Chapter 1191: Damn Things

Zheng Ren left Director Kong's office, wondering if he should look at the prospect of gastric fundus artery embolization with his real eyes.

But when I think of that state of exhaustion, I feel a lingering fear in my heart. Although it didn't take a month to recharge, it basically recovered when I returned to China. But the big pig's hoof is rarely explained, and it takes a month to recharge, which makes sense.

It's not a sudden illness, and I can't take risks. Zheng Ren finally decided to count with his fingers, and we'll talk about it in a month.

Anyway, the side of the community hospital is being renovated, and it will take a few weeks. Even if the decoration is completed, can patients who have TIPS surgery be placed first?

The person Lin Jiaojiao knew didn't come to the operation, so she just gave herself some time to think about it. If you want to persuade Lin Jiaojiao to meet again, don't worry.

With the new technique, there are bound to be 10,000 pits waiting for him. Seeing it with real eyes is the best thing to do.

Now, Zheng Ren is less resistant to the Eye of Truth. It's just that the refractory period is a bit long, and the side effects are a bit too big.

"Su Yun, go." Zheng Ren came to the office without going in, and greeted Su Yun directly.

"Go to ICU?" Su Yun knew what Zheng Ren was thinking, and the corners of his mouth rose, mocking.

"Look at the patient and Director Miao after yesterday's operation." Zheng Ren said.

"It's not your patient, why do you care so much." Although Su Yun said so, he followed Zheng Ren all the way out of the interventional department.

Bullying is just a habit. No matter what, not saying a few words is always unaccustomed.

"I had the surgery a bit late yesterday, and I'm still feeling very tired. But the mutton in the Qiyang restaurant is really good. This year, Xiao Yiren gets the Abai goat again. We have to borrow a big iron pot and have a good meal." Su Yun said.

"Do I need to find you some iron-covered Maotai?" Zheng Ren pouted and asked.

"It's fine to fly, Tiegai Maotai feels distressed when you drink it." Su Yun said with a babble.

"Going to the ICU, I don't know what happened to Director Miao." Zheng Ren said.

"I've been there, and I'm in good shape. The ventilator assists breathing after the tracheotomy. I wrote a sentence yesterday. Guess what?"

"Any phlegm?" Zheng Ren guessed.

Generally, the most common postoperative patient is phlegm, and when they wake up, they will feel suffocated. Or the foreign body sensation caused by the tracheal intubation tube makes the patient feel uncomfortable, like a feeling of phlegm.

"No, let President Yu go shopping with his girlfriend, you don't need to guard him here." Su Yun smiled.

"It's not easy to be hospitalized. President Yu is honest. This hospitalization is not easy."

The subtle difference between the two is not easy, only those who have been engaged in medical care and have been hospitalized will know.

With that said, the two came to the ICU. At the door of the ward, a group of family members gathered around, and there was a faint cry in the middle.

This is the normal state of the ICU. After all, the people who go in are all very heavy, and it would be good to have half of them come out alive.

Half of it is a bit of an exaggeration, but it's hell closed here. Don't talk about the cost, just talk about the danger, that is, other departments can't compare. It can be compared with the intensive care unit outside the child.

Some people cry, some laugh, and most people, most of the time, are flat. This is the world. Zheng Ren didn't believe it either, so he dragged Su Yun, who was going to have a look, into the ICU.

Change your clothes, change your shoes, wear a hat and a mask to go in.

I first took a look at the patient who underwent surgery yesterday, who is still having a high fever and is cooling down with an ice blanket. It is said that the blood picture is particularly high and the infection symptoms are obvious.

Antibiotics have been used in Meineng and Wangu, and they are really useless. But at this time, it is not necessary.

Zheng Ren glanced at the system panel, the red color had subsided, and he was slightly relieved. As long as the infection can be controlled after the operation, the rest is to perform repatriation surgery within two weeks to a month, and the colon and rectum will be reanastomated.

Hope he has a new life.

He took a look at Director Miao, his eyes were covered with gauze, and he was sleeping. The well-proportioned sound of the ventilator sounds reassuring.

All kinds of conditions have improved, and I chatted with the doctor in the ICU a few words, saying that they are going to remove the tracheal intubation within three days to see the situation.

Trial extubation is necessary. Long-term use of a ventilator and long-term bed rest will cause severe lung infection.

Plus in the ICU, what bacteria are there? Once infected with all antibiotic-resistant bacteria like Bowman's immobility or other unknown superbugs, it can be fatal.

Seeing Director Miao lying quietly on the bed, Zheng Ren felt a little relieved. Glancing at the laboratory test sheet, there was nothing wrong, and my heart was even more peaceful. However, Mr. Yu was not there. It was estimated that Director Miao had driven him away. A strange little doctor was beside the bed, maybe a graduate student of Director Miao came to escort him.

After a glance, nothing happened, and just as he was about to go out, several doctors came in.

The leading person was a female doctor in her fifties. Although she wore a hat and mask, her murderous aura could not be concealed.

Zheng Ren frowned, what's going on?

"Director Zhang of the Department of Circulatory Medicine is said to be no worse than the chief directors of Fuwai and An Zhen." Su Yun said in a low voice.

Something must have happened, or no one wants to be filled with unhappiness.

Zheng Ren glanced at it, and his footsteps slowed down slightly. Su Yun felt the change, hehe smiled, and said, "Let me ask?"

"Go."

Zheng Ren stopped and observed Director Zhang's route. She went directly to a patient, picked up the medical record clip, and read the patient's test list.

Su Yun followed behind, grabbed a little doctor's white clothes, and chatted a few words in a low voice.

The little doctor was not very old, less than thirty years old. It seems that he and Su Yun know each other, and the corners of his eyes and brows are filled with infinite joy when he speaks. Do all women Su Yun know? Zheng Ren shook his head slightly.

Soon, Su Yun came back, gave Zheng Ren a wink, and the two left the ICU and went to the corridor outside.

"It's a bastard." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren looked at him silently, not caring about Su Yun's business, and didn't mean to ask questions.

"You are really boring, you can die if you ask me." Su Yun said contemptuously: "The patient is a 32-year-old man who suffered from ventricular fibrillation and was sent here. He started in the general ward and suddenly had a sudden cardiac arrest at night. , came back from the rescue. The CCU has no bed, so I was temporarily placed in the ICU for a day to observe the changes in the condition. People are fine, but..."

After speaking, Su Yun habitually paused again.

This is annoying, broken chapters are going to be sent blades.

"The patient's family refused treatment and asked to be discharged automatically." Su Yundao.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is it because the economic conditions are not enough?"

"No, it is said that the family's economic conditions are relatively good, and there is no problem of money." Su Yun did not sell off this time, and said directly: "The patient has an older brother who was also sick a few years ago and died at home. Later, his father went to I found a master and said that the family's ancestral tomb committed the five evil bastards, and immediately concluded that this family must die."

"..."

This is so special, Zheng Ren cursed in his heart.

"It is bound to die, so the patient's father is not ready for treatment." Su Yun was also helpless.