Chapter 252: with translation of chapter title

0246 Interview (5/5, extra chapter 4 for Alliance Leader Lurenyi)

「I will do a live broadcast Shou Bing tomorrow, I need to rest well today, Editor-in-chief Tang, sorry. 」 Zheng Ren politely declined Tangxiu's goodwill.

Watching Zheng Ren's departing back, Tangxiu froze.

A photojournalist holding a camera angrily said: "What are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf, still doing a live broadcast Shou Bing, just a small doctor from Hai Cheng, coming to Di Du and thinking you've risen to heaven?!"

Tangxiu's brows knit tightly, she raised her hand, stopping the cameraman's words.

"Live broadcast Shou Bing? Or in Di Du? The Hai Cheng doctor invited to Di Du to do Shou Bing? This seems like a great news topic!"

If it's true, that would be great.

Tangxiu immediately asked: "You guys here, who knows a doctor?"

The three of them, another text reporter raised his hand and said: "My high school classmate, he's a doctor in the internal medicine department of this hospital."

"Contact him immediately, let's go find him." Tangxiu had no hesitation, not the slightest unhappiness from Zheng Ren's refusal.

"Editor-in-chief Tang, what's the matter?" That person also had some dissatisfaction with Zheng Ren's attitude, nagging.

"Stupid!" Tangxiu reached out and tapped each on the back of the head, "I know Doctor Zheng's skill. When my father was brought to the hospital by the Emergency Rescue Service, his blood pressure couldn't be measured. He underwent emergency Shou Bing, and my father was transferred out of the intensive care unit the next day."

"Editor-in-chief Tang, I know this matter. But our goodwill has been expressed clearly enough; they're giving us the cold shoulder." The photojournalist spouted nonsense.

"I'm not talking about that." Tangxiu pondered, "My meaning is, Doctor Zheng's skill is high; maybe he really was invited to Di Du to do Shou Bing."

"Editor-in-chief Tang, I'm not saying you, but that's too fantastical. Just think about Hai Cheng, could it be possible?"

"Let's inquire; it won't hurt. Otherwise, we came with a big show and returned empty-handed, which wouldn't be easy to explain." Tangxiu used her workplace experience to explain, thus convincing the two temporary subordinates.

After making the call and contacting the classmate, the three hurried to the respiratory internal medicine ward of the Inpatient Department.

Afternoon, exactly when internal medicine doctors are busy. The three also couldn't disturb, so they stood quietly in the hallway waiting.

Tangxiu also wasn't idle, she activated her connections in Di Du to search for traces left by Zheng Ren these days.

Different trades are like different mountains; without a doctor, understanding these things is really hard.

Tangxiu's side soon had no movement, basically no clues at all. The photojournalist looked impatient, but since Tangxiu's rank was higher, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only stand in Di Du's cold wind, smoking one cigarette after another.

Until evening off work, that doctor originally from Hai Cheng finally came out with a face of fatigue and apology.

"Old classmate, are you guys coming to Di Du for an interview? If you have nothing to do, did you forget I'm here?" The doctor forced himself to cheer up, saying a few cold, playful remarks.

"Isn't it because I heard that in the recent medical worker injury case, there was a doctor on the scene doing rescues who is from Hai Cheng, so we came over to check, looking for news material? You also know that now promoting positive social energy, this kind of topic is easier to yield results." The doctor's classmate said with a smile.

"Then wait for me to finish, tonight I'll treat you to dinner, we can talk while we eat."

Well, don't say it, we really found the right person.

This doctor was obviously interested in Tangxiu's interview topic, hastily changed clothes, and ran out in casual wear.

The sky was already dark, the few people didn't go far, they found a familiar restaurant nearby, got a private room, and started chatting while eating.

"I'm also curious, when did Hai Cheng produce such a talent?" The doctor sat down and said: "On the morning of the incident, I accompanied the Boss on outpatient rounds; that scene startled me, it was too bloody."

Tangxiu and the others looked at each other, bloody? What could be bloody?

"I first went to the Inpatient Department to change into a White Coat, then rushed to the outpatient clinic. On the way, I saw a cart being pushed forward, someone clearing the path ahead, just to save a little time."

"I knew at a glance it was definitely an emergency critical case. But seeing such things often, I feel nothing. You say, which day in the hospital doesn't someone die?" The doctor opened up and talked endlessly.

The few people smiled awkwardly; they're all veterans at the drinking table, knowing how to liven up the atmosphere without embarrassment, they handled this measure well.

"Later, when the cart passed by my side, I was scared stiff. The blood flowed freely from the cart. That's not the key; the key is that a person was kneeling on the cart, performing manual hemostasis!"

"What is manual hemostasis?" Tangxiu asked.

"Doctor Fang was stabbed through the liver, diaphragm, lungs…… Put it this way, with such an injury, the blood loss in one minute could cause shock, in five minutes death. If it weren't for Director Zheng making a quick decision, Doctor Fang would probably have already had his seventh-day memorial, and by this time next year, the grass on his grave would be as tall as a person."

Tangxiu imagined Zheng Ren kneeling on the cart, as if returning to the day her father collapsed from a ruptured hepatic blood vessel aneurysm.

In just an instant, her whole body shuddered.

Not fear, but excitement.

The doctor hadn't noticed yet, continuing: "My eyes are sharp; at a glance I saw Director Zheng's left shoulder still bleeding, I guessed he was also injured and wanted to go up to replace him. I didn't expect him to kick me in the chest with a foot, and it still hurts now."

"That violent?" The doctor's classmate exclaimed in surprise.

"Ah, this isn't violence; I was just in a hurry, seeing a person in a White Coat on the cart, with manual hemostasis being done by someone in casual clothes, I instinctively wanted to help. If it were me, don't look at me having a Doctorate, manual hemostasis is just something I've seen in books; I don't know where the hepatic artery and vein are, or how much force to use." The doctor said.

"Then what happened?" Tangxiu continued to ask.

"It's said Doctor Fang not only bled, but also had a tension pneumothorax. Look that up yourselves online, I won't give a science popularization. Director Zheng used a syringe needle to release air, plus manual hemostasis, and that's how he sent Doctor Fang alive to the Operating Room."

"So impressive…… Tangxiu was unaware of Mingli, her eyes were all over the place."

"By the way, we met Doctor Zheng this afternoon; he said tomorrow there's a live broadcast Shou Bing? Do you know about this?" The doctor's classmate asked.

"That's not clear either. You also know we're busy every day to the point of knocking our heels against our calves, still have to do research and get promoted; some people don't even dare to pursue a relationship."

Why?

No time to accompany. Where did you meet Director Zheng?

Intervention Department

I'll make a call to ask, wait a moment." The doctor immediately took out his phone to look up the contacts.

Talking about this "gossip", he asked a few questions, also felt curious, so he simply called over the Intervention Department doctor he knew.

Soon, Tangxiu and the three felt their blood boil.