Chapter 3155: line with translation of chapter title

Originally Su Yun just said it casually, but didn't expect Zheng Ren to nod and say, "Alright, observation in the Emergency Department is enough."

Actually, it doesn't matter where such a patient stays; come for examination, potassium supplementation, and once the potassium ions rise, they naturally return to normal. As for urinary catheter control, holding urine, and restoring bladder muscle strength, any proper doctor knows that.

For this patient, observation in Jizhen is enough; if they were truly admitted for treatment, there would be various procedures. Although the doctors in the Inpatient Department wouldn't be unhappy because of Zheng Lao Ban's face, the key point is that there's nothing much to treat for the patient.

After contacting Zhou Litao, Zheng Ren went down again to greet him, explained the situation and his own judgment, and specifically reminded Zhou Litao to do two extra tests, especially the ion and kidney function tests.

Zhou Litao was very busy; the Inpatient Chief of the Emergency Department isn't an easy job. Seeing him rushing around nonstop, Zheng Ren also felt that Manager Zhou really was hard-pressed.

However, the patient's System Panel diagnosis was straightforward; Zhou Litao would surely have no problem, and Zheng Ren couldn't be bothered to intervene further, just glancing at the time.

"I'll go take a look at Xiao Shitou; are you coming?" Zheng Ren asked Su Yun.

"Let's take a look; tomorrow's scheduled first surgery for Xiao Shitou." Su Yun said, "After this, he should be able to undergo a lung transplant in about half a month."

"About right; this time I find his condition relatively stable, with minor side effects from perfusion chemotherapy. Xiao Shitou is truly tough; initially I was concerned about the dosage. In the end, during surgery I still gave him 90% of the adult dose, never expecting he'd just run a fever for three days, with hardly any other side effects."

"Looking at the follow-up films, it's also fine; I estimate he's lived to now for a reason." Su Yun laughed, "When I was rescuing in the Emergency Department, I had a feeling: people sometimes get hit by a car and are unrecognizable, yet bounce back within two weeks. Others look fine and then suddenly die."

"How Xiao Shitou will end up is really uncertain."

Zheng Ren said, "I'll go back for a moment; I need to bring the gift I bought for Xiao Shitou. I forgot this morning, so I'll take it and bring it back."

"That hat you bought is ugly!" Su Yun protested, "Xiao Shitou might not like it."

"It's cold; I see him every time he goes out for a walk in the courtyard, his little face turns red from the chill, so this hat is quite suitable."

Su Yun didn't say anything else; Zheng Ren took the hat, and the two went to the special needs ward.

Xiao Shitou was flipping pages on the tablet; Su Yun entered, smiled at Wen Xiaonuan, and said, "Xiao Shitou, what are you doing?"

"Looking at related lung transplant materials, preparing for sequential therapy?" Xiao Shitou lifted his head, showing a faint smile, "Using ECMO?"

"None of your business." Su Yun laughed, "Just lie down there, don't worry about anything; after you wake up, breathing will be much easier. Especially after removing the ventilator, don't rush to breathe—notice how refreshing that first breath feels; that's heaven on earth."

"Is it..." Xiao Shitou started to say half a sentence with a smile, but immediately swallowed it back. Wen Xiaonuan was still present, and Xiao Shitou didn't want her to feel too bad.

"Don't waste time on useless stuff; it'd be better to spend some time playing ranked matches. Life is short, enjoy it while you can." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren came to Xiao Shitou's bedside, first exchanged a few words with Wen Xiaonuan to find out what Xiao Shitou had eaten at noon.

Recently Xiao Shitou's appetite has been good; three days after his liver cancer interventional surgery he had already returned to his previous food intake. With more activity in the hospital lately, his appetite has improved even further.

He also looks a bit plumper than before Zheng Ren went abroad.

"Doctor Zheng, Doctor Su, what would you two like to drink? We have beverages and water." Wen Xiaonuan said politely.

"No trouble, Sis Wen." Zheng Ren said, then looked at Xiao Shitou and added, "You need to be careful on this side—don't let Xiao Shitou eat or drink tomorrow morning."

"I know, no eating or drinking after 12. Actually I think it's unnecessary; local anesthesia surgery doesn't require such caution." Xiao Shitou said.

"What do you know." Su Yun mimicked Zheng Ren, placing his hand on Xiao Shitou's head and ruffling it a few times, "Don't think reading a few days' worth of books makes you a doctor—it's not that easy."

"It's just fear of nausea and vomiting."

"Yeah, during surgery some patients experience severe nausea and vomiting. As for surgery, you've seen it—lying on the operating table, once vomiting occurs it's easy to aspirate."

"Got it!" Xiao Shitou said, "The interventional surgery felt fine; six hours post-op, following the hemostatic plate's instructions, I got up to use the bathroom. The next day, when removing the pressure dressing, there was nothing much—just a pinprick."

"Right, minimally invasive, minimally invasive!" Su Yun laughed.

"When will lung transplants be minimally invasive?" Xiao Shitou asked a "silly" question.

"Um..." Zheng Ren genuinely considered it a question worth pondering.

"Cut the nonsense; if that were the case, humanity would have long since discarded these foul bodies for spiritual forms." Su Yun said, "Rest assured, let me tell you some good news."

"How?"

"I'll also be on stage for your lung transplant surgery." Su Yun said with a chuckle.

"Tch!" Xiao Shitou gave Su Yun a disdainful look, "If you weren't allowed on stage, you'd be the one getting anxious."

"Haha."

"Brother, I've been analyzing those two lines you said when accepting the award on TV and online lately—what do you think?" Xiao Shitou asked.

"Not really thought about it; you're young, don't read too much philosophy or you'll mess up your mind." Zheng Ren laughed.

"Actually I think you usually do an extraordinary amount of work and are really exhausted." Xiao Shitou said seriously, "In my experience, a responsible doctor rounds the wards three or four times a day and chats with patients, while an irresponsible one just does a single round with the director in the morning and that's it."

Zheng Ren found it interesting; being able to speak candidly from a patient's perspective, like a child's unfiltered words, is quite amusing.

"Let me give you a comparison—your annual surgeries… your medical team does at least around 1,500 surgeries a year, right?"

"Over 2,000." Zheng Ren laughed.

"When patients are admitted, you take history, examine, write records, run labs, analyze abnormal values for targeted treatment, prepare pre-op, and explain the condition to families; I think you're very meticulous, not at all like those who are busy to the point of exhaustion every day."

"Because Sister Yue is amazing, I don't have to worry about many things." Zheng Ren laughed, "I only handle performing surgeries and overseeing them; everything else is taken care of by Sister Yue."

"It's not about whether you're impressive or not; you're a Nobel Prize laureate, how could you not be impressive? The team must be top-notch as well… what I mean is…" Xiao Shitou said, seeming to encounter a problem, frowning as he thought carefully.