Early the next morning, Zheng Ren opened his eyes and picked up his mobile phone, which had a lot of messages.

There are Gao Shaojie, Wang Qiang and others to congratulate Zheng Ren on the success of the live broadcast of the operation. Lao Gao got the news very late, Zheng Ren thought.

However, even if I didn't know the news and didn't see the live broadcast of the operation with my own eyes, I quickly heard about it from others, and it seems that it has formed a storm and swept the domestic medical industry.

In particular, the doctors in the interventional department were the most shocked.

Zheng Ren left a message for Gao Shaojie, who had been in contact with the professor and had performed more than 30 TIPs surgeries during this time. Gao Shaojie followed the standard process and sent the patient's information to Professor Rudolf Wagner.

After breakfast, I went to work from Dongcheng to Xicheng.

Although the departure time is relatively early, it is still far away. While walking, Zheng Ren pondered whether to rent two rooms near Xicheng Hospital.

However, thinking about the housing prices and rents in the imperial capital, Zheng Ren gave up.

Although this money can definitely be used for public funds, Zheng Ren has never seen or eaten it, and he didn't expect the huge amount of money in the public account at all.

And that money, Zheng Ren is useful.

Wait, I'll have a little more on hand.

The imperial capital is not the same as Haicheng or even a provincial capital. Shay's family doesn't have many houses here. Of course, the Sunshine 100BD in the East Third Ring Road is not counted.

When you come to the hospital, you will first see the patients, chat, and grasp the various conditions of the patients' diet and daily life. Shift handover, ward rounds, and it's fine.

This kind of leisurely life makes Zheng Ren a little unaccustomed.

But it doesn't matter, Zheng Ren can go to the system library to read books.

The patients were stable after the TIPs surgery, and after Zheng Ren arranged the second stage surgery tomorrow, he was just about to go to the library, and the head nurse outside greeted him.

It is the phone of the urology.

Zheng Ren was a little strange and picked up the phone, "Hello, I'm Zheng Ren." ”

"Boss Zheng, I'm Yu Jianshui, we did the operation on the adrenal tumor today, Director Miao asked if you have time to take a look?" Mr. Yu of the Department of Urology said very politely on the phone, a little out of breath, probably taking the fire escape to the locker room on the sixth floor, ready to go to the stage.

"Okay. Zheng Ren was also curious about that patient, and it was Director Miao's invitation, so he readily agreed.

responded, Zheng Ren greeted Chang Yue and the professor and went directly to the operating room.

Yu Jianshui Yu was changing clothes in the locker room, and when he saw Zheng Ren coming in, he greeted him very warmly.

"Boss Zheng, the patient has come back from the examination, Director Miao greeted him, and what he did urgently was indeed the fault you said. Mr. Yu smiled and said, "Your diagnosis level is really high!"

Jung Ren smiled back.

This kind of indifferent attitude can easily make the chat awkward. Zheng Ren is better at this, he is not good at fighting with people.

Everyone's personality problems, no way.

But the level is high, and he is kind, but he doesn't want to chat.

This kind of person doesn't have too many opinions, at least Yu Jianshui has no opinions. He told himself the whole story, and the Department of Urology went through two more preoperative discussions, and formulated a postoperative recovery plan with relevant departments, and then he was ready to open today.

The surgery was not a big deal for 912's urology.

But Director Miao said a word during the ward rounds and asked Boss Zheng if he had time.

Zheng Ren didn't know what Director Miao meant, but he couldn't refuse directly. And he is somewhat interested in this operation.

In the system operating room, while training for hepatic echinococcosis surgery, Zheng Ren also practiced nephrectomy.

It doesn't hurt to know a little bit about urology and look at the surgery. It's all experience, and there's nothing down there anyway.

It's not like it's in the emergency ward in Haicheng, where it is operated on every day, and Zheng Ren's hand is a little itchy.

After changing clothes, Zheng Ren and Mr. Yu went out of the locker room together and climbed the internal stairs to the operating room on the fifth floor.

The day's work has just begun, and the operating room is busy in an orderly manner.

Except for the emergency room, all other operating rooms are open, and the doctors, itinerant nurses, and instrument nurses who transport patients to the operation are like beating notes, playing the melody of life.

"Boss Zheng, this side. Mr. Yu politely led the way to the operating room of the Department of Urology.

The patient is already lying on the operating table, and the anesthesiologist is buckling the oxygen mask, preparing for intubation, administration, and anesthesia.

"I'll take another look at the film. Zheng Rendao.

Mr. Yu picked up the piece that was put together with the medical records and handed it to Zheng Ren, and after he said it, he went to check the patient's information and look for the surgical marker left before the operation, so as not to cut the wrong kidney.

Rigorous verification is an indispensable part.

Zheng Ren inserted the film into the reader in the operating room, and looked at it again with his cheek.

There is no problem overall, Zheng Ren just habitually watches the film before the operation, although he is not a surgeon. It's a habit, a good habit, and Zheng Ren is not prepared to correct it.

As he was watching, there was a sudden commotion outside, and the sound of anxious and hurried footsteps came.

Zheng Ren's heart jumped suddenly.

But in the blink of an eye, Zheng Ren remembered that this was in 912, and the emergency rescue had nothing to do with him.

Hormone levels in the body, which have just risen a little, immediately return to normal.

After 1.235 seconds, Jung in suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The sound of footsteps and anxious shouting came from the inner operating room, not the outermost emergency operating room.

What's going on? Could it be allergies?

Zheng Ren's first reaction was an allergy to intraoperative rehydration, such as liquids such as low-molecular-weight dextran.

But even if it's an allergy, it's not a big problem, and it's enough to give the corresponding treatment. Except for a very small number of patients, severe edema symptoms will occur, resulting in sudden death or cerebral hypoxia, and becoming vegetative.

Somewhat curious, Zheng Ren put the film into the film bag, put it together with the medical records, and walked out of the operation room.

In the hallway, a nurse was running, apparently to fetch something she didn't usually use. A doctor was anxiously on the phone in the hallway, asking a senior doctor to come immediately.

The tense atmosphere, like a volcanic eruption and the ejection of magma, made the temperature of the entire operating room rise a lot.

It was the anesthesiologist who called, and after he finished the call, he hurried back to the operating room. Zheng Ren followed him, came to the door of the operation room, and took a look.

Seven or eight doctors were busy resuscitating, the patient's tracheal tube had been intubated, and the ventilator was working.

One arm sticks out of the human slit, and it looks like a patient. It's just that there seems to be something strange about my arm......

Zheng Ren frowned and looked carefully.

Someone kept touching the outstretched arm, but the arm was like being poured with reinforced concrete, and it was not hit, but trembling at a slight high frequency.

When rescuing, the movements are relatively fast, there is no gentleness, only rough, simple and fast.

But in the rough collision, the arms were still horizontal, and no matter how they touched, they barely moved, only shaking at their own frequency.

What the hell is going on?!

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