It went very smoothly. The extreme situation that Zheng Ren estimated only happened once.
It took him four punctures to succeed. This was the most difficult condition Zheng Ren had ever encountered.
It sounded simple but if someone else had been doing the same thing for hundreds of hours without a break, they would have been frustrated since long ago.
It was normal for one to become erratic in such a stressful situation.
However, Zheng Ren's greatest strength was his tenacity.
Hundreds of hours passed by in the blink of an eye.
Zheng Ren had already forgotten about everything. He did not pay attention to the experience points or the mastery level. He put all his energy into the TIPS surgery. He was fully focused on each and every one of them.
After an unknown period of time, when another TIPS surgery ended, a warm current flowed through his limbs and bones.
A major change was happening right in front of his eyes!
Chapter 435 - I’m Not Sick, I Just Want Water!
So was this how a master craftsman felt like?
Zheng Ren sat by the small pond that resided in the System. He looked at the sparkling water and recalled the TIPS surgery process. He understood.
This was exactly how it was.
He howled into the sky, feeling carefree.
After crossing a huge mountain, he thought back and recalled all his stupid mistakes. He really did not know what he was thinking at the time.
However, the history of mankind or medical treatment, in general, had always been like this.
Many incurable diseases were so simple to fix when he reflected back at them.
For example, tuberculosis or malaria...
Perhaps if when he looked back at it many years later, cancer would not be considered a disease.
Zheng Ren was delighted. He glanced at the skill tree. The intervention skill tree was already as tall as a pavilion. Perhaps after completing the TIPS task, he would have a lot of time to practice his surgery. Maybe he could then improve his general surgery skills as well?
Because he was from the General Surgery Department, Zheng Ren had always been obsessed with improving his general surgery skills.
Slowly closing his eyes, Zheng Ren recalled the TIPS surgery process again. It had gone off so smoothly without a hitch. Even without the system's passive attribute of Luck +8, Zheng Ren was certain that when he was performing surgery, he only needed one needle for the puncture.
He rejoiced alone. After an unknown amount of time, Zheng Ren felt a little cold. He suddenly remembered that he was still taking a bath...
When he exited the System, the bath water was already slightly cold. His phone was beside him, its notification light in the upper right corner flashing.
F*ck!
Had Xie Yiren kept contacting him?
He wiped his hands dry and picked up the phone. Zheng Ren saw that she had left him a message.
[Have you not come out of the bath yet? Don't fall asleep in there. The porridge is in the living room downstairs. Remember to finish it and go to sleep. Have a good night.]
'F*ck...'
Zheng Ren quickly replied to Xie Yiren's message. He had been extremely busy today and had made a lot of mistakes. If it were not for her gentleness and thoughtfulness, he would have been hanged and beaten to death by now.
[I accidentally fell asleep in there so I'm going to eat porridge now. Good night and sweet dreams.]
After wiping the water off his body and changing into his pajamas, Zheng Ren went downstairs.
There was a thermal lunch box on the coffee table, coupled with a few other side dishes.
The porridge and side dishes all smelled delicious.
Because Su Yun was in the ICU caring for the patient with a ruptured liver, Zheng Ren did not dare waste his time. He might be woken up some time in the evening to go for surgery.
After finishing his supper, he washed the bowls and chopsticks. After chatting with Xie Yiren for a while, he then went to bed.
However, that night, the night shift gods had blessed him. There was no call from the emergency department.
Zheng Ren woke up naturally. Looking at the hazy morning light outside his window, the feeling was a little surreal.
It was too quiet.
When being so busy had become a habit, sleeping until he woke up naturally was a luxurious reward.
After breakfast, Zheng Ren's phone suddenly rang as soon as he arrived at the hospital with Xie Yiren and Chu Yanran.
It was daytime, so he was not in a panic. Zheng Ren picked up the phone with a smile.
"Hello, Chief Physician Pan."
"Oh, got it. I'll be there right away."
Zheng Ren said a few simple words before hanging up.
"Where's the patient?" Xie Yiren asked with concern.
"There's no patient. " Zheng Ren's expression was a little helpless. "The two doctors in the emergency department have caught the flu..."
This year's flu season seemed worse than usual.
It was already a miracle that the doctors and nurses in the emergency department could survive until now.
However, there were so few doctors in the emergency and pediatrics department respectively. Even if one of them fell, they could still manage to turn the situation around. It was amazing that everyone could survive by just putting in a little more effort on top of their hard work.
However, the two of them were unable to go to work at once. The emergency department's schedule was stretched to the limit, about to collapse in an instant.
Chief Physician Pan was also helpless. He asked Zheng Ren to keep an eye on the department for a while he went to the main hospital to inquire some things.
Zheng Ren was also helpless. However, he could not do much in such an unexpected situation.
