Back in 2002 as a doctor

"Congwen, Director Li came to see Li Ran's 'mother-in-law' yesterday, you know..."

"What about Li Ran's mother-in-law? That's a patient." Zhou Congwen corrected, "Go on."

"Don't interrupt me, I almost forgot!" Shen Lang's pupils turned at high speed, the fire of gossip was burning, and the previous depression and loss disappeared, Zhou Congwen found it very funny.

This guy's talent is a little bit wrong, he didn't focus on surgery and writing, he must focus on useless gossip, what a pity.

"Later, when Director Li was about to leave, he received a call and he returned to the office."

Zhou Congwen really wanted to push Shen Lang to the ground and tell him that people who listen to stories are not interested in hearing the ins and outs, so why don't you hurry up and get to the point.

Shen Lang babbled for several minutes, and finally got to the point.

With this talent, climbing the grid will not be fruitful, Zhou Congwen is a little helpless.

"The patient was brought by Lu Tiancheng, the doctor from the People's Hospital, who has a good relationship with our director."

"I know, there was a time when Wang Chengfa was too drunk to have an operation, and it was Lu Tiancheng who came to save him." Zhou Congwen nodded.

"It's said to be a relative of Lu Tiancheng's family." Shen Lang said, "But I don't think so."

"Why?" Zhou Congwen became interested, he felt that Shen Lang was still talented in gossip.

"Lu Tiancheng is very polite to patients, but not as polite as family affection. He is somewhat reserved and humble. How should I put it, it's like bringing a relative of the CEO of a group company to see a doctor."

"Oh?" Zhou Congwen looked at Shen Lang with admiration this time.

It is not easy for Shen Lang to analyze so much with just one glance.

"I find it strange. At that time, when I was about to get home from get off work, I changed my clothes and tiptoed out. Guess what I saw?"

"..." Zhou Congwen hated this kind of words that made him guess. He said what he had to say, and farted as soon as he had something to say.

"At the elevator, I saw a man who looked like Zhu Jun talking quietly with others."

"!!!" Hearing what Shen Lang said, Zhou Congwen suddenly came to his senses.

It was so!

"Are you saying that Director Zhu Junzhu's relatives were also found to have small pulmonary nodules, and they want to come to us for surgery? I guess he is embarrassed, so let Lu Tiancheng bring them here." Shen Lang's gossip has already close to the truth.

"Almost, what about the patient?"

"It was said that I would come to the hospital tomorrow. Later, I hid at the side of the gate of the first hospital. I saw Lu Tiancheng coming out with that man and shook hands. By the way, Lu Tiancheng is bowed, so he must not be from his family."

"What did you say, did you hear that?"

"How dare I get close, Lu Tiancheng should know me. I was far away and saw them separate, and then there was no more. Congwen, I think I guessed right. You have a good relationship with the director. Why don't you go and talk to the director? Say?"

"Hehe, no need." Zhou Congwen smiled, "The director is clear in his heart, so he just doesn't say anything."

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In the Thoracic Surgery Department of the People's Hospital, director Zhu Junzhu's eyes were also burning with flames, but it was not the fire of gossip, but raging anger.

"Cousin, aren't you always angry because I stole your chicken when I was a child?"

Sitting opposite Zhu Jun was a man who looked somewhat similar to him.

He is from Zhu Jun's hometown and is his cousin.

"Why is my mother your aunt, and you refuse to ask you for an operation. Do you want a red envelope?" Zhu Jun's cousin said disdainfully.

Gan!

The anger in Zhu Jun's eyes grew even stronger.

He is very distressed.

The second aunt's illness is actually very simple, just cut the small nodules directly, Zhu Jun has this judgment.But when he thought of the painstaking effort he had to cut the nodule last time, he shivered a little.

Zhu Jun didn't want to try at all.

But my own level is not good enough, and the small pulmonary nodules only need to be wedge-cut. How can I explain this to my cousin?Say you are not good enough?Isn't that nonsense!Zhu Jun would never say that.

Chapter 0374

Zhu Jun looked at his cousin with bitterness in his heart.

It would be great if I could do it myself, but the shadow of small pulmonary nodules that could not be cut off on the operating table last time always hangs over Zhu Jun's heart and makes him brood.

It is indeed very simple to cut the wedge, but if you can't cut it off, you will be dumbfounded, right?

After that incident, Zhu Jun seemed to have a psychological shadow, and his heart trembled every time he thought of thoracoscopic wedge cutting.

The second aunt's illness is more suitable for Qieqie, and all I do is for the second aunt's good, but the cousin in the country has been entangled in red envelopes or not.

Many people made jokes about surgeons.

If you don't receive red envelopes, you won't have surgery, and if you perform surgery on your father, you have to wrap a red envelope first and ask him to give it to you.

Zhu Jun understood everything, but he didn't believe that someone was so stupid that he would think that he would not perform surgery on his second aunt because he didn't have a red envelope.

Isn't this nonsense.

He fed the dog with all his good intentions, but he still fed the unfamiliar wild dog. Zhu Jun looked at his cousin viciously.

"Big cousin, I've asked all the questions. Don't think that I don't know anything because I'm a countryman. Director Li of the Third Hospital is your apprentice. Why are you, the chief director, looking for someone to perform surgery and still sneaking around?" Zhu Jun Which pot does not open and which pot is lifted by my cousin.

Zhu Jun really wanted to use the medical record clip to slap his cousin to death in front of his eyes like a fly.

What are they talking about.

Seeing Zhu Jun's moody expression, his cousin continued to chatter for more than an hour before leaving dry-mouthed.

What disgusted Zhu Jun was that when he left, he even said that he was going to live at his parents' house.

