Chapter 67 Typos

The girls happily went to dinner, leaving Zheng Ren alone, just to read quietly.

Zheng Ren understands this principle without accumulating small steps.

There are many benefits to concentrating on reading. For example, in the systematic surgery training camp, if you don’t even know the most basic knowledge, where can you find those fantastic ideas?

It is a crime to waste the time of the system operation training camp!

Moreover, Zheng Ren has a feeling that as the system skill tree climbs, the gains he gets during the training camp will also get bigger and bigger. It is estimated that the reason is this, an expert-level hepatobiliary surgeon learns gastrointestinal surgery, because of the good foundation, so it is definitely more than ten times faster than a junior doctor who has just graduated.

After reading the book, I felt uneasy in my heart. Zheng Ren thought about it for a while, and it was estimated that he had been transferred to the ward and did not go to the emergency department for a tour.

Just go have a look and save yourself from worrying about it all the time.

The ward was fine, Zheng Ren strolled downstairs and went to the emergency department to have a look. If everything is stable, you can concentrate on reading and studying.

When I came to the corridor of the emergency room, an air of busyness rushed towards my face.

There are unconscious people who drink and drink at noon, and gastric lavage in the gastric lavage room. There are children who do not want to go to school, and parents bring them to see them after pretending to be sick. There was a small car accident, and scratching and rubbing was unwilling to go to the hospital to find trouble with the other party.

After seeing a lot, these Zheng Ren didn't take it to heart.

In the corner of the corridor, there was a suppressed cry, very sad, not the kind of situation where you sit on the ground and howl without a single tear.

Um? What's going on here? Generally, the patients received by the emergency department are critically ill. Because the incident happened suddenly, the patient's family members express their emotions in a more direct way, and there is rarely such a cry.

Walking over to take a look, Zheng Ren was even more puzzled.

It's okay, a family of three hugging each other, it's like parting with life and death, crying and crying.

"Baby, I'm gone in the future, you have to take good care of your mother." said a man with a dark complexion, covered in dust, and covered in vicissitudes and hard work.

Looking at his face, he was in his fifties, but Zheng Ren saw in the system panel in the upper right corner that he was only 42 years old.

It should be a farmer in a remote village.

A swarthy girl squatted on the ground, crying relative to the middle-aged woman opposite her, tears falling down like broken pearls.

"Dad, you're all right, you must be all right."

"It's okay, I don't know much, but I can understand it. I thought it was a minor illness, but I didn't expect that I really got cancer. Baby, the older generation said that life and death are fate, and I recognize it. It's just that I haven't watched you go out in my life. , I am unwilling to give birth to a baby.”

The more he talked, the more saddened he became. At the end, the middle-aged man choked up and was speechless.

When life and death leave, different personalities have different expressions.

But this time... it was the most absurd time Zheng Ren had ever seen.

He hurriedly walked over, trying to soften his voice so as not to irritate the "terminally ill" patient.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Ah?" The middle-aged man looked up and saw that Zheng Ren was wearing a white lab coat with green clothes. Unlike the doctors he had seen before, he seemed to be of a higher rank.

"Doctor, please save my father." The girl also saw Zheng Ren and stood up at once.

Huo... Seeing that the little girl who was only seventeen or eighteen stood up, she was about 1.8 meters tall. Against her background, Zheng Ren was exceptionally short... Now girls grow up on what they eat, each one is taller than the other, Zheng Ren felt a bit of sullen in his heart.

The girl bowed deeply and did everything she could to express her hope jerky.

"Get up and talk." Zheng Ren smiled, "Your father is fine."

"He has cancer." There was pale despair on the girl's face.

Zheng Ren shook his head and took the outpatient medical records from her hand. It was written clearly and there was no difference between the final diagnosis and the diagnosis from the system panel - right inguinal hernia.

"This is a hernia, not cancer." Zheng Ren's thoughts went off the line in an instant.

"It's written here." The girl pointed to the word hernia in the final diagnosis and said, "This is cancer, doctor, can you save my father?"

