"Zheng Ren, what's going on?" Xie Yiren looked at Su Yun pressing the switch of the banknote detector intermittently, and the purple light appeared intermittently, and was a little confused.

"Raise oil, especially crude rapeseed oil, may contain photosensitive substances. Just in time, the couple has this hobby. When ultraviolet rays are exposed to it, something happened in the end." Zheng Ren was also helpless.

"It's okay if you're hospitalized." Xie Yiren was still very worried.

Although she doesn't know Dean Sun and his wife, she still cares about everyone she meets subjectively.

"Go back and take a look later." Zheng Ren said, "Dialysis, use some medicine, and then... By the way, rapeseed oil must be taken to the hospital later. Although this is the case, will it still be necessary to undergo a test in the end?"

Zheng Ren said, and had already started looking at Su Yun.

Su Yun still needs to take action for this strange detection.

"The couple..." Su Yun was still playing with the money tester. He had seen him when he was a child, but he hadn't seen him for at least ten years after he grew up.

After waiting for half an hour, Dean Sun's daughter-in-law rushed over from the hospital. It is said that the two had already been put into the nephrology department for treatment, and it seemed that nothing big was going to happen. Dean Sun's son was taking care of the elderly in the hospital, so she had to go home and watch.

Finally, someone came back, and everyone left Dean Sun's house.

I called Director Kong. Before Director Kong had returned, I was in the dialysis room and was in a stable condition. Xie Yiren and Chang Yue came home, after all, Heizi still had to take care of him at home.

Su Yun carried rapeseed oil and the two went straight to the hospitalization department of 912.

After telling Director Kong the speculation, Director Kong's old freak was also stunned by the words.

It sounds like a fantasy, but when you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

Dean Sun and his lover did not use the ventilator. As long as there is a tracheal intubation, it is enough to keep the airway unobstructed.

Zheng Ren talked with the hospitalized officer of the Department of Nephrology, and the treatment given here was fine.

Hemodialysis, 2 hours per time. Treatment of antibiotics, methylprednisolone, cetirizine, etc.

It is estimated that Dean Sun will get better soon. What I have to worry about now is that the sterility conditions are not enough when the tracheotomy is performed, and will there be secondary infections.

But everyone was rescued, and nothing big happened to the rest.

Saying goodbye to Director Kong, Zheng Ren and Su Yun walked towards the department.

Rapeseed oil can only be tested tomorrow. It’s no reason to get people out of home in the middle of the night. As for carrying other people’s rapeseed oil home, it’s even more unnecessary.

It's OK to throw it in the department.

"Boss, you did a good job in the operation today." Su Yun said on the way.

"Cosmetic surgery is not difficult in itself. Doctors who change to trauma departments can basically do it," said Zheng Ren.

"It has nothing to do with that. I didn't expect that optical tweezers can still be used like this. In the past, I could use the smallest tweezers to hold fat cells, but that thing was too brittle. We used it to practice the stability of the surgery."

With the technology being updated, there will definitely be various surgical methods, and Zheng Ren doesn’t think anything about it. When practicing the stability of the surgery, Zheng Ren bought the tenderest tofu and used tweezers to hold the gauze on it.

Lin Jiaojiao's surgery is completed by 100%, and Zheng Ren is also very pleased.

While chatting, the two returned to the interventional department.

The office lights were on, and a ponytail was shaking constantly as the owner changed his angle of medical records.

"Huh? Lin Yuan, why haven't you returned yet?" Su Yun asked in surprise.

"Uh..." Lin Yuan turned his head and saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun standing at the door. Su Yun was still carrying a bucket of oil in his hand, as if he was going to the countryside to express condolences.

"Writing the medical record is about to finish." Lin Yuan stretched, "You guys are..."

The work of a hospital is tedious and boring. The larger the Grade A hospital, the more it is.

The patient is quickly turned around and freed up the bed for people waiting for surgery outside. The procedures for every admission patient are the same, including major medical records, course records, preoperative discussions, surgical records... countless written work needs to be done.

These jobs are not important, but they are useless. The smallpox written is rotten and the patient is discharged from the hospital. This medical record has been stored in the archive for ten or twenty years, and no one cares about it.

But if it is important, it is really important.

Once the patient and the family members have objections, seal the medical records and all the texts are evidence of a lawsuit.

Can't write well?

Wait for the board.

If you are a doctor, you can’t do it if you accidentally step inside and outside the door.

"Have you had dinner this late night?" Zheng Ren asked.

"My mother has left me a meal, so I'll go home now." Lin Yuan seized the time to finish the last bit of work and asked: "Boss Zheng, Brother Yun, why are you here?"

She said, looking at the oil in Su Yun's hand.

Su Yun went to put rapeseed oil in the duty room, and Zheng Ren briefly told Lin Yuan about the incident.

Lin Yuan was also quite curious. The entire diagnosis process seemed like a guessing riddle, but the final result was so bizarre.

But I was just curious because she had more important things.

"Boss Zheng, the brief introduction of the condition given by Brother Yun in the morning, said that the patient was in a calm state and the ventilator assisted breathing." Lin Yuan had not forgotten this.

“…”

Zheng Ren felt that it seemed that patients who use propofol caused urine discoloration to occur a long time ago.

"I consulted all the written medications, but there was no possibility of urine discoloration. The patient used..."

As soon as she said this, Su Yun walked out of the duty room and said with a smile: "It's not too stupid. Leave a trap, you will find it in less than 24 hours."

Lin Yuan looked at Su Yun, stunned and speechless.

It's true!

Today, while writing the medical record, I was thinking about the brief description of the disease given by Su Yun, and I was restless all day.

In the end, the old man didn’t know who he consulted and found that the introduction of the disease was not perfect.

She was a little angry.

"The boss took 23 minutes to find the problem. You need to temper your level." Su Yun said with a smile without caring.

"How can you...be like this!"

"The gap in level is so big." Su Yun continued to show his superiority.

"Stop making trouble, so late, Lin Yuan, hurry up and go home to eat and sleep. There will be surgery tomorrow." Zheng Ren said, "We're leaving too."

"Wait!" Lin Yuan shouted immediately when he saw that Zheng Ren didn't want to chat at all, like a stone.

But she didn't say anything directly, but changed her clothes first and walked out strode.

"Boss Zheng, what kind of drug is the problem?"

"Propofol." Su Yun said proudly.

"..." Lin Yuan began to recall, but there was no impression that the urine was discolored by using propofol.

It seems that Lin Yuan still has to read books after returning home, and he feels so tired.

Walking out of the inpatient department, a smell of wine wafted over.

Su Yun sniffed, "Erguotou!"
Chapter completed!