Chapter 418 Persecution Delusions

"President Zheng, you also know about this." Dean Zhang sighed, with a bitter expression on his face, "After that, no one dared to provoke him. You said, we have no place to reason about this, right? .”

What Dean Zhang said was true, Zheng Ren also encountered a similar incident.

A traffic accident, Anonymous, sent to the first general surgery department in the emergency department. After the rescue was successful, the driver who caused the accident was also very poor, and he could not afford the money after pleading guilty.

The bonus for the first department of general surgery has been reset to zero for three consecutive months.

Although there were complaints, no one said that people should not be saved. There are two daughters in the family of the wounded, and they never saw him again after visiting him once.

The medical staff took turns to cook for him. Fifteen days later, he was supposed to be discharged from the hospital, but the injured refused to be discharged, saying that there were too many three patients in one ward, and asked to live in a single room.

Anyway, Zheng Ren had nothing to do about it at the time.

Fortunately, the injured person's creditors later came to collect the debt. On a dark and stormy night, the injured person quietly disappeared by himself.

Dean Zhang looked at the messy crowd not far away, and felt depressed. He wanted to take Zheng Ren in, but he was afraid that the homeless man would not let go of Professor Rudolf Wagner's thigh.

If this is the case... it would be a shame to throw it at grandma's house.

"Later, he directly occupied a storage room in the ward and used it as his own bedroom. He went to the cafeteria to get food every day. He didn't spend any money, and he was picky."

"..." Zheng Ren shook his head.

"The one who contracted the canteen is the brother-in-law of the former dean. He used to be a member of society and has tattoos all over his body." Seeing that Zheng Ren was willing to listen, Dean Zhang kept nagging, as if he was relieved.

While talking, while pondering ways.

"Eating and drinking for nothing doesn't count. He yelled at him when he was a little dissatisfied. The dean's brother-in-law lashed out several times, but he didn't dare to touch him."

Zheng Ren knew that this was the type of person who was afraid of getting his hands dirty when he was beaten.

As he said that, through the crowd, Zheng Ren saw an old man who should be in his sixties standing at the gate of the inpatient department in good spirits, shouting and cursing.

All kinds of swear words are not heavy when they are said.

The spirit is so good, Zheng Ren feels that he can live another five hundred years.

"Why this time?" Zheng Ren asked.

"He said that the storage room is too small to stretch his legs, so he needs a room in the staff dormitory." Dean Zhang said helplessly.

"..."

In the world, there is no such thing as contentment.

It was a good thing at first. The hospital admitted it free of charge and voluntarily. After the patient recovered, he sent a pennant and publicized it in the media. Everyone felt the positive energy.

But let this tramp make trouble, it changes the taste. And the media doesn't seem to be interested in all positive things, of course, this also has something to do with the audience who read it.

After all, good things never go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

Ordinarily, this kind of homeless matter should have been handled by the civil affairs department.

But every time it appears, there is no one to deal with it.

If you call the police... comrades in the police are also tired of this. Your hospital is afraid of dirty hands, but the police station is not afraid?

In short, if you encounter such a thing, you will never find it... Forget it, things are like this anyway, just get used to it.

Dean Zhang grabbed Zheng Ren's arm and smiled apologetically, "Boss Zheng, let's go this way."

As he spoke, he led Zheng Ren, the professor and others around in a big circle, and walked to the back door of the inpatient department.

Because Feng Xuhui was carrying two trolley suitcases, he walked a little slowly. Dean Zhang took the initiative to help Feng Xuhui carry a box.

He also felt a little embarrassed, and asked Feng Xuhui about Changfeng Minimally Invasive while walking.

He was in charge of the purchase of consumables for the Municipal Second Hospital. At this time, he asked Feng Xuhui, also intending to show his favor to Zheng Ren.

Walking quietly into the inpatient department through the back door is like being a thief.

After entering the elevator, Dean Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"By the way, Mr. Zheng, I have something to ask you." Dean Zhang was in a calm mood. Then he remembered another matter and asked.

"what's up?"

"Director Cheng has been in an abnormal mood for the past few days. What's the matter?" Dean Zhang asked cautiously.

"I don't know what happened to him." Zheng Ren was also helpless.

Director Cheng? Who is that?

"Director Cheng Lixue, I have volunteered to go to your place to learn TIPS surgery." Seeing Zheng Ren's bewildered face, Dean Zhang guessed that maybe Zheng Ren didn't know, so he explained.

Oh, it's him.

Only then did Zheng Ren remember the person who came to the city's No. 1 hospital with a film a few days ago to find him.

I didn't do anything to him. Dean Zhang said that if he couldn't learn it, he would beat him hard. I don't have the habit of beating people. Director Cheng showed up once, and I told him to learn nuclear magnetic dispersion, and then I didn't see anyone.

What can he do?

Seeing Zheng Ren's puzzled face, Dean Zhang said, "Director Cheng has been depressed since he came back from the City No. 1 Hospital. He hasn't been to work for the past few days. He called and said he was sick."

He glanced at Zheng Ren and saw that there was nothing abnormal, so he continued, "I think the TIPS operation is too difficult to learn, making Director Cheng so depressed?"

