It must be because of Boss Zheng that the provincial hospital will use Changfeng's consumables. And the liver and gallbladder of the imperial capital must also be this reason.

On the second day of coming to Changfeng, Liu Xiaojie "quickly" found the reason for the incident. It's just that she can't completely believe that these things are outside of her perception of the world.

For a few hours, the white horse passed through the gap.

Zheng Ren contacted Su Yun in the car, but Su Yun was eating and drinking with Zhao Yunlong and others, and it was over with a simple perfunctory sentence to Zheng Ren.

It seems that he is not there, he doesn't have to work hard, everyone's life is very good, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Originally, I wanted to go back to the Palme d'Or directly, but I couldn't rest assured that Director Miao was not relieved, Zheng Ren still asked the Shay people softly, and came directly to 912.

And Feng Xuhui drove Professor Liu to find a hotel to stay in, but did not follow.

When he came to the ICU, Zheng Ren quietly walked in and saw Mr. Yu sitting on the chair next to the bed dozing. The number displayed by the monitor tells Director Zheng Renmiao's state to be stable.

The red color in the system panel has also faded slightly, and it looks like the condition has improved. There were no worst-case cases of intracerebral hemorrhage and complications such as DIC.

It's okay, it's okay.

Zheng Ren glanced at Director Miao, inserted tracheal intubation, connected to countless instruments and wiring, and carefully cared for the fragile life with the power of machinery, so that this faint flame of life would not be extinguished.

Director Miao is a little thin, I don't know if it's my subjective feeling, or because I haven't eaten for 2-3 days, and only has high intravenous nutrition.

But this is not a problem, Zheng Ren gently touched Director Miao's pale face, then turned around and walked to the doctor's computer, and began to look for Director Miao's recent test sheet.

Two days, hundreds of tests, Zheng Ren from the very beginning.

For nearly half an hour, Zheng Rencai read the test sheet from the beginning. The overall state can be said to recover quickly, which may be related to the timely operation or the rescue of 912 Hospital at all costs.

In the past two days, there were eight consultations with the whole hospital alone, and almost all members of the health team participated...... Of course, except for Zheng Ren, Su Yun didn't seem to participate.

There are also many experts from outside the hospital, and the results of the treatment are satisfactory, which almost represents the highest level of medical technology in the country.

Zheng Ren silently closed the workstation, feeling a little more at ease.

If there were no special circumstances, Director Miao should be considered alive, Zheng Ren was sure.

The rest is time to smooth out the physical and mental wounds. In this world, there is no better medicine than time.

There was no communication, no speech, Zheng Ren walked out of the ICU in silence all the way.

So be it, at least for now, the situation is quite satisfactory. Zheng Ren took a deep breath, feeling that he still had some negative energy in his body now, and when it dissipated, he would get into the car again.

Zheng Ren didn't want to pass on these negative energies to Xiaoyiren.

In his opinion, as long as he sits on the Volvo with his front and back up, he is going home. Do not bring all negative emotions such as tiredness into the car.

Because of Director Miao's affairs before, I lost my temper for the first time. But Zheng Ren is awake now, he left a message for Xiao Yiren, and walked around the hospital.

Although he returned to Haicheng and had a lot of surgeries and didn't take a serious break, Zheng Ren now feels energetic.

Himself, it's really a hard life, thinking about it, Zheng Ren smiled.

Unconsciously, when I came to the outpatient clinic, there were many people lined up in the hall on the first floor, all of whom came to register.

There are more people who can't afford to buy scalpers, and this is a way for them to get a new life. Many people came with bedding, and Zheng Ren knew that they might not be patients, but maybe they were just subordinates who were only responsible for registration. (Note 1)

Looking at these registered people, Zheng Ren thought of Wu Hui. Diagnosis and treatment may be delayed in community hospitals, but high-level doctors cannot save everyone. But who can say right and wrong?

Looking at it, Zheng Ren suddenly noticed that the system panel suddenly turned bright red.

Someone is seriously ill!

Zheng Ren walked towards the bright red background color, and when he got closer, he saw a set of tattered mattresses spread on the marble floor of the outpatient clinic, on which lay a woman about forty years old. Her face was flushed, probably due to a fever.

Her hair was unkempt, and she knew it hadn't been washed for a long time, some oily and dirty. The man's hand brushed her cheek gently, and although he looked rude to himself, he was full of love for the woman.

The diagnosis of the big pig's trotters in this system is very confusing, at least in Zheng Ren's opinion - after appendectomy, chronic infectious peritonitis, ascites effusion, and multi-organ malformations.

There are many diagnoses, but nothing is too special.

As for multi-organ malformations, the one that people have heard of the most is the mirror man. That is, the organs on the left side are on the right side, and the organs on the right side are on the left side.

Zheng Ren also heard that there was a situation where the heart was in the abdominal cavity.

They are all over 40 years old, even if they have organ deformities, it is nothing, if it is very serious, people will die long ago, and it is absolutely impossible to live to such an old age.

But what's the problem? Looking at the color of the system panel, if this person waits for the registration number, it is estimated that it will be even heavier, and there is no chance of surgery.

"Who are you, are you queuing up here?" asked Zheng Ren, who walked over, squatted down, and asked.

A bearded man looked arrogant, glared at Zheng Ren, and said, "I don't have money to buy a high-priced registered ticket, get out!"

Zheng Ren smiled and didn't care. This person probably thinks he is a peddler, which is why he is so arrogant.

But it's also very difficult, I'm wearing civilian clothes, what can I say? If I say I'm a 912 doctor, will everyone else come to see me?

Doing this, I was already a little uncomfortable with myself, Zheng Ren smiled bitterly.

"I'm not a trumpeter, I'm a fortune teller. Zheng Ren said nonsense.

The bearded man looked at Zheng Ren with a puzzled expression.

"Believe it or not. Zheng Ren still wanted to talk nonsense, but someone next to him reprimanded: "There are more masters here, which sect are you, tell me and listen." ”

I saw that this person was a scalper who stayed up late and queued up, smiling and passing the time with himself. Zheng Ren didn't care, moved, approached the beard, and whispered: "Did the patient have no improvement after appendicitis surgery, or continued to have a fever, and the treatment in your local hospital had no effect, so he came to the imperial capital." ”

The bearded man's eyes widened, and he looked at Zheng Ren with a stunned expression, and then his eyes flashed with a little light, as if he saw hope.

"Master ......"

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Note 1: This is the situation many years ago, I haven't been to the imperial capital for a long time, a large tertiary hospital, and it is said that the situation is slightly better now?