There is no end to the patients in the emergency department. After Zhou Litao handled one patient, more patients came again.

It was not until the emergency surgeon finished his meal that he replaced him.

Zhou Litao greeted him, greeted Zheng Ren and Su Yun to change his clothes.

Su Yun told Zhou Litao about the diagnosis of the old man just now. When Mr. Zhou left, he specially explained the patient's affairs to the emergency surgeon.

The three of them went out and dripped a car.

Zhou Litao was holding a cell phone in his hand. He just finished calling the car and looked at the cell phone, stunned.

"What are you looking at?" Su Yun asked.

"This car..." Zhou Litao was helpless and handed the phone to Su Yun and Zheng Ren.

The notes are very clear about the seat for your wife. If you have a large number of people on the bus, you can transfer to other vehicles. I'm sorry.

"Tsk tsk." Su Yun said, "Mr. Zhou, look at others and see you!"

"Me?" Zhou Litao was a little dazed.

"This is so thoughtful!" Su Yun said, "If someone has half of his thoughts, let alone a girlfriend, you can get the ten or eight out of them."

“…”

Zhou Litao carefully savored Su Yun's words.

"Let's go back. All three of us are in the back seat and it's too crowded." Su Yun said as he took out his cell phone and dripped another car.

Cui lives in a community near the Third Ring Road. The community is relatively old and was built more than 20 years ago.

When he arrived at the community and got off the bus, Zhou Litao took Zheng Ren and Su Yun through the community with familiarity.

"Mr. Zhou, don't you really need to bring anything?" Su Yun asked. It seemed that the two had communicated before, but Zheng Ren didn't have such a thing in his mind at all.

"Old Cui doesn't like it, and thinks it's a waste." Zhou Litao said, "I'm used to it. When I come empty-handed, I can sometimes eat with me."

He didn't laugh when he said this, his expression was a little serious.

Zheng Ren judged from Zhou Litao's emotions that Mr. Cui's situation may not be very optimistic.

When they arrived at Cui's hometown, the nanny opened the door, and Zheng Ren and his group walked in.

The house is very simple, and there is no one else except the nanny. Mr. Cui was lying on the bed, feeling a little depressed.

His system panel is very red, but he did not give any clear diagnosis.

Zheng Ren knew that Mr. Cui was old.

Seeing Zheng Ren and others coming, Mr. Cui was a little excited. Zhou Litao helped him sit up and leaned his back against the head of the bed.

"Xiao Zheng, are you busy lately?" asked Mr. Cui.

"Fortunately, I haven't seen you visit the hospital these days. I asked Mr. Zhou that he had a cold." Zheng Ren tried to speak as light as possible.

"It's not a cold, it's an old man." Old Cui knew very well. He was in average spirit, but his thinking was still very quick and there was no sign of confusion.

"How old are you? There are so many elderly people over 100 years old now." Su Yun said.

"It's really good. We who work in medical care must admit objective facts." Cui Lao said calmly, just like every time he sees a patient and gives a diagnosis, it doesn't seem like he is talking about his own situation.

"The nervous system can keep up, and the brain supply is enough, that's enough." Mr. Cui smiled, very lightly, "The heart, liver, and kidneys are slowly aging, and maybe they will disappear after coughing."

"Don't say that." Zheng Ren had a very bad premonition.

However, Mr. Cui’s situation cannot be cured by medicine and stone. Unless it is technological progress, all the organs in the body can be replaced.

Or the settings that often appear in science fiction films such as metal skeletons can allow Mr. Cui to live for decades.

However, no one can solve the problem of brain aging now. There are even few related scientific research reports, which belong to a no-man's land.

"Xiao Zheng, Xiao Su, Xiao Zhou, you have been working in clinical practice for about ten years, and you have seen many patients." Cui Lao said: "If you can sneeze, you will leave. That is a blessing, a great blessing."

Everyone was silent.

For those like Mr. Cui who have already taken life and death lightly... few people can do this kind of thing like life and death lightly.

Mr. Cui was truly open-minded, and Zheng Ren thought to himself.

"I'm old and I'm full of children and grandchildren. They can come to see me after get off work. What else do I have to ask for? There are some things I can't let go. I have collected some data from many scientific research, but I don't have time to sort it out." Mr. Cui sighed slightly.

Zheng Ren didn't dare to answer the conversation.

This is the point that keeps Mr. Cui alive. Life is just a thought.

I responded in one go, but I lost my thoughts. Maybe Mr. Cui passed away with a smile.

"Old Cui, don't say that, old man." Su Yun smiled and blew, with black hair floating on his forehead, "We are all little Maozi, and we know what scientific research is not scientific. You have to hurry up and go back, at least we have to tell us that our ideas are not."

"Nonsense." Cui smiled, "You have published a lot of literature reports on New England and the Lancet."

"That's all fooling foreigners, it's useless." Su Yun said.

"You are fooling me, the old man." Although Mr. Cui could no longer hold on, his brain was still very useful. He knew clearly what Su Yun was thinking, "Nothing else, the intrauterine interventional surgery you and Boss Zheng had a few days ago, which is a big deal."

As he said that, Mr. Cui seemed to be energetic and began to ask him about the key points of intrauterine interventional surgery.

What kind of patients are suitable for? What should you pay attention to during surgery? What should you pay attention to when looking for puncture points on B-ultrasound?

Every step is asked at the most important node, and Zheng Ren answers it one by one.

It seems that Mr. Cui has a deep understanding of intrauterine interventional surgery. If he hadn't been able to hold on, he would definitely have contacted him and try it out.

Now, time has passed and taken away the vitality of life, Mr. Cui can only express his ideas in his heart.

Zheng Ren didn't expect to see Mr. Cui, and he actually talked about surgery and diagnosis.

I guess Mr. Cui spent all his life working hard on clinical work. Even when the oil was exhausted, he still didn't care.

When it comes to technical points of intrauterine interventional surgery, neither Su Yun nor Zhou Litao could interfere.

Zheng Ren was worried about Mr. Cui's health. Although he looked at him and his complexion improved a little when he talked about the operation, this was the most terrifying thing.

If it weren't for the color of the system panel that hadn't changed much, Zheng Ren would have been worried that Mr. Cui would be looking back.

After talking for half an hour, Zhou Litao couldn't help but interrupt several times. Mr. Cui asked the last question before he let out a long sigh.

"Xiao Zheng, I heard that the obstetrics and pediatrics have already started preparing?"

"Well, make relevant preparations first, and then study them together." Zheng Ren said very politely.

Mr. Cui closed his eyes, and the inquiry just now consumed too much of his mind.

A few minutes later, Mr. Cui suddenly said, "Xiao Zheng, I have something to ask you."
Chapter completed!