The patient was picked up by Feng Qing, and Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief for the time being.

He believes in Feng Qing's level, although he is not good at speaking, his level is still very high. It's not about cross talk, why is a doctor so slippery?

If you are going to be hospitalized for endocrinology, you may be hesitant to go to neurosurgery or something if you have a head injury.

The patient's luck was good, there were a few neighbors who were willing to pay him for medical treatment, and he could also meet a relatively high-level doctor like Feng Qing.

Sent away to the emergency room, the pot has been boiled in this consultation room.

In less than half an hour, there were nearly 20 patients queuing outside.

Zheng Ren is also very helpless, emergency...... No wonder no one wants to do it.

Along the way, Zheng Ren took a patient with acute appendicitis to the inpatient department and called Su Yun to prepare for surgery.

When he called, Zheng Ren's mood was a little complicated.

I usually answer the phone by myself, but now I call by myself, and the misalignment of the roles has a somewhat inexplicable feeling.

As soon as I finished lunch, it was already dark. Zheng Ren didn't bother to order dinner, and it wasn't until after six o'clock that the patients in the consultation room were emptied.

I was able to catch my breath, and the next thing was to wait for the patients to burst after eight o'clock.

Zheng Ren took the time to pull Fan Tianshui to smoke outside the side door, and just took two puffs, before he could say anything to Fan Tianshui, he heard a voice in the corridor.

"Doctor...... I have a stomachache ......."

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, then his mood became irritable, and he opened the door and shouted, "Keep quiet in the hospital, I don't know." ”

Su Yun smiled and closed his voice and walked over to Zheng Ren.

"Didn't I come to see you? Su Yun said with a smile.

"Appendicitis done?"

"It's already done, let me tell you, the professor and the director of the interventional department of the medical university have been waiting for you for an afternoon. Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren shook his head and sighed, "There is no time." ”

"Aren't I here for you for a moment? Su Yun blew a mouthful of the black hair on his forehead and said, "For academic things, try to sit down." You must pay attention to this, Boss Zheng. ”

Saying that, Su Yun changed his face and said, "TIPS surgery, new surgical methods, don't tell them everything." At the very least, we'll have to wait until my professor and I publish the article. ”

"There's no need. Zheng Ren waved his hand.

Zheng Ren's idea is very simple, now it is estimated that there is only one doctor in the world who is involved in the master-level level, and he can completely crush others with his strength, and it is really unnecessary to worry about these things.

Su Yun was a little surprised, and glanced at Zheng Ren, the black hair on his forehead fluttering.

After a few seconds, he said leisurely, "Boss, sometimes I think you're pretending to be stupid, and sometimes I think you're really stupid." ”

"It's pretty much the same. ”

"Well, add it like life, or add it like love, and your words can become a thick and greasy chicken soup. Su Yun sprayed: "Do you know that a new surgical method can improve your academic status...... The best way to be in the middle of nowhere?"

Zheng Ren smiled, looked at Su Yun, and said seriously: "There's no need, everyone has learned, and they can treat patients early, and more people will benefit from it." Hiding and hiding, it's completely unnecessary, it's like life. ”

"......" Su Yun's eyes suddenly sharpened, and Zheng Ren knew that he was preparing to fire on himself with full firepower.

Fan Tianshui looked at the two people who had no nutrition here, and smiled innocently.

But before Su Yun could speak, the nurse shouted, "Mr. Zheng, there are patients." ”

Zheng Ren hurriedly snuffed out his cigarette and hurried back to the corridor.

A middle-aged man in his fifties, with a ruddy face and a little sadness, was pulled by a child and appeared in his eyes.

The middle-aged man kept saying no, and the young man looked stubborn.

The appearance of a young man of nineteen or twenty is when he is in good health, and although the middle-aged man is also very firm, he can't screw him.

"Doctor, look at my uncle, save him!" the young man saw Zheng Ren hurriedly coming over, and said with tears in his words.

Zheng Ren glanced at the system diagnosis in the upper right corner of his field of vision, and his heart was half cold.

No, not to mention half of it, the whole heart is cold.

Su Yun said in a strange voice: "In the hospital, what are you fighting for?"

"Su Yun!" Zheng Ren scolded in a low voice, then came to the two of them and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

Su Yun was a little surprised, but then realized that there must be something wrong with the patient, otherwise an honest and honest person like Zheng Ren would definitely not use this tone to talk to him.

He followed behind Zheng Ren solemnly, carefully observing the middle-aged man.

"Doctor, my uncle has drunk pesticides!" The young man was about to cry, grabbed Zheng Ren's arm, and said, "Doctor, please, save him." ”

"Su Yun, take the patient to gastric lavage. Zheng Ren's voice was low, full of the majesty of a senior doctor.

Su Yun knew that the matter was very serious when he heard the voice, but seeing that this middle-aged man was jumping around and there was nothing wrong, he felt strange in his heart.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and his face changed suddenly.

didn't argue with Zheng Ren, Su Yun took the middle-aged man directly to the rescue room to wash his stomach.

"You, come with me. After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he took the young man to the internal medicine clinic and asked him to sit down, and Zheng Ren asked, "What pesticides did you drink?"

"I don't know what the pesticide is, so I drank most of the bottle. The young man said, placing a canvas bag in front of him, opening it, and taking out half a bottle of pesticides.

"Doctor, this is it. The young man's tears were already flowing, "I know, gastric lavage will be fine, yes, yes." ”

Zheng Ren glanced at the pesticide, and the big pig's trotters in the system were not wrong, and sure enough, it was paraquat!

This is the first time that Zheng Ren has sincerely hoped that the big pig's trotters have given a wrong diagnosis after being bound by the system.

However, the system's indifference once again proved it right.

"What's your name?" Zheng Ren tried to keep his tone as soft as he could, trying to reassure the young man.

"My name is Chu Wenshan. The young man said.

"Xiao Chu, do you go to school, or do you work?" Zheng Ren did not continue to talk about his illness, but chatted with Chu Wenshan about family life.

Chu Wenshan felt a little weird, he stood up, and two lines of tears dripped from his eyes.

"Doctor, I'm in my third year in the provincial capital. Chu Wenshan said: "You...... What do you have...... Just say anything. ”

"You sit down first. Zheng Ren looked him in the eye and said.

Chu Wenshan seemed to have heard Zheng Ren's words in his heart, and sat tremblingly in front of Zheng Ren.

"Paraquat, there is hope in small doses, although ...... Actually, there is not much hope. But after the patient drank so much, there was really no hope. Zheng Ren reluctantly told the truth.

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The plot was originally deleted, but during the Chinese New Year, my classmates worked in Nanfang Hospital, and they encountered such a case again. Although the state has not allowed manufacturing, there are always some. I didn't write about the previous case, but I briefly described it later, and tried to lighten the sad atmosphere as much as possible.

Live seriously and work hard. No matter how difficult it is, after a while, it will be light to look back.

Ten years ago, a little nurse, every night shift, I invited her to drink Coke. Because he couldn't marry his boyfriend who had been together for five or six years, he committed suicide. Well, it's not for fun. I went to work the next day and she was still semi-conscious. Tell me, man, I want to drink Coke.

Whether it's taking medicine or other means, to be honest, it's quite sinful. Now the girl is married, has children, and is happy and happy. But when it comes to this impulse, I am full of regrets. It's not dead, but it's broken.

You can't say it anymore, and if you say it again, you'll be charged. As the old saying goes, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, don't be afraid, don't panic, and look.