Chapter 363 - A 14.8 km Fly-in (1/2)
Zheng Ren slipped away from the scene.
The girl should be fine, but his date with Xie Yiren tonight was ruined again…
Too bad. Zheng Ren took out his phone as he walked.
Xie Yiren messaged him on WeChat. She had finished packing and was waiting for Zheng Ren in the car.
The ward was very quiet. Zheng Ren scurried back to the emergency ward and changed before leaving for the bas.e.m.e.nt parking lot.
Life was just a cycle of repeating events; it would get boring after a while.
It was already past ten, just when the nightlife started to get going at Imperial Capital, Sorcery Capital, Chengdu, and Shenzhen City.
However, it would be inappropriate for an emergency department chief resident with a flexible s.h.i.+ft to go out and party at this hour.
Xie Yiren had no interest in night clubs either. She joked around with Zheng Ren on the way home.
They continued to text for a while before sleeping in their own beds not too far from each other.
Just like that, the night had pa.s.sed.
The sun rose as usual and life went on.
In the morning, Zheng Ren headed to the hospital, attended the pre-s.h.i.+ft briefing and proceeded with ward rounds.
When he arrived at the emergency ward during ward rounds, Zheng Ren noticed a peculiar patient.
The patient was an 80-year-old man: healthy, with good eyesight and hearing. The System’s monitor only showed a few geriatric diagnoses; none of them were acute.
However, the old man was complaining that he was not feeling well.
Old Chief Physician Pan led the ward rounds. He mentioned a few routine checkups and treatments before leaving the others to Zheng Ren.
Since the last time he encountered the young couple who faked being ill, Zheng Ren took his time to examine and check the labs. After his diagnosis matched with the System, he told the emergency physician to put those aside for him to deal with after his surgery.
He was scheduled for two elective surgeries today: a surgery to remove a secondary stent and a TIPS surgery to treat refractory ascites.
Zheng Ren went to the gastroenterology department after he left the emergency ward.
It was the surgeon’s job to check on the patients before surgery to prevent rookie mistakes.
Even though they were simple a.s.sessments, they were important.
When he reached gastroenterology, two people walked out of the chief’s office: Chief Xia and a grey-haired, middle-aged man who Zheng Ren did not recognize.
“Little Zheng, let me introduce you to my cla.s.smate. His surname is Zhang, the supervisory deputy director of Secondary Hospital, in charge of clinical work,” Chief Xia introduced.
“Director Zhang, nice to meet you.” Zheng Ren’s att.i.tude was slightly aloof. He had a lot on his plate today, juggling between checking preoperative patients and visiting Yang Lili in the ICU. He might not even have time for lunch today, not to mention finding time to entertain the deputy director of another hospital.
Even if he had the time, he was reluctant.
Director Zhang looked at Zheng Ren, smiling, and extended his hand enthusiastically. He shook hands with Zheng Ren and said, “Chief Zheng, I’m here to observe the surgery.”
“Observe?”
Zheng Ren glanced at Chief Xia perplexed.
“The Secondary Hospital[1] hasn’t dabbled in TIPS surgery, but they had the most patients who require the procedure.” Chief Xia chuckled and said, “The patient you just operated on was our cla.s.smate. Old Zhang heard about it and rushed over to have a look.”
“Chief Zheng, can you come over to our hospital to perform a few TIPS surgeries if you’re free? It’ll be a fly-in job, and you can fix the price,” Director Zhang said when he saw that Zheng Ren was in a hurry and his wandering eyes were not on him.
The majority of clinical physicians were like that.
When you discussed a patient’s condition with them, you would have their undivided attention. However, if you spoke about something else, especially before surgery, you would be lucky if they were even standing in front of you, pretending to listen to what you were saying.