Two minutes later, the operation was over. Zheng Ren did not even get a scan to confirm the results because he was confident and because time did not allow for it.
Zheng Ren took out the guide wire catheter and used gauze to press down on the patient's femoral artery cannulation point. It was only then that Zheng Ren looked around.
The vibration seemed to be continuing but it also seemed to have stopped. His senses were sharp. He intermittently discovered that there were still vibrations coming from under his feet but he was not sure.
It was very light. Even if it was an earthquake, it would only be a magnitude 3-4. Nothing would serious would occur.
Zheng Ren let out a long breath and smiled. He had scared himself.
He did not know how Little Yiren was and whether she was scared out of her wits.
More than half the people in the operating room had run out. How could they have time to watch the surgery when there was an earthquake? There were so many patients in the ward waiting to be transferred...
Professor Rudolf Wagner's face turned pale when he felt the earthquake. After gaining back his sense, he rushed out like a rabbit.
However, there were no more tremors. He hesitated but in the end, he returned to the operating room. He looked through the leaded glass and saw that the surgery had been completed. He was a little embarrassed.
Su Yun pressed on the communicator and asked, "Department Chief Kong, what's the situation?"
"I don't know. I think I felt the ground shaking just now," Department Chief Kong said with a frown.
"Don't tell me this building is made of tofu," Su Yun joked.
"Of course not. Why did you perform the surgery so quickly?"
"Didn't you say it was a demonstration surgery? The boss had to make sure he didn't do things too quickly so you could all watch the surgery together. Otherwise, none of you would be able to comprehend anything later. We did our best," Su Yun said.
Department Chief Kong was stunned...
It turned out that...
The smooth process of Zheng Ren's internal mammary artery selection was still not his limit.
After he stopped being stunned, Department Chief Kong cursed silently. He really had no limits.
"Boss Zheng, come down. I don't know the source of the earthquake and if there are any aftershocks. Hurry up and send the patient back. I'll go take a look..." As he spoke, his cellphone rang.
Zheng Ren saw Department Chief Kong standing at attention. His military posture was standard and his face was solemn. He looked like a soldier who was about to charge into battle.
In times of peace, such an expression was rarely seen. If it appeared, it meant that something big was going to happen.
Zheng Ren could read more from Department Chief Kong's expression. He turned around and walked off the stage, taking off his gloves and sterile clothes.
"Lil Fugui, don't just stand there. Come apply pressure to stop the bleeding." Su Yun also felt something strange at the same time.
Without hesitation, he immediately called Professor Rudolf Wagner in.
When Zheng Ren walked out, Department Chief Kong had already hung up the phone.
"Gather! Call those who are resting. You must be at the hospital in ten minutes. Take care of the patient. The rest of you who are at home, gather immediately!"
Chapter 641 - If I Never Return
Zheng Ren heard a trace of iron blood in Department Chief Kong's stern roar.
Standing here...was no longer the kind and humble Department Chief Kong...
He was no longer the Department Chief Kong who was constantly thinking about the Nobel Prize. Even if he could not get it, it would be good to see Zheng Ren get it.
Standing there was a soldier who had accepted a combat mission.
Zheng Ren frowned and realized that something was wrong. He immediately went to the changing room to take off his lead clothes and change into his normal ones.
Su Yun rushed to the changing room.
The two of them did not speak and the atmosphere was heavy. They changed their clothes as fast as they could. When they came out, they saw that there was no one in the operating room. A doctor who was studying was carrying a patient with the professor.
"Where are they?" Zheng Ren asked.
"I didn't notice where they went to," the professor said.
Zheng Ren turned around and left, returning directly to the ward.
"Boss, I guess something big has happened," Su Yun said with a rare, serious tone.
Zheng Ren did not say anything. He just walked quickly in silence. At the same time, he took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Xie Yiren.
He opened WeChat and saw that Xie Yiren had left a few messages. The most recent one was after the earthquake.
[Zheng Ren, I think there's an earthquake. Where are you?]
[I'm going down from the operating theater. Where are you?]
[I'm shopping for you at the supermarket. Is everything okay?]
[There's a rehearsal mission. I'm going out for a while. I'll be back soon. It's fine. Don't worry.]
Zheng Ren thought for a moment and replied to Xie Yiren.
"Zhao Yunlong, where are you?!" Su Yun made a call. "Okay, I'll be there soon.
"That's none of your business! You talk as if there's any use of you even going."
Su Yun cursed and hung up the phone. He said to Zheng Ren, "Boss, behind us, in front of the office building. There's an urgent gathering."
The two of them had already seen the interventional department's entrance. Zheng Ren turned around and left without hesitation.
The professor sent the patient down and coincidentally bumped into Zheng Ren.
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"I have a mission," Zheng Ren said expressionlessly.
The shaking just now, the solemn atmosphere, and the doctors who had suddenly disappeared all vaguely told the professor that something big had happened.
