Chapter 105: with translation of chapter title

Thyroid dysfunction can cause eyes to bulge like this.

But that pregnant woman just now only had big eyes and double eyelids, far from the appearance of thyroid dysfunction.

"Are you serious?" Director Su's tone already carried a hint of impatience.

It's a rare disease; Director Su hasn't failed to consider it—if both eyes were bulging, she would surely have already done a full thyroid function test.

But there are no related symptoms, yet you dare to make a definitive judgment—if Zheng Ren hadn't helped out big a few days ago, Director Su would have surely kicked him out.

Director Pan pushed the door open, saw the atmosphere in the director's office was a bit tense, and asked what was going on.

When he learned there was a discrepancy in the condition assessment, he waved his hand and said, "They're about to miscarry—just checking thyroid function isn't enough? Director Su, let's go first; there's still a patient in the ICU waiting to be transferred back to the emergency ward."

After saying that, he grabbed Zheng Ren and left Director Su's office. Su Yun still followed behind Zheng Ren like a ghost, her heels not touching the ground.

"Director Pan..." Zheng Ren hesitated a little.

Don't worry, be a bit firmer, show confidence, and they'll agree to the test." Director Pan's face showed a rare sly smile.

That's the confidence of an old hand—one sentence clarifies the point of contention; saying more would be overkill.

Zheng Ren followed Director Pan to the ICU, savoring his earlier actions all the way, and the more he thought about it, the more he admired him.

I'm just a small doctor; even if I shouted until hoarse, I'd only have mentioned the inpatient chief—how could a senior director from another specialty listen to me? That's a joke.

In the ICU, the patient who underwent liver repair and splenectomy yesterday was already prepared for extubation, with stable vital signs accompanied by low fever.

But that's nothing; as long as vital signs are stable, the patient can be transferred out of the ICU.

For the ICU, liver repair and splenectomy are as minor as an appendectomy in general surgery—trivial matters.

But when Director Qian saw Su Yun, his face looked especially grim.

It was just unpleasant; there was absolutely no look of seeing a traitor.

But when he looked at Director Pan and at me, Zheng Ren felt a killing intent… damn it.

Zheng Ren really wanted to tell Director Qian that he didn't want Su Yun to follow him around like a ghost either.

You think I want that!

Too bad Director Qian can't hear Zheng Ren's thoughts.

Su Yun seemed unaware of Director Qian's odd gaze, always following behind, her black hair fluttering over her forehead.

After checking around, the three returned to the emergency ward; by then the nurses had arrived one after another, and Chang Yue was at the computer writing today's progress notes.

Seeing Zheng Ren and Director Pan return, Chang Yue's face showed the same smile she usually had in the ward.

Zheng Ren's heart tightened with a special sense of foreboding—what trick is this? As someone who knows the situation, he knew Chang Yue's smile definitely wasn't meant for him.

Recalling what Su Yun had said, Zheng Ren guessed that perhaps Chang Yue, as a lobbyist, wanted to persuade Director Pan to launch an interventional therapy for liver cancer.

Before Chang Yue could speak, Director Pan pulled a red stiff paper from his pocket, looking like a wedding invitation.

Zheng Ren, this is for you—get ready later." Director Pan nodded at Chang Yue, then handed the invitation to Zheng Ren.

This is...

Zheng Ren took the invitation, but it wasn't a wedding invite; it read "National Emergency and Rescue Education Tour, Hai Cheng stop."

Emergency department doctors are dwindling, and many second-tier and lower hospitals in big cities have shut down their ERs." Director Pan said: "That's why Cui Lao of the emergency medicine discipline organized a touring lecture, with leading experts from various fields nationwide heading it, to carry out emergency medicine education.

Zheng Ren shook his head.

Is the shortage in the emergency department due to insufficient education?

No.

Earnings are low, safety coefficient is low, there's almost daily emergency work, adrenaline levels fluctuate wildly each day, which will definitely have a huge impact on one's health.

Low earnings refer to the money made under the sun. An appendectomy 17 years ago had a pure surgery fee of 234 yuan. Over these 17 years they've apparently been raising prices, but Zheng Ren couldn't be bothered.

Raise it again—could it reach 2000? An appendectomy is one of the smallest surgeries in general surgery, requiring two ward surgeons, at least one anesthesiologist, one instrument nurse, and one circulating nurse.

Five people, busy for an hour, earn 234 yuan.

Not long ago, a woman brought her dog to the emergency department in the middle of the night. When told they wouldn't treat the dog, she kicked up a fuss.

The pet hospital near City First Hospital opens emergency registration at night… well, sort of emergency, starting at 200. If a dog eats something like a sock and needs surgery to remove it, the surgery fee starts at 5000.

For a period, Zheng Ren even wanted to become a veterinarian.

But thinking of all those years of studying by hanging beams and pricking his thigh, later becoming a vet would leave him unsatisfied, so he just gave up on that idea.

Now a wave is rising nationwide, with various technical professionals from the north being poached by the south.

Medical technicians are being offered high salaries, making Zheng Ren's eyes turn red.

Six months ago, a private hospital somewhere recruited him, offering an after-tax annual salary of 300,000 yuan. Zheng Ren considered it repeatedly due to promotion concerns, but ultimately gave it up.

This is just about income; safety is also a major issue.

Having only been in the emergency department a few days, Zheng Ren directly faced the possibility of being beaten twice. Later he managed to avoid both by luck, but he knows getting hit is just a matter of time.

If he runs into a 'professional' thug who knows his limits, it's just some flesh wounds; if it's an amateur… getting injured or disabled is also normal.

As for pediatrics, it's even worse. The occupational risk level for pediatric nurses is the highest in the medical field!

The pediatric emergency department at City First Hospital is in a semi-paralyzed state; reportedly, the hospital once wanted to transfer a pediatrician out to the ER, but that person simply resigned and went south.

Zheng Ren's heart instantly flooded with countless complaints; looking at the meeting invitation in his hand, the bright red color was especially glaring.

Seeing Zheng Ren dazed, Director Pan also knew what he was thinking and said, "Going to study and exchange is never wrong."

Okay." Zheng Ren glanced at it like a patient handing him a business card, saw it was for something nearly two months later, casually slipped the invitation into a drawer, estimating he'd forget about it in a few minutes.

Chang Yue's eyebrows furrowed, her double eyelids—larger than her eyes—twitched slightly, making her look like a cute cartoon character.

Director Pan said, "I'll go check the front; you watch the ward."

After saying that, the old man walked away with his hands behind his back, leaving the emergency ward.

Chang Yue chased after him.

Soon after, she returned with an uncertain expression.

Hey, what evil scheme are you hatching?" Seeing Chang Yue's look, Su Yun asked.

"I just asked the Director something." Chang Yue pondered, then said.

"What is it?" Zheng Renhe and Su Yun said in unison.

Both are smart; the only difference is one is so handsome it's painful to look at, while the other is rather ordinary.

"It's not just a question of whether Sister Yun can do Shou Bing, is it?" Chang Yue worried about the matter, speaking a bit slowly, "The Director said he'd consider it; what do you think he's considering?"