Zheng Ren felt as if he had forgotten something. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he immediately remembered that he had entered the System space several times. He remembered having seen some changes in the skill tree.
In addition to the surgery in Nanchuan Town, he seemed to have broken through a technical barrier. He even said that he would definitely take a look at it if he had time.
At first, he tried to sleep for a while but his curiosity fought against him, getting the better of him.
In the end, the moment he could feel himself falling asleep, Zheng Ren forced himself to be alert and entered the System space.
He had to find out what had changed in the System's skill tree. Fortunately, it was a clinical surgery..
While thinking about it, Zheng Ren's mind, which had just entered the System space, went blank.
The first thing he saw was an incomparably lush tree. It was the interventional skill tree.
Damn it... Zheng Ren had only went in before to get his energy drink, immediately leaving afterward. He did not look at the skill tree. He only saw something out of the corner of his eye that looked different from the usual.
Because it was too urgent outside, he did not observe it carefully.
Now that he was standing in the System space and observing it carefully, he was stunned by the lush interventional skill tree.
When he had reached the level of Legend, the interventional skill tree was much higher than the other skill trees. But now, this tree had become a towering tree, as if it was about to leak out of the System space.
What was going on...
Zheng Ren walked in and looked carefully. Once, there was an unattainable distance between the Grandmaster-level skills and the Legend-level skills.
But now, that unattainable distance was gone. The huge number of skills told Zheng Ren that he was only a step away from reaching the Prime level.
This was a huge surprise. Zheng Ren had estimated that even if he wanted to perform an extremely difficult interventional surgery like the TIPS surgery, he would not be able to reach Prime-level interventional surgery due to the decreasing number of skill points he would obtain.
Therefore, after completing the Final Stage of the Crown Jewel at the Imperial Capital and receiving more than half a year of surgical training, Zheng Ren intended to complete his dream and devote all his time to specializing in general surgery.
However, before he could do anything, an emergency happened after he returned to the Imperial Capital. It was a bumpy journey, forcing him to come here to participate in the earthquake relief.
He did not expect that he would really break through the technical barrier, his very own shackles!
Zheng Ren was a little dazed. Looking at the skill tree, he thought to himself that it was no wonder he felt that his skill level had improved by leaps and bounds. So that was how it was.
Observing the skill tree, Zheng Ren vaguely saw that there were tiny, thread-like, shiny things falling on the other skill trees beside the lush skill tree in front of him.
Regarding auxiliary image inspection, he had no idea when it had surpassed the other skill trees and reached the Legend-level.
Was this the source of his ability to reconstruct 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction in his mind? Zheng Ren thought about it to himself. It was possible, but he did not dare to think about trying it again. He would have to return to the Imperial Capital first.
Chapter 741 - Eyes As Bright As Stars
Although the System did not issue a new mission, Zheng Ren's medical skills had risen to a whole new level.
Even Zheng Ren himself...had never even dreamed that such an outcome would occur.
As for what those clear silk threads signified, Zheng Ren did not know either.
After checking the System space, the little white fox outside the cottage seemed to have come to life. Unknowingly, the System's coverage space had also expanded a little.
Zheng Ren still did not know what this meant.
Since he did not know anything, Zheng Ren could not be bothered to think about it. In the end, he simply lay by the pond and fell asleep.
He slept soundly without any dreams. It was not until he was woken up that Zheng Ren realized that his entire body was in so much pain that he could not even get out of bed.
With just a slight movement, all the muscles and bones in his body felt like they were being torn apart. It was a heart-wrenching pain.
Zheng Ren knew that this was caused by the large amount of lactic acid acc.u.mulated in his body. This acc.u.mulation could even be compared to the lactic acid poisoning of patients with severe diabetes.
However, there was no problem with his liver and renal function test. There would not be too much damage. However, if he wanted to recover, he would need to rest for a period of time.
But now... There was really no way to rest.
Zheng Ren was still not fully awake. The smell of rice porridge assaulted his nose and sense.
Oh, it's the porridge that Little Yiren bought, Zheng Ren thought.
He tried to open his eyes and saw Xie Yiren leaning on her knees with both hands. Her waist was slightly bent, and her eyes were as bright as stars. She was very serious and focused while looking at him.
He wanted to grin but his whole body felt exhausted, which made Zheng Ren's smile look a little strange.
"It hurts!" Su Yun shouted. He was the same, his whole body in terrible pain.
"Get up, it's time to eat." Xie Yiren smiled. Her white neck was akin to flower petals, and her pink face was like a stamen, giving off a refreshing fragrance.
"Oh." Zheng Ren supported himself and sat up. After resting for a while, his body gradually adapted to its sore state.
After sleeping, he felt much better. However, his whole body felt even more tired even if he felt much better than before he had taken a rest.
There was nothing he could do about it. The current situation did not allow him to sleep more.
To be able to rest for three hours was already a decision that made his teeth clench. Zheng Ren knew that there must be a large number of medical teams heading to Chengdu but did not know when they would arrive.
When they arrived, he would be able to rest. Zheng Ren comforted himself with that knowledge.
