With the last roar, the emergency room was trembling!

The Li Xiaoxian who was still yelling before had no rules, and had long been hiding behind Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng's eyelids trembled. Waiting like this was just a waste of life. Without waiting for Liu Renjie to come, this person would be out of breath.

Zhou Heng waved his hand to Xiao Liuzi.

"Adjust the infusion tube to the maximum amount, measure the patient's blood pressure every 200 times. Desheng looked at his pupils and the negative pressure suction device."

Desheng shook his head at Zhou Heng, "The patient is not breathing well and needs airbag assistance."

Zhou Heng nodded, Desheng quickly moved, and then Zhou Heng looked at the white-bearded old man.

"The old man has not had much time. If you find someone as soon as possible, otherwise it will not last half an hour for the patient to survive. In addition, Qu Ziping gave the notice of critical illness and gave up the treatment confirmation letter to the old man, so he asked him to sign and confirm that we would not need to treat him."

Qu Ziping had already stood behind with something in his arms. He had seen many such patients, but he could feel that this old man was absolutely extraordinary. The more such a person was, the harder he was to speak and stubborn.

After Zhou Heng ordered, he had already walked to the patient. No matter how he treated him, he would not want the patient to die after passing by his hands.

Qu Ziping quickly walked to the old man and handed a critically ill notice to the old man.

It says what Zhou Heng just said, such as cerebral hemorrhage, blood pneumothorax and hedging injuries. The description is very clear, and there are two simple pictures to indicate it. Mobile::

The old man looked angry and took it over and took it to the ground.

"What are you? Tell me that my grandson is terminally ill, and with such a piece of paper, you will lose your responsibility?"

Qu Ziping's attitude has not changed much, and he still looks at the old man gently.

"Old man, I understand your mood, but this is a procedure for our Huichuntang. If we find that the patient has any major changes in the condition, we should notify the patient's family as soon as possible. We are not shirking responsibility for the preparation for the next step of treatment.

As for the treatment method, you chose this. We just said that there are two treatment methods. Don’t you give up the choice now? You naturally have to sign a written proof of voluntary giving up.

It’s not that we don’t treat it. Besides, when Mr. Li sent someone to the hospital just now, we did our best to treat it. At that time, you didn’t come, we confiscated the money and started the treatment directly. There is no problem of shirking responsibility here.”

Qu Ziping picked up the critical illness notice, patted the dust, held it in front of the old man, and handed the critical illness notice to the old man.

The old man looked at the two pieces of paper and gasped even harder. Although he was very dissatisfied, Qu Ziping's attitude was there. Seeing Qu Ziping handed over a pen, he grabbed it and wrote down three words "Flying Dragon and Phoenix Dance".

Then he threw two pieces of paper and pen on the ground. Qu Ziping didn't feel embarrassed at all, so he squatted down and picked up the paper and pen.

He blew away the dust on it, quickly put it in the notebook, and handed it to a boy behind him, who left with the notebook.

At this moment, the door of the emergency room was opened again, and Liu Renjie was pulled in by a man, followed by a medicine boy carrying a medicine box.

Zhou Heng was busy, and he didn't look up, but the ward was quiet for a moment. He knew in his heart that it must be Liu Renjie who came. It seemed that this old man was definitely an extraordinary person.

After glanced at his blood pressure, Zhou Heng breathed a sigh of relief. At least this person's blood pressure was stable at the lowest value. He could hold on for a while before he stood up and walked out of the rescue room quickly.

Liu Renjie quickly bowed to Zhou Heng, and Zhou Heng turned slightly. No matter what, Liu Renjie was his leader, so he naturally had to give enough face.

"Liu Yuan convicted the patient in the emergency room."

Liu Renjie showed an embarrassing smile on his face, looked at Zhou Heng beside him, and then looked at the white-bearded old man. Before he could speak, the old man had already spoken.

"I'll ask you, the grandson of the Liu Yuan senator. He fell off his head and chest and was injured. Please help me take a look."

Liu Renjie looked a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Xu Ge Lao, although this Zhou Dynasty verdict looks young, his research on the injury department is much better than mine. I think since I come to Huichun Hall, it is better to make the Zhou Dynasty verdict and treat it!"

Zhou Heng couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. He would come to you and consult with him. How can he be a quarrel? Is he still young? How have you seen the treatment for the trauma department?

Before Liu Renjie could speak, Zhou Heng stepped forward and said:

"Since I'm here, let's take a look. The old man is very repulsive of the surgical plan we proposed. If Liu Yuan judges that there is a way to save his life without surgery, then you can treat the patient. Everything should be based on the treatment of patients. I don't have any questions about being face-saving. Please don't think too much about Liu Yuan judge." Computer::/

As he said that, he gave in and reached out to make an appeal.

The white-bearded old man was stunned, but he didn't expect Zhou Heng to have such a mind.

You should know that peers are enemies. This sentence can be applied to any industry, especially doctors, which are medical skills passed down by the family.

Thinking of this, the old man was stunned. He seemed to remember someone who said just now. The judge of Zhou Yuan seemed to teach 80% of the imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital to learn. The old man's eyebrows were trembling and hesitated in his heart at this moment.

Liu Renjie looked at the old man and nodded slightly. Zhou Heng's words were considered to have taken over his army. If he turned around and left at this moment, he would offend Mr. Xu and Zhou Heng.

Thinking of this, he quickly walked towards the rescue room. Before entering the door, Xiao Liuzi reached out to stop him and held an isolation suit and handed it to him.

"Order Liu is judged that this place has been disinfected and the patient's wound is exposed. Please change your clothes and enter!"

Liu Renjie glanced at Zhou Heng. Sure enough, he was wearing the same isolation suit. He pursed his lips and reached out to put on the isolation suit. He reached out to take the medicine box in the medicine boy's hand.

"You're waiting outside."

Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows and waited for a while. Is he not planning to take the person away for treatment?

Zhou Heng didn't say anything and followed Liu Renjie into the rescue room. They had only met several times, and the only time they had been treated together was in the Empress Dowager's Cining Palace.

It was not very pleasant at the time, and then the judge of the Liu Yuan even made bad things so that the people from the Imperial Hospital could not come to study.

Zhou Heng looked at Liu Renjie taking the pulse, then checked the injury, and took about a cup of tea. He hesitated for a while before he walked to the door, bowed to the old man with a guilty look:

"Ling Sun's injury is too serious. Ordinary pills and pills cannot be rescued. Please forgive Liu for being incompetent. If you stop these treatment methods at this moment, I don't know if I can let Ling Sun survive tonight."

Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect this guy to admit defeat.

The old man looked at Zhou Heng. Just as he was about to speak, the patient on the hospital bed twitched instantly. The meaning outside was awake and he wanted to rush over to take a look. Who knew that Huang Desheng beside him shouted at Zhou Heng with a panic look on his face:

"Boss, the patient has twitched!"

When Zhou Heng heard this, he rushed to the bedside and asked several people to hold the patient down.

But the old man was so anxious that he kept yelling while patting the armrests of the chair.

"What's wrong? Tell me what's wrong? Is my grandson no longer able?"

Liu Yu and Liu Xiuer and others followed when they heard the news. Seeing the messy appearance in the hall, they quickly stopped the patients.

However, there were many people, and it became even more confusing for a while. Liu Xiu'er glanced at Zhou Heng busy doing CPR, and felt anxious. Seeing these people getting angry, she grabbed a ceramic kettle and smashed it hard towards the corner.

With a crisp sound, Liu Xiu'er shouted as the kettle exploded.
Chapter completed!