Chapter 458: line with translation of chapter title

In the emergency department corridor, the place was full of people, filled with various complex smells, everywhere were painful groans and the anxious emotions of family members.

Professor Rudolf Wagner furrowed his brows; this kind of medical and consultation environment is something he cannot accept.

Even in Germany, he has to go to the emergency department several times a year, but that is completely unlike the scene before him.

After poking his head into each room, he finally found Zheng Ren in the consultation room of the internal medicine emergency department.

Professor Rudolf Wagner squeezed through the crowd, his golden long hair flying, and said: 'Boss……'

Zheng Ren was using a stethoscope to listen to an old man's lung breath sounds, feeling the professor disturbed his consultation process, he was impolite and impatient, and drove the professor out.

After Zheng Ren left, the aura of a Surgery Room King that Professor Rudolf Wagner possessed completely vanished.

He looked like a doctor who had made a mistake, head lowered, walking out of the consultation room.

Su Yun was looking at the last patient on the side; he gave the patient an examination slip, and also told Zheng Ren a few patient precautions, then he left the internal medicine consultation room with a chuckle.

Going out, he saw Professor Rudolf Wagner, Gao Shaojie, and Wang Qiang standing bewildered in the hallway; Su Yun's mouth curved into a lovely arc.

'You guys, Fugui'er, don't wait here.' Su Yun laughed and said: 'Boss, keep an eye on the emergency for a while; wait for another doctor to come, I have no time to attend to you.'

Professor Rudolf Wagner was very angry, he shrugged his shoulders, just about to speak, Su Yun Directly Say: 'Fugui'er, if you don't want to make the Boss angry, you'd better stay quiet.'

The professor was stunned for a moment, then slumped.

'You two, where you came from, go back there.' Su Yun looked at Gao Shaojie and Wang Qiang, and said: 'This time it's unfortunate, there's no one in the emergency, Boss has to keep watch here.'

'Sigh.' Gao Shaojie lightly sighed; he had already prepared himself, not even caring about his own hospital bed, staying at Haicheng Shi Yiyuan.

But he didn't expect to only see a Shou Bing that even he couldn't understand; the performer had to go to the emergency, something an Inpatient Chief wouldn't do.

At this moment, Gao Shaojie strongly agreed with Professor Rudolf Wagner's statement.

Haicheng Shi Yiyuan, it's simply a waste of heavenly resources!

But there's no choice; rushing in now would only make Zheng Ren unhappy.

He is a genius among geniuses; doing such an unfathomable act seems understandable. Who sees a genius follow the rules? Perhaps he is just gaining experience in the emergency department.

Gao Shaojie shook his head and said: 'May I ask your esteemed surname?'

'I'm Su Yun; if you like, call me Yun Ge'er; if not, call me Su Yun.' Su Yun looked at Gao Shaojie with interest.

'Oh, Yun Ge'er, what good suggestions do you have?' Gao Shaojie didn't mind Su Yun's abruptness, or rather his rudeness, and asked politely.

Su Yun suddenly became interested and said: 'Then go back to the office to wait; the respiratory internal medicine side is handing over now. The Shou Bing was done too fast; the doctors who came to support haven't finished the handover, so Boss should be able to return soon.'

'That's hard work; I'll go wait in the office.' Gao Shaojie said.

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Zheng Ren looked at patient after patient, and soon it was nearly ten o'clock.

The doctor from the respiratory internal medicine was a female doctor, not tall, with a solemn face.

Whoever it is, being sent to the Emergency Department will make them unhappy, but Zheng Ren understood her feelings.

After handing over the patients, Zheng Ren was about to leave when a familiar-looking face walked toward him.

Looking at people, Zheng Ren couldn't tell who this person was.

But the System Panel in the upper right of his field of view clearly read: right pneumonia, large amount of pleural effusion diagnosis.

This was the patient from yesterday who claimed to be a Xiamen University graduate.

Zheng Ren knew his condition was relatively serious, so he advised him to be hospitalized for treatment. But he didn't expect the condition to be this serious; in just one day, the amount of pleural effusion had become large.

It looks like the inflammation is severe, with a lot of exudate.

The patient also lacked the vigor from yesterday of tapping his chest with his hand; the whole person was listless, his lips somewhat purplish.

'Doctor, it's you.' The patient also saw Zheng Ren; he still remembered Zheng Ren.

'Mm, you've come.' Zheng Ren didn't smile, just said lightly.

'I feel especially Uncomfortable, I can't catch my breath.' The patient said.

'Let's do a CT to see.' Zheng Ren said: 'Your condition has progressed, becoming more severe. As I said yesterday, I still recommend you be hospitalized for intravenous antibiotic treatment. But now, just giving antibiotics intravenously may not be enough; perhaps other treatment measures will be needed.'

The patient strained to breathe twice; it seemed he still wanted to argue about the antibiotic issue, but he really had no strength.

Zheng Ren greeted the newly arrived respiratory internal medicine doctor to order a lung CT for the patient, and also called for an attendant to push a wheelchair, instructing to go pay and get the examination. After it's done, go straight to the Jizhenbingfang to find him.

The patient's throat sounded like there was a little wind box; when he breathed, it made a hulla-hulla sound, the symptom of breathing difficulty was very typical.

After finishing with this patient, Zheng Ren returned to the Jizhenbingfang, calling Professor Rudolf Wagner and Gao Shaojie to go together to see the post-operative patient.

The professor naturally needs no mention; Gao Shaojie himself proposed to learn TIPS Surgery, and Zheng Ren doesn't hide it—want to learn, I'll teach; there are so many Shou Bing that I can't do them all myself.

As for academic status and such, what's more important than a human life?

Zheng Ren knows that, in many people's eyes, this idea of his is pretty fucking stupid. But he remains the same temper: want to learn, learn; if you can learn it, that's enough.

Su Yun raised his eyebrows, didn't follow along; in his hand he rarely didn't hold a phone, but was pondering something.

Arriving at the Department of General Surgery II, Zheng Ren went straight to the director's office door and knocked.

'Come in.' Director Sun was indeed there.

Pushing Door, Zheng Ren said: 'Director Sun, is the post-operative patient stable?'

Director Sun saw Zheng Ren come in, behind him followed Director Gao Shaojie and Professor Rudolf Wagner, and he quickly stood up, going to the doorway.

'Little Zheng, come in and sit, come in and sit.'

'No, Director Sun, let's just take a look at the post-operative patient.' Zheng Ren waved his hand slightly and smiled: 'Has the post-operative blood ammonia been checked?'

'Checked, the values are normal.' Director Sun saw that Zheng Ren had no intention of coming in, so he led him straight to the innermost VIP room, saying as they walked: 'Little Zheng, there are no side effects post-operation; your Shou Bing is simply superb.'

Zheng Ren's face was expressionless; he is naturally immune to all kinds of praise.

Of course, the praise from Xiao Yi Ren is an exception.

As Director Sun arrived at the ward, Zheng Ren saw the patient lying in bed, legs crossed, holding a phone, watching a short video, smiling so wide he couldn't close his mouth.

That damn thing doesn't look like a post‑major‑surgery patient at all!