Chapter 1853 Dark Under the Lamp

After quickly fixing the middle lobe of the right lung, Zheng Ren asked for warm saline to flush the chest cavity.

His movements began to speed up unknowingly, and the operation would end as soon as possible. As long as the operation is over, there is no need to listen to Su Yun's nagging.

But the surgery isn't over yet...

"The volume of the middle lobe remained at 260ml by visual inspection, accounting for about 83% of the normal volume of 300ml. Patients should recover faster after surgery, and the lung function is also similar to the preoperative level, and the quality of life will not be reduced due to surgical shock."

"In short, comprehensively judging the injury of the reversed lung, the possible complications after repositioning, and the postoperative lung function, these points are of vital significance to whether to preserve the lung tissue."

Zheng Ren finished flushing the chest cavity as quickly as possible. Seeing that there was no active bleeding, he took off the chest opener, turned around and stepped off the stage.

Hu Yanhui immediately cut off the signal.

"Boss, I haven't finished yet." Su Yun was a little dissatisfied.

"We talked for more than an hour during the operation, but it wasn't enough." Zheng Ren moved his cervical spine.

"I always have to take care of the feelings of doctors in hospitals like Old Liu. The words are too simple for them to understand. Heavenly Book, do you understand?" Su Yun defended.

"If you want to understand, go back and read the book yourself, you can understand everything. If you don't want to learn, just watch the fun." Zheng Ren said.

"A lot of people are waiting to see when your operation fails, believe it or not?"

"It's not as dark as you say."

Zheng Ren tore off the sterile clothes and came to Linger, "Director Lin, I'm sorry to trouble you again."

"No trouble." Ringer said with a smile: "Dr. Su introduced the 912 Hospital and demonstrated our 912 emergency first aid level to the world. We dare to fight tough battles and can fight..."

Zheng Ren was stunned.

Linger was also stunned.

Originally, these words were said when speaking at the conference. Ringer has been in the agency for many years, and some things have already been integrated into the blood and bone marrow.

I just talked about it, and I just said it here.

Linge was a little embarrassed, Zheng Ren suddenly smiled and asked, "Director Lin, it's all dark under our lights."

"Huh?" Ringo was taken aback.

"Surgical live broadcast, what a good teaching method. You just happen to be in charge of science and education now, are you interested in coming in the name of the hospital?"

Su Yun was the quickest to understand. As soon as Zheng Ren finished speaking, he understood the meaning.

"I'm going to... why don't I go to the King's Hospital, that's enough!" Su Yun said: "Director Lin, hurry up and agree, hurry up!"

Ringer was hit by a large piece of cake from the sky...it was the hard-boiled kind, and it hit him directly on the top of his head, knocking him unconscious.

"Well, if the hospital comes forward, many things can be easily resolved. For example, in the legal department of Xinglinyuan, there can be a lawyer squatting on duty in the medical office all year round, without having to run around hard."

"Boss, you are talking about minutiae." Su Yun said seriously: "In order to show the world the style of my 912 Hospital... Is that okay, Director Lin? It seems to be close to what Wen Xuankou said."

"Uh... It's okay, it's okay." Linge said quickly: "Whatever you want, science, teaching and research, is it the work of science and education. Our live broadcast of surgery at least takes up a teaching and research job, and it's all over the world!"

"Yes, but scientific research is not bad. Under Director Lin's leadership, he won the Nobel Prize in Biology and Medicine..."

Just halfway through Su Yun's words, Ringer's mind buzzed.

Venus popping up in front of my eyes, and buzzing in my ears.

"Su Yun, don't make trouble." Zheng Ren saw that Linge's expression was not right, and quickly helped him sit down.

"Director Lin, I'm just kidding. You know you can't say that." Zheng Ren hurriedly explained to Linge.

Linge also knew that if there was a word 912, Dean Yan must be on it. When it comes to collective power, Dean Yan is the representative of 912. As for myself, it is only part of the collective.

I really got myself up there, and I was scared to death.

Although I knew it couldn't be true, but thinking about it in my heart, I was very happy.

Ringer slowed down, his blood pressure dropped, and he felt much more comfortable.

"Boss Zheng, Dr. Su, so this is the order?" Linge asked tentatively, afraid that Boss Zheng was just joking on the spur of the moment.

"Well, it doesn't matter. The hospital helped a lot, otherwise I wouldn't be able to have a thoracic surgery, right Mr. Fang." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Boss Zheng, don't make fun of me." Fang Lin lowered his head and sewed up with Su Yun, and said with a smile: "It's just your surgery, can you do it anywhere?"

"Director Lin, please report to Dean Yan and Vice Dean Yuan when you find time to see how the next step will be carried out," Zheng Ren said.

"The side of the Xinglin Garden..."

"Director Lin, Xinglin Garden belongs to Yiren and her family now." Su Yun said while sewing.

Ringer was taken aback.

Boss Zheng is doing this to avoid suspicion. When did he buy Xinglin Garden?

"Okay, okay." Linge was thinking about something in his heart, but he immediately responded, for fear that Boss Zheng would go back on his word.

For a moment, Ringer had mixed feelings in his heart.

Boss Zheng is really kind. He helped him a few times with the admission and surgery of special patients, and the King's Hospital in England didn't count.

Although there is no monetary benefit, but 912 cares about that little money? What the hospital wants is reputation, reputation!

"Director Lin, take a break." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "Let's go down together later, and we will have dinner tonight."

"Boss, have you noticed that you have changed your temper?" Su Yun said.

"No, what it used to be is what it is now." Zheng Ren stood behind Fang Lin and watched the operation.

Fang Lin felt his hands were a little stiff.

"Pa~" Su Yun tapped the hemostatic forceps on Fang Lin's radial styloid process, "Well, concentrate."

"..."

Fang Lin felt the pain, so he immediately calmed down and concentrated on the operation.

"This means that the boss is not on the operating table. Two days ago, he took Lao Zhao to perform a thrombus removal operation. When the chest was finally closed, the boss's hands were flying fast, and the APM directly broke 300. Boss, is 300 enough?"

"Hurry up and close your chest. Have you remembered what patients need to pay attention to after surgery, Mr. Fang?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Remember." Fang Lin smiled wryly.

Su Yun babbled on for a long time, it was really a cram-style teaching, and it was hard not to remember.

"What's for dinner?" Zheng Ren looked at Xie Yiren and asked in a low voice.

Xie Yiren was so focused on the operation that he didn't seem to hear Zheng Ren's words.

Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren, and said with a smile, "Let's find Song Ying. I made an appointment with you there, but I declined."

"When did it happen?"

"Before the mission."

"Okay, then you can discuss it in the group and let me know the result."

"You won't see it yourself?"

"Shui Qunshui's hundreds of unread messages, where can I find them?" Zheng Ren said helplessly.

"Yi Ren, Zheng Ren said you are Shui Qun."