"This is the most reasonable explanation." Zheng Ren said, "and I just said a possibility. If I wanted to discuss it, the patient agreed."

"..." Su Yun felt that Zheng Ren was particularly unreliable for the first time.

"Just kidding." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Placetal allergy is actually a fluid allergy in the placenta tissue space, similar to the mechanism of drug allergy. She has a maculopapular rash on her body, plus respiratory symptoms, and no obvious allergy history of taking drugs, so it was initially determined that it was a placental allergy."

"What if it's not?" Su Yun asked.

"If it is not, it is also right to do this." Zheng Ren said: "For a long time, the fetus intake of oxygen is not enough, and the fetal heartbeat has begun to become abnormal. Instead of suffering like this, it is better to give birth and stay in the incubator of the newborn for a while."

"And without the burden of the fetus, the patient will be more resistant." Zheng Ren explained.

The final explanation obviously convinced Su Yun.

In fact, in the first paragraph, Zheng Ren said the truth.

But he didn't expect that Song Moqian would admit it directly, not give him any discussion, and even had no chance to go into the system operating room for an operation.

How good would it be if all patients were so patient.

After explaining, Zheng Ren closed his eyes slightly and entered the system operating room.

But it was Qin Lu on the operating table.

It didn't go as expected, Zheng Ren sighed.

It seems that the big pig's hoof doesn't give him this opportunity. He has to wait until the system task is completed before the next surgical training can be carried out.

Zheng Ren had no choice but to come out of the system operating room.

He recalled it and said nothing wrong with what he said. Now it is highly likely that he is still a placental allergy.

Surgery is a diagnostic treatment.

What is important is that after the operation, the patient will experience a severe allergic attack, and as long as he gets through it, it will be cured.

Let’s solve the problem of Qinlu first.

"Boss, I'll help me?" Su Yun asked.

"Come on." Zheng Ren said: "Mr. Qin's disease is the type of difficulty in diagnosis and simple surgery. Next, patients with caesarean section will be able to rescue emergency and severe illness. You are better than me. You should worry more about that."

"Yeah." Su Yun nodded with a look of your urge to see you.

After explaining this, Zheng Ren saw Su Yun and went to Zou Yu to ask about the procedures for the operation.

He simply sat on a chair in the conference room.

The sky was already white, and I was busy all night.

Zheng Ren slowly closed his eyes, entered the system operating room, and began surgical training.

Although the operation is not difficult for Zheng Ren, he still habitually needs to do it a few times before the operation to avoid any omissions.

In the quiet system operating room, Zheng Ren underwent three surgeries, and the success rate of each operation reached 100%.

The reason why I had to undergo three surgeries was because Zheng Ren felt a little confused.

Maybe it was because of the strange disease of the black-clad Master Song and her surgery, Zheng Ren felt panicked.

But don't just see the system space.

After the operation, Zheng Ren's mind gradually became sank, and soon his emotions stabilized, and he no longer thought about what was there or not.

What about Master Song? In his eyes, he is just an ordinary patient.

After three surgeries, Zheng Ren walked out of the system operating room.

Calm and calm.

He glanced at the little white fox, smiled slightly, and left the system space.

After waiting for a while, the old butler Qin Shan walked closer and bowed and said, "Boss Zheng, please come here."

"You're welcome." Zheng Ren stood up, returned the gift, and followed Qin Shan all the way to the ward.

Qin Lu was sleeping soundly. It seemed that this was the one who decided to take the surgery, so he used calming medicine.

Zheng Ren finally confirmed that there was no abnormal situation. Su Yun handled all the procedures and a few doctors who were in charge of the hospital took Qin Lu to the operating room.

“What are consumables?”

"There are no domestically produced Changfeng minimally invasive equipment, I can take the rest casually. Boss, if you want to say that the top private hospitals are amazing, even the kind of spring coils that Fuguier brought."

"I remember reading an article." Zheng Ren nodded and walked out with the hospital bed. "It is an article analyzing the real five-star hotel. There is nothing worth remembering, but there is one thing that is particularly reasonable."

"What?"

"The article says that the trash cans in hotels do not use plastic bags, and the grade is relatively higher. It's just a detail, and I think it's still very interesting."

Su Yun smiled and knew what it meant.

Trouble, trouble, and labor are all components of luxury.

And what can private hospitals demonstrate quality?

A seven-star environment?

This is just a detail.

It is constantly visible in the corridor, wearing pink nurse uniforms, young and beautiful, facing the young nurse with a smile?

This is one of the details, not all.

What is really important is how many doctors with a very high level can be invited to consult, how many top professors in the world can consult, operating room conditions, and consumables reserves.

No matter what kind of surgical habits a doctor is, as long as he comes and takes care of him, he doesn’t need to bring his own equipment.

Such rare things are not available for the market, but are just spring coils for basic research and hospitals with reserves.

I cannot help but sigh that this place is truly worthy of being the world's top private hospital.

Zheng Ren feels that he really likes and takes care of the hospital more and more.

No professional doctor can resist this temptation.

There is no need to worry about the lack of hospitalization costs for patients, and sometimes even know that there are better consumables, but they are absolutely not allowed to use them.

because,

The patient has no money.

When they arrived at the operating room, Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to change their clothes.

"Boss, please seize the big shot." Su Yun asked.

Zheng Ren nodded.

"That's good." Su Yun said, "If you make a name for yourself this time, the number of students in the third batch will be more. I'm going to raise it up."

Zheng Ren was almost in a state of scattering money, and he had no interest.

Su Yun wore lead clothes, brushed his hands, and disinfected them.

...

Dr. Huo stood in the conference room like a transparent person.

Looking at the old butler who was loyal to the old man Huo order, he pushed Song Mo out.

Looking at the two outrageously young doctors from "public" hospitals, chatting while walking out as if no one was around.

I watched the eldest lady of the Zou family follow behind, like a female assistant wearing a hip-clad skirt, following her step by step.

Looking at Fan Tianshui's cold eyes swept towards him, like a solid sharp blade.

In the empty conference room, Dr. Huo stood in a daze.

No! You should go and take a look.

Dr. Huo quickly understood.

I have not failed yet. Whether Mr. Qin or Mr. Song agreed to the operation, it has not proved that I have failed.

And myself,

To witness it with your own eyes,
Chapter completed!