Zheng Ren woke up early in the morning and felt refreshed.

Sitting at the dining table on the first floor, watching Xiao Yiren making breakfast in a cartoon dog-pajamas. Heizi squatted beside him, and Haci's was also waiting for the meal.

This is the quiet and beautiful life.

"Have you washed your hands?" Xie Yiren asked.

"It's washed, Heizi and I have washed." Zheng Ren was slamming randomly.

"Do you follow the 6 surgeries today?" Xie Yiren didn't pay attention to the grammatical problem of Zheng Ren's speech and asked about his work today.

"I sat down and watched, Fuguier and Lao Liu could do it." Zheng Ren said: "The liver and gallbladder have congested another patient with liver cancer. I have an embolization today and have surgery in two days."

"It's quite busy. Can you get off at noon?" Xie Yiren asked.

"It's definitely possible." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "If there is too little time, I'll kick Fuguier down and it will be over in a few minutes."

[They said that they should write a love song quickly, and appreciate it by both the elite and the masses...]

As the silly chatted, Zheng Ren's cell phone rang.

"Old He, what's going on so early?" Zheng Ren gently asked after answering the phone.

It was a bit strange that Lao He called himself so early. But Zheng Ren didn't think about anything else. Lao He was just an anesthesiologist, so what else could he do.

But when Lao He opened his mouth, Zheng Ren was stunned.

"Hmm? It's impossible."

"Okay, you're waiting for me in the ct room, I'll go and see it now." After Zheng Ren said that, Huo stood up suddenly.

"What's wrong with Lao He?" Xie Yiren was frying the egg, and the fragrance had already evaporated.

"Lao He gave an epidural anesthesia to someone, and the patient suffered from paraplegia in both lower limbs after the operation." Zheng Ren said hurriedly, turning to the stairs to change his clothes.

“…”

A few minutes later, Zheng Ren changed his clothes and ran down to put on his shoes. Su Yun followed behind him and complained: "What's wrong with Lao He? I haven't heard of epidural stomatology that can make people paralyzed after so many years."

"Bring you food?" Xie Yiren asked.

"No need, just have breakfast at noon." Zheng Ren waved his hand randomly and ran out.

Taking the elevator downstairs, the two of them ran all the way to the hospital.

I have already formed a habit these days. After dinner in the morning, I went to the community hospital to see the patients after surgery, and then went to 912.

There was no time today, so the two of them ran all the way and came directly to the CT room.

Lao He stood at the gate of the CT room in a tangled manner.

He was unshaven and looked down and out.

Seeing that Lao He was a little depressed, Zheng Ren sighed.

It has nothing to do with who the patient is. Not to mention Director Mao, even an ordinary patient will regret it whenever he encounters this situation. He can't get enough time after a year or two.

Not to mention the punishment that such a thing will cause, which will result in revocation of the physician's license.

"Don't panic, I'll watch the movies." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss Zheng...I..." Old He almost cried when he saw Zheng Ren and saw his honest and honest face.

A lot of grievances.

"It's a promising one." Su Yun said contemptuously: "It's impossible for me to put my words here!"

Lao He's tears circled in his eyes.

"How many interns do epidural anesthesia is fine, how can you get into trouble? How old is the patient?" Su Yun asked.

"Director Mao of the Science and Education Department..." Lao He said with tears indiscriminately.

Although Zheng Ren knew the situation, he was as silent as Su Yun at this moment and quickly walked into the CT room.

There is still one hour before going to work, and the reading room is empty.

Zheng Ren found a machine and got Director Mao’s film.

The high-density shadows of the 8-9th section of the chest are so eye-catching.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun originally thought that they had tumors in the spine, and problems arose due to surgical attacks.

In this way, Lao He can clear the charge of a medical accident.

But……

When I saw that the image at that location was the standard image of bleeding, there was no doubt at all.

Su Yun was silent.

The black hair was lying on his forehead, listless, and occasionally floated slightly as if he was getting up. But then he continued to lie down honestly.

Zheng Ren looked at the image without blinking.

"Boss Zheng, look..." Lao He's waist was hunched over. He was clever. The moment he saw the image, he could already feel the changes in the aura of Zheng Ren and Su Yun.

His heart has actually sunk into the bottomless abyss.

"Old He..." Su Yun sighed and shook his head slightly.

Zheng Ren didn't say anything, staring at the movie with his eyes tightly.

After 12.35 seconds, Zheng Ren suddenly asked, "Old He, where did you get the needle from?"

"Breast 12-waist 1." Lao He's voice was already hoarse.

Looking back on the process of epidural anesthesia he had last night, he was not sure if he had touched the blood vessels.

"In theory, even bleeding caused by anesthesia cannot appear in this position." Zheng Ren said calmly: "But strangely, the image shows that it is indeed fresh bleeding."

This is a bit cruel, but it must be said clearly.

Otherwise, I would give Lao He a hope, would I be slapped when I waited for the whole hospital to consult?

Will you have to go up and kick me?!

Lao He's waist bent a little more, his face was deeply wrinkled, and he became 10 years older in an instant.

"Su Yun, take Lao He to smoke a cigarette." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

"And you?"

"I'll take a look at the movie."

Su Yun looked at the movie again and found that it was indeed bleeding, so there was no mistake. Lao He... It's over this time.

Just this matter, if it is not done well, it will be enough to revoke the doctor's license.

Being a doctor, one step inside the door and the other outside the door is really not nonsense.

Although they are all normal complications, anesthesia and bleeding may occur due to a vascular malformation.

However, if something happens, who will forgive the anesthesiologist?

If I were my family, I would definitely not think it was a problem of vascular malformation, but would want to kill Lao He with a hatred.

"Let's go, Lao He, smoke a cigarette to refresh yourself." Su Yun smiled and said, "What a big deal, just get through it."

Lao He lowered his head and bent over, his hair was faintly gray and his beard grew a little more.

This is the most miserable person.

Destiny is so unfair. If it were a month ago, Lao He might not have been so sad and disappointed. Anyway, he is just a salted fish, and he is still in the middle of the class at almost 50.

Even if you are driven away from 912, as long as your doctor's certificate is not revoked, you can make a living anywhere.

However, he had just started a mission with Boss Zheng and became arrogant in Nanyang. After returning, he went to the Affiliated Hospital of the Imperial Capital Medical University to rescue the Taiwan Strait, which was the peak of Lao He's career.

What happened a few days ago, now when I think back, it feels like a dream.

I thought I would be running around, but I didn't expect that another thunder thunder struck my head.

This time, I am bound to be doomed.

Old He bent down, looked at the ground, and walked away with Su Yun in a staggering manner.

Zheng Ren watched the movie coldly and reconstructed his mind.

64 row ct three-dimensional imaging, vascular CTA, nuclear magnetic resonance...
Chapter completed!