Chapter 1372: with translation of chapter title

"Want a bedside ultrasound." Zheng Ren's senior doctor's true nature gradually took over; when giving medical orders, there was no hesitation. His tone carried an irresistible force; although he was smiling, his tone was extremely firm.

"Oh." The gastroenterology doctor hurried to make a call, then suddenly remembered something, and whispered: "Teacher, our doctors here might not be able to perform nodular peritonitis..."

"It's nodular fat membrane inflammation. Not being able to do it doesn't matter, I'm here after all." Zheng Ren answered as a matter of course.

Su Yun sighed, one must have a lot of confidence to say such words.

However, if it's nodular fat membrane inflammation, treatment is simple, just hormone shock. Su Yun's eyes narrowed; she always felt her boss was weird, but this time he could analyze the condition just from the medical record—did he read too many books?

This memory is truly excellent, not much worse than even if it were a bit worse than hers, Su Yun thought.

"Boss Zheng, I'm here." As she spoke, Lin JiaoJiao greeted with a faint smile at the doorway.

She wore a set of outdoor sports gear, looking brisk and with a touch of mature beauty.

"Sister Lin, you're here." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Are we waiting until eight to start the surgery?" Lin JiaoJiao asked with a smile.

Surgery isn't something you can just do whenever you want.

After all, surgery isn't done by one person; as long as it's not an emergency, wait until eight when everyone's on duty, then do it—that's the rule.

Otherwise, dragging all the nurses from their homes in the middle of the night to do surgery… who would be happy? Doctors don't treat nurses and anesthetists as people, so they naturally have ways to deal with the lead surgeon.

Unless you pay a lot and demand overtime. But the hospital can't afford night shift fees, it's just outpatient care, what's the rush?

Besides, overtime means shift swapping; what about daytime?

Moreover, the higher the surgeon's level, the more unwilling they are to make things difficult for nurses. Everyone works during the day, happy and content; why stay up late?

"Sister Lin, I guess your prepared trip won't be needed." Su Yun said with a chuckle.

Lin JiaoJiao heard it, her face changed.

Is this the pace of turning hostile? Why not arrange it myself? Could it be…

Turning hostile can be faster than flipping a page, Lin JiaoJiao lamented inwardly, immediately imagining countless scenarios.

Seeing Lin JiaoJiao's face change greatly, Su Yun chuckled and said: "Sister Lin, there's a local bully to entertain."

"Uh..." Lin JiaoJiao glanced at Liu Xu zhi, this person seemed to have been seen in Di Du. She just smiled and didn't speak. Seeing Liu Xu zhi's impoverished appearance, Lin JiaoJiao couldn't believe he could entertain in any fancy way.

"Not Old Liu." Su Yun said: "Song Ying, the one we met under the Golden Palm building that day, do you remember?"

Lin JiaoJiao had a slight impression; Chief Meng saw him and was terrified.

Lin JiaoJiao knew Chief Meng; he was a good-for-nothing. Few people could make him afraid.

This time Lin JiaoJiao didn't speak.

She felt a bit nervous inside, desperately trying to cling to Boss Zheng's thigh, but couldn't manage. Thinking of this, Lin JiaoJiao felt a bit envious of the man and woman standing outside the door.

That young man named Feng Xu Hui is really lucky; although he ended up disabled, he has such a thick thigh to cling to…

"Sister Lin, is the community side progressing smoothly?" Zheng Ren was still pondering how to perform surgery. He had little interest in going out to play.

If it weren't for Xie Yiren being there, this guy would rather stay in the hotel reading all day than go to the Gobi Desert to eat sand.

"Boss Zheng, I'm handling things, you can relax. I'm also anxious about the community hospital side, but your standards are high, so we can't cut corners." Lin JiaoJiao said with a smile.

At this moment, the gastroenterology doctor walked in and said to Zheng Ren: "Teacher, the ultrasound will be here shortly."

Footsteps sounded in the hallway, then Zhou Chun Yong poked his head in, saw Zheng Ren sitting inside, and walked in smiling. Zheng Ren glanced at the time: 7:45 a. m.

Zhou Chun Yong's arrival was truly punctual; this person also has some ability, organizing the expert team in an orderly manner. Arriving fifteen minutes early to avoid any unexpected situations is also appropriate.

But Zheng Ren didn't understand; with forty or fifty people coming, not counting simultaneous interpretation translators, could they even see the surgery? For a guiding surgery, the operator would definitely be Liu Xu zhi; even if these people aren't afraid of eating sutures, most of them definitely don't have a spot on the observation platform.

Really can't figure out why they came.

"Boss Zheng, you came really early." Zhou Chun Yong laughed and greeted Zheng Ren.

"Director Zhou, morning." Zheng Ren said, lacking interest.

"What's going on?"

"Waiting for surgery, I encountered a patient who developed fever after being treated with quinine for malaria infection." Zheng Ren explained.

"……" Zhou Chun Yong was stunned for a moment.

Does Boss Zheng also excel in internal medicine diseases? Malaria, quinine, fever—these are worlds apart from liver issues.

Zhou Chun Yong didn't ask; he just smiled and said he'd wait outside.

This group of experts, to get into the operating room today and go straight to the observation platform, had argued late into last night. Zhou Chun Yong finally decided, sticking to the old rule—just draw lots.

Ten people ended up as the lucky ones, Zhou Chun Yong being one of them. It's not that he's lucky; he learned some tricks in his youth in the jianghu. Cheating? It's not a big deal.

Zhou Chun Yong is certainly not a saintly man or faithful woman.

As long as it doesn't delay watching the surgery, does drawing lots cheating even count? One can play however they want. But upon arriving at Xilin Town Hospital and seeing Boss Zheng examining a patient… it turned out to be malaria, a disease far removed from him.

The sound of a cart came from the hallway; Zheng Ren stood up and said, "I'm going to do an ultrasound."

Zhou Chun Yong was somewhat puzzled—why still do an ultrasound? Does Boss Zheng even know how to do an ultrasound?

He watched Zheng Ren, Su Yun, Liu Xu zhi, and the local doctors go out, then stood behind and looked around.

The doctor in the ultrasound room was curious about the professor from 912, didn't compete, and prepared to see what level the professor from the superior hospital's superior hospital's superior hospital was.

The cart was pushed into the ward; Zheng Ren glanced and saw a red background panel.

Just as he had guessed, it was indeed nodular fat membrane inflammation.

Liu Xu zhi moved a plain white wooden stool for him; Zheng Ren smiled, applied coupling gel, and began the ultrasound.

The patient's body had scattered red hard nodules of various sizes; light touch caused pain, especially on both thighs, resembling the papules of scarlet fever.

"Widespread papules can be seen over the body, the largest on the leg measuring 4.1×2.4 cm, and…" Zheng Ren muttered while performing the ultrasound.

As he spoke, he stopped and curiously looked at the ultrasound room doctor beside him.

The ultrasound room doctor also looked at him, puzzled.

The two stared at each other for one second; Zheng Ren smiled helplessly and said, "You don't need to record it, right? Going back to write the report?"

"……" The ultrasound room doctor immediately realized what was wrong.

He felt a bit embarrassed, fumbled as he took paper and pen, and began to record.