"I haven't eaten for a long time so I didn't prepare any rice. I went to cook a pot of porridge. I brought the rice. There are only a few taels of Xiangshui rice left in my house so I brought it all with me." Xie Yiren scooped up the porridge with a spoon and slowly blew over it, lowering its temperature.
The clear fragrance spread in the small office, making people feel refreshed.
"Damn... This is really Xiangshui rice." Su Yun stretched his waist and immediately became energetic. "The ones sold in the market are all fake and the taste is always a little bad."
"Well, there wasn't much left in the house. This time when I packed my things, I guessed that you guys wouldn't eat much, so I brought all of them," Xie Yiren said as she blew on the hot porridge.
"Money Isn't omnipotent. You can do 9,999 things with it but the only thing you can't do is be able to experience a poor person's bitterness," Su Yun complained. He stood up shakily and walked to the table.
The rice porridge was covered in a layer of indistinct greens, full of vitality.
"Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and eat," Zheng Ren said.
"This isn't nonsense..."
"This is Chengdu's specialty cold-pot fish. I packed it for you guys," Xie Yiren said. "It was a little late and I couldn't buy any vegetables so I only went home to cook porridge."
"Yiren, your family also has a house in Chengdu?"
"Yes, a long time ago, this land was auctioned. My dad came over and wanted to give it a try. He didn't expect the Hong Kong investment to come in. No matter how high the price was, there was always a higher bidder. Later, my father gave up and bought a few beautiful houses in Huaxi next to Chengdu."
"A few beautiful houses
in Huaxi..." Su Yun coughed twice.
It was a property that might not have been expensive in the past, but now the price soared to the sky.
"Boss, I suggest that we go to Huaxi to work. It's really convenient to walk home after work since it's only a five-minute walk." Su Yun drank porridge and chatted with Zheng Ren.
"Back then, the school sold that piece of land to a real estate developer. It's said that it caused a lot of controversies," Zheng Ren said as he ate. "When I was in school, I always felt uncomfortable when I saw a piece of the square campus being cut out."
"How long will the surgery take?" Xie Yiren interrupted the gossip between Zheng Ren and Su Yun and asked.
"I don't know," Zheng Ren answered weakly.
The subtext was that he didn't know either. It depended on how many injured people there were. However, he also knew that with Xie Yiren around, it was impossible for him to continue surgery day and night.
There would be a combination of work and rest. Otherwise, he would be the next victim of Chief Jiang's widowmaker heart attack.
Xie Yiren wanted to say something but ended up recalling something. The expression on her face was a little sad as she fell silent.
The three of them kept quiet and finished the whole pot of porridge.
If it weren't for the fact that they were full and couldn't eat anymore, Su Yun would have used the purified water to rinse the pot and eat all the rice still clinging to its side. Sometimes, there was nothing bad about being a dog.
"Oh, right, do you have Chief Chen's phone number? I didn't remember it in a daze," Zheng Ren asked Su Yun.
"I don't have it." Su Yun touched his belly, reluctant to leave the room.
"I have it here. What's the matter, Zheng Ren?" Xie Yiren asked.
"I forgot to tell Chief Chen that for the injured after amputation surgery, they need to do hyperbaric oxygen if they have a history of smoking. The results are better," Zheng Ren said.
Because smoking could cause vasospasm and it was a continuous effect, it would not disappear because they did not smoke for a short period of time after the amputation.
Therefore, the newly established capillary network would find itself difficult to establish compared to the non-smoking patients. This was an objective factor and Zheng Ren could not make up for it with surgery.
Therefore, he looked for all kinds of methods and decided to do hyperbaric oxygen after the surgery to help restore the blood supply.
Hyperbaric oxygen therapy was to use a machine to create an atmosphere of more than one atmosphere for oxygen therapy, often called ATA.
1 unit of ATA was about 760 mmHg (101.32 kpa) oxygen units. Most general treatments used 2 to 3 ATA units.
With the addition of a negative ion-generating device, it could be said that this was an eco-level treatment that was neither invasive nor toxic, promoting the body's self-renewal process by allowing the patient to inhale pure oxygen containing negative ions at high pressure. It enhanced the vitality of immune cells to fight against diseases, thus allowing the patient to gradually recover.
Generally speaking, the neurosurgery department often used high-pressure oxygen for treatment.
Some neurosurgery doctors even suggested high-pressure oxygen treatments as soon as possible after the surgery to promote the patient's microcirculation and the recovery of nerve cells.
For amputees, high-pressure oxygen was helpful in reducing edema of the body's tissues and anti-bacterial. It had an extremely important effect on recovery.
Xie Yiren did not quite understand but Zheng Ren's words rang true.
She took out her cell phone, found Chief Chen's number, and dialed the number.
Chapter 742 - This Was Life
"Uh... No!" Zheng Ren suddenly realized something and hung up the phone that Xie Yiren handed him.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Xie Yiren asked, puzzled.
"It's past one in the morning..." Zheng Ren finally realized and said helplessly.
At Chief Chen's age, one wouldn't know whether he was asleep at the moment or not.
