Chapter 152: 0149 Security Fan Tian Shui

The patient's condition is not complicated, just simple acute cholecystitis.

When pushing the patient to the Emergency Department ward in the Emergency Department, Su Yun and Xie Yiren had already disappeared, presumably gone to prepare for surgery.

Normally, the junior doctor needs to see the patient, give preoperative instructions, wait for preoperative preparations to finish, then push the patient onto the operating table. After anesthesia ends, disinfection begins, and when laying the sterile drape, they call the senior doctor.

Zheng Ren's so-called "junior doctor" boasts of being flawless, but being able to toss the senior doctor into the ward to prepare for surgery shows a huge flaw.

Cannot complain, it's not just a complaint point, it's huge to the level of a complaint pit.

However, because it's daytime, Yang Lei and Chang Yue have both returned, so there's no shortage of staff below, and Zheng Ren happened to slack off.

Half an hour later, the patient's preoperative preparations are complete, Chang Yue has finished briefing the patient's family, and Yang Lei pushes the patient to the operating room.

Zheng Ren feels a bit of the benefit of being a senior doctor.

However, the downside is that the senior doctor must take responsibility; for example, if a surgery encounters an accident and the senior doctor doesn't shoulder it but instead complains everywhere, even a department head couldn't last long.

Zheng Ren once heard that in the obstetrics department of another hospital, there was a department head like this; whenever something went wrong, he would surely push the blame onto the junior doctor.

So later, when a ward patient has an issue, the junior doctor will call him to ask for instructions and report, and record it in the medical record. If the call isn't answered, the doctor will truthfully record it.

Not long after, this department head stepped down to a secondary line due to lack of sleep and other subhealth conditions.

Of course, this is just an extreme case. Zheng Ren is merely an Inpatient Chief and can't consider that much. Moreover, with the system this Big Pig Trotter, existing diagnosis and treatment are completely fine.

Going to the operating room, changing clothes, Zheng Ren came to Shujian.

The Chu Family Sisters' anesthesia is complete, Su Yun is laying the sterile drape.

The timing is just right; Zheng Ren scrubs his hands, changes into the surgical gown, and steps into the surgeon's position.

Today's patient condition is relatively simple; it's a laparoscopic surgery. Su Yun has prepared the instruments, waiting for Yang Lei to finish scrubbing and go up, then the surgery officially begins.

It's just a gallbladder removal surgery; more than ten minutes later, Zheng Ren removed the gallbladder, placed it in the pathology specimen basin, and took it out to show the family.

Su Yun and Yang Lei irrigate the abdominal cavity and suture.

Their coordination is almost perfect; the Emergency Department operating room is increasingly resembling a mature, standardized large department.

Yang Lei finishes the last stitch, and the patient wakes from general anesthesia.

Regarding the Chu Family Sisters' level, Yang Lei has always admired them. To achieve this, one must not only be familiar with the patients' medication dosages and drug metabolism times, but also understand each doctor's technique and speed.

Otherwise, if the patient wakes up still needing a few stitches, it would be awkward.

One surgery took less than an hour from start to finish; Yang Lei waited for the patient to fully wake up, pushed them back, and the Emergency Department operating room fell silent again.

Three girls holding snacks hid in the duty room, chatting quietly while eating, appearing as if time were peaceful.

After the patient steps down, Chang Yue rushes around; besides the surgical record written by Zheng Ren, all other clerical work is Chang Yue's.

However, Chang Yue enjoys it tirelessly.

After all, there are no night shifts; Zheng Ren's surgeries go well, so there's basically nothing messy left for her to handle.

So Chang Yue also has nothing to complain about, happily doing clerical work and managing the ward.

Yang Lei has almost no presence; not only in the Emergency Department ward, but also before in General Surgery Department One, it's the same. Most of the time, his patients don't even know what he's called.

It's not that Yang Lei doesn't care about patients; he does rounds three to five times a day to understand the condition, but somehow patients just can't remember him… perhaps this is a special constitution.

Only one emergency case came during the day, making Zheng Ren somewhat unaccustomed, feeling anxious, always thinking that if he doesn't do three to five surgeries a day, there will surely be a larger emergency rescue waiting for him.

At seven or eight in the evening, it's precisely the busiest time for the Emergency Department.

Zheng Ren went downstairs, inspected the Emergency Department observation room once around, seeing no missing critical patients or those with rare conditions, then he relaxed.

Preparing to go to the clinic room to have a look, when passing the security room, Zheng Ren saw someone sitting inside who looked very familiar.

He stopped his steps and examined closely.

It turned out to be Fan Tian Shui, who had rescued him a few days earlier.

"Fan big brother, what are you doing here?" Zheng Ren exclaimed in surprise.

"Doctor Zheng, hello." Fan Tian Shui stood tall and straight like a spear, walking with the vigor of a dragon and tiger; there was no trace of his former sickly, down-and-out appearance.

"The manager had me come to the Emergency Department of City First Hospital."

"Xiao Liu?"

"Mm." Fan Tian Shui smiled, "The security work here was originally handled by another security company, but the manager said their work wasn't meticulous; rather than having me guard nearby every day, it's better to just take over this job."

The hospital's nurses and nurse aides are all personnel from some domestic service company, which Zheng Ren knows. But are the security guards all from security companies?

Previously Zheng Ren had no concept of this, until Fan Tian Shui mentioned it did he have a vague impression.

"Thank you for your hard work." Zheng Ren sincerely thanked.

"This place is quite good; I should be thanking you." Fan Tian Shui felt a bit embarrassed, saying awkwardly: "A monthly salary of 3000 yuan, with food and lodging provided, and there's not much physical labor."

The requirements are really simple, Zheng Ren thought.

"By the way, Fan big brother, if someone causes trouble, you must not use excessive force." Zheng Ren suddenly realized something and reminded Fan Tian Shui.

"Don't worry." Fan Tian Shui grinned, "They're all civilians; good or bad, public security handles it—I'm only responsible for safety here."

"That's good." Zheng Ren then relaxed, "These are internal matters among the people; we must absolutely avoid causing a major incident—care for a cigarette?"

"Sure." Fan Tian Shui and Zheng Ren went to the smoking room shack outside the Emergency Department, and he pulled out a pack of Lin Hai Lingzhi cigarettes from his person.

This cigarette is too harsh, like the old people's Hama Lai; Zheng Ren can't smoke it.

"Busy?"

"Not busy." The two lit their cigarettes, and Fan Tian Shui took a deep drag: "The manager previously notified some people near City First Hospital, saying that if there were any organized disturbances at the hospital, they'd be made to suffer the consequences. So the hospital is now quite peaceful; anyone with a bit of status knows this and goes to other hospitals."

"……" Zheng Ren stared blankly, never expecting that he would have contributed to the hospital in this way.

Although somewhat inexplicably sad, he after all is the one who gained the benefit; the sadness is fleeting, while joy predominates.

As long as one is a normal person, nobody likes working in an unstable environment.

Although Zheng Ren relies on ability to perform surgeries and relies on ability to remain single as a steel-straight man, he thinks the same way.

"How's life at the company?" Zheng Ren asked a pointless question.

Looking at Fan Tian Shui's current condition, compared to when he was ill, it's worlds apart; one can imagine the answer.

Fan Tian Shui said sincerely: "I heard from Doctor Chang and the Manager that it was Doctor Zheng you who helped contact, this favor I remember. At the company it's not bad, each month there isn't much expense, besides helping a little the families of fallen comrades-in-arms, I can save over a thousand yuan."

"Hmm, that's good." Zheng Ren nodded.

The two chatted a few more words, the cigarette went out, the conversation died.