Chapter 471 The Signature Is Missing

"Who are you looking for?" Zhong Min asked as he was the closest to the door.

"Hi, it was the emergency department that asked us to come up to General Zheng." The man said, "My wife was diagnosed with acute appendicitis and said that he would need to be hospitalized for surgery."

"Oh, Mr. Zheng?" Zhong Min called Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren glanced up, and saw that the woman's diagnosis was marked on the system panel at the top right of his field of vision—acute appendicitis.

Then accept it. Although Zheng Ren doesn't want to do any work now, the patients have already walked to the door, so he can't accept it.

"Hello, come with me for a physical examination first. If the diagnosis is clear, you will be hospitalized. What tests have you done in the emergency department? Let me have a look." Zheng Ren put down the water glass, stood up and said.

He took the patient and his family to the treatment room and conducted a physical examination on the patient.

The patient's symptoms of acute appendicitis were typical, but not severe. Right lower quadrant tenderness was obvious, without rebound tenderness and muscle tension.

In the outpatient data, the routine blood test values ​​also conformed to Zheng Renhe's judgment.

It was Zhong Min's turn to take in patients during the shift, and she issued a hospitalization order for the patient, and the patient's lover went to pay for the hospitalization procedures, and this side was doing preoperative preparations.

Because the patient fasted for only three hours, there was no rush, and he had to wait.

If it weren't for the emergency room on the fire, it would be safer to fast for water.

Soon, the patient's lover completed the hospitalization procedures, and Zhong Min began to explain before the operation after finishing the doctor's order.

Both the patient and his wife are very intellectual and gentle, and they obviously understand the evolution of appendicitis and various complications of the operation.

The entire process of communication and communication was smooth, and Zheng Ren suddenly thought, if all patients were like this, it would be great.

When signing, the man took out a tube of pen from his bag, and the font like flying dragons and phoenixes was very good.

This is really a cultured person. The busy people in the office, except for the professor and little Oliver, all sighed.

Professor Rudolf Wagner is seriously studying each frame of 64-slice CT 3D reconstruction without distraction.

As an assistant, little Oliver was not as flawless as Su Yun. Most of the time he was looking around curiously, wanting to know as much as possible about the ancient and mysterious Eastern world.

For tomorrow's operation, the professor attaches great importance to it, and can even be said to be desperate.

After all, with his status, didn't he come all the way to China just for tomorrow's operation?

As for TIPS surgery, that was a bonus.

After signing, the patient returns to the ward for preoperative preparation, skin preparation, needle embedding, etc. Zhong Min writes medical records, and there is a lot of written work to be done.

Perhaps for an appendicitis, Zheng Ren only had 5-10 minutes to actually perform the operation. But textual work takes at least a few hours.

But Zheng Ren can completely ignore this now, he rejected the invitation of Professor Rudolf Wagner to discuss the case.

I found a sunny window, took a glass of water, sat quietly in the sun, and enjoyed a short period of silence.

God knows what will happen in the afternoon and evening!

Being tense all the time is unbearable. Zheng Ren felt it was especially necessary to let go of himself properly.

In the office, everyone was busy. Zheng Ren rested quietly for a while, and then went to the ICU to take a look at the postoperative patient.

The patient is still stable. With such a heavy penetrating injury, it is already a miracle to be able to step down alive.

According to the usual practice, Su Yun sat by the patient's bed, recorded various data, adjusted the order of infusion and rehydration, and the application of various drugs.

The black hair on the forehead was lying on the forehead, which was pressed by the sterile cap after being wet with sweat.

The patient's parents squatted by the wall at the entrance of the ICU. The two were speechless. The man put his arms around the woman and prayed in grief.

Zheng Ren didn't go to comfort them, but left silently.

At this time, what they need is not the comfort of strangers, but that their children can get out of the ICU, at least be pushed out alive, and call their parents.

Zheng Ren was silent all the way, and his mood couldn't get better.

He walked quickly all the way, wanting to go back to the office in the emergency ward, bathe in the winter sun again, and dispel the unhappiness in his heart.

But when he returned to the ward, he saw Zhong Min flipping through the medical records nervously.

"Where did you go? Where did you go?" Zhong Min muttered softly while turning the pages.

"Huh? What's the matter? Zhong Min." Zheng Ren asked strangely.

Zhong Min was born in internal medicine, and like Chang Yue, he was infinitely better at writing medical records than those in surgery.

But the two are also different.

Chang Yue is good at communicating with people, while Zhong Min is less willing to talk and has a more delicate mind.

"Boss Zheng, the preoperative signature is missing!" Zhong Min said anxiously.

However, the patient has not been sent to the operating table after all, and it was not discovered after the operation. There is still room for remedy.

"Aren't you sitting here all the time, why did you lose it?" Zheng Ren was also very surprised.

"The paper is still there, but the signature on it is gone." Zhong Min found out the paper explained before the operation from a pile of medical records, and handed it to Zheng Ren to read.

It has Zhong Min's signature on it, and there is time. Zheng Ren has not had time to sign it. Usually, the superior doctor will sign before he is discharged from the hospital. Otherwise, it will waste a lot of time just signing every day.

However, on this pre-operative statement, there was no patient's signature or consent to the operation!

Zheng Ren frowned, flipping through the paper repeatedly, he could vaguely see scratches on the paper with a hard pen, but there was no handwriting.

He walked into the sun with the preoperative instructions and looked into the sun.

This time, I clearly saw the consent to the operation and the signatures of the patient's family members.

There is a problem with the pen!

Zheng Ren realized in an instant.

"Boss Zheng..." Zhong Min was so timid that he almost cried from fright.

In fact, it is not a big deal, but if you meet a hypocritical person and ask him to sign again, there may be disputes.

Zheng Ren comforted Zhong Min and said, "It's okay, there is something wrong with the pen of the patient's family. I'll go talk to him."

"President Zheng, you're going to be fine." Zhong Min burst into tears.

"No, it's not even on the operating table, so there's nothing wrong with it." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll take care of it if something happens. I can't take care of it, isn't there still Director Pan on it?" what?"

Mentioning Director Pan, Zhong Min was finally relieved.

Zheng Ren sat down at the desk and asked Zhong Min to find the patient's lover.

This kind of thing pays attention to a momentum, if Zheng Ren looks for it by himself, then the momentum will be weak.

Soon, Zhong Min brought the patient's family to the office.

The patient also bent over, clutching his lower right abdomen, and followed.

Zheng Ren smiled and asked them to sit down.

"The words you signed just now have disappeared." Zheng Ren tapped his fingers before explaining, with a gentle smile on his face, "It's the pen you just used, there must be something wrong."