Zheng Ren stepped down and Su Yun pressed him to stop the bleeding.

"Is it going well?" Director Pan praised when he saw that the operation was going on very quickly and was completely different from the last time.

"It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled, "The suppression is relatively strong, and there may be symptoms such as pain and nausea after the operation. Just give the medication accordingly."

The latter sentence was said to Chang Yue, who was guarding the operating room.

Chang Yue happily agreed.

Although she didn't know about interventional surgery, she could still see clearly that the tumor perfusion disappeared on the image.

The successful operation means that Sister Yun may live for more than half a year, which is undoubtedly good news.

Zheng Ren and Old Director Pan went to change their clothes, returned to the ward, and answered the old director's questions about intervention.

Zheng Ren was not impatient with many very simple questions, but explained them clearly in plain language.

Director Pan was very happy, while Zheng Ren was surprised that he was so old and had such a strong desire to learn.

"Director Pan, why are you so interested in intervention?" Zheng Ren was also the one who couldn't hold two taels of spice oil in his dog's belly, so he asked directly when he thought of it.

"I can't learn it when I get older, and even if I learn it, I can't get on the stage. But the means of saving people are good." Director Pan said: "Sometimes I will unconsciously associate it. If I had such technical means in the early years, I would have to die fewer people."

Zheng Ren was silent.

He probably thought that what Director Pan thought of was the blood-stained battlefield back then.

If there were the current conditions, interventional measures, deep vein puncture, surgical resection, etc., many people would definitely die less.

What a pity.

However, Zheng Ren didn't know how to comfort Director Pan, so he could only remain silent.

"After going to the imperial capital, you must seize the opportunity." Director Pan, who was beside Zheng Ren, talked tirelessly: "You have a high level enough and need a better platform to show your original value. Haicheng, the First Hospital of the City, this platform is too small."

"What should we do when we have an emergency department?" Zheng Ren asked casually. As soon as he said that, he guessed what Director Pan was going to say.

I am so stupid.

"With you, the earth will not turn?" Director Pan scolded with kindness.

The two then remained silent.

Director Pan went directly to the agency and said that he would change the qualification for interventional surgery to the emergency ward as soon as possible.

Zheng Renze returned to the emergency room. As soon as he arrived at the corridor, he saw several people wearing black clothes carrying a coffin in the corridor, busy.

That old man passed away?

Zheng Ren quickly took two steps to see the situation.

The white-haired aunt had tears in her eyes, but her behavior was still gentle and decent. Seeing Zheng Ren walking over quickly, she bowed slightly and said, "Doctor Zheng, thank you."

"Auntie, I'm so polite, I can't afford it." Zheng Ren said quickly: "Has the old man gone?"

"Well, I'm leaving." The voice of words was soft, like the light rain in early spring, falling behind without any trace. "It's very quiet, I haven't suffered any pain, it's great."

Zheng Ren felt a little regretful, but he couldn't do anything. He had already done his best to arrange a single room and let the old man leave peacefully.

"Thank you, my son came back from the United States in two days, and after handling the funeral, I will thank you again."

“Is there anyone who needs help?”

"I won't bother you." The more gentle the white-haired aunt's tone was, the more uncomfortable Zheng Ren felt.

This is years of upbringing, which allows the aunt to restrain the huge sadness deep in her heart and have a peaceful conversation with herself. Such a person is undoubtedly a part of the warmth of this world.

After sending the peaceful old man away, Zheng Ren looked at the empty ward and felt a little empty.

Although we have not been together for a long time, only one day, the scene of reciting Xiang Yu's classics by the bed last night still echoed in front of Zheng Ren's eyes and could not be forgotten for a long time.

This is fine. After a long time, Zheng Ren shook his head and comforted himself.

Life and death are destined, just don’t suffer any sins.

Soon, Chang Yue and Su Yun brought Zheng Yunxia down, and Xie Yiren and the Chu sisters accompanied him, with a huge momentum.

A patient's family looked strange and asked Zheng Ren curiously: "Boss Zheng, which leader is this? There are so many people escorting him."

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's not the leader."

"Don't joke, Mr. Zheng, can't the leader have so many people follow me? I want to see, at least he is a department-level cadre, or his family is very rich. I saw that patient yesterday. He is quite low-key, not showing off his face."

Zheng Ren complained in his heart that there was no landscape in the beginning, and what was revealed.

But there is no need to explain these words in detail to the patient's family. Zheng Ren is not the kind of person who is willing to gossip. He just smiled and carried Zheng Yunxia to the hospital bed.

After the operation, there were no adverse reactions for the time being.

Zheng Yunxia was a little excited and said to Zheng Ren: "Mr. Zheng, I saw that the tumor completely disappeared."

Because the interventional patient is local anesthesia, he is conscious during the operation. As long as he looks slightly to the left, he can see the doctor's image screen.

Generally, patients with a scheming experiences one or two interventional surgery and basically become half a professional, and at least the tumor images can be judged.

Zheng Ren smiled and said, "This embolization is very successful. You may feel uncomfortable after the operation. Remember to turn your head to one side, otherwise you will feel nausea and vomiting suddenly and suffocate. If it is painful, tell Chang Yue and ask her to use painkillers for you."

"It's a little disgusting now." Zheng Yunxia seriously described her current situation.

"Methoclopramide 10mg intramuscular injection." Zheng Ren ordered.

Chang Yue responded, turned around and went out to give the doctor's advice, and asked the nurse to give the medicine.

For Zheng Yunxia, ​​being able to meet Chang Yue and Zheng Ren on a windy and snowy night has since opened another door to life.

There is no way out, so that's what we mean by this.

Zheng Ren also knew that Chang Yue was embarrassed to bother him, and was thinking about finding a job for Zheng Yunxia, ​​such as cleaning the emergency ward.

Because the emergency ward has just been established and the health staff is not fixed, they are all sent by other wards to support it. If Director Pan is willing to say something, this matter will not be difficult.

Chang Yue has troubled Zheng Ren many times, and she also has an accurate assessment of her Virgin Heart. She can no longer bother Zheng Ren, and she has to do this by herself.

But Chang Yue, who can be with the patient like his family, will change his face once he faces the leader, and is unfamiliar and far away from him. He doesn't know which category of rare personality type this belongs to.

After intramuscular injection of metoclopramide, Zheng Ren observed the auxiliary materials at the puncture point, and there was no bleeding. He also pressed a salt bag on the pressure bandage. He could take it down after six hours to assist in stopping bleeding.
Chapter completed!