Chapter 153 Private Order (Part 2)

"Sister, what is he doing?" Su Yun was really bored and curious, so she could only ask Sister Zhao in a low voice.

"I don't know." Sister Zhao stared at the screen, forgetting the time.

"..."

"I guess it is to look for the abnormal signal shadow of the liver edge to see if it is the feeding artery of the tumor." Sister Zhao guessed.

"It's so troublesome..."

"No one does it in China. Internationally... I haven't checked the information on this, and I don't know. But the only people who can do this are those who are specialized in imaging." Sister Zhao paused. "Even that group of people may not all be able to do it. Generally, people in the radiology department do interventional surgery, but few people in the CT room know this technology."

Su Yun was silent, although he was not convinced, he could not understand Zheng Ren's operation. But just relying on his hand speed... it should be enough to participate in the professional league of King's Glory.

Accurate, fast, and without delay.

After another fifteen minutes, Zheng Ren removed his right hand from the mouse and clicked his fingers.

"Found it?" Su Yun asked.

He peeked at Sister Zhao's expression.

As the deputy director of the CT room and a professional technician specializing in 3D reconstruction, Sister Zhao was confused and didn't understand what Zheng Ren found.

"Well, here is the newly-born artery." Zheng Ren casually wiped the sweat from his palms on the white clothes and continued to operate.

Find the end of the hyperplasia blood vessel that is thin to a hair, and the rest is simple.

A few minutes later, a tortuous blood vessel appeared on the 3D reconstruction. It kept spiraling upwards, suddenly folded, and went down.

Like the course of the Yellow River, it has nine bends and eighteen bends.

Ten minutes later, the three-dimensional reconstruction was completed, and the blood vessel came from the short gastric artery.

Only then did Sister Zhao let out a long sigh of relief.

It's so fucking awesome!

Even if she witnessed all the process with her own eyes, Sister Zhao could only understand half of it.

The most critical step, Sister Zhao can be sure, even if Zheng Ren taught herself hand-in-hand, she would not be able to learn it within a month or two.

"Where is the film printed?" Zheng Ren asked.

"This...here." Sister Zhao clicked a button, and the machine next to the film roared. After a long time, a few fresh and hot films were printed.

"The colored drawings will not be ready until tomorrow." Sister Zhao was still in a trance.

"No need, in fact, you can find the source of the hyperplasia blood vessels." Zheng Ren stood up with a smile, feeling very good.

Sitting in the CT room and operating the machine to find proliferative blood vessels is a hundred times better than standing in the interventional operating room and eating the lines to find blood vessels.

Even if there is a systematic transformation of radiation ray energy into lead clothing, Zheng Ren does not want to do it.

It seems that the reward given by the big pig's hoof of the system is reasonable, and Zheng Ren is very happy.

"Yeah!" Sister Zhao suddenly exclaimed.

"What's wrong, sister?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I have to pick up the child at night!" Sister Zhao suddenly fell into a state of panic. She was so fascinated just now that she forgot such a big thing.

With a panicked gesture, Zheng Ren and Su Yun were expelled away. Sister Zhao hurriedly walked away while wearing her coat.

"Sister Zhao, I'll see you off." Su Yun ran a few steps and chased after him.

Zheng Ren looked at the backs of the two, and it should be that Sister Zhao refused, and Su Yun went to help desperately.

That's fine. Sister Zhao helped a lot. Don't be in a hurry. If the car bumps again, I will feel sorry for myself.

Slowly returning to the emergency ward, it was nearly eight o'clock.

Let Yang Lei go home, Zheng Ren feels a little hungry. But when the meal is over, if you want to eat or not... or be lazy, don't eat.

Zheng Ren held the book and returned to the duty room.

Turn on the phone first, and notify others in the group that Zheng Yunxia's film is finished, the overall situation is relatively optimistic, and she will be hospitalized for the next surgery.

Instruct Chang Yue to contact Manager Feng of Changfeng MicroPort for free consumables.

After arranging these trivial things, Zheng Ren found a comfortable position and was ready to start reading.

wrong!

Haven't checked in yet.

It's no wonder that I've been nervous all the time. Today's CT 3D reconstruction has consumed too much energy.

Zheng Ren covered his forehead.

Putting on his shoes and saying goodbye to the warm and comfortable posture, Zheng Ren began to transfer to the ward.

In fact, there is no improvement in the ward at night. The patients after appendectomy are very stable, but they keep talking about pain.

Zheng Ren ordered the nurse to add a bottle of analgesic medicine. It is estimated that the patient's pain will be relieved after half an hour.

When he moved to the last ward, he suddenly remembered that the old man who had come to the end of his life lived here.

Zheng Ren knocked on the door lightly, then pushed the door open.

There are no other patients in the room, and the old man lives in the middle bed. The headlights in the room were not turned on, only a bedside lamp was turned on.

The old lady was sitting on the chair by the bed, wearing a mirror, holding the old man's hand in her right hand and a book in her left hand, and was reciting softly.

"Liang Zhaoji entered. After a while, Liang Yuji said: "It's feasible! "So Ji drew his sword and cut off his head. Xiang Liang held his head and wore his seal. The people were shocked and disturbed, and Ji killed hundreds of people." The voice was elegant, not hurried or slow.

"Cough cough." Zheng Ren was a little embarrassed, he should have disturbed the relationship between the old couple. But based on the professional characteristics of a doctor, he still wanted to ask something.

"Doctor Zheng, you're here." The old lady turned around and saw that it was Zheng Ren. She put down the book, touched the old man's white hair, stood up, and said with a smile, "Sit down, Dr. Zheng."

"You're welcome, you can't sit during rounds." Zheng Ren said, "What did you read just now?"

"Historical Records, Xiang Yu's Chronicle." The old lady said kindly, "My husband likes this chapter the most. I know he can't read it, but it's still a bit of a thought after reading it several times."

Zheng Ren nodded.

"I'm really bothering you this time, Dr. Zheng." The old lady rubbed her hands subconsciously, "I didn't even have a cup of tea, so I neglected the distinguished guest."

"Too polite, too polite." Zheng Ren waved his hands again and again, "Is it convenient to go out and say a few words?"

The old lady looked back at the ruddy-looking old man lying on the bed, smiled slightly, and said, "No need."

"Life and death, we have already seen it at our age. He didn't suffer from it when he left. I can stay with me for a few more days, and I'm already content."

"Then I'll check again, no rescue, right." Zheng Ren whispered.

"Well, it's not that hard to see." The old lady's tone was gentle, but firm.

"Then I won't disturb you, you continue, continue." Zheng Ren bowed and left.

Such an open-minded person needs to be respected, Zheng Ren thought.

The diagnosis given on the system panel in the upper right corner of the field of vision is multiple organ failure. Zheng Ren judged that it should be the end of his life. It is like driving for too long, hundreds of thousands of kilometers, and any car has to be scrapped.

It is good to be able to accompany you quietly and leave quietly.