Chapter 1201: with translation of the chapter title

1168 people, hey, if they're courting death, you really can't stop them (29000 extra chapters ×15 seeking monthly tickets)

Thus line 【1】 translation: "1168 people, hey, if they're courting death, you really can't stop them (29000 extra chapters ×15 seeking monthly tickets)". Ensure no extra commentary.

Watching Zhou Litao escort the patient to the Gastroenterology Surgery, Zheng Ren felt many sighs in his heart.

This matter, really there's no way to talk about it. Looking at it, the two people seem quite simple and clean, how could it be... As for what story lies behind, it's unknown. Zheng Ren also isn't interested in knowing; he's more interested in the surgery instead.

What they do is their freedom. But coming to the Hospital, as a doctor, one must consider how to treat and save patients.

Although the two are a bit troublesome, they are still patients, aren't they?

"Xiao Zheng, come with me." Cui Lao, hands behind his back, called Zheng Ren to the consultation room.

At this time, the clinic was already open, and the consultation room door wasn't closed.

However, ordinary patients can't enter Cui Lao's consultation room; here there's no registration, only patients that other doctors think have problems are sent over for Cui Lao to take a look.

"Xiao Zheng, ah, do you know what disease in the Emergency Department is most headache-inducing?" Cui Lao asked.

"Heart attack?"

"In the past, myocardial infarction was controlled with medication, the effect was poor, and many patients just died like that. But with the development of interventional surgery, the mortality rate of acute myocardial infarction patients has greatly decreased, and it's no longer considered the most headache-inducing." Cui Lao walked while stepping on the green line on the floor.

"Chest pain center, green channel, do you really think it's set up for nothing?"

"Ugh..." Zheng Ren actually feels that in the Emergency Department, whatever disease, it's very headache-inducing. Like the patient just now, it's a very typical case.

His General Surgery Department surgical skill has already reached master-level; although it can't be compared to interventional surgery, even so, for the patient just now, Zheng Ren doesn't have confidence to pull off this surgery.

Most headache-inducing...

"Aside from unknown major disasters and epidemics, in your medical imaging, the sign of death is the most headache-inducing." Cui Lao returned to the consultation room, took a key from his waist, and opened a drawer.

"Inside is the index of patient cases I've collected over the past several decades nationwide, with clear diagnoses of the sign of death." Cui Lao said: "In my lifetime, I have no possibility of solving this problem, so I'll leave it for future generations."

Zheng Ren felt solemn.

The so-called sign of death refers to an imaging manifestation where gas accumulates in the portal vein, accompanied by intestinal obstruction or intestinal ischemia, necrosis, etc.

Simple portal vein gas accumulation has a relatively good treatment effect. But once complications such as intestinal ischemia, necrosis, and sepsis occur, there is basically no chance of rescue.

Ordinary doctors worry about encountering myocardial infarction, aortic dissection aneurysm, etc., because these conditions are acute and patients may suffer sudden cardiac death.

But from Cui Lao's perspective, these diseases already have treatment methods, so they aren't that difficult a problem. His gaze focuses on some rare yet deadly diseases; if solved, who knows what chain reactions might be triggered.

Perhaps a brand-new technology tree could be unlocked as well.

But this requires countless people to persistently explore and pursue; it's likely a process of constant trial and error.

Zheng Ren looked at that stack of index, feeling inexplicably surprised. These are just the index; the actual number of cases is absolutely a huge number.

"You have a deep understanding of medical imaging research; if you have time, come chat with me about the sign of death. Over these years, I've thought a lot and gained some insights." Cui Lao didn't demand or ask Zheng Ren to take over his research work; instead, he took out the index, and his withered fingers lightly brushed over the file folder made of kraft paper, so gently.

"I've only seen a few case reports of this disease." Zheng Ren isn't timid either; he's seen a lot of related material in the System Library, and although he hasn't deliberately studied it, he needs to know what the sign of death is.

This is to avoid, when encountering such patients in the Emergency Department, causing patient death due to his own mistake.

Portal vein gas accumulation and biliary duct gas accumulation imaging manifestations are easily confused; Zheng Ren doesn't want to misdiagnose.

The old and the young began chatting about portal vein gas accumulation; outside, the shadows of willow leaves swayed gently, tranquil and beautiful.

After one and a half hours, the two were still chatting when suddenly the office door was pushed open, and Zhou Litao rushed in flustered.

"What's the matter?" Cui Lao wasn't in a hurry, nor was he startled like other old people.

Old people who have gone through the Emergency Department's baptism are just different.

"Cui Lao, the patient, that patient just now ran away!" Zhou Litao said.

"Huh? Ran away?"

"In the Gastroenterology Surgery? Have the admission procedures been done?" Zheng Ren considered things in more detail and minutiae.

"The admission procedures are done, I brought them along." Zhou Litao said: "This isn't me pondering to ask when the surgery will be done; if I have time, I'll go take a look. As a result, the gastroenterology side was in an uproar; the patient and his family were all gone, and the people from the Medical Department had all arrived.

"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.

How can one even talk about this matter?

The patient's condition really could lead to death at any moment. Just thinking about the blood vessel next to the glass bottle fragments in the film, Zheng Ren feels that him surviving five years would be a miracle.

Damn, he's even lost bowel control, and still running around everywhere!

This person, if he's courting death, really can't be stopped.

Now there's going to be busy work; the Medical Department will definitely need to make a scene, record the disappearance time, try to clear their responsibility, lest the patient die outside and relatives bring the corpse over to cause trouble.

Zheng Ren shook his head and let out a light sigh.

"Xiao Zheng, go get busy." Cui Lao said: "I'll go take a look; the Emergency Department is like this, day after day without a moment of ease.

Zheng Ren quickly stood up, but didn't go to support Cui Lao. The old man's body is still fine, and moreover he's very strong-willed. Showing respect, one can't do it this way, or it would provoke Cui Lao's resentment.

All the way back, Cui Lao's steps were slightly quicker; he was obviously a bit anxious, wanting to know what had happened.

Zheng Ren didn't follow him up, but returned to the Intervention Department.

After checking the patients, those who underwent surgery today are recovering well, with no problems at all. The new TIPS Surgery has become quite mature.

Zheng Ren thought about the missing patient, feeling somewhat gloomy.

"Ding-dong~"

The task notification sound rang in his ear.

【Urgent Task: Redemption.

Task Content: Young people make mistakes, everyone will forgive——successfully rescue the patient with a rectal foreign body.

Task Reward: Experience Points 150,000, Skill Points 10,000.

Task Time: 24 hours.】

Zheng Ren glanced at the task and gave a bitter smile.

The patient isn't even here, so who am I supposed to redeem? Redemption? Who will redeem me? Besides, even if the patient were present, the surgery would be very difficult.

Zheng Ren Afternoon calculated, even if he himself went on stage to perform Shou Bing, the success rate would not be high, only a fifty percent chance... guaranteeing the patient leaves the stage alive, as for whether that five-year-old old bottle can be taken out is uncertain.