If he were to sleep and receive a call in the middle of the night, especially when he was so tired, would he be scared to the point of having a heart attack? Zheng Ren could not say for sure.
If that was the case, he would just look for Professor Huang. It would garner the same results regardless.
The main thing was that Zheng Ren did not know how many hyperbaric oxygen chambers Chengdu Provincial Hospital had and whether they could accommodate so many patients after amputation.
Well, they definitely could not. They had to spread to the surrounding hospitals, cities, and counties.
To deal with this kind of problem well, they needed a very deep and wide network of people. They even needed to be coordinated and deployed by the frontline headquarters.
After all, things like hyperbaric oxygen chambers were not available in Pengxi Village Hospital. Moreover, the treatment period for patients was long, and the number of patients each hyperbaric oxygen chamber could accommodate was limited. These were all problems.
Zheng Ren knew that he could not solve this problem, so it was better to just throw it to the doctors in Chengdu.
"Where would Professor Huang be at this time?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.
"Who knows? He might be sleeping on the floor in the operating theater or on the operating table. In any case, it's impossible for him to go home. We'll catch him in the operating theater!" Su Yun said with certainty.
However, Zheng Ren did not know where Zheng Ren was since he had his own operating theater.
What Su Yun said made sense. If they went to the operating theater, they could ask the nurse or chief nurse to look for Professor Huang.
He was from the same 'family' so he was more familiar with Zheng Ren than they were.
Xie Yiren packed up her things and tidied up the chief's office neatly. The three of them prepared to go to the operating theater.
In the corridor at midnight, other than the lack of sunlight, everything was no different from how it was a few hours ago.
It was full of injured people, volunteers, and nurses moving back and forth from time to time. They were very busy.
"Ah, right, wait for me for a moment." Xie Yiren took the food box from Zheng Ren's hand and hurried downstairs.
"Where do you think she's going?" Su Yun looked at Xie Yiren's back and asked.
"I don't know." Zheng Ren was obviously still a little confused but his eyes couldn't help but fixate on Xie Yiren's back.
It was not until Xie Yiren took the elevator downstairs that he returned to normal.
"Boss, is what you said about the Nobel Prize really true?" Su Yun suddenly asked.
"It should be," Zheng Ren said, "As for the specific details, we'll have to wait for Dr. Mehar to come to me for surgery before we can finalize it."
Su Yun smiled and looked at the honest-looking Zheng Ren. He really could not tell whether the person in front of him was shrewd or simple.
"How is Feng Xuhui? I heard that he was sent to Chengdu Provincial Hospital?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Yes, I asked around. He had an operation here. His tendon is damaged. He might have some problems when he walks in the future," Su Yun did not forget about this matter and said lightly.
Zheng Ren was a little sad.
"It's not bad. It's good that he can return alive," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren nodded. The lights outside the window were brilliant. It was like a different world from those dark and rainy nights in Nanchuan Town.
The two of them were silent. They were thinking about their own things.
Soon, Little Yiren ran back. Her ponytail swayed as she carried two bags in her hands.
"I've prepared clothes for you. Go to the operating theater to take a shower later. After that, put them on," Xie Yiren said as she handed the bags to Zheng Ren and Su Yun.
Zheng Ren chuckled. His u.n.d.e.r.g.a.r.m.e.n.ts were wet and extremely uncomfortable. However, if Li
ttle Yiren had not thought about this matter, he would not have remembered it.
After entering the operating theater, Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to change their clothes.
"I feel that my body is rotten. It smells like yesterday's trash." Su Yun agreed with Xie Yiren's words.
"I'm fine." Zheng Ren did not think so, but little Yiren instructed him to do as she told.
There were quite a number of showers in Chengdu Provincial Hospital's operating theater. The conditions were a hundred times better than pouring purified water into a big bucket in Pengxi Village.
There was no problem with the water here. They could take a hot shower.
Zheng Ren took a simple shower. The pain where his left rib fracture was seemed to be more intense.
Three to five days after the injury, it was the peak period of local hyperemia and edema. The swelling of the body tissue pressed on the intercostal nerves, causing pain. This was something that Zheng Ren could not avoid.
However, Zheng Ren estimated that the fracture end alignment was good. Although there was still a possibility of delayed, traumatic hemopneumothorax, this possibility was very small as long as he did not strain himself physically too much.
This kind of simple rib fracture only needed to rest for a period of time. Once the callus formed, it could be healed without special treatment.
After taking a shower and changing into new u.n.d.e.r.g.a.r.m.e.n.ts, Zheng Ren immediately felt refreshed.
When he entered the operating theater, there were people lying on the floor in the corridor, randomly putting on sterile surgical clothes and sleeping.
Zheng Ren was already used to this kind of situation.
He suspected that Chengdu Provincial Hospital's operating theater had basically been like this for almost a week.
"It is said that the doctors and nurses who were transferred from the back are coming one after another. The pressure should be reduced a little," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren was a little emotional. He had been performing surgeries since he came to Chengdu Provincial Hospital, but Su Yun still knew all kinds of gossip. It was just like being in Sea City General Hospital.
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