201 Guilty of Disobedience to the Supreme (3/5)

Chapter 201 Disobedience to the Supreme Being Guilty (35)

Wang's hospitalization always showed a trace of embarrassment.

The corner of Su Yun's mouth immediately showed the kind of smile that Zheng Ren was familiar with and wanted to slap him when he saw it, and asked, "Have you ever done it? Don't know what to do?"

President Wang rubbed his hands, smiled awkwardly, and acquiesced to Su Yun's statement.

"Boss, have you done it?" Su Yun asked.

Zheng Ren thought about it for a while, and it is true to say that he has never done it, but the task of [Coming with the Child] that he completed before gave him one day of task time, and it took only two hours to complete it.

If you go to the system operating room to learn, it is estimated that it will not take long.

Do you mean it was done well, or not done well?

Zheng Ren, who always told the truth, was in trouble.

Seeing Zheng Ren's silence, Mr. Wang knew that the diagnosis of this rare incurable disease is one thing, and it can be done by seeing it and remembering it.

But treatment is another matter.

A definite diagnosis does not mean that it has been cured.

"Don't bother, I'll go up and try, if it doesn't work, I'll find the boss." President Wang said.

Su Yun didn't know what Zheng Ren was thinking, and lightly patted his injured shoulder with moderate force, which caused pain, but did not affect the wound.

Zheng Ren was puzzled.

"What about you, boss." Su Yun was displeased.

President Wang was dumbfounded. Change yourself, dare to talk to the boss like this? I am afraid that the boss will kick me away with one kick, and I will never try to get ahead in my life.

Brother Yun is awesome,

Boss Zheng has a good temper.

It is estimated that this boss is playing for fun, Mr. Wang thought to himself.

"I understand a little." Zheng Ren said, "Don't stretch out your hand, just watch the platform. If you have any questions, let's study it together."

President Wang suddenly had a better impression of Zheng Ren.

The boss, young, but definitely not arrogant. He was really afraid that Su Yun's boss and Su Yun would have a bad temper and go straight up for surgery.

If that's the case, I'll be ashamed of myself!

"Then it's hard work for Boss Zheng." President Wang saw that Su Yun was about to speak, and immediately followed Zheng Ren's words, "I'm going to call the operating room to prepare for the operation."

President Wang let Zheng Ren and Su Yun into the office and went to work on his own.

If Zheng Ren's judgment is correct, the patient's intestine is estimated to have necrosis. In fact, there is no difference between strangulated intestinal obstruction and intussusception that I judged before, and both require surgery to remove a section of the intestine.

The sooner the surgery is performed and the shorter the necrotic bowel is removed, the faster the patient will recover from the surgery.

Time waits for no one, everyone is in the circle, and no one picks up their faults at this time.

Su Yun has a mobile phone in his hand and is playing with it. Zheng Ren watched the scenery from a distance from the window.

The surgical building is very tall, so you can see far.

The classic curved shape of the Chinese bottle can be clearly seen, and Zheng Ren likes it very much.

"I searched the Internet, and this disease really exists." Su Yun said suddenly.

Zheng Ren nodded.

"You are a little doctor in Haicheng, where did you learn it?" Su Yun's questions are always direct and sharp.

"You'll see the operation once, don't you? I'm just a little bit stronger than you. After a while, if you go to a pet hospital, you won't be able to surpass me in your life." Zheng Ren didn't hesitate. slapped back.

Although he knew that Zheng Ren was the easiest and most simple way to fight, the flame of battle in Su Yun's pupils had been ignited by Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren glanced and saw Su Yun's expression, like a bull provoked by the red cloth, and grinned.

What a young man with a hot temper.

When thinking about this, Zheng Ren seemed to have forgotten that he was several months younger than Su Yun.

A few minutes later, President Wang printed out the preoperative explanation, called the parents of the young patient to the office, and began to explain the condition.

Su Yun noticed that the young patient's father also had a black mole on his mouth, but there seemed to be no mole on his hand.

But when Mr. Wang asked him if he had a history of intussusception, the father of the young patient gave a negative answer.

Isn't it genetics? How is this going?

He glanced at Zheng Ren and saw that Zheng Ren was also observing the little patient's father. Looking up and down, Su Yun could even "perceive" the heat emanating from the high-speed operation of Zheng Ren's brain.

"Boss Zheng, what's going on?" Su Yun leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"After surgery, I will explain to the patient's family that I have time to go to a colonoscopy."

Su Yun nodded subconsciously, guessing that the patient's father was the type with mild symptoms, so there was no intussusception.

Although not heavy, it is estimated that there are also many intestinal polyps. This kind of polyp is likely to have malignant transformation, and it can be removed as soon as possible to avoid future troubles.

After the explanation, Mr. Wang made a phone call. The patient has completed the abdominal CT and is rushing back.

President Wang opened a workstation on the computer, entered the medical record number, and found the CT image of the patient that had just been done. At the same time, he asked him to hurry back to get a gastric tube and a urinary catheter so that he could have an operation.

The CT image is a typical intussusception, and some polyps can be vaguely seen scattered in the bowel.

Of course, this was reversed after Zheng Ren explained it in advance.

It is impossible to make such a judgment without knowing the P-J syndrome.

"Boss Zheng, it's amazing!" President Wang looked at the film and said with admiration, "I heard that you rescued Fang Lin yesterday, put a syringe in his chest to exhaust the air, and pinched the liver door with his bare hands to stop the bleeding. I thought you were awesome, but I didn't expect Your diagnosis of intractable diseases is even better."

Although the words were vulgar, at this moment, without any swear words, Wang always felt that he could not express the respect in his heart.

Of course, if you were an old professor, you wouldn't say that even if you respected him. After all, Zheng Ren was a few years younger than President Wang, and younger than him.

If you are younger than yourself and stronger than yourself, then there is nothing to say.

What can I say other than being arrogant? Want to challenge yourself out of jealousy? Isn't that killing? President Wang is not that stupid.

Mr. Wang has always believed in this sentence if he refused to accept the guilt of the superior.

"You're welcome." Zheng Ren said lightly.

Within ten minutes, the patient was pushed back. The nurses skillfully placed gastric tubes, urinary tubes, and venous channels for the small patient, and the patient was hurriedly pushed to the operating room.

"Boss Zheng, Brother Yun, let's go up." President Wang said politely.

Several people came all the way to the dressing room of the operating room. The aunt who managed the door of the dressing room was very dissatisfied with Mr. Wang bringing "outsiders" to the operation.

But when she heard that Zheng Ren was the doctor who saved Fang Lin yesterday, she immediately became enthusiastic.

"Fang Lin's child has a hard life. You said that you are usually honest and responsible, so why do you have to deal with such a big thing."

The aunt who was in her fifties nagged and threw a set of keys to President Wang and Su Yun each. There are two keys on the keychain, for the shoe cabinet and the wardrobe.

Then she opened a small drawer next to it, identified the number, took out a string, and gave it to Zheng Ren.

President Wang glanced at him and said with a laugh, "Boss Zheng, you've lost your face."

"Huh? How do you say it?" Zheng Ren was puzzled.

Su Yun also glanced at it, shook her head, and said, "The auntie who guards the door is notoriously difficult to speak, and usually she has to say good things when she brings interns. It's good today, I'll give you a director-level cabinet. "

The so-called director-level locker refers to the kind that is of moderate height and does not require bending or stepping.

As for professors...they have their own independent lockers.

This is the class division of the operating room.