In the foreseeable future, the shortage of manpower in the emergency and pediatrics would lead to extremely serious consequences.
It would probably be the pediatrics department first. Many hospitals, even large tertiary grade a hospitals, already stopped seeing patients at night.
Reflecting on that, Zheng Ren did not want to think about it further.
Who truly knew when the time would come.
After bidding farewell to Xie Yiren and Chu Yanran, Zheng Ren called Chief Sun and asked him to send the patients off later. At the same time, he hurriedly changed his clothes and rushed to the emergency department before eight o'clock.
The doctor on the night shift was already very busy. He looked exhausted, like he would fall asleep standing up.
Zheng Ren quickly replaced him and told him to go back and get some rest.
In this kind of working environment all year round, his body was in a sub-healthy state. It was normal for one to get sick. If he did not get sick and was able to guard over the department like a hawk, he would be an anomaly.
Chief Physician Pan was not around, and Zheng Ren did not manage the shift. He only handed over the patient's condition report to the doctor on the night shift. After checking the room, he sat in the Internal Medicine Consultation Room and waited for the patient's arrival.
There was no need to wait at all. In the morning, which was usually quite leisurely, the patients were being rushed over in an endless stream.
Zheng Ren was just a man with the System on his side.
To be honest, a place like the emergency department was more suitable for him than general surgery.
He did not have the time to question the System. The patients all sat across from him. He did not even need to ask for their medical history. The System's diagnosis appeared at first glance in the upper-right corner of his vision. After that, he would begin the diagnosis and start the examination accordingly.
This kind of treatment process was extremely fast. Dozens of patients were quickly settled by Zheng Ren.
However, even when the patients who were being checked came back, there were also cases of patients piling up outside the Emergency Medical
Department's Office.
Zheng Ren was writing a diagnosis for a patient when a voice was suddenly overheard.
"Doctor, give me some water!"
He took a glance and saw a woman in her forties. Her hair was permed in a kind of afro style that was popular decades ago. She looked full of life and did not seem to be suffering from any illnesses.
Zheng Ren took another glance at the system's diagnosis. There was nothing wrong with her, however, the green background was a little faint.
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"What's the matter?" Zheng Ren asked as he finished the previous patient's diagnosis.
"I have a headache. I need water." The woman's tone was very rude.
Zheng Ren glanced at the patients in the queue behind him. They did not have any objections. Although he was very unwilling, he still gave the diagnosis to the previous patient and let the woman sit down.
Based on Zheng Ren's clinical experience, if a woman of this age were to lose her temper, she would be the most difficult to deal with.
If she were to line up at the back, she would cause trouble for the whole morning.
Bad money drove out good money. Therefore, all good people would suffer. This seemed to be the case.
Of course, if he was considered a legendary doctor, the patient could just be ignored and thrown out.
If she started to cause trouble, two police officers would appear and take her away... Zheng Ren felt that this situation was just a dream.
However, he lived in the secular world. There was nothing he could do.
"Headache? How long have you had it?" Although Zheng Ren knew that she was probably suffering from hysteria, he still asked his question patiently.
"Why are you asking so many questions!" The woman's eyes hardened, the muscles on her face trembling. Zheng Ren felt like he was getting slapped in the face.
"Aren't you here to see a doctor?"
"I just want some water. Are you deaf?"
Chapter 436 - Sick But Refuses To Be Treated
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It had nothing to do with medical ethics. These were the normal procedures required to be done.
To get an infusion without an examination? That was what small clinics did. Zheng Ren did not want to be one of those "saintly" doctors. He could tell the patient was fine just by looking at her.
"Are you alright?" The woman was suddenly unhappy. She pointed at Zheng Ren's nose and spat on his face. "I just want a drip. Why are you giving me an examination? Are doctors all blind? All you do is check and check. Is that all doctors do? Decades ago, did people just die when CT machines didn't exist?!"
Zheng Ren felt helpless.
What in the world was going on?
A whole bunch of patients were waiting to see a doctor. This woman did not even want to do a check-up and just wanted a drip.
She pointed at her nose and started cursing.
This situation was really unreasonable.
A woman of this age was full of energy. If she was really provoked, it would be considered a light punishment if all she did was throw a tantrum. If she dared to take off her clothes in front of countless pairs of eyes, she would say that Zheng Ren had molested her. (Note 1)
If that was really the case, Zheng Ren did not feel it was very awkward. Instead, he felt that it was a waste of his time.
There were still so many patients at the back. Although as far as the eye could see, they could not be allowed to sit on hard, plastic chairs in the corridor and wait for the whole morning, right?
"It seems you're mute!" The woman saw that Zheng Ren did not speak and chided him proudly, "I just want an IV drip. You want me to spend a few hundred yuan for just a check-up. Does money grow off trees for you? Are you doing this against your conscience? Is this what a doctor does with his white coat?"
