Chapter 437: Heavenly Book

"Write, the doctor has clearly informed me that I suffer from right-sided pneumonia with pleural effusion and need to be admitted to the hospital. However, I refuse the doctor's order and strongly refuse to be hospitalized, saying that I will be responsible for all consequences. Sign your name below." Zheng Ren pointed to the blank space of the hospitalization form, and said word by word.

The man curled his lips, refusing to admit defeat, and wrote this passage on the hospitalization form according to what Zheng Ren said.

"Okay." Zheng Ren seriously wrote down his name on the signed hospitalization form, marked the time, stamped it with a name stamp, folded it, put it in his coat pocket, and said, "Because it is recommended that you be hospitalized. , so I can’t prescribe oral drugs for you. If you want oral antibiotics, it’s recommended to take cephalosporins. Don’t drink alcohol, remember.”

"Understood." The man stood up, and his attitude was not bad. He just simply believed the publicity of the official account and didn't want to take antibiotics. There is an essential difference from the woman before, who is habitually arrogant and unreasonable.

"If you feel unwell, don't force yourself and come to the hospital." Zheng Ren was still worried, and Qian urged, Wan exhorted.

In fact, this matter can not be completely blamed on the patient.

The truth is self-evident.

After the man left, Zheng Ren continued his consultation.

One after another, until Director Pan came back, Zheng Ren had already seen thirty patients.

"Director Pan, how are you doing?" Zheng Ren asked.

"When I came back, I saw Director Sun. He said he wanted to see you. Is there something wrong?" Old Director Pan asked with a gloomy face.

Obviously, the matter of the old director's dignitary was not going well.

"Well, Director Sun has a classmate who needs TIPS surgery. I asked him to have an MRI scan of the liver." Seeing Director Pan's expression, Zheng Ren knew that he didn't want to come to the doctor.

The emergency department and pediatrics are just departments with serious shortage of doctors. Are there any shortages in other departments? How can it be!

Otherwise, with Director Pan's ability, the emergency department would have already been full of talents.

"You go to the movies, I'll stay here and watch for a while." Old Director Pan walked in and said to Zheng Ren.

"Then..." Zheng Ren was a little worried.

Director Pan is getting old. Can a person in his decades see hundreds of patients a day?

"Hurry up and watch the movie, I'm sure I can get the surgery!" Old Director Pan rolled his eyes, like a tiger roaring in the mountains.

"Director Pan, pay attention to your body." Zheng Ren stood up with a smile on his face.

"It's fine." Director Pan sat down and asked about his condition.

Seeing this, Zheng Ren had no choice but to hurry up and watch the movie, and then came back to replace Director Pan.

Walking out of the emergency internal medicine clinic, Zheng Ren immediately took out his mobile phone to call Director Sun.

It's just a TIPS operation, and it's not a big deal.

If Zheng Ren's thoughts were revealed to others, they would definitely cry bitterly. Is TIPS surgery just that?

Back in the emergency ward, Zheng Ren saw Gao Shaojie and Wang Qiang standing in the corridor, waiting for him.

Wang Qiang was a little impatient and kept walking up and down.

Gao Shaojie was very leisurely, with his hands behind his back, looking at the photo and profile of Zheng Ren hanging on the bulletin board of the medical staff in the department.

"Mr. Gao, I'm sorry for being late." Zheng Ren walked over quickly and said.

"You're here." Gao Shaojie said politely, "Is there an emergency?"

"No." Zheng Ren thought of that shrew-like person and the patient who refused to be hospitalized, and smiled wryly, "Two doctors in the emergency department have the flu, and there is not enough manpower. I will take over the shift."

"..." Gao Shaojie was speechless.

Zheng Ren didn't come early in the morning, so he had a lot of guesses in his mind. But it never occurred to me that it was such a reason.

Looking at the time, it was almost ten o'clock.

Zheng Ren and Gao Shaojie greeted each other, immediately entered the office, turned on a computer, and prepared to watch a movie.

While looking for the patient's film, Zheng Ren told Su Yun that he would go down to help Director Pan when he had time.

Su Yun habitually complained about Zheng Ren, but he respected Director Pan very much. When he heard that Director Pan was watching the emergency department below, he hurried down.

When passing by Zheng Ren's side, he still didn't forget to spit on him.

Zheng Ren had long been used to Su Yun's harshness, and he managed to find the recently made liver MRI dispersal tablets as if he hadn't heard it.

Even if he didn't know the patient's name, Zheng Ren could find it. After all, there is only one person who does liver MRI diffusion in the whole hospital.

Gao Shaojie looked at Zheng Ren with mixed feelings in his heart.

Such an awesome doctor, even going to the emergency room? What is he thinking?

Doesn't he know how high his level is?

impossible! Are there any idiots who can do TIPS surgery? Certainly not.

If the IQ is lower than 140, they will not be able to get TIPS surgery. Not to mention that Mr. Zheng himself created a brand new method of identification and surgery.

Gao Shaojie remained silent, following behind Zheng Ren like a bad uncle following a little lolita, watching the video on the computer.

A few years ago, when hospitals did not have medical software, they still needed to write medical records by hand, and patients had to hold films when watching films.

Now, not to mention all the electronic medical records, for all kinds of examinations done in this hospital, when the patient gets off the machine, the doctor can look up the film on the computer.

Unlike film, when watching a film on a computer, the images are more numerous and finer.

Professor Rudolf Wagner sat beside Zheng Ren, with long blond hair draped over his shoulders, full of artistry.

"Boss, let's see if this is okay." Professor Rudolf Wagner said suddenly.

Zheng Ren was using the pulley to scroll, and the frames of pictures flew by in a dizzying way, but the professor happened to see where he wanted to look.

"No." Zheng Ren replied lightly.

"That doesn't exist!" Professor Rudolf Wagner shrugged.

"Fu Guier, non-existence is Sichuan dialect, who taught you?" Zheng Ren asked casually, wondering.

"Su Yun, he said that this adjective is very emotional."

Zheng Ren didn't care about the professor's accent. He pulled the pulley up and found the position that Professor Rudolf Wagner mentioned, and said, "Fugui, you are talking about this place, right?"

"Yes!" Professor Rudolf Wagner pointed to a point on a computer screen and said, "The puncture here has a 70% success rate."

"No, this is an artifact, and the puncture should be done underneath." Zheng Ren shook his head, directly denying the professor's opinion.

Gao Shaojie seemed to be listening to the scriptures. He had no idea what Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner were talking about.

Anyway, Gao Shaojie is also a Ph.D. graduate from an institution of higher learning, and has done TIPS surgery in clinic for many years.

He had expected that the diagnosis and treatment methods established by Zheng Ren would be difficult to master.

But he never expected that he would be stumped to such an extent that he had no idea what they were talking about.

No wonder Cheng Lixue, the director of the Second Hospital, was directly defeated.