Chapter 176

But no matter how unexpected, Feng Xuhui still tried his best to do what a professional manager should do.

Under his guidance, Zheng Ren and Su Yun successfully found Professor Pei's car.

An inconspicuous Hongqi sedan, it seems that it should be the style of ten or twenty years ago.

"Xiao Zheng, this side." Seeing Zheng Ren approaching from a distance, Professor Pei opened the car door and got out of the car to greet him.

"Professor Pei, you are too polite." Zheng Ren hurriedly took a few steps to express his respect for the old comrade.

"You really gave me a problem." Professor Pei smiled, how could he see the appearance of the problem.

Zheng Ren was a little embarrassed and smiled shyly.

It is said that he and Professor Pei just met by chance and did not have a deep friendship. On the plane, he asked the tower to contact Professor Pei, which was also helpless, betting on Professor Pei's benevolence as a decades-old doctor.

Not surprisingly, Zheng Ren won the bet.

Because of Professor Pei's benevolence, because of himself... The system's diagnosis is accurate.

"Being a doctor is like this, and you can always encounter all kinds of accidents. You can do it when you should, but you can't be ruined by the current social atmosphere." Professor Pei patted Zheng Ren on the shoulder, with a serious smile: "It's not a practice. You can't diagnose and treat patients where you live. What a bullshit rule!

Xiao Zheng, I am very satisfied with you. "

Professor Pei said that a few years ago, an obstetrician and gynecologist helped deliver a child on a train, but after his success, his family sued him in court, saying that the place where the practicing doctor practiced did not include the train and the location of the train at that time.

The matter ended in reparations and the disqualification of the doctor.

So after that, many doctors and nurses pretended not to hear when the radio on the train to find medical staff rang.

Atmosphere, that's how it got spoiled.

Obviously, Professor Pei does not support this approach.

As a doctor, when you encounter a sick patient, can you still not go to see and treat?

He expressed his recognition of Zheng Ren with his words and actions.

"It's all right," Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Professor Pei, do you think Zheng always goes to the hotel or the hospital first?" Feng Xuhui stood aside and asked, "I have reserved a hotel for Mr. Zheng."

"Don't go to the hotel, go to the hospital's guest house." Professor Pei waved his hand and got into the car himself, motioning for Zheng Ren to sit in the back. Su Yun took a look, put the salute in the trunk with the driver, and then sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Feng Xuhui wanted to cry without tears.

In order to make Zheng Ren, a promising young doctor, feel at home, he even paid part of the money in advance and booked him a five-star hotel.

did not expect……

guest House……

This name, which is so ancient that many post-00s generations have never heard of it, has a local flavor in itself, as if it brought people back to thirty years ago.

Poor Mr. Zheng, staying in a five-star hotel and going to a guest house.

Although I thought so in my heart, I couldn't show it on my face.

Feng Xuhui, Manager Feng, with a professional smile, watched the black Hongqi sedan leave, and then got into his own car, followed the Hongqi, and drove away all the way.

On the Hongqi sedan, Zheng Ren sat upright and chatted with Professor Pei.

"Xiao Zheng, I didn't expect your diagnosis level to be good." Professor Pei said with a smile, "Aortic dissection is not something that ordinary people would dare to diagnose. Not to mention, you dare to say that it is type 1."

"I have seen two cases and some literature reports." Zheng Ren said politely.

"How sure are you?" Professor Pei was curious.

"Eighty percent?" Zheng Ren hesitated and gave a number. There should be no problem with the diagnosis given by the big pig's hoof in the system, but I can't say that it is not 100% sure.

Zheng Ren thought from another perspective. There is no auxiliary diagnostic equipment on the passenger plane. Based on experience alone, he would never believe that anyone can accurately diagnose type 1 aortic dissecting aneurysm.

"Are you very confident?" Professor Pei tapped his knee lightly, as if thinking about something. After a few breaths, he said, "The reason why I believe your judgment is because I have seen you perform surgery."

Su Yun's ears moved. He sat in the co-pilot's seat and played with his mobile phone, but he seemed to be absent-minded and focused on the conversation between Professor Pei and Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren nodded.

"You can be sure. This time I dispatched a helicopter to rescue me, but I took an old face. If the diagnosis is wrong, those old guys will laugh at me to death."

People who are engaged in medical care are essentially not much different from technical nerds. It’s just that tech nerds only need to face computers, while medical practitioners need to face all kinds of different groups of people.

But deep down in the soul, there is a worship of technology.

With accurate diagnosis and proper treatment, such a person is definitely the object of worship for countless people.

But if you are self-righteous, the judged condition is far from the actual situation. Although you don't say it, all kinds of secret contempt are indispensable.

And those who don't pay attention to technology... are all the leaders of the academy.

Professor Pei's meaning was very clear. Zheng Ren thought about it and asked, "How is the patient now?"

"The blood pressure has been controlled, and a 64-slice CT is being performed." Professor Pei said.

...

...

At the same time, the 64th row of CT room in a hospital.

A white-haired old professor sat upright, as if he didn't hear the slight noise from the machine in front of him, and looked at the image on the screen intently.

"Teacher, the patient is safely sent to the ward." A doctor in his thirties hung up the phone, walked in from outside, and whispered.

"Prepare for surgery." The old professor said calmly, staring at the screen.

"Diagnosed?" The young doctor was surprised. There were only ordinary CT spiral tomography images on the screen, and the 64-row 3D reconstruction was still being calculated in the system software.

"It should be a type 1 aortic dissecting aneurysm. The diagnosis and treatment were timely, and the tear was effectively controlled." The old professor said, pointing to a sliced ​​image with his finger, and said, "Here, you can see subtle changes."

The young doctor frowned, obviously the old professor's words were beyond his understanding.

"When will your brother's surgery be performed?" the old professor asked.

"Today, three slow diagnosis operations are being performed, and the second one is being performed."

"Tell him to stop the slow diagnosis operation and reschedule." The old professor said: "I will do this emergency first, and I will guide the operation after the opening."

"Elephant trunk replacement?" The young doctor was eager to try. It is clear that he is particularly interested in the largest operation in cardiothoracic surgery.

"Um."

Just as he was talking, the 3D reconstructed image had been created, and frame by frame images were uploaded and displayed on the monitor.

In the aorta 5cm from the heart, a tear point appeared in front of everyone.

The location of the tear is not long, about 3-4cm, and the degree is not serious, and everything is still within the controllable range.

"That guy, Lao Pei, really let him be fooled." The old professor murmured.