Chapter 6 Why Am I so Beautiful

"I go……"

"How did he guess?"

"Guess? You can diagnose cerebral hemorrhage by guessing."

The surrounding doctors talked like boiling water in a pot.

Today, the reversal of this matter is too fast, making these doctors with rich clinical experience unacceptable.

There was no consultation, no physical examination, and no auxiliary examination. At a glance, he knew that it was a cerebral hemorrhage. He also arranged for someone to escort him alone, and sent him directly to the neurosurgery after the examination.

This is beyond the understanding of many doctors on duty in the emergency department, and everyone is not aware of it.

"That patient doesn't look like a brain hemorrhage, but I didn't expect it to be."

"It's no wonder that Director Pan raised Xiao Zheng directly as the hospital chief. He is really capable. Don't tell me, the old director's eyes are very poisonous."

"That is, the old director was the director of the senior cadre's ward in the military hospital. If he didn't have a second chance, would he be able to sit in that position? Mr. Zheng is also very good. If nothing else, I am convinced by this diagnosis."

Zheng Ren smiled when he heard the discussions of the colleagues around him. Although he has a gentle personality, he is also dark in his heart at the moment.

Not because of praise from colleagues, but because the system is simply too sweet.

But after Zheng Ren felt relieved, a layer of uneasiness enveloped him.

The life and death of the patient is tied to the system. What should I do if the system makes a mistake? No, in the future, I must insist on physical examination, at least do a double insurance.

Clinicians are all like this, even the diagnosis given by the chief director and the professor of the Imperial Capital is dubious, and no one believes it directly.

But in the future, be careful.

Yuan Li seemed to have aged ten years and lost his energy. He drooped the corners of his eyes and returned to the consultation room listlessly.

He was puzzled. Zheng Ren didn't even do any consultation or physical examination. How could he diagnose the patient with cerebral hemorrhage?

This is not scientific!

Dr. Yuan Li still didn't believe it, as there were no patients at this time. He clicked on the reading system and found the patient's head CT.

Sure enough, CT showed subtle bleeding around the intracranial anterior communicating artery. Look at the amount of bleeding, it is about 1ml. This amount of intracerebral hemorrhage could easily be judged as an image artifact if it were not known that the patient was comatose.

Although it is certain that Zheng Ren's diagnosis is correct, Yuan Li still does not understand why Zheng Ren can diagnose cerebral hemorrhage without doing anything.

Meng, this product is absolutely forced!

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Zheng Ren was quietly waiting for the arrival of the emergency suture.

But it is strange to say that there is not a single patient who needs sutures in the emergency department with numerous large and small traumas.

The emergency department does not always have major rescue and serious trauma. Zheng Ren wants to have surgery in the emergency department.

At 11:30, Zheng Ren greeted Yuan Li as if nothing had happened, and went to the cafeteria to eat first, and helped him watch for a while.

Yuan Li was in a trance all morning, and he didn't show much goodwill to Zheng Ren's release. He didn't even say thank you or other polite words, and went to dinner with a blank face.

By the time Yuan Li came back, it was already twelve o'clock when Zheng Ren arrived at the cafeteria.

After dinner, there were not many people in the cafeteria. Zheng Ren had a meal and found a corner to eat while tasting the new features that the system gave him.

For the doctor, the function opened by the system to Zheng Ren is really like opening the unparalleled, invincible rhythm.

"Isn't that Zheng Ren? The cerebral hemorrhage patient who was sent this morning said he was the first to discover it."

"A brain hemorrhage, what's the matter. As far as his African chief's physique is concerned, I estimate that he has reached the level of a great onmyoji."

"Haha, yes. I went to the stage with Professor Mori Yuichiro, and I didn't learn anything. In the end, all the blame was on my back. This is really bad luck."

There were several people eating not far from Zheng Ren. Zheng Ren knew each other and they were all ICU doctors.

Their voices were not deliberately lowered, even when they were talking about Zheng Ren.

