Back in 2002 as a doctor

After finishing speaking, Zhou Congwen stood up, "Let's go, little goodbye."

Liu Xiaobie glanced at Zhou Congwen suspiciously, didn't continue to entangle with the duck matter, and went straight to pay the bill in a rare obedient silence.

The bald and fat man recalled Zhou Congwen's words carefully, but he was still at a loss.

Zhou Congwen stood directly opposite him, raised his hands and stretched out a finger on the right side of his field of vision, moving slowly, "See for yourself, the field of vision on the left side is wider than that on the right side."

This action is simple and easy to understand.The bald and fat man suddenly realized that his vision on the right side was indeed much less than that on the left side, and something must have happened!

"I'm leaving. Go to the hospital for an examination right away. Don't delay yourself. Both cerebral infarction and cerebral hemorrhage are very serious. It's still in the early stage, and the treatment effect is very good."

After Zhou Congwen finished speaking, he bowed his hands behind his back and turned to leave.

"Zhou Congwen, is it really to see a doctor, not to scare him?"

After getting in the car, Liu Xiaobie asked.

"Of course." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "A doctor would never make fun of a patient's illness."

"Emmm..." Liu Xiaobie pondered, and then smiled, "You're pretty good, you can tell he's sick just by looking at him."

"Being a doctor should be careful, because many patients can't explain clearly when they state their medical history." Zhou Congwen said naturally.

"Did you figure out what you told me?" Liu Xiaobie suddenly changed the subject.

Zhou Congwen was very helpless.

It seems that since Boss Chunxiao said that he is a "mathematician", Liu Xiaobie also remembered this matter.

But Zhou Congwen thought about it, this seemed to be a better reason and excuse, he smiled, "Of course."

"Stop talking nonsense. You are doing surgery and writing medical records in the hospital every day. You are as busy as a donkey in the production team. You don't have time to think."

The donkey of the production team, Zhou Congwen remembered that when he was a child, he often sat in the yard of the production team and watched the dirty donkey pull the mill.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xiaobie, a girl from the city and a returnee who went to the United States when she grew up, would know about the production team.

Back downstairs, Liu Xiaobie went straight to the big poplar tree.

Zhou Congwen couldn't understand why such a beautiful girl likes to climb trees.

"Good night, sweet dreams." Liu Xiaobie raised his right arm and bid farewell to Zhou Congwen.

But Zhou Congwen didn't want to leave, he sat casually under the Shaguo tree, looked sideways at Liu Xiaobie leaping, stepped on a small branch of the poplar tree, and deftly climbed all the way to the top of the big poplar tree.

Take out the ganoderma lucidum, shake out one, and light it.Zhou Congwen was smoking, squinting his eyes, looking up at Liu Xiaobie's long legs.

So pretty, full of youthful elasticity.

"Hey, why don't you go home?" Liu Xiaobie sat on the top of the big poplar tree, as if he had no weight at all, transformed into a leaf, swaying with the branches.

"Sit down and see if you run out of clothes while climbing the tree," Zhou Congwen said.

"Nonsense." Liu Xiaobie didn't care about Zhou Congwen's nonsense at all, and looked up at the pitifully few stars in the sky.

The leaves were turning yellow and the night wind was slightly cold. Zhou Congwen sat under the tree and looked at Liu Xiaobie sitting on the top of the tree.

Suddenly night in the world, the mountains and rivers are already autumn.

The poplar tree is very tall, just like the skill tree in the system space.

It's a pity that the system space has been closed now, and Zhou Congwen misses his skill tree very much.But there will never be a girl sitting on the skill tree, with a graceful figure, which is a bit regrettable.

"Zhou Congwen, when are you going home?" Liu Xiaobie asked suddenly.

"What, you want to go back with me? The ugly daughter-in-law sees her in-laws? Does it make you feel uneasy when you think about it?" Zhou Congwen laughed.

"You who are promising, you know how to take advantage of words. You jumped into my arms that day, your face was as white as paper. Are you worried that I will take advantage of you? Speaking of which, you men are all like this, but you are special .”

Zhou Congwen really wanted to kick Liu Xiaobie off the tree trunk.

Talking to her is really boring, as long as it doesn't go well, it will be revealed.

"Didn't I go to ask for leave with you before, when will it be given?" Liu Xiaobie asked.

"You really want to go home with me, don't you?" Zhou Congwen was surprised.

