The surgery was over.
Zheng Ren took off the lead suit, pretending to put it in the trolley case, but actually put the lead suit back into the system space.
Wearing the isolation suit, he came to the operation room.
"Old Gao, I'm ready to go back." Zheng Ren said, "How many patients are there on your side?"
"6-10, I'll go back and screen them again." Gao Shaojie said.
"Good." Zheng Ren nodded, "Phase II surgery, see what I mean?"
Gao Shaojie nodded, and then shook his head, "See is see understand, but can not do."
"Slowly it will be fine." Zheng Ren said, "in a few days to the provincial capital to do the second stage of surgery, I teach you."
Gao Shaojie was telling the truth, the second-stage surgery Zheng Ren did was simple, it looked like taking out a retrievable stent.
But the stent goes in the liver, the liver parenchyma at any time there is a risk of cut rupture.
If the phase I TIPS surgery, the test is to use the nuclear magnetic diffusion image to find the puncture point. Then the second stage TIPS surgery is mainly about the technique - the operator's fine technique.
Zheng Ren knew that this would not be solved by one or two genius ideas.
After all, he was a titanic intervention level, while Gao Shaojie had not even reached the patriarchal level.
If Professor Rudolf Wagner were to do it, it would fail once or twice out of ten times.
Although the consequences will not be serious, but it greatly affects the effectiveness of TIPS surgery.
This is a problem that needs to be solved.
In fact, it is possible not to solve it. The stent stays inside, only the shunt vein is thinner and the postoperative recovery is not as good.
But Zheng Ren has no good idea about it now, so he can only think about it and forget about it.
Changed his clothes and got in the car with the professor and director Kong.
Gao Shaojie did not follow, he had to go back to the provincial capital overnight, the patients ready to do TIPS surgery again carefully.
Today, Gao Shaojie saw Zheng Ren's rigor.
If in their own that also appear Cheng Lixue such problems, Gao Shaojie think he still suicide to thank for it, where there is still the face and Zheng Ren learn surgery.
Back to the city hospital, the emergency ward and the atmosphere is very different from yesterday.
The corridor is not noisy, there is no longer that sense of the end of the world.
Several doctors were silently writing cases, while Su Yun was sitting in a corner, quietly playing with his cell phone.
Seeing such a scene, Zheng Ren finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The wrath of the god of the night shift against Director Kong ended at eight in the morning like it was expected.
After all, eight o'clock in the morning belonged to the next day. The big night nurses were off duty, and the curse of the God of the Night Shift ended there.
"Back." Su Yun looked up, her black hair floating in front of her forehead.
"Well, the patients are all still smooth, right?" Zheng Ren said.
"In your absence, the patients are all smooth." Su Yun stabbed Zheng Ren without missing a beat.
Zheng Ren shook his head, that thing last night was really not much to do with himself, it was all Director Kong's pot.
"I'm going to catch up on some sleep." Zheng Ren said in a listless manner.
"Boss, do you remember you have a dozen surgical records did not write it?" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren coldly and brought up the one thing Zheng Ren didn't want to hear the most.
"......" Zheng Ren was speechless.
But the write still have to write, otherwise a sleep to the night, Zheng Ren are afraid that they remembered a mix of two patients surgery process.
Although the surgery was done without problems, the surgical record is just a way of recording, it does not matter.
But the rules are the rules.
Zheng Ren still sighed, found a computer to sit down, and began to write the surgical records one patient at a time.
The professor went back to the ward to see his precious patient after the prostate interventional embolization. Director Kong sat next to Zheng Ren, watching him work, but his eyes were a bit scattered, thinking about something.
The office was quiet and peaceful, everyone was busy.
Suddenly, a voice interrupted the quietness, and Director Kong then subconsciously stood up and walked out of the office with big steps.
He took out his cell phone and looked at it, it was an encrypted number.
Finding the duty room, he looked back to see that no one was there before Director Kong entered the duty room and picked up the phone.
"Okay, I'm in Haicheng, I'll notify Comrade Zheng Ren."
"Yes, on December 10, the Nobel Prize will be awarded."
After saying that, Director Kong hung up the phone.
He thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face. Walking out of the duty room, he went straight to Director Pan Sr.
Knocking on the door, Old Director Pan was dealing with a medical dispute, or one of those bullshit little things in the emergency department.
Seeing Director Kong coming, Director Pan gestured to Director Kong to sit first, and then patiently explained to the family.
Perhaps it was because Director Pan was so imposing, or perhaps because it was almost four o'clock and time to go home. The patient argued a few words and was pacified by Director Pan Sr. and left the office.
"Director Pan, there is a task." Director Kong was not polite and said directly.
Director Pan Sr.'s face flushed, and then asked seriously, "What do you need me to do?"
"Use your office, I'll call Zheng Ren and just have him and Su Yun come over."
"Good." Old Director Pan did not hesitate and did not ask questions.
This was discipline that was already deep in Old Director Pan's bones.
Walking out of his office, Old Director Pan did not leave the door, but stood at the door like a guard.
Soon, Zheng Ren and Su Yun rushed over with a puzzled face.
"Go in." Old Director Pan said.
"What is it?" Zheng Ren asked, puzzled.
"The mission, don't talk much, just accept the mission. What needs to be done, listen to Director Kong's arrangement." Old Director Pan admonished Zheng Ren twice.
Zheng Ren nodded his head and walked in with Su Yun.
The always cynical Su Yun's face also lost its usual playful look, he seemed to have a premonition of what was going to happen and changed as if he was a different person.
Although director Pan had a serious expression, he could see that his whole body was very relaxed.
There was even some small - smugness overflowing from his body.
Zheng Ren is leaving, the old director Pan will not retain him. The sky belonging to Zheng Ren, very high, very far, one only needs to see it off.
A few minutes later, Zheng Ren, Su Yun and Director Kong walked out.
Delivering the mission, not to be refused, was a matter of a few words.
This is not wartime, so Director Kong and Zheng Ren said a few more words. If it were wartime, it would have been over in a few dozen seconds.
Zheng Ren looked at Director Pan and wanted to say something.
Old Director Pan's face was slack and said, "Top secret mission, related information, can not communicate with anyone, leak."
After a pause in his voice, Director Pan Sr. said sternly, "This is discipline."
Zheng Ren was flabbergasted for a moment, then nodded and turned to leave.
"Director Pan, my plane leaves tomorrow. the doctors from 912, should arrive in the next few days, I'll have them look for you to report." Director Kong smiled and said, "Just like training new recruits, who is not fucking honest, carry over to whip the belt for a while."
The two men looked at each other and laughed.
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