"White Angels? They're all wolves in human skin!"
The woman nagged for a few minutes. At this moment, Zheng Ren missed Su Yun very much.
That bastard Su Yun... forget it. It was probably useless even if he came.
Faced with a criminal gang that kidnapped children and came to the hospital to extort money, Zheng Ren was able to go up and kick them out. He did not care about anything else.
But faced with such a person...
He could not fight with her, right? Putting aside whether it was embarrassing or not, what could he do with so many patients behind him?
Life was so helpless.
Forget it, he would just have to bite the bullet and deal with the situation himself. However, how should he deal with this?
Although Zheng Ren had been a doctor for many years and had some skills and experience in dealing with patients, he was helpless against such an unreasonable person.
"Hey, that's enough." A middle-aged man said from behind, "Cutting the line to see the doctor is already unethical enough. However, you're still trying to scold the doctor."
Zheng Ren's face was filled with tears. Finally, someone spoke up for him.
"If you want to scold him, you can scold him when he gets off work. Don't check-ups for the rest of us," the middle-aged man continued.
F*ck... Brother, you really know how to spin words around.
Zheng Ren glanced at the man. Tears flowed uncontrollably.
What did he mean by scolding him after he got off work? Zheng Ren knew it was just a casual remark but it still made him unhappy.
His EQ was low, but the man's seemed even lower.
He was speechless... No wonder there were fewer and fewer doctors in the emergency department. Who would want to do such a job?
However, the man successfully diverted the woman's attention. Two people with bad tempers started to scold one another.
The security guard persuaded the two energetic people to move to the corridor as they started to scold each other to their heart's content.
Zheng Ren quickly took the time to deal with the patient who had been waiting for more than ten minutes.
While he was busy, he raised his head and saw a patient being pushed through the emergency department's entrance. Zheng Ren quickly called him in.
The patient's system diagnosis was right lobe pneumonia with a small amount of pleural effusion.
Pneumonia combined with pleural effusion was considered a relatively serious case of inflammation. Therefore, Zheng Ren gave him a CT scan of the lungs and asked him to go for a check-up. He was just waiting for him to come back so that he could be admitted to the hospital.
"Auntie, I'm sorry. The patient's condition is quite serious. I'll need you to wait for a few more minutes of your time," Zheng Ren explained politely to an elderly woman in her sixties that accompanied the patient.
"It's okay, child. You go and do your work. I'm fine," the auntie answered in a friendly manner.
Zheng Ren was relieved. People like these were usually pretty rare.
He waved his hand and called the patient with pneumonia and pleural effusion in.
He picked up the film and inserted it into the reading device.
"The inflammation in your lungs is very serious. There is now inflammatory exudation, forming pleural effusion." Zheng Ren pointed at the image on th
e film with the pen in his hand as he explained to the patient, "I suggest you go to the hospital and take some antibiotics for a period of time to prevent the inflammation from worsening and causing... "
"Doctor, why do I need anti-inflammatory drugs?" the man asked disdainfully. "Don't you know that anti-inflammatory drugs are bad for your body?"
Zheng Ren was talking happily with both reason and evidence. He did not expect the patient to say such a thing.
"Isn't it just pneumonia?" The patient scoffed. "My body is fine. Just give me a few days of oral medicine."
"Your pneumonia is more severe than normal..."
"Didn't you hear what I said? Isn't it just pneumonia? What's the big deal?" The man patted his c.h.e.s.t with his hand, thumping his c.h.e.s.t heartily. "I'll just take oral medicine for a few days. I won't be hospitalized."
Zheng Ren wanted to persuade him a little more but when he saw the disdainful smile on the man's face, all the words in his heart turned into ash.
"In ancient times, there were no anti-inflammatory drugs. Weren't people still alive then?"
Zheng Ren really wanted to tell him how long the average life expectancy in ancient times was versus that of modern times.
However when the words came to his mouth, they turned into a sigh.
Even if he turned into a smart person, it was meaningless.
"Child, you should listen to the doctor's words," the aunt behind him advised.
"Auntie, don't you know that doctors these days always order anti-inflammatory drugs for every illness. A few days ago, I saw a public account that said Chinese people ingest anti-inflammatory drugs..." The man's memory was really good, he could recount about seventy to eighty percent of the things on the public account.
Like a science lesson, he gave the aunt a health care lesson.
Zheng Ren felt helpless. Normally, he would encounter one or two such cases in a week. However, why did he encounter two of them today?
One of them was not sick, but still insisted on getting a drip.
The other one was very sick but refused the idea of taking antibiotics.
"Are you really not going to be hospitalized?" Zheng Ren found the patient's medical information and printed out two hospitalization forms for the Department of Internal Medicine.
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