Chapter 680 - Dreamt Of A Big Quilt
Working continuously? One after another? "Doctor Zheng, your body..." Chief Jiang hesitated for a moment. Since the start of the surgery, he had changed how he addressed Zheng Ren to 'you'. "It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled. He was wearing a sterile mask, so his smiling face could not be seen clearly. However, his narrowed eyes were full of kindness. "Let's hurry up. There are many patients outside. If we delay for too long, I'm afraid there will be a problem." "Okay." Chief Jiang knew why Zheng Ren was so desperate, but...he really could not bear to do it. Zheng Ren had just come down from the frontline. His face was covered with injuries and his body had countless bruises. He also had to wear a lead apron that weighed more than ten to twenty kilograms to perform the surgery. How could he bear to make him go through so much? However, he was forced by the situation and could not do anything about it. Chief Jiang's mood was very complicated. He called the doctors under him to push the patients out and asked them to follow Su Yun's instructions. The junior doctor there was so tired that he could barely walk. As the outpost's transit base, they had not gone home since the earthquake. At most, they would take a nap in the hospital but were quickly woken up again. Looking at the junior doctor who was about to fall asleep while walking, Chief Jiang felt a little ashamed. He rubbed his hands and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Doctor Zheng, I'm really sorry. They haven't slept much for two to three days." "I know, it's fine," Zheng Ren said. "Prepare the patient's radiographic films. We have to check them closely. We can't make any mistakes because of work and tiredness." Without realizing it, Zheng Ren felt as if he had returned to Sea City and was explaining things to the junior doctor under him. This was the unique aura of a high-level demon. It could not be faked. Chief Jiang did not feel that there was anything wrong with it. The other party's surgery was amazing. Whatever he said was right. Moreover, there was nothing wrong with the things that Doctor Zheng had instructed him to do. Chief Jiang immediately went to personally instruct the junior doctor on many things. Zheng Ren tore off his sterile clothes and simply sat on the ground. He leaned against the wall and rested for a while. "Boss, if you sit like this, you'll get hemorrhoids. Internal hemorrhoids mixed with external hemorrhoids, the kind that bleeds profusely," Su Yun said. "I'm tired..." Zheng Ren's tone was filled with endless exhaustion. It was the first time Zheng Ren said he was tired after coming out of the Imperial Capital Hospital, having to go through a long journey and fight countless battles. In Nanchuan Town, Su Yun slept for a while in the rain while Zheng Ren had been searching for survivors and performing surgeries. However, there was nothing he could do even if he was tired. There were countless emergency patients outside, and there were only so many doctors, especially qualified interventional doctors. There were only so many of them. "Boss, I slept in Nanchuan Town. Guess what I dreamt of?" Su Yun did not sigh or mock Zheng Ren. Instead, he asked a question. "I think I'm so tired now that I can't even dream." Zheng Ren leaned his head against the wall. His eyes were closed, and his speech had already begun to slur. "I dreamed of a big quilt. It's the kind of quilt made of cotton wool from Shandong. It's especially heavy. It feels warm when it covers my body." Su Yun sat next to Zheng Ren and whispered, "Sleeping in the rain. It's so damn cold. If I can go back, I'll sleep under the quilt for a few days." "Well, I can't sleep enough for three days. I can't even wake up when I'm under the quilt..." "Take a rest. The patient will come up in a while. I'll call you after I'm done sterilizing," Su Yun whispered. "No... You start sterilizing. I'll go wash my hands," Zheng Ren said and fell asleep. A few minutes later, the patient was brought up. Seeing that Zheng Ren had fallen asleep in the corner, Chief Jiang and the few doctors under him did not care. At this time, everyone wanted to sleep. They were so tired that they could not feel much. Su Yun began to wash his hands but did not call Zheng Ren. He was prepared to perform the surgery himself. Interventional surgery for pelvic fractures was not difficult for him. He had already seen it. However, the sound of the circulating nurse pouring water rang out. Zheng Ren appeared beside him before he finished brushing his hands. "Hey, do you want to sleep with your ears being attuned to the noises around you? It's not good to sleep like that," Su Yun nagged. "I slept for a while, so I'm more energetic." Zheng Ren did not brush his hands. Instead, he waited for Su Yun. "You can go to the operating table later. You're not needed inside." "What do you mean?" Zheng Ren saw Su Yun looking at him from the corner of his eyes. His gaze was like the flickering fireworks in the drizzle last night. "Forget it." Zheng Ren yawned. Su Yun did not argue with Zheng Ren and turned to disinfect. Zheng Ren originally thought that with the System's equipment, he would at least be stronger than Su Yun. But that guy said he would not do anything... Well, he could do it faster if he came in to set up the stage. Zheng Ren took advantage of the intermission period to change into the lead apron and gulped down a mouthful of an energy drink. Only then did he brush his hands and put on a sterile suit to go on stage. He was already exhausted. Zheng Ren could not care less about whether there was a problem regarding the whole situation and the System. If there was anything, he would talk about it in the future. A fire was burning at his eyebrows and he had to focus on the present. Su Yun went up to the stage in high spirits. He glanced at Zheng Ren and did not ask anything. The air-tight