When he heard Zheng Ren say he had a mission, he was slightly stunned. Zheng Ren and Su Yun had already walked out three to five steps.
"Boss! If you leave, what will happen to the project?" Professor Rudolf Wagner asked anxiously.
Zheng Ren did not say anything and hurriedly walked away.
"Boss, what mission is it? Is it dangerous?" The professor was about to cry... He did not know what mission was but from the various stern expressions, he had a bad feeling about it.
"Boss, if you can't come back, what should we do..." the professor asked as he looked at Zheng Ren's back.
Zheng Ren's figure had already disappeared into the distance. He completely ignored the professor.
Su Yun scolded in a low voice, "Lil Fugui has such a mouth. We should give him a gold medal."
"It's okay." Zheng Ren walked faster and faster. He jogged all the way to the door of the operating theater.
In just a few minutes, there were already hundreds of doctors gathered.
Some of them were even wearing isolation suits. They did not wear white clothes. It seemed they had received the message to go to the operating theater and ran straight down.
A bus stopped by the side, and there were three or five others coming from behind.
"All of you, get on the bus!" a person shouted. His voice spread far and wide across the square.
The people who had come out to hide cautiously stood far away. Everyone was anxious and were guessing what had happened.
The voice was somber and everyone felt like they could not refuse.
Zheng Ren got on the bus one after another. Other than his cellphone, his hands were empty. He got on the bus as well and his heart was empty.
"Boss!" Professor Rudolf Wagner ran over from the inpatient department. "Get down, Boss."
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bsp; Zheng Ren glanced at him and got into the car.
Zheng Ren did not even turn around when he saw Professor Rudolf Wagner.
Seeing that he was standing alone under the car and was at a loss, Zheng Ren opened the window and waved his hand.
"Boss, what if you can't come back?" The professor was about to cry. The Nobel Prize project was about to start. In one or two years, the Nobel Prize would finally be in reach after being coveted for so long. During that time, Zheng Ren might be gone, so how could the professor not be anxious?
"I can't come back. You have to work hard to continue your research," Zheng Ren said in a low voice.
"F*ck! If you can't come back, then you can't. What's the big deal?" Su Yun scolded in a low voice.
They got on the bus in an orderly manner and sat down. The bus started immediately and slowly drove away from the hospital.
"Su Yun, why are you and Boss Zheng here?" Zhao Yunlong got on the bus and asked that question when he saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun.
"If you can come, why can't we?" Su Yun reprimanded.
"It's a military mission. You two are considered civilians." Zhao Yunlong narrowed his eyes.
Indeed, Zheng Ren and Su Yun were outliers among them.
Department Chief Kong had used a special channel to get Zheng Ren there, so he was on the edge.
Before this, there was no precedent.
There were also some people who came to study, but those who were at work were arranged to watch over the patients, and the second-line personnel who were waiting for leave rushed over from their homes.
Only Zheng Ren and Su Yun were able to mix in with the team unscrupulously.
"You make it sound like your emergency treatment is better than mine." Su Yun was very unreasonable. He directly changed the topic to what he was good at. "What? Did you forget about the emergency treatment competition that year?"
Zhao Yunlong broke into a cold sweat. Su Yun really was ruthless.
"Chief Zhao, Su Yun and I are considered special personnel. Please don't say any more." Zheng Ren said solemnly, "On many occasions, we have the right to make special choices. This is a mission given to us by the party and the people."
Zhao Yunlong was stunned for a moment. After that, he did not say anything. He sat on his seat and waited for the order to be received.
"Boss, you're really serious when you talk nonsense." Su Yun sneered at the side and directly retorted.
Zheng Ren ignored him. He took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Xie Yiren.
[There's a drill so I'm going out for a while. I'll be back soon.]
[Is it really a drill? I think everyone is in a hurry. Is It related to the earthquake from earlier?]
[No, don't worry. Wait for me to come back.]
Zheng Ren turned off his phone and put it away. He held his breath and focused.
He did not know what they would be doing, where they were heading, or what dangers awaited him.
However, Zheng Ren knew that if something really happened, he would need to have a lot of energy to deal with it.
On the bus, the people nearby were whispering. After all, Chengping had been around for a long time and the military management of medical personnel was not that strict.
Moreover, no one knew what he was going to do. Everyone was just making guesses.
The bus driver was then instructed to drive all the way to the airport. Without taking the civilian route, the bus drove straight in. On the runway, a large passenger plane was already waiting there.
Boarding the plane one after another, Zheng Ren found a seat by the window and sat down. Su Yun sat beside him. After that, a burly figure appeared beside him.
"Chief Zhao, are you here to cause trouble for me again?" Su Yun was annoyed whenever he saw Zhao Yunlong.
"Brother Yun, I just received news that the earthquake was at 7.8 at first, but now it's at 8.0."
Chapter 642 - Suicide Note
Zheng Ren and Su Yun were both stunned.
