Back in 2002 as a doctor

"I'll pull out a chest bottle that afternoon."

"Don't!" Chen Houkun hurriedly stopped.In desperation, he grabbed Zhou Congwen's hand, fearing that Zhou Congwen would really want to pull out his chest bottle without knowing the depth.

This is the instinct of a thoracic surgeon, and the chest bottle needs to be pulled out about 6 hours after the operation?What a joke!

Are you playing with the safety of the patient's life?

Seeing that Chen Houkun was serious, Zhou Congwen could only sigh.

After 15 years, the removal of small pulmonary nodules has become a day surgery in large tertiary hospitals, and the hospital can be discharged within three days at most.

But now it is 2002, Zhou Congwen can only comfort himself in this way.

"Congwen, are you there? Director Zhu just called and said he was looking for you." Li Qinghua walked in with a puzzled look on his phone.

Chapter 0256

On the train going north, in a soft sleeper box.

An old man was gnawing chicken paws, and beside him sat a thin middle-aged man with beards.

The bearded man is Deng Ming, chief director of the Thoracic Surgery Department of the 912 Hospital.The old man is the well-known Huang Lao, Deng Ming's teacher, and a Taishan Beidou-level existence in the national cardiothoracic surgery department.

"Boss, eat less." Deng Ming persuaded with a sad face.

"It's hard to go out once, no one cares about me, and you still have to talk." Huang Lao didn't even look at Deng Ming, and he was self-satisfied.

Deng Ming's face was full of sorrow, and every beard seemed to exude sorrow.

My boss has a childish temper and is strictly controlled in the imperial capital, including daily life.Unexpectedly, this time he insisted on going out with him, and when he got in the car, he grew up in big chunks.

Although Deng Ming also knew that there would be nothing wrong with eating a few chicken feet, but too greasy is not a bad thing after all.The boss is almost 80, if something happens...

Just thinking about it, Huang Lao asked while scratching the chicken bone, "Don't tell me I'll come, if it's not too troublesome, you can tell Jianghai City to call the little doctor who will perform the operation."

"Boss, have you changed your mind about accepting closed disciples?" When Deng Ming said the words "closed disciples", the haze that filled his heart got a little better.

He is not jealous, but is particularly interested in what his boss says.

"Just curious." Huang Lao lowered his head and said vaguely, "I watched the video together. I guess you watched it a lot when you got home. Let me tell you."

Pan Cheng's demonstration operation has become a joke in the national thoracic surgery circle.

Because he usually has a bad temper, there is no psychological burden for everyone to laugh at him, and few people defend him.

In addition, Chen Houkun's surgery at the Second Hospital of Medical University also attracted attention.Multiple shots, two shots, one shot, three surgeries showed a super-level thoracoscopic use method and all-round technical means without dead ends.

but!

In the eyes of the top doctors, more details can be seen.

"The operation was done well, but the assistant is the main one." Deng Ming replied while watching Mr. Huang eating chicken feet sadly.

"Okay, it's definitely good, if I change you as an assistant."

Speaking of this, Deng Ming frowned, and said seriously, "I watched the video at least 10 times, and the more I watched it, the more I couldn't understand it."

"I inquired and found that Chen Houkun's assistant was not from the Second Hospital of Medical University at all, and the cooperation between the two of them was almost zero. But when I watched the video, it gave me the feeling that the two had cooperated for at least ten years." Deng Ming told the truth To be honest.

After he finished speaking, he straightened his beard. What he said was so ridiculous that he wondered if the boss would scold him.

"Well, continue." Huang Lao brought the topic to surgery, gagged Deng Ming's mouth, and gnawed on the chicken paw with a smile.

Watching Yan at home, a bird faded out of his mouth!

It's better to go out, Deng Ming is considered well-behaved, as long as he doesn't eat too much, he should be fine if he only eats three or four.

"That's why this is the strangest thing." Deng Ming said earnestly, "If I were to perform the operation, I probably wouldn't be able to do it so quickly. Especially the one-shot method. I read several technical details before I could understand it."

