Chapter 421: line with translation of title

I guess it was just something from childhood; Zheng Ren had a speculation about the patient's condition, so he arranged for the patient to go to neurosurgery for a consultation, to see if surgery could be done.

Open a branch of the Shou Bing Skill Tree for a major department……

Such things, Zheng Ren can do; there are still three master-level skill books now, at the very least the starting point must be higher than others.

But just being master-level is not enough.

The patient's steel needle is located near the language and motor centers; a little carelessness will cause extremely serious consequences.

Moreover, there is another point that needs consideration.

The patient had the steel needle inserted a long time ago, at least forty years.

With the passage of time, the steel needle will also corrode.

Want to open the cranial cavity, then use hemostatic forceps to clamp the steel needle and take it out directly?

You're joking!

Zheng Ren dares to be 100% certain that the steel needle will definitely break.

How to take it out from inside? How long will the surgery take? How to care for after the operation?

Surgery is not something one person does alone.

Although he had a Big Pig Trotter by his side, Zheng Ren's mind remained calm; after analyzing the patient's condition, he let her go to neurosurgery.

After hearing Zheng Ren's explanation, the friend who accompanied the patient first burst into tears.

She had suffered hardships since childhood; she never expected there would still be such a ghost gate waiting for her.

Feeling helpless yet relieved, after sending the patient away, Zheng Ren felt somewhat tired.

After reporting this matter to Director Pan, Zheng Ren knew the old director must have been startled as well.

If the patient really went for a nuclear magnetic resonance scan, they might die on the machine……

Forget it; there are many things, truly nowhere to reason.

Zheng Ren now especially values the Big Pig Trotter, which after several missions gives him an additional attribute of luck +8.

Thus inferred, after completing the second stage of the Ming Pearl on the crown, the real major reward is not 3000 cases of radiofrequency ablation surgery experience, but surgery completion degree +2.

Afternoon past three, Zheng Ren was reading a book, while Su Yun ran to see Yang Lili.

According to his saying, "he who walks a hundred li is only halfway at ninety"; in this final period, nothing must go wrong.

With a series of knocks, Zheng Ren looked up and saw a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit standing at the door of the doctor's office in the Jizhenbingfang.

"Is Doctor Zheng in?" that person asked.

"Hello, I am he, you are..." Zheng Ren stood up and asked.

From his attire, Zheng Ren already guessed this person's background.

Lianhua Township, the mayor of Zhonghe Town has arrived.

"Doctor Zheng, greetings, greetings." The mayor had no airs; upon seeing Zheng Ren, he warmly extended both hands, "I am the mayor of Zhonghe Town, Pan Ziyao."

"Mayor Pan, hello." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Doctor Zheng, I just came from Director Pan's place, causing you trouble." Pan Ziyao said politely, "These folks only think about the betrothal money. Is human life important, or money important? They all have their eyes on money."

"It is I who gave you trouble." Zheng Ren said sincerely.

"No, no." Pan Ziyao said: "Grassroots work is not easy; now it's better, everyone has a few melons and dates. If it were a few years ago, I'm afraid even I wouldn't be useful."

Afterwards, Zheng Ren didn't know what to say.

Pan Ziyao has especially high emotional intelligence; he laughed and asked which ward the young female patient from Zhonghe Town stayed in, then he himself tucked his package and went over.

Zheng Ren wanted to accompany, but Pan Ziyao politely pushed him back, saying such a small matter wasn't worth watching.

Soon, a string of cursing came from the ward side.

"That damn Old Wang, you just know how to cause trouble for me, don't you? Go ahead and court death; if you want to die, don't drag your daughter down with you. I tell you, next year your land..."

A string of vulgar language embodies simplicity, crudeness, and directness.

Zheng Ren broke out in a sweat.

After a few minutes, Pan Ziyao came back laughing; one could not tell that the string of abuse just now came from this mild, ordinary middle-aged man before us.

"Let Doctor Zheng see the joke." Pan Ziyao said.

"..." Zheng Ren concluded.

