Chapter 144： Soft and hard nails touch each other

Early the next morning, Director Pan Pan came to the rounds. After reading the patients in the emergency room, he went to the ICU with Zheng Ren, Su Yun and Yang Lei to see the two patients who had surgery yesterday.

Yesterday, the blood of Tang Laozi, who was sent to the hospital for low pressure, was stable. The blood test that was urgently checked this morning showed that hemoglobin had risen to a slightly lower level of normal value, the coagulation function did not change, and the liver and kidney function had a little abnormality.

These subtle changes in the eyes of doctors are not a thing.

As for the middle-aged man with ruptured spleen, he can't wait to leave the ICU.

The uninterrupted ventilator and monitor in the room are monotonous and boring.

Director Pan was full of pride and pride, and chatted with the ICU money director, arranged for transfer, and left the ICU with his troops.

In hospitals, only a high level can earn respect from the heart.

With the arrival of Zheng Ren, the emergency ward gradually formed a scale, and Director Lao Pan expressed satisfaction with this.

But this does not delay him going to the hospital to ask for people, ask for money, and ask for policies.

After looking at the emergency room, the director of the old Pan was eager to go to the courtyard to polish the gods.

If you want someone, you need money, you don’t want to grind it. To give, there are only a few short-seller policies, and these policies depend on whether the director is strong.

If you are a strong director, you can naturally rely on policies to make the department develop. If you want to change some of the directors, there are no policies that are the same.

Returning to the emergency ward, Zheng Ren began to write a consultation record and turned the two postoperative patients down.

After that, the work is always pleasing. A lot of text work, Chang Yue does not feel heavy and complete quickly.

After 1 hour, the patient was transferred from the ICU back to the emergency room.

There was a problem with the design of the emergency ward, and there was no single room.

Chang Yue carefully arranged a quiet room for the two patients so that the patient could have a quiet environment and recover quickly.

The same ward is a patient who is three or five days after the operation. Every day after the drip, he goes home and does not care about the disinfectant smell of the hospital.

View the patient, change the doctor's order according to the recovery situation, communicate with the patient's family, and write the case. These trivial activities are Changyue and Yang Lei.

Zheng Ren sat in the office and read quietly.

Yesterday, some symptoms of flusteredness and shortness of breath were also calmed down with a restful night.

After the meeting, there was a footstep in the corridor.

It should be the relatives and friends who visit the patient. When Zheng Ren is sitting in the office, he can smell the smell of flowers and have a judgment in his heart.

"Chang Yue, tell them that flowers can not be put into the ward." Zheng Rendao.

Chang Yue should have a voice, go out and communicate with the friends and relatives who came to visit.

A small number of patients are allergic to pollen and have mild or severe allergic symptoms.

Because I usually don't have the chance to touch the strange flowers, the relatives and friends who visited after I was sick were not willing to throw them and placed them on the window sill of the ward. The immunity of the postoperative itself is affected to some extent, which further exacerbates the symptoms of allergies.

So Zheng Ren let Chang Yue to stop.

The effect of this prevention is limited, and Zheng Ren also knows. The notice was made, but the patient and the patient’s family were informed, and the implementation was not implemented... Zheng Ren said nothing.

If the patient insists on not performing, Haicheng No.1 Hospital will not have the power to automatically discharge the patient.

If it was replaced by a large hospital in the Imperial Capital and the Magic Capital 20 years ago, it might be like this. But now, with the completion of the construction of the network society, this situation is getting less and less.

Because the patient is discharged from the hospital without performing the hospital regulations, it will not take long for the doctors to cover the life of the news.

Everyone has the attitude of doing more than one thing, and all the consequences, and being responsible for it, can still be done.

Soon, Chang Yue returned to the office with a strange expression on her face.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked.

"It is the person of Haicheng Metropolis Daily, and the leader is their editor-in-chief." Chang Yue whispered.

Uh... When it comes to the newspaper, Zheng Ren’s eyes are full of newspaper reporters who came to the hospital that night.

Although in the end, things are perfectly solved, but the system task - the distortion of human nature or the demise of morality, Zheng Ren still thinks from time to time.

The mouthpiece, the right to speak, the king of innocence, and many words make Zheng Ren very helpless.

Zheng Ren is not willing to take care of them, even if it is the chief editor of the newspaper? I don't expect to rely on their lives to make a name, so I don't care about those people, and I sit quietly at my desk to read books.

After a while, a group of people flocked to the door of the office. For the first person in his fifties, his hair is white and elegant.

When he saw the doctors in the office busy, they knocked on the open door.

"You are..." Zheng Ren looked up and knew why.

"Hello, Dr. Zheng, I am the editor-in-chief of Haicheng Metropolis Daily. My name is Li Weiren."

"Hello, Editor-in-Chief Li, may I have something to do?" Zheng Ren had no good impression on them. The soft nails one after another, look at the expression, if possible, do not want this group of people to enter the office.

General Li edited it.

“Urban newspaper? It was half a month ago, when the doctor was found in the early hours of the morning, threatened to report to the reporter who worked as a journalist who did his own surgery without the family’s knowledge?” A lazy voice came behind Zheng Ren’s body. .

General Li’s face is full of embarrassment.

How long has the mature and steady editor-in-chief not eaten?

There is no hatred to kill the wife. www.novelhall.com~ Who wants to offend the mouthpieces?

Unexpectedly, in the emergency ward of the city's first hospital, soft and hard nails came across.

"It turned out to be the big man of the newspaper. Please hurry inside, please drink tea? Oh, we don't have tea, only white water, you must not drink it." Su Yun continued to yell at the yin and yang. "Hurry, please don't stand outside." I really want to make a report saying that the family members of the abused patients in Haicheng City have not been disclosed, and they have concealed the patient's condition. We have to be resigned."

Su Yun looked down and didn't even stand up. The black hair in front of him was floating.

For the first time, Zheng Ren felt that Su Yun’s bitter and sturdy mother-gun was quite useful. At least, these words were quite exhausting.

Closing the door and putting Su Yun is really a good choice.

"This doctor, I think there should be a misunderstanding between us." The look of Li’s editorial flashed past and replaced with a warm and awkward smile.

"Oh." Su Yun dry and sighed.

The rumors stop at the wise, the chat ends in Hehe, and Sri is the same.

All of a sudden, the scene was even more awkward and the air was almost solidified.

The editor-in-chief of the newspaper did not expect that the emergency ward of the city's first hospital was a thorn, and actually left himself outside.

That little reporter, what is it called? Wei Feng! Dog Day, go back and show you good! Chief Editor Li secretly groaned.

The matter is right and wrong. If there is a forcible debate, there may be different interpretations. But today, the same situation, the same treatment, the attitude of the newspaper is very different.

If you really want to clarify, isn’t it your own face?

This time...

"Dr. Zheng, are you there?" There was a thick voice behind the crowd.