The patient is in a stable state. It''s time to rest this time. Li Qinghua is tired and almost fell asleep standing.


    But Li Qinghua was wrong again. He thought Ren Haitao would go, but he sat on the chair beside the bed and kept recording the frequency of the patient''s vital signs every five minutes.


    The patient''s vital signs were stable, and the oxygen supply was reduced by decreasing the concentration.


    "Lao Ren, will you stay up?" Li Qinghua really couldn''t hold it. He asked with a huff.


    "You go to bed first, and I''ll stare." Ren Haitao said without looking back. "If you get up tomorrow, the patient can go down."


    “……”


    So fast? Li Qinghua was stunned.


    However, the number on the monitor is very stable, and there is no sign of alarm at all.


    The ventilator has been withdrawn. Li Qinghua really wants to transfer the patient back to the ward now and have a good sleep.


    But Ren Haitao said so, there was no way. He gasped and was a little unhappy. Lao Ren was so busy that Li Qinghua was no longer polite and turned to the duty room to sleep.


    At 7:30, Li Qinghua woke up. What happened yesterday was like a dream.


    It took nearly a minute for Li Qinghua to remember that Ren Haitao was still seeing the patient in the recovery room. He quickly got up and hurried back to the recovery room.


    "Qinghua, the patient''s vital signs are stable, steward''s recovery score is 6 points, body temperature is 36.8 ℃, heart rate is 89 points, breathing is 18 points, blood pressure is 17.810.4kpa, SpO2 remains at 95% ~ 96% after oxygen cessation, and the condition is controlled stably." Ren Haitao''s eyes are full of an excited light.


    "Old Ren, hard work." Li Qinghua felt a little embarrassed. He slept for a few hours, but Ren Haitao watched in front of the patient''s bed until this time.


    "It''s all right." Ren Haitao shook at least 10 A4 papers in his hand and said with a smile: "I saw negative pressure pulmonary edema for the first time and left some information."


    This man is really obsessed with technology. Li Qinghua feels a little bitter in his mouth.


    "The patient can be transferred to the general ward. If you have time, keep an eye on it. I''ll go back to work." Ren Haitao stood up and said with a smile. "If you have any more questions, call me."


    "I''ll see you off."


    "No, I drove here."


    "No, you haven''t slept all night," Li Qinghua insisted. "I''ll take you back."


    Ren Haitao didn''t insist either. He ran away happily with the first-hand data recorded in one night.


    Coming downstairs, Li Qinghua smiled bitterly and said, "old Ren, your income is not very high."


    "Er... I did when I was in the second hospital of Medical University. In recent years, I have carried out cost assessment, and the monthly bonus is only more than 2000 yuan." Ren Haitao said while looking at the data in his hand, "I won''t accept the red envelope. A short time ago, an anesthesiologist received a red envelope of 500, which was also a celebration of giving birth to a child at home, and was informed."


    "I just don''t understand." Li Qinghua sat in the driver''s seat, started the car on fire and fastened his seat belt. "What''s your picture?"


    "Do you want the positive end expiratory pressure to be higher? If you give it to 9 cm water column, the patient''s..."


    "Lao Ren!" Li Qinghua felt that he had returned the favor. He should tell the truth. He was very strict and broke Ren Haitao''s thoughts. "Why do you say you have tempered your technology so well?"


    "Ah?" Ren Haitao was stunned. "Technology? Treating patients and saving people."


    "Stop talking," said Li Qinghua. "Look at the old car you drive. It''s burning oil."


    "No, it''s too exaggerated. It''s less than 80000 kilometers, far from scrapping." Ren Haitao said with a smile.


    "Lao Ren, you can have a snack." Li Qinghua was a little sad about his misfortune and angry. "How many exclusions did you suffer in medical sophomore year, and didn''t you count in your heart?"


    "Alas." Ren Haitao sighed, but then looked at the A4 paper in his hand and was happy again. "I said, transferred away, and now I''m in jianxie hospital."


    Sword association hospital? Li Qinghua has some contempt.