"Be serious about every shareholder."

"How many shareholders do you have?"

"It's just you now."

"My home is far away, there is no internet, and the phone signal is not good." Zhou Congwen recalled his hometown, and he missed it a little. "If I have time, I will take you to play, and take a look at the donkeys of the production team."

"By the way, there are many big trees in front of my house. You can climb as high as you want. No one cares about sleeping on the trees."

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"I'm not going to the hospital! I'm not sick!" The bald, fat man angrily pushed the people around him away.

Chapter 0250 Patients with cerebral hemorrhage like normal people

"Boss, what the young man said just now makes sense, go and have a look."

"Don't go! There's a reason for that. It's not going well these days. When you meet a brat who opens his mouth to swear, you actually say he has a reason. Get out!" The boss impatiently wanted to drive away all the employees around him.

Several employees did not dare to use force, but under the signal of the front office manager, they kept surrounding the boss so that he could not turn around and leave.

Soon, a red Jaguar stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

The proprietress got out of the car and came in, slapped the bald fat man on the face, "You are paralyzed, go to the hospital for an examination!"

The employees trembled, and the mighty and domineering attitude of the proprietress silenced the men and made the women cry.

"I... nothing..."

She happened to be standing in the blind spot of the bald man's vision, and the man turned sideways, looking away blankly like someone with a brain problem.

What the hell is he saying he's fine!Everyone can see that there is a big problem with the bald boss, because his actions are really not worthy of the word clever.

"If you have nothing to do, you can't go to the hospital!" The proprietress yelled, holding his ear.

The boss was a little shorter, and said awkwardly, "It's a young man talking nonsense. You see, I'm fine now. He said I had a cerebral hemorrhage. How could it be possible. My dear, how can you believe this."

The proprietress rolled her eyes and looked at the boss twice, and when she raised her hand, the bald fat man was startled, and almost jumped to the corner of the wall and fled along the wall through the wall.

"Are you sure there's no problem?" Seeing the man's quick movements, the proprietress asked with some doubts that he couldn't relate to the impression of cerebral hemorrhage and stroke.

"That's right." The boss said with a smile all over his face, "I guess that old man from Yandu is looking for someone to disgust me. Before, they used duck bones to put together, saying that we are short of weight."

"Is there such a thing?" The proprietress frowned.

"Yes, yes, yes." The boss said hastily, "Honey, I really don't need to go to the hospital."

As he said that, the bald, fat man took the proprietress's hand affectionately, "Go, I'll make soup for you when you get home."

As soon as he walked to the revolving door, the boss's right shoulder hit the door frame with a "bang".

"It's okay! You can't see such a big door frame, you're blind!" The proprietress slapped her bald head, messing up her Mediterranean hairstyle. Brain hemorrhage."

"..."

The bald and fat man had no choice but to smile apologetically and get into the car with the proprietress.

It's really weird today, why do I always hit the wall?Is it a ghost hitting a wall?When he thought of ghosts, he felt guilty.

And the two young men just now were also very weird, they fought for half a duck but didn't talk about it.

"My dear, do you think that we have asked for debts with the group company recently, and there have been problems with too many visits. But they owe too many IOUs. Mr. Wu, who is in charge of reception, always laughs. Every time I go to the group company The company feels uncomfortable." The bald fat man asked in a low voice.

While talking, he looked around, shrinking his head, with four big characters written on his face as timid as a mouse.

"What can happen."

"Don't you know? When the headquarters building of the group company was built, there was a grave in the yard, and the family refused to move it out no matter what." The bald, fat man swallowed, "I heard that there is a Fengshui master in the capital who said this. The tomb is a big murderer, don't move around casually below."

"Nonsense." The proprietress said contemptuously, "Can the group company move the grave? Are you kidding me?"

"I'm not joking, really! So you don't know, and I didn't believe it before. How could the group company be so powerful that it could turn the company compound into a graveyard.

Over the years, I have been there frequently, and I searched consciously, and I really saw it.I asked a lot of people, and no one knew why.Recently, I may be weak and weak. Every time I go to Mr. Wu to redeem the white note, I feel uncomfortable all over, and I feel that it has something to do with the tomb. "

"Why don't I know?" The proprietress felt more and more unbelievable the more she heard.

"We built 17 high-rise buildings in this area. Do you know why? That happened in [-]s, don't you find it strange?"