"It depends on how hard it is for others to bear the burden, but it's exhausting to shoulder the burden yourself. The level of the assistant is much higher than that of the doctor from the Medical University, similar to you, or better than you." Mr. Huang gave an accurate conclusion.

"..."

Deng Ming didn't expect his boss to give such a high evaluation.

If that person was a professor from the Second Hospital of Medical University, Deng Ming wouldn't feel anything.If someone else's surgery is done well, it is done well, and it must be done by a large number of patients.

But it is said that the man just graduated.

"I read it again, and I always feel that the assistant's surgical level has not been brought into play. There are a few technical details that his intention is obvious, but it is a little bit worse." Huang Lao said, "This is very strange. "

Deng Ming understood what his boss meant.

Generally speaking, the consciousness can only keep up with the technique, and the difference between the two is not much. Even most doctors can only reach a certain point in the technique, but the consciousness cannot keep up for a lifetime.

This is called high hands and low eyes.

But it is said that the hands are high, but in fact it is not so high.After all, if the consciousness can't keep up and depends on instinct, it's impossible to make further progress.

What Huang Lao noticed was that the assistant's consciousness in the video had surpassed his technique.

What is rough jade?

This is!

"Boss, I always think it's impossible." Deng Ming said doubtfully.

"Nothing is impossible. You forgot how many times I met you when I brought you out of the ravine."

The kindness of Zhiyu can at least eat one more chicken paw, Huang Lao bowed his head and gnawed on the chicken paw.

Seeing his boss eating happily, Deng Ming sighed lightly.

"Go to Jianghai City, and I will provide you with surgery. But I also want to see that little doctor's surgery, and I am really struggling."

"Boss, your body..."

"A thoracoscope, it doesn't matter."

"But after sitting in the car for so long, I must be very tired. I'd better ask their director to set me up. Put down the esophageal stent, and you're doing it."

"Hey, I have to let that child know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people!" Elder Huang said with a smile like a child, gnawing on a chicken paw.

Deng Ming almost didn't laugh out loud.

His own boss is not even a national treasure, but he is definitely a supreme existence in the field of thoracic surgery. His disciples and grandchildren are all over the country, and peaches and plums are everywhere.

That young doctor, He Dehe Neng... Really.

It is estimated that the boss felt itchy when he saw such a piece of muddy gold and uncut jade, so he had to convince him first.

Let’s do it, anyway, it’s just an operation, it’s still a thoracoscopic operation, and it takes three hours at most.

Standing for three hours may be a burden for ordinary people in their 70s, but the boss is fine.

Except for weekends, he still maintains the frequency of two surgeries per day. He used too many hemostats and the joints were deformed, just like chicken feet.

Persuasion cannot be persuaded. If he could be persuaded, Deng Ming would rather the boss put down the chicken feet than not let him have the operation.

"I communicated with Director Zhu of Jianghai City and asked him to call the little doctor and have dinner together in the evening."

"Row."

"Boss, eat less." Seeing that his boss couldn't keep his mouth shut, Deng Ming had no choice but to walk over and prepare to grab it.

"Let me ask you, in the video, how many spots do you see where your hands can't keep up with your eyes?" Mr. Huang calmly asked another question with a smile, interrupting Deng Ming's attempt to snatch his chicken feet.

"..."

Deng Ming was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, he didn't notice a single thing.

"There are three places in total. I'll tell you from the beginning, and you listen carefully. I'm getting old and my eyesight is dim, so I pointed to you to look carefully. Deng Ming, you can't do this." Huang Lao said while holding the chicken The paw moved closer to him, protecting it with his arm.

Chapter 0257

"Congwen, do you think..." Li Qinghua was a little embarrassed, and persuaded Zhou Congwen in a negotiating tone.

"Director, what did you ask?" Zhou Congwen held a cigarette, not paying much attention to Zhu Jun, and raised the cigarette case in his hand, but was rejected by Li Qinghua.

"Before I had time to ask, Master hung up the phone." Li Qinghua smiled wryly.

Master and apprentice turned against each other, this matter can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye since the day Li Qinghua decided to come to the Third Hospital.

But after all, don't make it so ugly, why bother.