"Meng." A person raised his head, glanced at Zheng Ren's back, and said lightly.

"Brother Yun is right." The dog next to him immediately shouted 666.

Zheng Ren knew who was speaking by hearing the voice.

Su Yun, the nephew of Dean Fu, a graduate student from a large medical school in the imperial capital. It is said that he was admitted to the doctoral program that year, and then he returned to Haicheng for some unknown reason.

Zheng Ren couldn't understand such a beautiful and wonderful brain circuit.

However, they are the second generation of doctors, so it makes sense to do what they do. I... I can't compare with my previous self.

As for now, Zheng Ren feels even more incomparable, because he is incomparable with himself.

Su Yun's hair is very long, black and shiny, with a strand of broken hair hanging in front of his eyes like bangs, and a pair of big black eyes like flawless gems embellished on his fair face.

At first glance, it gives the impression that this girl is really good-looking, and her appearance can definitely score 90 points.

But at the second glance, a question arises from the bottom of my heart, it seems to be a little boy.

Su Yun has a high rate of turning heads, whether on the street or inside the hospital.

He is such a person, a little boy who looks better than most girls.

"Brother Yun, if you are doing surgery, what else is there to do with others. It is estimated that this time, it can only be you, and the operation will not have any twists and turns." One looks more than ten years older than Su Yun. the old doctor said.

He seems to be very skilled at calling Brother Yun, and he doesn't have the slightest embarrassment to chat.

Su Yun took a breath, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered.

"Surgery, what's there to do?" Su Yun said, "Do you know why I didn't do surgery back then?"

"Yeah, you were already admitted to the doctoral student of Mr. Han in Xiehe Cardiothoracic Surgery, why didn't you study it?"

Zheng Ren also had this question. He pricked up his ears and listened to Su Yun's gossip.

When Su Yun returned to Haiyi, it was not as simple as the second generation of medical doctors.

"I don't want to trouble the anesthesiologist."

Um? What's the deal with the anesthesiologist? Zheng Ren and the ICU doctor next to Su Yun were startled.

Su Yun gently picked up the broken hair on his forehead, and his eyes were full of loneliness.

"I have the smartest brain, the most flexible fingers, and I was born to be the best surgeon, but fate has not been fair to me." Su Yun's tone was as lonely as snow, like an old man who sees through the world, "Fate is actually given to me. My peerless face."

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"I can't hide my peerless appearance even if I wear two layers of sterile masks. Every time the patient is anesthetized before surgery, the anesthesia dose must be increased. Some patients can't even give the maximum amount of anesthesia. How to do surgery?"

The surrounding air suddenly became quiet and dignified.

Zheng Ren held back the laughter in his heart and tried to swallow the food, for fear that it would not look good if he accidentally sprayed the food out.

"Cough, cough..." The dog legs around Su Yun didn't have such a low lower limit. After a long time, he coughed a few times and said, "Brother Yun, I think you are right."

Zheng Ren continued to endure, for fear that he would ridicule himself and offend Su Yun.

It's not because Su Yun is Dean Fu's nephew and doesn't dare to provoke him.

It's because Su Yun is the common male god of all the nurses in the hospital. If the nurses know that he has provoked him, no one will support him in the future.

Zheng Ren shuddered when he thought that he was alone in the operation, without even a nurse.

What? Hospital arrangements? Assigned by the Nursing Department?

Today's young nurses are all post-95s, and even post-00s, if they don't go well, they dare to resign. Anyway, the hospital doesn't earn much, and life is still hard. If you are good-looking, record a small video, or be an anchor, you can earn a lot more than in the hospital.

If the face value is not enough... Isn't there also special effects such as microdermabrasion, beauty, filters, long legs, and super long legs?

Even the nursing department is reluctant to provoke these little nurses, so their male god...

Zheng Ren ate all the food in two mouthfuls and left the table immediately.

After walking far away, Su Yunyou's words floated in his ears again: "Why am I so good-looking."