    This broken name sounds like an informal private hospital in the Department of Urology and andrology of Peking Union Medical College. And it''s located in bajingzi. What''s good.


    Although he learned something about jianxie hospital from Ren Haitao yesterday, Li Qinghua still doesn''t believe there will be any development here. How about Peking University International? It''s high-end and classy enough. What''s the result?


    There are so few patients that you can shoot a series.


    Whoever has the ability to go to Concorde for shooting, the patients have to squeeze the crew out.


    Why?


    It''s not because of the geographical location, no big hands and so on. The former point is particularly important.


    Although it may be better to have Mr. Wu Mian in the jianxie hospital, it will definitely not develop in three or five years.


    It is estimated that Ren Haitao was excluded by director Xu. It can be regarded as distribution. He was directly driven to the small broken hospital in the fringe of urban and rural areas.


    Let alone development, even if the sword association hospital develops, Ren Haitao estimates it''s time to retire. When the time comes, I''m eager to see others earn a lot of money. Lao Ren works hard all his life and makes wedding clothes for others.


    "Lao Ren, let me talk to you with my heart." Li Qinghua said seriously, "resign. Is it really so important to have a public office and a staffing? Maybe for nurses, having a staffing and not having a staffing are completely heaven and earth. But for you, the staffing binds you to death!"


    "All go to private hospitals. What about public hospitals? Do you let small doctors practice? One by one?" Ren Haitao replied absently, looking at the A4 paper in his hand and the data left on it.


    "This is the general trend. You can''t change it." Li Qinghua drove his car and his voice was a little cold. "Besides, making money with technology is a aboveboard thing. Is it so hard to think about it? If we don''t steal or rob, we just make some money. What''s wrong? As for whether the third class hospital can drive down, is this something you should worry about?! you, why can''t you think about it?"


    "Can''t get over it?" Ren Haitao murmured.


    I didn''t sleep all night. The excitement of the first-hand data of negative pressure pulmonary edema accumulated has receded like the tide. Ren Haitao feels a little tired.


    The shoulder is sore. I don''t know what to press. It seems that a man is riding on his neck.


    He moved a little and his shoulder and cervical spine creaked.


    I''m old. It''s nothing to boil for three or five days as early as ten years. Now I feel tired and flustered after one day. I''m estimated to use red bull today. After all, there''s another operation. I don''t know if there will be any accident.


    "I just can''t think of it. What''s wrong with private hospitals? Do you know how many operations I have every day?" Li Qinghua said contemptuously.


    "How much?"


    "For 2-3 sets, the anesthesia cost of each set is 3000, which is a commission," Li Qinghua said. "You earn a month''s income a day."


    "A lot," Ren Haitao said softly.


    A month ago, he might have been a little envious. But now... Ren Haitao is completely indifferent to this "small money". Ren Haitao is not very sensitive to money, especially now.


    "A private hospital is also a way to treat patients and save people!" Li Qinghua said angrily when he talked about money. "Why can''t you think about it? I really want to pry open your brain and see what''s in it."


    "Do you want to say that I am moving myself?" Ren Haitao asked.


    "Yes, you have fallen into a strange circle." Li Qinghua said bluntly, "you think you are treating patients and saving people. You give yourself a noble moral reason and move yourself. In fact, who cares!"


    "You need a sense of sublimity, and you need to prove your existence by burning blindly and self sacrificing without hesitation." Li Qinghua continued, "is it meaningful? Why don''t you put yourself first?"


    "I... I put myself first. I think technology is very interesting." Ren Haitao was startled by Li Qinghua''s roar and explained in a low voice.


    Li Qinghua was full of anger, but he was pierced by this sentence and his stomach was full of anger.


    "I thought about what you said, silly? Silly. Is it necessary? It''s not necessary. But this kind of loftiness, loftiness lies in stupidity, and loftiness lies in loftiness. I think ah, once this person wants to open, he will become smart; once he is smart, he will become cold and thin, and he will be boring."


    “……”