Chapter 110 The Means of Walking Between Light and Darkness

Zheng Ren took out his mobile phone and made a call to the emergency department.

Soon, the flat car came, and the nurse ran out of breath.

"It's alright." Zheng Ren leaned over to the nurse and whispered.

"The troublemaker?" The nurse is also well-informed and experienced. Glancing at the surroundings, he made a guess.

"Yeah." After a brief exchange between Zheng Ren and the nurse, he hurriedly lifted the rogue man onto the flat car and went straight to the emergency department.

When he arrived at the emergency department, he didn't find the observation ward. Zheng Ren pushed the flat cart directly into the empty treatment room, closed the door and said seriously, "The condition is very serious, the patient is in a coma, and the matter is serious."

The little traffic policeman's face turned pale with fright.

Without social experience, he could not judge the true meaning of Zheng Ren's words at all.

"Prepare for rescue!" Zheng Ren clicked his eyes and hinted to the little traffic policeman, but continued to speak seriously.

Then he went out, found the night shift nurse, and whispered a few words.

The nurse's eyes crooked with laughter, "Mr. Zheng, seeing your thick eyebrows and big eyes, how can you be so bad."

"Drinking and driving, making trouble, isn't that enough?" Zheng Ren said with a smile.

The most annoying thing in the hospital is drunk driving and drinking racks.

Zheng Ren is not disgusted by drinking. But many poor wine drinkers become another person once they drink too much, and many human tragedies happen inadvertently.

For example, a student who is going to take the college entrance examination the next day is hit by a drunk driver while walking into a vegetative state. For example, a husband takes his pregnant wife for a walk and is taken away by a drunk driver...

Therefore, Zheng Ren hates this kind of person the most.

Zheng Ren is indeed a good person, but he is not a pure good person. He has his own judgment. At a certain moment, it will also violate the rules and secretly use small means.

For example this time.

The nurse went to refill, then came to the disposal room and started giving the drunken rascal intravenously.

Then hang up another bottle of drip and drive to full speed.

"If I can wake up, I'm probably fine. If I can't, I have to send it to rescue." Zheng Ren said nonsense very seriously.

The little traffic policeman was in a cold sweat, and he did not know what kind of battle between heaven and man. It is estimated that in his heart he has already thought about his tragic fate after being suspended from work and the tragic fate of his life.

"No...it's alright...it's okay." The little traffic policeman shivered and stammered.

Zheng Ren patted his shoulder in comfort.

The little traffic policeman still didn't understand what Zheng Ren meant, and it was estimated that his mind had gone blank.

"Doctor, can something happen?" the little traffic policeman said pitifully, "I really didn't touch him."

"It depends on the efficacy of the medicine." Zheng Ren had a relaxed expression and a serious tone. "I just took the special medicine. If the patient can wake up, it will be fine. If he doesn't wake up, he will go to the hospital."

After speaking, Zheng Ren turned around and left, without even looking at the rogue man who pretended to be in a coma.

Sitting on the red hard plastic chair at the door, Zheng Ren talked about the situation in the group, and then asked the other side.

Zheng Yunxia's enhanced CT has been completed, and now everyone is back in the emergency ward, discussing about going out to eat.

Zheng Ren was very speechless, and every time everyone had a dinner party and threw themselves away. Although I don't like to eat, I don't like that kind of lively scene, but there is a feeling of being abandoned by the whole world.

This feeling made Zheng Ren a little unhappy.

Xie Yiren seemed to feel Zheng Ren's mood through the screen, and brought him meals.

Chang Yue said in the group that he checked the ward again, and the patients were all stable, just let Zheng Ren come back after work, don't worry.

Then the chat group went quiet.

This is really going out for dinner, Zheng Ren reluctantly turned off his phone.

Go, go, young people, they all like to be lively, he thought old-fashioned.

About five minutes later, the door of the disposal room suddenly opened, and a person was covered in alcohol, and his feet were vain, but he rushed out at a very fast speed.

In the background, the small traffic policeman stared at everything in front of him.

All this is beyond his cognition of the world, what happened? A scoundrel who made it clear that he wanted to play dead actually ignored legal sanctions and stopped playing dead.

Could it be that the doctor just gave a drug that was discovered by conscience?

Out of instinct, the little traffic policeman followed behind the rogue.

"Turn left in the bathroom." Zheng Ren reminded loudly behind him.

"..." The small traffic policeman staggered.

A few minutes later, the rogue man walked back dejectedly. Don't pretend to be dead, because the scene just now is enough to explain everything.

At this time, an older traffic policeman came to the scene, and after asking about the situation, pointed at the rogue man's nose and scolded him. His momentum and morality had the absolute upper hand, and then arranged for a small traffic policeman to deal with follow-up matters such as blood collection.

"Brother, thank you for what happened just now." The old traffic policeman emphasized with a jerk, but Zheng Ren thought it was good.

"It's okay, it should be."

"Do you smoke?"

"Let's go."

The two came out of the building, the cold wind swooshed, Zheng Ren tightened his white clothes, took the cigarette handed by the old traffic policeman, and took a deep puff.

It's not easy, whether it's a doctor or a police officer.

If you really spit it out, an old spit can be sprayed to the ends of the earth.

The two chatted briefly and left a contact information. When the old traffic policeman saw that Zheng Ren was wearing less clothes, he extinguished the cigarette, threw it into the ashtray on the trash can, and said goodbye to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren went around the emergency department on the way. The weather was getting colder and the emergency department was not very busy, because there were almost no people drinking and fighting in the middle of the night. However, the emergency medical department is busy, and the number of patients with cerebral hemorrhage and myocardial infarction has skyrocketed.

Alpine regions are not suitable for human habitation. If these patients are in the southern coastal areas, it should be no big deal.

Zheng Ren turned around and then returned to the emergency ward.

Only the night shift nurse sat alone at the nurse station, Zheng Ren said hello and went back to the office to start reading.

Half an hour later, Zheng Ren received a call from the old traffic police.

He thanked him again on the phone. After all, if Zheng Ren was not on the verge of breaking the rules, it would be very troublesome to deal with.

Zheng Ren said politely and hung up the phone.

The drug he pushed to the rascal was furosemide, and the liquid he hung was mannitol.

If it is dealt with according to the cerebral hemorrhage, the medicine required is not particularly out of the ordinary. The key is that after the two-pronged approach, the bodily fluids in the rogue man's body turn into urine in the bladder in a very short time.

It's really dying.

But Zheng Ren has also seen hob meat who would rather urinate incontinence.

This kind of hob meat is repeatedly checked and determined to be fine, and then the urethral catheterization is started, once every one or two hours.

There are basically few people who can continue to pretend to be in a coma for the sake of extorting some money.

Just solved it, Zheng Ren shook his head and forgot about it.

This kind of episode is only a small part of the daily life of the emergency department, not even a small wave.

The real stormy waves are all kinds of strange rescues, which make adrenaline surge, and the high-energy phosphate bond of adenosine triphosphate cracks.

It was a quiet night. Two hours later, Zheng Ren checked the ward again before the patient went to bed. After taking the appropriate measures, he finally finished the book "Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery".

Su Yun also happened to return to the emergency ward full of food and drink at this time.

Thanks to the dreamy little confused ghost, the book friend 130721222647357, and the cat reading the book.