Moreover, Li Qinghua was somewhat nostalgic, and didn't want to make mistakes in small things.

"You guys go, isn't it just a meal?" Chen Houkun said suddenly, "I just want to see the patient's status 2-6 hours after the operation."

Zhou Congwen nodded, a puff of smoke rose, and Li Qinghua could smell a choking smell after a few steps.

"Congwen, change to another cigarette, Ganoderma lucidum is too strong." Li Qinghua said with a smile.

"Director, what did Zhu Jun ask me for? Guess." Zhou Congwen asked with a smile.

"Guess?" Li Qinghua scratched his head and sat down on the bed opposite Zhou Congwen, "I asked the colleague over there, and they said that Mr. Deng Ming from 912 will come later."

Deng Ming...Zhou Congwen was taken aback for a moment, thinking of his senior brother's beard and his tireless teaching.

The boss probably won't come. It's possible that the demonstration operation he and Chen Houkun performed caught the attention of the senior brother. Zhou Congwen smiled.

I went to the provincial capital about 10 years ago in my last life, worked there for a year and a half, and was accepted as a closed disciple by the boss.

Zhou Congwen moved to Shanghai after working in 912 for several years.

Originally, he didn't expect to meet Boss Huang and the senior brother so soon. Zhou Congwen felt a little weird when he thought of seeing the senior senior brother when he was "young".

"I guess... is it because the demonstration operation you performed as an assistant to Professor Chen has attracted the attention of the Imperial Capital?" Li Qinghua guessed.

This is a very clear logical chain, which can be guessed without much advanced theory and IQ.

"Okay." Zhou Congwen said, "Then I'll go see Director Deng."

Li Qinghua envied Zhou Congwen's ease in speaking and the sincere smile on his face.

Can get the approval of the director of 912 Thoracic Surgery, the future Zhou Congwen will definitely not be relegated to the third hospital.And it seems that Zhou Congwen himself realized this a long time ago. He said early on that he would leave next year.

People have self-knowledge, but there are really not many people who can arrange their lives so clearly, and they are already close to evildoers.

"Congwen, don't be arrogant after you go there. Director Deng is very high-level. I met him once during the meeting. He is not bad." Chen Houkun exhorted with a complicated mood.

"I guess Director Zhu is trying to embarrass me." Zhou Congwen said forcefully.

"I wanted to go together, but Master refused."

Zhou Congwen looked up at Li Qinghua, then extinguished the cigarette in his hand, "No, I can go by myself."

"You have Lu Tiancheng's phone number, contact him."

"know."

Zhou Congwen changed his clothes and greeted him, then turned and went out.

Both Chen Houkun and Li Qinghua wanted to see him off. Seeing Zhou Congwen leave, Chen Houkun said after a long time, "This is going to the meeting alone."

Hongmen Banquet?Li Qinghua didn't think so.

……

……

Zhou Congwen didn't go to the People's Hospital after contacting Lu Tiancheng, but prepared to go directly to the train station.

Walking out of the hospital, he hesitated for a few seconds and picked up the phone to call Liu Xiaobie.

For Zhou Congwen, he has never been able to accept that he already had a Hongqi car and a full-time driver in 2002.

In Zhou Congwen's impression, all of these are Liu Xiaobei's other things, and he only needs to have a warehouse and a warehouse of endless protective materials next year.

"Bie, I want to use the car." Zhou Congwen said politely.

"I'm your driver, can you use it?" Liu Xiaobie said very rudely.

"Isn't this asking for your instructions?"

Liu Xiaobie was very satisfied with the word "ask for instructions", and when he told her the location, Zhou Congwen sat quietly on the steps and waited.

In 2002, there were very few cars, and there were not many cars in the parking lot of the Third Academy.The blue sky and white clouds seem beautiful, especially compared to the era when there is no parking space in the future.

Eldest brother...hahaha, when Zhou Congwen thought of the three words "elder brother", his heart burst into joy.

The bearded Deng Ming looked very much like that monkey. Zhou Congwen remembered very clearly that even though he had walked out of the ravine for decades, the eldest brother still maintained some weird habits.