Chapter 1999: 1929 Victory's Smile and the Sorrow That Turned Hair White

After ten or more seconds had passed, and Feng Xu Hui's heart's little deer had already been knocked dead, Su Yun finally said: "It's sprayed onto the surface mucosa, causing epidermal nerve paralysis, prolonging the time."

"……"

Feng Xu Hui was stunned.

So that's how it is! Could the patient be using fake medicine?

"Fake medicine?" he asks whatever he thinks, already a habit.

Zheng Lao Ban and Yun Ge'er are smart people; I shouldn't play petty tricks. To be seen through and then pretend ignorance while understanding is pointless.

"No, after checking the medicine, it's real medicine." Su Yun said with a smile: "Xiao Feng, let me give you an experience: don't use that medicine in the future. But if you do use it, spray once, a small amount is enough. Do you know how many times the patient used it?"

"……"

Feng Xu Hui faintly guessed the truth.

"Whenever he felt it, he used it once; over three hours, he sprayed a total of fifteen times. Each time he thought the dose wasn't enough, he sprayed half a bottle away. The mucosa absorbs benzocaine quickly, after all it can be absorbed via surface infiltration."

Feng Xu Hui sighed, the world is really wonderful.

Really, nothing can be used too much; if you overuse it, overdose, you'll turn into blue blood.

"Tsk tsk……"

"Yun Ge'er, how was the treatment?" Feng Xu Hui thought about Liu Xiao Jie's every move, his heart slightly swayed.

He quickly changed the subject.

"Give a certain dose of methylene blue, that is, mei lan would be fine. There was once a nitrite poisoning incident, the boss used methylene blue." Su Yun said: "But this time we can't tell what it is, we can only try a small amount of methylene blue as diagnostic therapy."

"Oh oh, should be." Feng Xu Hui casually said.

"Tch, should be? Have you watched too much House? That's abroad! In China, if you often do diagnostic therapy and make a mistake, the patient's family could sue you to death." Su Yun said disdainfully.

Feng Xu Hui thought, indeed so.

Domestic grassroots doctors earn little, face high pressure, these are problems. However Zheng Lao Ban's income… they earned it through ability, not replicable.

"What happened next?" This question is too heavy, Feng Xu Hui continued to ask.

"The boss guessed it was an oral painkiller containing benzocaine, with a too-large single dose. I guess he sprayed this stuff, result, hehe." Su Yun revealed a victor's smile.

"Yun Ge'er, awesome!" Feng Xu Hui sincerely praised.

The little deer knocked dead in my heart can prove it, it's truly from the heart. Even if Feng Xu Hui were given a hundred chances, he could never guess such an answer.

"That's right!" Su Yun said happily: "Although I and the boss think it's an overdose of benzocaine-like anesthetic, after all the final detail is whether I guessed correctly."

This also has to compare… Feng Xu Hui feels somewhat helpless.

"This condition is due to taking a certain drug, causing the patient's blood to lose the function of transporting oxygen to body tissues, making the patient's appearance look bluish-purple." Su Yun said, "So no matter what, moderation is key; even for a toothache oral painkiller, you can't take too much."

"Mm-hmm, I know." Feng Xu Hui's mind still replayed Liu Xiao Jie's blushing pretty face.

"Let's go." Su Yun said.

"Oh, why hasn't Chief Zheng come out yet?" Feng Xu Hui asked.

"He wants to observe for another ten minutes." Su Yun said: "OCD, if he doesn't see signs of patient recovery, or if it's not his own surgery, he feels off."

The two went down the stairs slowly, speaking softly, and returned to the floor where the ICU is.

"What were you doing?" Zheng Ren Gang had just walked out of the ICU ward, saw Su Yun and Feng Xu Hui coming out of the fire escape, and asked.

"Nothing." Su Yun showed a smile everyone understands.

"Going home." Zheng Ren said: "Xiao Feng, don't toss and turn, come live with us."

"Mm." Feng Xu Hui nodded repeatedly.

"Whoever lives with you, I'm going home." Su Yun said disdainfully: "Going home to scold my old lady, and still dare to buy financial products, really just have too much money."

Chang Yue and the patient's family exchanged a few words, smiled and waved goodbye.

It seems Chief Zheng should have finished explaining the condition to the patient's family; that girl, knowing her boyfriend is fine, is much better, no longer the sorrowful figure sobbing in the ICU doorway corner.

This matter is a mess! Feng Xu Hui laughed and cried.

"Ding dong~" the elevator bell rang softly, a person walked out.

"Chief Zheng?"

"Director Sun?"

Zheng Ren saw Director Sun wearing an isolation gown inside, a white coat outside, with a worried face walking out of the elevator.

This is just after surgery, Zheng Ren immediately judged.

The two made eye contact, Director Sun was stunned.

After not seeing each other for a while, Director Sun's hair had turned much whiter, his waist slightly bent, showing old age fully.

"Director Sun, hello." Su Yun also greeted with a laugh from the side.

Director Sun belongs to that kind of medical skill… average, perhaps. But he is cautious, avoiding risk as much as possible.

Back then Liu Tianxing called him to join in causing trouble, but he quickly switched sides; Su Yun has no major objection to him.

"Wall grass" is a good annotation for Director Sun.

Although over fifty, he's still rushing around the hospital at midnight, looking rather pitiful. Moreover, seeing his expression, he must have encountered some difficulty.

"Chief Zheng, how did you come back?" Director Sun, as if seeing hope, stepped forward and grabbed Zheng Ren's hand.

Being grabbed by a man, Zheng Ren is obviously not used to it.

He pretended it was unintentional, shaking off Director Sun's hand, and said with a smile: "I came back to check on the old chief; it's not that there just happened to be an emergency patient sent to ICU, so I came up to take a look."

Director Sun didn't mind the earlier awkwardness; he grabbed Zheng Ren's sleeve, as if grabbing Zheng Ren meant grabbing hope.

Zheng Ren frowned, what's going on?

"Chief Zheng, there's a matter, please take a look." Director Sun said worriedly.

"Patient? Surgery?"

"Mm." Director Sun nodded.

"All right." Zheng Ren raised his hand, shook off Director Sun's hand, went to Xie Yiren's side, wiped his hands on his trousers, took Xiao Yi Ren's hand and softly said a couple of words, then stroked her head.

Several people went their separate ways, Zheng Ren returned to Director Sun's side and asked: "What patient?"

Director Sun didn't answer, but looked left and right, then said with worry: "Chief Zheng, let's find a quiet place to talk."

This is because the patient's family is dissatisfied with the diagnosis and treatment, and there is a tendency to erupt.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun understood each other, took Feng Xu Hui with them, and followed Director Sun into the elevator.

Seeing that the floor Director Sun pressed was not the familiar floor of the General Surgery Department II that Zheng Ren knew, Zheng Ren felt somewhat surprised.

"Chief Zheng, I dare not return to the ward." Director Sun, in the enclosed elevator space, seemed to relax a bit and let out a long sigh.