Chapter 1146 Master 1147 (23500 Plus Change × 4 Monthly Ticket)

It must be because of Boss Zheng that the provincial hospital will use Changfeng's consumables. And the imperial capital's liver and gallbladder must be the reason.

On the second day of Changfeng, Liu Xiaojie "quickly" found the reason. It's just that she can't completely believe that these things are beyond her knowledge of the world.

For a few hours, the white horse passed the gap.

Zheng Ren contacted Su Yun in the car, but Su Yun was eating and drinking with Zhao Yunlong and others, and he simply perfunctory Zheng Ren was over.

It seems that I'm not here, so I don't have to work hard, everyone's life is going well, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Originally wanted to return directly to the Palme d'Or, but could not rest assured that Director Miao, Zheng Ren still made a request with Xie Yi people in a soft-spoken manner, and went directly to 912.

And Feng Xuhui drove Professor Liu to find a hotel to check in, but did not follow.

When he came to the ICU, Zheng Ren walked in quietly and saw Mr. Yu sitting on the chair beside the bed dozing off. The numbers displayed on the monitor told Director Zheng Renmiao that his condition was still stable.

The red color in the system panel was also slightly lighter, and it seemed that his condition had improved. The worst-case scenario—brain hemorrhage and complications such as DIC—wasn't seen.

so far so good.

Zheng Ren glanced at Director Miao, inserted a tracheal tube, and connected countless instruments and circuits to his body, carefully protecting the fragile life with mechanical power, so that this weak flame of life would not be extinguished.

Director Miao is a little thin. I don't know if it's because of his subjective feelings, or because he hasn't eaten for 2-3 days, and it's only caused by high intravenous nutrition.

But that's not a problem. Zheng Ren gently touched Director Miao's pale face, then turned around and walked to the doctor's computer, and began to look for Director Miao's latest laboratory test.

In two days, hundreds of tests, Zheng Ren looked at it from the very beginning.

It took nearly half an hour for Zheng Ren to read the test sheet from the beginning. The overall state can be said to be recovering quickly, which may be related to the timely operation of the operation; it may also be related to the 912 hospital's rescue at all costs.

In the past two days, there have been eight consultations in the hospital alone, and almost all members of the health care team have participated... Of course, except for Zheng Ren, Su Yun seems to have not participated.

Many experts from outside the hospital have also come, and the results of the treatment are satisfactory, which almost represents the highest level of medical technology in the country.

Zheng Ren closed the workstation silently, feeling a little more at ease.

If there are no special circumstances, Director Miao should be considered alive, Zheng Ren is sure of this.

The rest is time to heal the wounds in body and mind. There is no better medicine in this world than time.

Without communicating or speaking, Zheng Ren walked out of the ICU in silence.

That's it, at least for now, the situation is satisfactory. Zheng Ren took a deep breath and felt that he still had some negative energy in his body. Wait for it to dissipate before getting in the car.

Zheng Ren didn't want to pass on these negative energies to Xiao Yiren.

In his opinion, as long as you sit on the Volvo with a bulging front and a back, you are going home. All negative emotions such as tiredness should not be brought into the car.

Because of Director Miao's incident, I lost my temper for the first time. But Zheng Ren is awake now. He left a message for Xiao Yiren and walked around the hospital.

Although he went back to Haicheng and had many surgeries, he didn't have a serious rest, but Zheng Ren felt that he was full of energy now.

I'm really a hard worker. Thinking about it, Zheng Ren smiled.

Unconsciously, when I came to the outpatient clinic, there were many people in the lobby on the first floor, all of them came to register.

There are too many people who can't afford scalpers, and this is a way for them to get a new life. Many people came with quilts, and Zheng Ren knew that they might not necessarily be patients. It might be the subordinates of the scalpers who were only responsible for registration. (Note 1)

Looking at these registered people, Zheng Ren thought of Wu Hui. Diagnosis and treatment may be delayed in community hospitals, but high-level doctors cannot save everyone. But what is right and wrong, who can say?

Looking at it, Zheng Ren suddenly noticed that the system panel suddenly turned bright red.

Someone is seriously ill!

Zheng Ren walked towards the bright red background color, and when he got closer, he saw a set of tattered mattresses on the marble floor of the outpatient clinic, on which lay a woman in her forties. Her face was flushed, probably from fever.

Her hair was messy, and at a glance, it was obvious that she had not washed it for a long time, and it was a little oily and a little dirty. The man's hand gently brushed her cheek, and although he looked rude to himself, he was full of love for the woman.

The diagnosis of this big pig's hoof by the system is very confusing, at least in Zheng Ren's view - after appendectomy, chronic infectious peritonitis, ascites, multiple organ malformations.

Lots of diagnoses, nothing too special.

As for multiple organ malformations, the most people have heard of is the mirror man. That is, the organs on the left are all on the right, and the organs on the right are on the left.

Zheng Ren also heard people say that there is a heart in the abdominal cavity.

They are all in their 40s. Even if there is an organ deformity, it is nothing. If it is serious, the person would have died long ago, and it is absolutely impossible to live to such an old age.

But where is the problem? Looking at the color of the system panel, if this person waits for the account, it is estimated that it will be even more serious, and there is no chance of surgery.

"Where are you from? Are you queuing up here to register?" Zheng Ren walked over, crouched down, and asked.

An unshaven man looked arrogant, glared at Zheng Ren, and said, "I don't have the money to buy a high-priced registered ticket, get out!"

Zheng Ren smiled and didn't care. It is estimated that this person regards himself as a number peddler, so he is so arrogant.

But it is also very difficult, what should I say in casual clothes? If you say that you are the doctor of 912, will other people flock to see you?

Doing this made him feel a little uncomfortable, Zheng Ren smiled bitterly.

"I'm not a trafficker, I'm a fortune teller." Zheng Ren said nonsense.

The bearded man looked at Zheng Ren with a puzzled expression.

"It's up to you to believe it or not." Zheng Ren still wanted to talk nonsense, but someone beside him reprimanded: "There are too many masters here, which school are you from, let me know."

At first glance, this person is a scalper who stayed up all night in line, grinning and using himself to pass the time. Zheng Ren didn't care, he moved closer to the beard, and whispered, "The patient's condition has not improved after the appendicitis operation, or he continues to have a fever. The treatment in your local hospital has no effect. That's why he came to the imperial capital."

Beard's eyes widened, he looked at Zheng Ren with a stunned expression, and then a little light flashed in his eyes, as if he saw hope.

"Grandmaster……"

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Note 1: This is the situation many years ago. It has been a long time since I went to the Imperial Capital and a large tertiary hospital. It is said that the situation is slightly better now? However, this paragraph is set by the outline, so it is described as such, everyone forgives it.