A pair of big eyes are crystal clear, like the clear spring water in the mountains, you can see the bottom at a glance.

"..." Zheng Ren suddenly realized that the reason for this family's crying was because...because...because of a typo.

He has also been a doctor for six or seven years. This is the first time Zheng Ren has encountered this situation.

It is said that doctors write scribbly, which is true. Because of the old handwritten prescriptions, half of the text was in Latin. Especially emergency doctors, if they are slow to write medical records, they are afraid that they will be beaten to death in a few days.

But now they are all computer-printed cases, and there is no such thing as scribbled handwriting.

Can't laugh or cry.

"Girl, the word chanting is not cancer." Zheng Ren tried to be gentle, hoping that Chang Yue could stand by his side at this time.

With Chang Yue's communication and communication skills, it is estimated that he can persuade the family who are immersed in sadness in one minute.

And Zheng Ren seems to have to say a few more words.

"Ah?" The girl was stunned for a moment, holding the corner of her clothes with her hands and kneading constantly, as if she was about to shred the confusion, entanglement, and shame in her heart.

"This disease is easy to treat." Zheng Ren smiled.

"Doctor, you can't lie to us, we really have no money." The middle-aged man said honestly.

"Don't worry, do the surgery in time, as long as there is no intestinal necrosis, you can be discharged from the hospital in three days, and you can go to work in the field in a week." Zheng Ren said.

The family is still immersed in the trance of "escape from the dead", and they haven't completely come out of the sad mood, and they look a little dazed.

This is a slow diagnosis operation and should be treated by general surgery.

"Let's go, I'll ask another doctor to give you an admission order, and you will be checked in the hospital. If there is no contraindication to surgery, you can have the surgery. The surgery is very simple, don't worry."

"Really okay?"

"Sure, really." Zheng Ren could only use monotonous, barren words to convince the family of his own words.

"Mr. Zheng, where are you? We're back and we've packed rice for you. Well, I've brought you all the leftovers as well." While struggling, Zheng Ren received a call from Xie Yi.

"Let Chang Yue come to the emergency department." Zheng Ren seemed to have caught a life-saving straw.

Soon, Chang Yue came down, dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with a red stethoscope hanging from her shoulders, and her single ponytail swayed with her footsteps.

Looking at a very young and beautiful girl, where did her communication skills come from? Zheng Ren was a little puzzled.

Chang Yue came to Zheng Ren, and after hearing Zheng Ren explain the situation, he smiled slightly, "Leave this to me."

Seeing that Chang Yue and the family of three went to a quieter corner, Chang Yue seemed to exude an aura that could soothe people's hearts, Zheng Ren sighed softly, and went to the emergency room for inspection.

The patient's condition is relatively simple, and the surgery is basically a head trauma patient, and the possibility of preventing delayed cerebral hemorrhage should be observed. Internal medicine patients are mainly acute gastroenteritis, mostly induced by overeating.

Diagnosis and treatment of these diseases are simple.

After looking around, there was no misdiagnosis, Zheng Ren finally felt relieved.

Walking out of the last observation room, Zheng Ren vaguely heard laughter coming from the corner of the corridor.

He walked over and saw that the middle-aged woman was holding Chang Yue's hand with a look of joy.

With so much kung fu, Chang Yue has become a family member?

Zheng Renpin took a sip, feeling that he might never have the ability to do this in his entire life.

Chang Yue said a few words to the family who had already broken through tears, and then came to Zheng Ren and said, "Mr. Zheng, they have already accepted the suggestion of surgery. Are they going to be admitted to the hospital?"

"Hey, this is a slow diagnosis, it won't belong to us." Zheng Ren hurriedly stopped.

Some rules in the hospital should not be changed without strong leadership support. Otherwise, the end will be tragic.

"The condition is relatively simple, but the problem is that the family has no money." Chang Yue stood in front of Zheng Ren, and when she reported her work, the smile on her face disappeared. Where is the shadow of facing the patient's family just now?

Thanks for the bloody knife, Xi Baoer for the reading time, and the flying fat man 12138 for the reward.

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