"Sister, what is he doing?" Su Yun was really bored and curious, so he could only ask Sister Zhao in a low voice.

"I don't know." Sister Zhao stared at the screen with her eyes fixed on her face, forgetting the time.

“…”

"I guess I'm looking for the signal shadow of abnormal liver margins to see if it is the tumor's donor artery." Sister Zhao guessed.

"So troublesome..."

"No one in China does it, internationally... I have never checked the information on this aspect and I don't know it. But the only people who can do this are those who are professional in imaging." Sister Zhao paused, "Even those people are not sure that they can do it all. Generally, people from the radiology department perform interventional surgery, but few people in this CT room can do this."

Su Yun was silent. Although he was not convinced, he couldn't understand Zheng Ren's operations. But with his speed alone... it should be enough to participate in the professional league of Honor of Kings.

Accurate, fast, without any drag.

Fifteen minutes later, Zheng Ren took his right hand away from the mouse and snatched his finger.

"Finished?" Su Yun asked.

He secretly looked at Sister Zhao's expression.

As the deputy director of the CT office and a professional and technical staff specializing in three-dimensional reconstruction, Sister Zhao was confused and didn't understand what Zheng Ren found.

"Well, it's here, it's the newly grown artery." Zheng Ren casually wiped the sweat from his palm on the white clothes, and then continued to operate.

Find the end of the hyperplasia vessel that is thin enough to the point of the thinning, and the rest will be simple.

A few minutes later, a tortuous blood vessel appeared on the three-dimensional reconstruction image. It continued to circulate and rise, suddenly folded for a while, and walked down.

It is like the Yellow River channel, with nine twists and eighteen bends.

Ten minutes later, the three-dimensional reconstruction was completed and the blood vessel originated from the short gastric artery.

It was not until this time that Sister Zhao let out a long sigh.

So fucking awesome!

Even though she witnessed all the process with her own eyes, Sister Zhao could only understand half of it.

Sister Zhao is sure of the most critical step. Even if Zheng Ren teaches herself step by step, she may not be able to learn it within one or two months.

"Where is printing the film?" Zheng Ren asked.

"This...here." Sister Zhao clicked a button, and the machine that produced the film next to her roared. After a long time, several fresh and hot films were printed.

"The colored drawings will not be made tomorrow." Sister Zhao was still a little dazed.

"No need, actually just find the source of hyperplasia." Zheng Ren stood up with a smile, feeling very good.

Sitting in the CT room to operate the machine to find the hyperplasia blood vessels is one hundred times better than standing in the interventional operating room to find the blood vessels by eating a thread.

Even with systematic radiation ray energy conversion lead clothes, Zheng Ren didn't want to do that.

It seems that the reward given by the big pig's hoof in the system is reasonable, and Zheng Ren feels happy.

"Ah!" Sister Zhao suddenly exclaimed.

"What's wrong, sister." Zheng Ren asked.

"I have to pick up the child tonight!" Sister Zhao suddenly fell into a state of panic. She was so confused just now that she had forgotten such a big thing.

He gestured in a panic and drove Zheng Ren and Su Yun away. Sister Zhao hurriedly walked quickly while wearing a coat.

"Sister Zhao, I'll give you it." Su Yun ran a few steps and chased after him.

When Zheng Ren looked at the backs of the two, it was probably Sister Zhao who refused, and Su Yun was so arrogant that he wanted to help.

This is fine. Sister Zhao has helped a lot. Don’t hurry up. If the car bumps again, then you will be dissatisfied.

I slowly returned to the emergency room and it was almost eight o'clock.

When Zheng Ren asked Yang Lei to go home, he felt a little hungry. But after dinner, he would not eat anything... he would be lazy and stop eating.

Zheng Ren held the book and returned to the duty room.

I first turned on my phone and notified others in the group that Zheng Yunxia's film was finished, and the overall situation was relatively optimistic and she had to be hospitalized for the next surgery.

Instruct Chang Yue to contact Manager Feng, who is a minimally invasive Changfeng, to contact free consumables.

After arranging these trivial things, Zheng Ren found a comfortable position and prepared to start reading.

wrong!

Haven't gone to the round yet.

No wonder I'm always nervous. I've been doing CT three-dimensional reconstruction today, which consumes too much energy.

Zheng Ren covered his forehead.

Put on his shoes and bid farewell to the warm and comfortable posture, Zheng Ren began to transfer to the ward.

In fact, the ward at night did not improve. The patient after appendectomy was very stable, but he kept saying it was painful.

Zheng Ren gave a doctor's advice and asked the nurse to add a bottle of analgesic drugs. It is estimated that the patient's pain will be relieved in half an hour.

When he moved to the last ward, he suddenly remembered that the old man who had been brought to the end of his life who had been collected today lived here.

Zheng Ren knocked on the door lightly, then pushed it in.

There were no other patients in the room, and the old man lived in the middle bed. The headlights in the room were not turned on, only one bedside lamp was turned on.

The old lady sat on the chair at the head of the bed, wearing a glasses, holding the old man's hand in her right hand, and holding a book in her left hand, and was reciting softly.

"Liang Zhaoji. After a moment, Liang Zhuji said, "It's possible!" So Ji drew his sword and killed the guard's head. Xiang Liang held the guard's head and wore his seal. The door was shocked and disturbed, and Ji killed dozens of people." His voice was elegant, neither fast nor slow.

"Ahem." Zheng Ren felt a little embarrassed. He should have disturbed the relationship between the old couple. But based on the doctor's professional characteristics, he still wanted to ask some things.

"Doctor Zheng, you are here." The old lady turned around and saw that it was Zheng Ren, so she put down the book, touched the old man's white hair with her hands, stood up, and smiled and said, "You sit down, Doctor Zheng."

"You're welcome, you can't sit during rounds." Zheng Ren said: "What did you read just now?"

"Records of the Grand Historian, the original story of Xiang Yu." The old lady said kindly: "My husband likes this chapter the most. I know he can't read it anymore, but it's more than a thought to read it several times."

Zheng Ren nodded.

"I'm really troubled you this time, Dr. Zheng." The old lady subconsciously rubbed her hands, "I didn't even have a cup of tea, so I've neglected the distinguished guest."

"I'm so polite, so polite." Zheng Ren waved his hands repeatedly, "Is it convenient to go out and say a few words?"

The old lady looked back at the old man who was lying on the bed with a rosy face, smiled slightly, and had a good manners, "No need."

"Life and death, our age is already visible. He will not suffer from his leaving. I will be content with how many more days I can spend."

"Then I'll confirm it again, I won't rescue you, right?" Zheng Ren whispered.

"Well, I'm not that unsighted." The old lady's tone was gentle, but firm.

"Then I won't bother you, you can continue, continue." Zheng Ren bowed and left.

Such an open-minded person needs respect, Zheng Ren thought so.

The diagnosis given on the system panel in the upper right corner of the field of view is multi-organ failure. Zheng Ren judged that he should have lived a lifespan, just like a car driving for too long, hundreds of thousands of kilometers, and all cars have to be scrapped.
Chapter completed!