"No, I haven't taught him how to do the TIPS operation yet." Zheng Ren was also very puzzled, "I remember I just asked him a few terms of MRI diffusion, and he didn't understand anything. This is the most basic, if you don't If I understand, there is no way to continue. I let him fill up the most basic knowledge, nothing else."

Zheng Ren spread his hands, expressing his innocence.

Professor Rudolf Wagner glanced at Dean Zhang, and said: "You guys are too unreliable in your work. Sending people to learn new technologies must have a foundation. They are all like mountain cannons, and they are eager for opportunities. "

Dean Zhang was sweating profusely, and only then did he understand what happened.

Although he didn't understand why Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner wanted to study the diffusion images of the liver. But if someone else's surgery is done well, there must be a reason to look at it.

It's no wonder that Professor Rudolf Wagner said it badly, this old Cheng is really disappointing.

Cheng Lixue was suffering from persecution delusions, thinking that Zheng Ren was deliberately making things difficult for him.

Dean Zhang felt a shock in his heart, Lao Cheng was really old enough to live like a dog.

Mr. Zheng performed the TIPS operation with one hand. It is so beautiful. Even a German professor follows around as an assistant. Who has the skills to do it for you?

Do you think the director of the Intervention Department of the Second Hospital is too old?

nonsense!

Stubborn!

It seems that it is right to intervene in divisions. Put some pressure on him, so as not to spend all day waiting to die.

He really couldn't help him up, that kid Wang Qiang looked pretty good too.

"Mr. Zheng, you should go to see the patient first." Dean Zhang said with a wry smile.

"Yeah. I'm a bit rushed, but that's the only way to go." Zheng Ren was a little embarrassed, "If I don't go to check the house early in the morning, I will feel uncomfortable. So I went to check the house after seven o'clock in the morning, and then rushed over."

"It's okay, I'll ask the professor to do the operation, and he will come in the afternoon and evening." Dean Zhang waved his hand without hesitation.

It took more than half an hour to see the patient. Zheng Ren then went to the operating room to prepare for the operation.

Zheng Ren did not perform the retractable stent removal operation on the previous batch of patients, but performed the TIPS operation first.

After all, he was particularly concerned about the rewards given to him by the system for the second phase of the task.

If the success rate of interventional surgery is +2, the surgery to recover the stent will be safer.

When the stage comes, the patient is already lying down and everything is ready.

Still the old rules, Professor Rudolf Wagner began to disinfect and lay out sterile sheets. Zheng Ren stood in front of the film reader, checked the patient's identity information, and virtualized the operation process in his mind for the last time.

A few minutes later, Professor Rudolf Wagner finished disinfecting and called Zheng Ren to come on stage.

The surgery went smoothly and took less than 30 minutes.

When the guide wire was taken out and the professor began to press to stop the bleeding, Zheng Ren heard a "ding dong~" reminder that the task was completed.

[Main task: The second stage of the jewel in the crown is completed.

Task content: Complete 10 cases of TIPS operations, requiring 100% completion. Progress 10/10.

Task reward: Intervention success rate +2, experience value 100,000 points, frequency ablation surgery experience 3,000 cases.

Task time: 8 days and 23 hours, remaining task time: 21 days and 1 hour. 】

Zheng Ren was delighted by the massive task rewards, whether it was the 3,000 cases of radiofrequency ablation surgery experience or the remaining time for surgical training.

As for the success rate of interventional surgery +2, Zheng Ren still doesn't know what it means.

Like lucky value +8, Big Pig's Hoof didn't explain the meaning of passive attributes, so Zheng Ren could only figure it out on his own.

The first patient was successfully sent back to the ward, and the second patient was already lying on the operating table.

Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner are like machines, starting to repeat almost the same process.

According to the MRI film, Zheng Ren successfully delivered the puncture needle to the position, the professor grasped the direction, and Zheng Ren pressed the button.

The puncture was successful.

Zheng Ren was a little confused, he didn't realize the benefits of +2 success rate at all.

However, the moment the operation was completed, Zheng Ren raised his eyes to see the degree of completion of the operation in the upper right corner of his field of vision.

The surgery was 100% complete with no changes.

Where is the meaning of this...+2 reflected?

Zheng Ren was confused.

"Boss, this operation, why do I feel different from before?" Zheng Ren was still thinking, and Professor Rudolf Wagner broke the silence in the operating room.

He was also hesitant, a little confused, and his tone of voice was somewhat uncertain.

"What's the difference?" Zheng Ren felt that the professor seemed to have noticed something, so he asked.

"Boss, I feel that the positions of the brackets are different. The overlap of the two brackets is very good, and I'm sure they are completely coincident. Boss, is your feeling accurate to such a detailed level? It's almost like a machine Similarly, there is basically no error in repeated operations."

The professor's reminder made Zheng Ren suddenly realize.

The degree of completion of the operation only represents the operation itself, and does not mean that the patient will recover well after the operation.

Many surgeries are performed beautifully, but patients still suffer from various complications after surgery.

Perhaps, the success rate of interventional surgery +2 is reflected in the postoperative period? After all, whether the overlapping of the stents is good or not has little impact on the current operation, but has a huge impact on the second-stage removal.

Zheng Ren seemed to understand the meaning of the reward given by Big Pig's Trotter.