"Yeah, it shouldn't be."

"The 17 high-rises plus the high-rise buildings of the group company set up a formation of eighteen arhats to suppress the evil spirits below." The more the bald boss spoke, the more evil he became, and the more frightened he became, his neck almost shrank into his chest.

This is an ancient urban legend. When there were not many ordinary houses in Jianghai City, more than a dozen high-rise buildings were built, so the legend of the ominous grave in Eighteen Arhats has been circulating in a small area.

"I've been going to the group company to owe money these few days. I've been there many times. Could it be..."

The proprietress was a little flustered when she heard what he said.But still barely calm, he drove the car and said, "Don't worry about it, hurry up and check it out, it's best if nothing happens. If you hit something dirty, go back to Guocheng Temple to burn incense."

The bald and fat man felt uneasy, and he believed that it was the unnamed grave in the compound of the group company that made him hit the wall.

As for the cerebral hemorrhage and cerebral infarction that Zhou Congwen said, he didn't believe a word.

When I came to the emergency department of the third hospital nearby, the proprietress walked in hurriedly.

"Doctor, my husband has a cerebral hemorrhage, what examination should he do?"

"Cerebral hemorrhage? Where's the person? Where's the person?" The doctor became nervous when she heard her say that.

"Here, that's him." The proprietress pulled the bald and fat man over.

The doctor glanced at it and said dissatisfiedly, "Have you ever seen a brain hemorrhage that didn't cause anything?"

"Look at what I'm talking about." The bald fat man said from the side.

"I want to examine him, why are you talking so much?" The proprietress believed that the young man was talking nonsense, but what the emergency doctor said made her very unhappy, "Your dean dare not talk to me like that .”

The emergency doctor curled his lips, but these days, no one wants to cause trouble. If you want to check, you can check it. What does it have to do with me.

Holding the list, the proprietress grabbed the person and went out, rushing to do the inspection.

"Brother Li, he said he knew the dean, why do you still like to talk to him?"

After the patient left, the little nurse asked worriedly.

"It's okay, five people and six people basically don't know the dean. Look at her, she looks like a vixen. Have you ever seen a good cerebral hemorrhage patient? That patient is stronger than me, and I have to be on duty. .”

The doctor on duty just babbled a few words before going back to work. This is the busiest time in the emergency department.

Less than half an hour later, he heard a familiar voice coming from the corridor, and the doctor on duty was stunned. Is this Dean Xiao coming to check the post?

Dean Xiao manages logistics and discipline inspection, and is also the nominal director of neurosurgery. After he became the dean, he still did not resign as the director, and sometimes he returned to the ward to perform a few operations.

"Who is on duty today?" Dean Xiao shouted in the corridor.

Dean Xiao has a bad temper, and he often scolds the neurosurgery doctor as his own grandson.The doctor on duty quickly put down the work at hand and ran out at a trot.

"Dean Xiao, I'm on duty."

"Issuing a hospital bill, how do you work in the emergency department? Patients with cerebral hemorrhage go to the examination without finding an accompanying examiner? Can you be responsible if something happens!" Dean Xiao said sharply.

The doctor on duty was startled, and saw the bald man standing beside Dean Xiao with a dazed expression on his face.Really cerebral hemorrhage?The doctor on duty froze for a moment.

Years of clinical experience seemed to have turned into a blank sheet of paper. He had never seen a patient with cerebral hemorrhage who was doing well.

Chapter 0251 Esophageal cancer patient 24 years ago

Director Zhu Junzhu has had a particularly bad few days.

It was impossible to say that Li Qinghua was not sad when he left.Zhu Jun's feelings for Li Qinghua were very complicated, so deep down that even he himself couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Zhu Jun can still understand Li Qinghua's departure.

With small pulmonary nodules, it is equivalent to planting a land mine, which will explode at an unknown time, blowing people to pieces.

All of Li Qinghua's energy was shattered by the small lung nodules, so it is also feasible to go to the third hospital to be a director and take care of himself for the elderly.

What Zhu Jun didn't understand was why the other two doctors under him would follow Li Qinghua's lead and do shitty thoracoscopic wedge surgery.

In Zhu Jun's view, it is simply irresponsible not to clean the lymph nodes.

What should I do if I transfer?Although the chance of small pulmonary nodules transferring is not great, who can say for sure?

And they are joking with their own lives.