The Tangshan earthquake had a magnitude of 7.8 on the Richter scale. This time...it was actually 8.0...
According to what they had sensed just now, the epicenter of the earthquake was quite far from the Imperial Capital.
Zheng Ren frowned. He did not know if emergency medicine and equipment could be distributed on time. If there was nothing, he would not be able to do anything if he just went in as a doctor.
However, Zheng Ren could not care less about that.
He would go with everyone. There was always a way out.
Soon, more than 100 people boarded the plane.
Finally, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing army clothes boarded the plane with a few well-dressed and beautiful men and women.
The men and women next to the military officers were carrying rifles and pistols. They were panting. One look and one could tell they were a small group of people who had been pulled out from the television station because they had received a temporary mission.
After they boarded the plane, they did not wait too long. The plane immediately received the signal from the tower and began to soar overhead.
Before they could even catch their breath, the people from the television station started to turn on the cameras and record the video information.
For their descendants, this information was precious.
However, for the doctors on the plane at that moment who were waiting to go to the front line, this information could only bring some memories to their families if they died there and then.
Zheng Ren looked out of the window, feeling extremely uneasy and uneasy.
The earthquake in western Sichuan was very strong. The communication base station was severely damaged and communication was cut off. The exact casualties and situation were unknown.
There was no information. The only thing they knew was that people suffered heavy casualties and were in urgent need of rescue.
Zheng Ren did not know what the starflower on the shoulder of the middle-aged officer signified. He only knew that he was the leader who was temporarily in charge of transporting medical personnel to the front line for the rescue mission.
He stood at the front and began to make temporary pre-war mobilization. He also explained what he knew about the situation.
After hearing the situation, the voices of speculation quieted down and everyone became uneasy.
Facing the power of nature, everyone was minuscule and insignificant.
Moreover, an 8.0 magnitude was even stronger than the Tangshan earthquake.
The vast majority of people had never experienced an earthquake and even everyone present had never experienced one themselves. All their impressions came from the great earthquake in Tangshan many years ago.
Danger... It was very dangerous.
However, the more dangerous it was, the more they needed a group of specialist doctors in military uniforms to rescue them.
Although they were nervous, it was difficult for them to suppress the boiling in their hearts.
Knowing the danger, most people began to close their eyes to rest. A few people were still whispering words to each other to pass the long and lonely journey.
Thirty minutes later, the officer appeared again. He received a message from the tower saying that the aftershocks in Chengdu were continuous and the number of casualties was still rising.
The road leading to the epicenter of the earthquake was completely destroyed and there was no way to pass.
After briefly relaying the news, he had nothing more to say. Within that moment, everything he said was superfluous.
Soon, the crew began to distribute white papers. There were very few pens, so everyone took turns using them.
"Wait, is this a suicide note?" Su Yun's head was slightly lowered. He looked up and peeked at the scene through his fringe.
It looked like their mission was really dangerous. Otherwise, they would not have let the rescue personnel leave their last words on the plane.
Zhao Y
unlong's expression was a little ugly. His thick fingers held tightly onto the white paper. No one knew what he was thinking.
Su Yun pretended not to care. He nudged Zheng Ren and said, "Boss, what are you going to write for Little Yiren?"
"Just write something. Who knows what will happen?" Zheng Ren was also a little fl.u.s.tered but did not regret it. He was only slightly afraid.
No one could not calmly face the uncertainties of life and death. If there really were people who pretended not to care, they would probably pee in their pants when they were faced with it.
Fear was rooted in the depths of the human heart. It was not that a true warrior did not have fear, but that the fear did not overrule them. He still had to face danger and fear to go against the current.
"I have nothing to write." Su Yun blew on his breath and his black hair fluttered. "I'm alive and everything is good. I'm the only son in my family. Do I have to make my parents cry every day by looking at my suicide note? That feels like bullsh*t."
"Okay." Zheng Ren nodded his head. "Let me think. I still have to write something. If there's really any danger, I'll feel regret if I didn't tell my loved one a lot of things."
"You speak as if you know what you're going to write," Su Yun said disdainfully.
The nervous atmosphere felt contagious. After graduating from military medical school, the group of young doctors had the impression in their minds that as long as they left a will, their fate would be unknown.
They were nervous, a little fl.u.s.tered, and their handwriting was messy.
There were so many things they wanted to say but were unsure how to.
When they thought about how their families would be devastated by their deaths, some people secretly wiped away their tears. They did not want others to see their cowardice.
"Boss, tell me, how good would it have been if you stayed behind to win the Nobel Prize?" Su Yun asked in a low voice.
"It takes a thousand days to raise the army but just a moment to use it," Zheng Ren said. "The Nobel Prize is really not that important. You always think that I'm pretending but that's how I truly feel inside."
"You're really useless." Su Yun was not rebuking Zheng Ren. There was some regret in his tone. "I thought that I would definitely win the Nobel Prize since I was young. Otherwise, why do you think I learned Swedish?"
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