"How to do surgery without physical examination?" Zheng Ren was helpless and explained to the patient's family.

"You are not doing the surgery. Mr. Wang from the imperial capital can do it for a physical examination. You are a little doctor, why are you so good at trusting me? Are you an intern? Why are you so old?" The patient's daughter raised her eyebrows to the sky, and her eyes were full of anger.

"..." Zheng Ren was silent. This was the first time someone said he was old. But from the perspective of an intern, it seemed that the same was true.

He put the patient's legs flat, turned around and left, suddenly stopped, and turned around and said, "It is most likely that I will do the surgery."

"You?" The patient's family was stunned. She saw that Zheng Ren's expression didn't seem to be a fake, and she suddenly became scared.

Could it be that this little doctor did his father's surgery, and Mr. Wang, who came from the imperial capital, watched it and went to teach the surgery?

Oh my God! This doesn't work!

Zheng Ren walked out regardless of what she thought.

Mr. Wang asked the patient clearly that he had no delays when eating and drinking water at night, and he was a little worried.

"Boss Zheng, are you sure?" Mr. Wang asked when he saw Zheng Ren walk out.

"There is a high probability that according to percutaneous portal vein puncture, thrombectomy and thrombolysis, we should explain it." After saying that, Zheng Ren turned around and wanted to leave. But as soon as he took a step, he remembered that Wang was born in Puwei. Not to mention general surgeons, even a serious vascular doctor or interventionist had not done this procedure.

"Uh, let me explain the condition. Three minutes later, I will bring the patient's family to the office and I need to sign it." After that, Zheng Ren walked straight back to the office.

Mr. Wang sighed that this is the director's aura. Not to mention how the surgery was done, this aura alone made me breathless.

The patient's family had just been trained by Mr. Wang, and looked at Zheng Renyang's long-distance figure timidly, and asked in confusion, "Mr. Wang, who is this person?"

"It's Boss Zheng." Mr. Wang wanted to say that he was the king here. But then he thought that he was still the king in Fuji 912, or even Mayo Clinic! The emergency ward of Haicheng First Hospital is considered a yarn.

"Boss Zheng?"

"Last year, there was a nitrite poisoning in Haicheng, do you know?" Mr. Wang asked.

"I know, my neighbor is the disease. I helped send it to you. It looks like Avatar, but it's so scary." The man was a little stunned, speaking with a swear word.

The person next to him touched him and signaled to respect Mr. Wang, who came to support the imperial capital, and speak as elegantly as possible.

Mr. Wang didn't care, saying, "The one who presided over the rescue at that time was Boss Zheng. Now in the imperial capital, he is already very awesome... awesome, and he will be even more awesome."

He wanted to find a more elegant adjective, but found that no matter what he said, he could not describe Boss Zheng. In the end, he felt that he could only express his deep surprise and sigh in his heart by using vulgar descriptions.

The patient's family grinned, and a sentence brought the distance between Mr. Wang and himself closer. The boss Wang looked quiet and quiet, but he was also a person with temperament.

But in a flash, he became confused. Didn’t the surgery mean that he would cut the intestines?

"Patient's family members, who can sign and make decisions, come with me." Mr. Wang was also used to the working mode of grassroots hospitals. He shouted, calling out two men and one woman to come to the office.

Zheng Ren has printed out a preoperative explanation. Because it is not an arterial embolization, the operation is urgent, but it is not particularly urgent. He can complete the preoperative explanation before sending the patient to the operation.

Seeing Boss Zheng explaining to the patient's family while drawing pictures, Mr. Wang was a little confused. He stood up carefully, returned to the duty room, and made a phone call.

"Old Su, it's me."

"Yes, there is a patient with a diagnosis problem on this side. Boss Zheng said it was a supramolecular embolism of the mesenteric vein, so it's necessary..."

"Yes, it's that Boss Zheng."

The opposite side of the phone was silent for 1 second, then a loud roar broke out, "Wang Liang, are you kidding me? Boss Zheng gave me a diagnosis, would you please give me a look?"

"..." Mr. Wang was stunned. Is this not normal?

"Do you know what I'm doing?" said on the other side of the phone.

Mr. Wang thought to himself, how could I know what you are doing? But I can't say that in my heart.

"Boss Zheng performed an operation on Director Miao yesterday, with both hands and two guidewires, and thoracic aortic stent and left hepatic artery embolization. I highly suspect that Boss Zheng's interventional surgery is already the world's number one. With Boss Zheng here, please let me take a look?!"

"What did you say? Director Miao? What's wrong with Director Miao?" Mr. Wang was stunned and asked immediately.

After briefly talking about Director Miao’s affairs, President Su from the Vascular Department told Mr. Wang that their director is now organizing all staff to learn, and the learning method is the surgery process of Zheng Ren doing both hands and double exercises yesterday.

While saying that Mr. Su complained that this kind of surgery is not done by humans at all, and there is nothing to learn. After watching it dozens of times, he was completely dewy. Everyone was almost disintegrated when they fucked both hands and both hands.

"Su Yun, are your director?" Mr. Wang suddenly realized this possibility and asked.

"Here, what's wrong?"

"Please give the director a look, okay?" Mr. Wang asked tentatively.

Su Yun thought about it and finally agreed.

I sent the video on WeChat and called in a few minutes.

"A t can tell a fuck!" Mr. Su started spraying directly on the phone, "But the director said that Boss Zheng's technique is fine, and he would choose this way if he did."

"Oh, that's OK, come back and talk."

"Hey, Wang Liang, wait a moment." Hearing that he was about to hang up the phone, President Su hurriedly shouted, "Is there any recording equipment in Haicheng's operating room?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"The director said he wanted to see Boss Zheng's surgery."

"..." Mr. Wang felt that he had caused a big trouble, but Director Mao of the Vascular Department spoke and he still had to do it.

We should respect the old director. Besides, they just want to see Boss Zheng’s surgery, but they didn’t say they wanted to see his own surgery. His own surgery... doesn’t seem to be worthy of the care of the director at home.

"I'll ask Boss Zheng, if possible, I'll send it to you after finishing this."

"Please." Mr. Su lowered his voice and said, "Hurry to find a new operation video. The surgery with both hands and hands is not something that humans do at all. If you change to a more ordinary person, you will have to make the director happy."

"Okay, I'll get surgery right away, I'll get in touch with you." Mr. Wang was a little confused. He didn't know what it means to have both hands and fuck.

Although as the name suggests, two hands and two exercises are to operate two guidewires and catheters with both hands at the same time. But this is obviously impossible! How could anyone do this?
Chapter completed!