"Grassroots work is hard." Pan Ziyao said: "If you don't use threats and lures, just speak nicely, no matter what the matter, the chance of getting it done is especially small. Regardless of right or wrong, go up and first curse him with a torrent of filth, then talk about the matter."

"..." Zheng Ren still didn't know how to answer.

"That girl is already dying of illness, yet Old Wang has feces in his brain and still thinks about the betrothal." Saying this, Pan Ziyao felt a bit embarrassed, gave a hehe smile, and said: "I'm used to speaking like this; Doctor Zheng, please don't take offense."

"No, no." Zheng Ren quickly waved his hand and asked: "How did the talks go?"

"The surgery will be immediate; if you're ready, Old Wang will come to sign." Pan Ziyao said.

Zheng Ren let out a breath.

The girl with appendicitis, the background of the System Panel is turning ever redder; I estimate her appendix is not far from perforation.

Just agree, just agree.

Zheng Ren quickly had Chang Yue do preoperative preparations, while he himself went to check the patient's preoperative condition. This surgery, Zheng Ren intends to perform personally.

"Personally," these two words, Zheng Ren would not have thought of them a few months ago.

Back then, being able to do a surgery was already not bad. For some major surgeries, Director Liu allowing Zheng Ren to suture skin was already considered being in a good mood.

A few months later, this appendicitis surgery, Zheng Ren almost ignored it.

If it weren't for this patient being special, with Director Pan finding the township head of Lianhua Township to resolve the patient's non-medical factors, Zheng Ren would definitely have Su Yun bring Yang Lei onto the stage.

In less than half an hour, signing, prepping the skin, and leaving the needle were all completed.

Su Yun pushed the patient onto the stage; Zheng Ren and Pan Ziyao exchanged polite greetings, then followed up as well.

Only then did Pan Ziyao catch his breath.

He was a college student twenty years ago, now over forty, still just a town mayor, can be said to be doing particularly poorly.

Because he is relatively upright, he has a strong scholarly air.

But after many years of grinding at the grassroots, he no longer thinks about climbing up, and his thoughts have sunk.

Originally today he should have been doing targeted poverty alleviation at the grassroots, various mobile check-ins, busy to the point of being unable to cope.

But after receiving the township head's call, he immediately put aside all his work and rushed to Hai Cheng.

The people in the little village are of what conduct, Pan Ziyao knows.

Why not do the surgery, Pan Ziyao knows even more.

A Few Years Ago||Term, there was a girl who, because her family refused the Shou Bing, died alive of illness in Hai Cheng People's Hospital.

Although this was the family's choice, without crying or making a fuss, they sent the person to the crematorium and that was it. But...

A living person just died of illness like that, and it's not that there's no way to treat it!

Related to the township head's call, but the main point is that although Pan Ziyao has been worn out by life, he has not yet lost his last conscience.

Fortunately he caught up, Pan Ziyao searched for a while, sneaked to the restroom to smoke a cigarette, then came to the door of the Operating Room.

He still wanted to scold the patient's father a few sentences; this day he was busy like a dog, and he still added chaos.

Before he could start scolding, the door of the Operating Room opened, Su Yun pushed the patient out.

Yesterday a reader asked about late-stage breast cancer. Life, a reverse journey. Improve quality of life; when you can't hold on, let go, to depart with dignity.

Having said that, I'll add a few more sentences. Urban novels generally have no main line, uh, making money and showing off don't count. This book has always wanted to bring everyone a light and pleasant reading experience. But medicine, in the end, is still despair. Many years ago, a friend said, medical novels, although niche, have high subscriptions, can be written. I felt despair and never wrote.

But after reading Zhi Niao Cun Da Da's book, I felt that I could use simple and lightheartedness to dilute this sadness and helplessness, so I tried to write it. I don't know if readers can see it—this is true heroism, this book has already nailed the theme. In the end, it will be wrapped up solidly.

Having said so much, it's not a spoiler, just feelings evoked.

May all people in the world be free of illness,

Why begrudge the medicine gathering dust on the rack?