"Is the family really ready to give up?" Zheng Ren still didn't believe it.

"The diagnosis is not clear, the condition is relatively special, and Director Zhang's noodles are not accurate. The circulatory department recommends observation followed by additional tests. Su Yun spread his hands, "Because I can't eat accurately, my family is sure that something is wrong, and I directly ask to give up." ”

"Alas. Zheng Ren sighed.

"That's what the patient's father said, his lover disagreed, and he refused to leave the hospital. Su Yun said: "The one crying outside is the patient's lover." It is said that if he is discharged from the hospital and goes home to die, his lover said that he will set fire to the house, and the family will die together. ”

"......" is so strong? Zheng Ren was speechless.

"To die, the whole family to die together, neatly. Su Yun sneered: "This is the original words of the patient's lover. ”

Zheng Ren was speechless, he was very reluctant to contact this kind of family conflict. No matter how deep or shallow the doctor is, most of the time the family is reconciled, and the circle is complete, and the doctors involved in it don't know when they were sold.

"Director Zhang has a headache, and she has to pick up Dr. Mehal together in the afternoon. Su Yun suddenly smiled.

"Pick up?" Zheng Ren thought to himself, is there anything wrong with her?

"Dr. Mehal and his wife are both masters of the Department of Circulatory Internal Medicine, and Director Zhang's teacher is a student of Mrs. Doctor, so they have to pick it up. Su Yun said.

"It's a real headache. Zheng Ren said expressionlessly, and then turned around to leave.

"Aren't you going to check it out?"

"If it's a medical treatment or surgery, I'm fine. But there are obvious differences in the family, what do you want me to do?" Zheng Ren said.

Zheng Ren was right, Su Yun didn't have a good way. Isn't that?

In short, there is nothing good to be done by anyone.

Zheng Ren just took a look, but he didn't see the patient's systematic diagnosis, and his family didn't agree to the treatment, so why bother with that effort.

"Let's go, go back and prepare, you have sorted out the data of the TIPS operation. Zheng Ren asked.

"When you think about it, the cucumber dishes are cold. Su Yun disdainfully, "I've sent you an email, and you can take a look at it when you have time, so I can talk to Dr. Mehal." ”

"There's nothing to say, it's a nuisance. What Dr. Charles can't do, you think I'll do?" Zheng Ren said lightly.

Regarding the Nobel Prize, it is not awarded to clinical procedures, this is a "rule", an unspoken rule, and Zheng Ren did not want to solve this matter by himself.

Whether you can win the Nobel Prize or not, it really doesn't matter.

Even if you can take it, it will take more than ten years or decades, and when the time comes, there will be troubles and joys at that time, who knows what the situation will be?

The two of them were talking as they walked slowly down the corridor outside the ICU ward. There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and Director Zhang of the Circulatory Department strode over with his doctors, heroic and heroic.

The circulatory department is like this, Zheng Ren knows.

When it comes to emergency care, the cardiology department can be ranked as the best in the hospital along with the emergency department. Even more urgent than the emergency department, it is impossible to walk without wind. This is a habit that has been formed over many years, and it cannot be broken.

Zheng Ren deliberately slowed down, he didn't want to greet Director Zhang. For example, Director Luo of the Department of Gastroenterology, who had to pay homage to the department of the dock, pinched his nose and went. However, the Department of Circulatory Medicine does not overlap with the current business, and Zheng Ren does not want to talk to people too much.

It's boring to say hello with false affection.

Su Yun could feel what Zheng Ren was thinking, and he especially despised this product. In this way, it took a month to open up 912 related departments, which is really a reversal of luck.

Director Zhang changed his clothes and walked out of the ICU gate. As soon as the door opened, the faint sound outside was a little clearer and more real.

The woman was holding a boy and pointing at an old man with gray hair about sixty years old opposite, who was scolding angrily.

Zheng Ren had a headache when he heard it, fortunately he was not his own patient, so he hurried back to read the book and read the information, and Dr. Mehal would come in the afternoon. Although I am not interested in the Nobel Prize, there are some things that need to be said.

There is always an ideal, what if it is realized?

Su Yun was very trusting, and looked out while changing clothes.

Director Zhang went to persuade him, but it had no effect, and the more he persuaded him, the more chaotic he became.

After the quarrel, the patient's lover cried too much, and sat on the ground with the child in his arms, looking a little pitiful. Zheng Ren saw that there were a lot of people, so he didn't think much about it, and when he walked through the crowd, he had to go back to the interventional department.

"Child, it's not that I don't want to save it, Xiaozhi is your husband and my son, flesh and blood. The old man cried as he spoke, "The master has said that this is all fate." His brother walked like this the year before last, and now he has encountered the exact same situation, what do you think I can do?"

"I don't care! The family is bankrupt, and our mother and mother will be cured if we go to ask for food!" the woman roared hysterically, as if she was overly emotional, and had fallen into a state of madness.

"Boss, don't you look like Zou Jiahua's illness?" Su Yun suddenly asked.

Family history, ventricular fibrillation, cardiac arrest, is quite similar, but not as heavy as Zou Jiahua. Zou Jiahua's illness, if it weren't for the money, several emergency doctors monitored it 24 hours a day, I am afraid that the person would have been gone.

If you don't say that money is a good thing, many times it can really buy a life. Zheng Ren shook his head, and just wanted to say something, when suddenly there was a loud commotion behind him, and when he looked back, the woman was holding the child and opened the window, and she had already stood up.

"Mother, I'm going to die here with my child!" The woman was already crazy, her eyes were round, the corners of her eyes were faintly cracked, and a trace of blood flowed down.

Zheng Ren's heart tightened, his blood pressure soared, and his heart rate instantly reached 120 beats per minute.

As soon as his mind moved, his footsteps moved to the side, but at this time, he saw that Su Yun was also in general action, hidden in the crowd, in the same direction as his own movement.

Zheng Ren's body moved, and he moved in the other direction.

At the same time, Su Yun is also an ordinary action.

Can you not be so synchronous, Zheng Ren wants to cry without tears. The woman stood on the windowsill, holding the child in her hands, not holding the window frame at all. The wind was whining outside, and his body was shaking, and he would fall down at any moment.

The child is not big, only two or three years old, and his ignorant eyes look around, not knowing what is happening.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun glanced at each other, their eyes staggered, one to the left and the other to the right, this time they found the right direction.

"Come down, don't be impulsive!" Director Zhang Lin shouted anxiously.

It's a mess, and no one can hear what is being said.

The woman's face was firm, holding the child in one hand and pointing at the old man with the other, her voice was sharp, and her hair was blown away by the wind, like a ghost: "I'm dead, I go to you every day to see how your master saves you!"

After speaking, as soon as the body moves, it is about to jump.