I know in my heart that the kind of person who is confused on the surface can still be seen most of the time. If it is in a grassroots hospital, it can be directly pushed to a higher-level hospital.

As for how to deal with the higher-level hospital, it is necessary to look at the personality and way of doing things of the doctor in charge of the bed and the professor who leads the group.

But this kind of brain tendon is very troublesome.

He believes that as long as he is sent to the hospital, he can be cured, and he does not accept any complications.

This kind of patient Chang Yue can understand, which can be regarded as amazing.

Zheng Ren didn't bother to ask what happened and how Chang Yue communicated. In fact, the main thing is to ask, and Chang Yue probably won't explain it.

"I'll look at Dr. Mehal, and if the timing of the operation is confirmed, the surgery will be fixed for this patient. Zheng Rendao.

"Fugui'er came once in the morning. Chang Yue and Zheng Ren said: "I said that you had surgery, and he said that you came back and told him." ”

"Okay, I'm getting ready to go once. Since Fugui'er is coming, then ask about the situation, and I will go with him. Zheng Ren sat on the chair, lazy, about to fall asleep.

Chang Yue took out his mobile phone and called Professor Rudolf Wagner, but he was a little hesitant. Although Zheng Ren was very comfortable in the sun, he noticed this.

After the call, Zheng Ren asked, "Is there something going on in the ward?" or something else?"

"Mr. Zheng, patients have been discharged one after another today, and new patients have been admitted to ......"

"Is there a problem? I'll take a look at it later. Zheng Ren didn't care much about the patient's condition. In 912, outpatient admission is a slow diagnosis, and those who are really anxious all go to the emergency department, where can they get the outpatient admission.

Chang Yue closed the door with his hand back, his expression very serious.

It was the lunch break, and the only people in the office besides her were Zheng Ren and Liu Zewei.

This move made Zheng Ren serious. Liu Zewei also stopped what he was doing and looked at Chang Yue intently, with a serious expression.

"You take a look at the patient, and if it's confirmed, I recommend notifying the medical department and calling the police. Chang Yue said cautiously.

"Huh?" Zheng Renleng paused.

"When Lao Liu and I went to see the patient, his hands were good. Chang Yue said: "I just passed by and saw the patient's daughter feeding him, hiding her hands in the quilt. ”

Zheng Ren knew that things would definitely not be so simple.

"I went to take a look, and the patient had his hands tied, was angry, and refused to eat. But his daughter said nothing and didn't let go, and finally the patient gave up struggling. Chang Yue said very seriously: "It looks very pitiful, and I highly suspect that it is illegal detention." ”

"Illegal detention, and brought to the imperial capital to see a doctor?" Zheng Ren put forward his thoughts.

"That's where it can't be understood. Chang Yue was also confused, "I haven't communicated with the patient's family yet, and I want to wait for you to come back and get an idea." ”

"Let's go, let's see. Zheng Ren simply stood up and strode out.

Chang Yue followed behind Zheng Ren, and at this time she looked like a clinical bed doctor.

Coming to a ward, Chang Yue took two quick steps and whispered to Zheng Ren: "The patient by the window." ”

Zheng Ren walked over and saw a woman in her forties sitting at the bedside table and peeling the fruit. Very serious and skilled.

The peel of the apple was connected in a line, hanging down, shaking slightly.

She said while flattening the fruit: "Dad, don't lose your temper, this is the imperial capital, not our family." If we annoy the doctors and nurses and get kicked out, all our money during this time will be wasted. ”

The patient is lying on the bed with his eyes closed and looking annoyed.

It seems that he doesn't want to eat apples at all, just angry.

"This is Professor Zheng, and your father's surgery will be performed by Professor Zheng. Chang Yue introduced to the patient's family.

Zheng Ren was stunned, and then remembered that Director Mao seemed to have taken four red books that day, and while he and Su Yun were promoted to the principal and deputy high positions, they also became professors.

I thought it was far away, but I didn't expect it to be close at hand. It's just that he forgot it, but Chang Yue still remembers.

When the patient's daughter saw the doctor coming, she immediately stood up. Holding an apple in one hand and a fruit knife in the other, he wanted to greet Zheng Ren, but the things in his hands were too unserious.

She was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'll take a look at the patient. Zheng Ren looked at the woman out of the corner of his eye and said casually. At the same time, his brow furrowed.

The red color of the patient system panel is prominent, and that is due to portal hypertension. In addition to this, there is a whole host of senile diseases. A rare diagnosis was mixed in, and Jung in almost got it right.

He was slightly stunned, looked at it for a few seconds, and began to examine the body before the patient's family noticed the abnormality.

He first comforted the patient with gentle words and communicated with the patient.

The patient has a big temper, is as stubborn as a child, and refuses to talk to Zheng Ren. The patient's daughter was a little embarrassed and cramped, for fear that Zheng Ren would be angry.

"It's fine. Zheng Ren smiled, "Patients with liver disease have a bad temper, but it's best to control this." ”

The patient's daughter nodded repeatedly.

"There is no scientific basis, but in traditional Chinese medicine, it is said that liver stagnation and qi stagnation, which is the truth. We are Western medicine, and the matter of Chinese medicine is just casually talked. Actually, some of the arguments still make sense. Zheng Ren said with a smile, and the relationship between the patient and the patient's family was pulled.

"Yes, I grew up remembering my dad had a bad temper. Now that I'm getting older, my temper is getting more and more short-tempered. The patient's daughter said with deep feelings.

Zheng Ren lifted the quilt and saw the patient's hands tied to the bed stall. The white cloth belt is used, which is very wide, and it seems that it is afraid that the patient will struggle too hard and cause ischemia.

There is also a red cord on each hand, like the one used for blessings.

The patient's daughter wanted to explain, but seeing that Zheng Ren didn't see it, she asked the patient to circle her legs, rub her hands, and start the physical examination.

The examination was completed quickly, and Zheng Ren took a look at all the patients who had just been admitted to the same ward.

After the examination, Zheng Ren waved to the patient's daughter at the beginning and motioned for her to come when he left.

When he arrived at the office, Zheng Ren sat down with a smile on his face and asked, "Does the patient have a history of cerebral infarction?

The patient's daughter listened to Zheng Ren's direct question, her expression was a little strange, but then she lowered her head with a heavy heart.

Chang Yue sat on the side, carefully observing the expressions and movements of the patient's family.

"It should be explained before the operation, otherwise once the patient is agitated during the operation, the outcome will be unimaginable. Zheng Ren said flatly.

Zheng ...... Professor. The patient's daughter whispered, it was really awkward to call such a young doctor a professor.

"Hmm. ”

"Well, I'll tell you the truth, but when you're done, don't fail to treat my father. The patient's daughter said hesitantly.

"Don't worry. Zheng Ren smiled, generous and calm.

"My dad is evil, if he doesn't tie it up, he will strangle himself. There was an eerie fear in the woman's eyes.

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Uh, won't break here, I'm writing...... I just came back from out of town, and Mu You has saved the manuscript. Send it at nine or ten o'clock, don't send the blade......