lead door was closed and the surgery began. "Take a good look at his technique." Chief Jiang and the junior doctor under him stood in the operating room, he pointed at the screen and said, "Although we're doing circulatory interventions, the basic technique is the same. This junior Doctor Zheng doesn't look very old, but his skill level is quite high." "Master, are all the amazing people from all over the country here?" a junior doctor asked. Professor Mu, who was performing the surgery in the next room, had such a high skill level that it made people click their tongues. Another doctor from the intervention department came from the frontline. His skill level was also quite high. Since when did so many doctors get involved? "Of course. This is a transit station. If we were in another place, do you think they would come?" Chief Jiang patted the junior doctor's head and shouted, "Everyone, be alert and watch carefully." The image on the screen immediately began to move. From the last image of the last patient, it was transformed into the image of the current patient. They started to step on the line inside. Micro-wire, micro-catheter, angiography, super selection, embolization...Every step looked very simple. It was the most basic operation, and there was no dazzling technique. It was simple and plain. However, they were all specialized doctors. The patient's blood vessels were thick and thin. The difficulty of the surgery was high but still easy enough for them to comprehend it. Such thin blood vessels were directly entered. The superselection was successful and done without any hint of hesitation. It was so simple that it made people's hair stand on its ends. In the surgeon's eyes, the rugged mountain road had turned into a six-row highway that he was speeding through the entire way. The surgery took 14 minutes and 32 seconds to complete! Chief Jiang felt ashamed. When he recalled that he had just been 'supporting the stage', it was not the case at all. He had actually been dragging him down and delaying him! It turned out that he was too slow for the other. Fortunately, Doctor Zheng had a good temper. If he had not slept for a few days and nights and had come down from the frontline to meet a chief who had a bad temper... He definitely would have cursed out loud. Fortunately, that was not the case. "Master, I understand the surgery, but..." "But what?" "I don't know what I can learn..." the junior doctor said in a daze.
Chapter 681 - Capable Son-In-Law
Chief Jiang did not know what he could learn. The surgeon's surgery in the operating theater was simple. It was so simple to the extent that the surgeon seemed wise but foolish, skillful but clumsy. Every step of the operation seemed very simple. There was no difficulty at all. However, Chief Jiang put himself in the surgeon's position and knew for a fact that he could not reenact the surgery himself no matter what. All the things that he thought were difficult were not a problem for the surgeon. In fact
, the surgeon would not even notice them. The microwires that he operated with ran through the narrow blood vessels, so smoothly that it felt suffocating. What about Professor Mu in the operating room next to him? It seemed that... It seemed that...he could not do it either. When Professor Mu came in the morning, he was shocked when he saw him perform surgery. He already felt that his surgery was mediocre so quickly? He really could not be compared to him. Behind the lead-lined glass, the handsome assistant who made the circulating nurse turn her head to look at him from time to time waved his hand. The air-tight lead door opened and Chief Jiang brought his men in. "Chief Jiang, you guys carry the patient onto the stretcher trolley. Just patch up the external wound and then apply pressure on the bandage," Su Yun said. "Bring the next patient up." This was a seamless operation. There was not even any space left for pressure to stop the bleeding. "Transfuse the patient's blood. Call the first-aid ambulance and send him to the ICU in Chengdu. Chief Jiang, you're more familiar with Chengdu. I won't say much about which hospital to send him to," Zheng Ren said. Chief Jiang nodded. He knew that the patient had lost too much blood. Even if the bleeding was stopped now and fresh frozen erythrocyte was continuously injected, there would still be a lot of trouble ahead. Huaxi was definitely the strongest when it came to ICU care! However, Huaxi's ICU was probably overloaded at this moment... when he thought of the entire room filled with the sounds of ventilators and monitors that sounded like police sirens, Chief Jiang was so sleepy that his nerves were about to collapse. He carried the patient off the operating table and onto the stretcher trolley. Chief Jiang's junior doctor pressed onto the patient to stop the bleeding while another patient was carried up. Su Yun disinfected the patient while Zheng Ren went to scrub his hands again. The surgery proceeded without any gaps. The number of patients piled up outside gradually decreased. .. .. "There's a problem with the transmission on this side of the network. President Ji should be able to find someone in Chengdu, right?" Xie Ning was making a call to contact someone about something. After going deep into the outpost base, he understood more things and also discovered many problems. He was not at a loss because he was just a volunteer. The solution was in his mind and he had enough strength to implement it. "Okay, send me your account number. I'll get someone to transfer the money to you. Boss Ji, this isn't like you. Okay, okay, Boss Ji. You're a loyal person. Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. There will definitely be a time for cooperation in the future. Just send the stuff over as soon as possible." After speaking, Xie Ning hung up the phone. During a sudden disaster, although they had mobilized the country's strategic reserves, countless capable troops rushed to the frontlines from all over the country without fear of dying. However, not everything could be solved with a single stroke of courage. As soon as Xie Ning arrived at the frontlines, he realized that everything was far too chaotic. Chengdu had acc.u.mulated too many supplies. The General Command's grasp of the situation was still limited to the army and the country's fire forces. As for the doctors who came from all over the country and the rescue teams that were set up spontaneously, everything else was left up in the air. Xie Ning did not want to participate in these things. He had spent countless years in the military and knew what did and did not work. He was concerned about two other things. The wounded carried down from the frontline were like a tsunami, threatening to collapse the medical system in Chengdu. This was only the beginning. It was not enough to rely on the medical workers' toiling both day and night. The diagnosis, recovery, and treatment of the critically ill wounded that were transported down from the frontline were all being handled by the doctors' instincts alone. The hospitals were working at full capacity. At some point, everything would collapse on its head. There was also an overload in missing people reports. In Huaxi's courtyard, Xie Ning felt that he had to do something as he watched the anxious waiting faces morph into disappointment. Of course, these two points were only part of the problem but were important to deal with. Xie Ning began to deal with these matters. He contacted an acquaintance. His surname was Ji. He was in software outsourcing and was skilled in what he did, famous in the industry. It was said that he used to be a hacker, a known 'king' of the industry. But this person only cared about money. As long as there was money, anything was negotiable. Xie Ning found him and told him his thoughts. After President Ji listened to him, he did not hesitate and said that he would need at least 12 hours. After explaining everything, Xie Ning went to one of the frontline nodes—Pengxi Village Hospital. In less than 12 hours, President Ji completed the task that Xie Ning requested. But this time, he seemed to have changed his personality and did not talk about money at all. Xie Ning could tell from the phone that there seemed to be something wrong with President Ji's mood. He did not know if it was because he stayed up all night working on the software but for some reason, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't even speak clearly. If he didn't want the money then that was that. Xie Ning was free and easy, not being bothered by such a 'small matter'. Countless survivors were rescued from the epicenter of the earthquake and came to the hospital in Pengxi Village. The rescue convoy provided supplies, and the severely injured were treated on the spot. Those who had it worse were sent to Chengdu for treatment. The doctors who stayed in Pengxi Village stayed up all night to deal with all external injuries that could be treated. Xie Ning had a thick stack of paper filled with words in his hand. On the paper were written origins, diagnosis, treatment, and outcomes of many patients. The old hospital director soon realized the value of Xie Ning. This outsider was as calm as an iceberg. No matter how busy he was, as long as he asked him something, he could explain the whole situation in a very orderly manner. What kind of treatment did a severely injured person receive in Pengxi Village? Which ambulance had been sent to Chengdu? Even a portion of the patients sent to Chengdu was recorded by Xie Ning, where he had noted down which hospitals they were now in. However, the information was not complete. Xie Ning could not complete all the work by himself. All that was left was to wait. Xie Ning smiled. At this moment, a doctor wearing an isolation suit and a white coat ran down barefooted. "Uncle Ning, how many more patients with severe pelvic fractures are there?" the doctor asked. "There are still 35 patients waiting to be treated. There are no ambulances for the time being. 233 patients with similar injuries have been transferred to Chengdu," Xie Ning flipped the papers in his hand and immediately answered. "The ward is full. This side will grab the ambulances to transfer the postoperative patients to Chengdu and send all thirty-five patients to the entrance of the operating theater," the doctor said in a very straightforward manner. "All of them?" Xie Ning hesitated for a moment, which was rare. "Can't the surgery be done tomorrow night? I was just about to grab someone to transfer them away." "It's better to do the heavy patient transfer here!" the junior doctor said, "Chief Jiang just said that we have the resources and it'll definitely be faster than sending them to Chengdu." "Huh?" Xie Ning looked at the junior doctor's eyes and suddenly remembered the figure of his capable son-in-law. Before he came, Chief Jiang had just told him about the number of surgeries he could complete. With their almost infinite number of patients, it was a negligible number. In Xie Ning's opinion, it was enough to leave one or two patients in Pengxi Village for treatment. If they finished the surgery, new patients would be sent at any time so there was no need to reserve any. "How many cases have been completed?" Xie Ning looked at the time. It had been three hours and sixteen minutes since he sent Zheng Ren there. "Fifteen patients have been treated and the ward is full. Now, we need to transfer the patients to Chengdu so they can enter the ICU for the next step of treatment." Even the calm Xie Ning was stunned. It was done so quickly? However, he immediately instructed his secretary to modify the plan. After that, he found volunteers and carried a few patients who needed to undergo interventional surgery straight to the interventional surgery room.
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