The poor relatives in the countryside are really difficult to deal with, and Zhu Jun is a little annoyed.If you don't want to do it, just get the hell out, at worst, I just don't want to go back to my hometown, Zhu Jun thought viciously.

But things are far from as simple as Zhu Jun imagined.

In the afternoon, Zhu Jun was "harassed" countless times by his mother's phone calls. His mother felt that she had lost face in front of her own sister, and she cried and made a fuss and insisted that Zhu Jun undergo surgery.

Zhu Jun couldn't laugh or cry, no explanation would work.

With good intentions, even at the expense of embarrassing in front of his disciples, he deliberately asked the most powerful Lu Tiancheng to take her to the Third Hospital, and asked Professor Chen Houkun Chen to perform the operation.

In the end, he complained that he was not a human being inside and outside.

Do it, can't you do it!It's not a major operation to cut a lobe of the lung, so Zhu Jun made up his mind.

But before get off work was over, my second aunt and cousin pushed a wheelchair to the Thoracic Surgery Department, where Zhu Jun's mother sat.

Zhu Jun's mother is eighty years old, ten years older than her sister.

Due to the cold weather in Northeast China and the large temperature difference between indoor and outdoor, the cardiopulmonary function of the elderly is poorer, as is the case with Zhu Jun's mother.

She suffers from severe bronchitis accompanied by asthma, and she would be out of breath after walking a few steps.

Zhu Jun once suggested to his mother to live in the south and become a migratory bird, but was rejected by her mother.

The older generation has a strong sense of locality, and Zhu Jun can't do anything about it.

Seeing that the second aunt and cousin were tossing their mother, Zhu Jun became furious, rolled up his arms and sleeves, and was about to go up and slap his cousin.

But a film bag stood in front of him, which made Zhu Jun startled.

"My aunt chatted with my mother for a while. They are sisters. My aunt was also afraid that she might get cancer, so she had a CT scan." Zhu Jun's cousin said.

Zhu Jun guessed what happened in an instant, and his mind buzzed.

He checks the old lady's body every six months, not including the checkup during the hospitalization in the Department of Respiratory Medicine.

The last inspection was fine, could something be wrong?

After grabbing the film, Zhu Jun pushed his old mother into the director's office.

On the film, there is an obvious pulmonary nodule in the lower lobe of the left lung, about 6mm.When seeing the images on the film, Zhu Jun was completely speechless.

Although it is said that there is a high probability of small nodules in the lungs of the elderly, he couldn't accept the fact that his mother was sick for a while.

And, most importantly—my mother has severe bronchitis and asthma, and the lower lobe of the left lung is a relatively well-functioning lung lobe. If it is completely removed...

Zhu Jun didn't dare to think too much.

Thoracoscopic wedge resection must be performed, and Zhu Jun made up his mind after reading it.

How to do the surgery next became the biggest problem.

Zhu Jun calmed down and hid the film.

Pretending to be okay, he comforted the old mother, sent her, his second aunt, and the cousin who had been finding fault with her home, and then returned to the director's office.

This is a coincidence, but it is not a coincidence. Zhu Jun feels both wronged and fortunate.

There is a high incidence of small pulmonary nodules, and some of them will transform into lung cancer. Now it can be said to be a precancerous lesion at best.

If he found out a year earlier, Zhu Jun would have nothing to do.

Either observe and wait for the small nodules to grow; or directly cut the lung lobe and give it a shot.

But if Zhu Junxuan must not work hard, he can only observe.

But what if it is malignant?The small nodules continued to grow and had to be surgically removed. The old mother still had severe asthma, and the lower lobe of the left lung carried more than half of the lung function.

In that case, it would be death to have an operation, and maybe he could live two years longer without the operation.

However, the development of thoracoscopy gave Zhu Jun's mother a glimmer of life. She could perform a wedge cut and retain most of her lung function!

There is definitely no way to do the operation by himself. Zhu Jun calmed down and thought about it. He would definitely not send his mother to the Third Hospital.

Zhu Jun can also do things like slapping his face and doing it on his own, and that brat Li Qinghua can't say anything, he can only greet him with a smile. Even after the operation, he has to stay in the ward as an escort.

But before the end of the day, Zhu Jun was not going to do this.

He twiddled the phone, pondered for a while, and then made the call.

"Professor Chen, hello, I'm Zhu Jun, Chest Department, Jianghai People's Hospital."

"Director Zhu, hello, long time no see." Chen Houkun was a little surprised, but still replied very gently.

"Professor Chen, my mother found the lower lobe of the left lung..."

Zhu Jun made a brief introduction to Chen Houkun, both of whom are from the chest department. Zhu Jun's introduction was orderly, simple and detailed, and explained all difficulties clearly.

"Professor Chen, I know you have to come to Jianghai City every two weeks, please see if you can take the time to come to our People's Hospital next time."

Although separated by the phone, Zhu Jun's waist had already bent down, as if Chen Houkun was right in front of him.

The phone fell silent.

"Hello? Hello? Professor Chen, can you hear me?" Zhu Jun asked repeatedly.

Bad signal?Can't, what's wrong?

After a few seconds, Chen Houkun's voice came from the phone.

"Director Zhu, you know the rules of flying knives. I can do surgery, but I only do it in the Third Hospital in Jianghai City. If you send your mother to the Third Hospital, we won't mention the cost of hiring experts. It’s one of my own people, don’t talk about it, it’s just a matter of piggybacking.”

"..." Zhu Jun was stunned.

Chapter 0375

What are the rules for flying knives?Zhu Jun was taken aback.

The People's Hospital never looked for flying knives. Not only Zhu Jun, but also the directors of other departments did not say that they invited experts from outside.In their circle, hiring experts means that the director's level is not enough, which is a shameful thing.

So Zhu Jun didn't know what the rules for hiring experts were.

But Zhu Jun can guess some of the subtleties.

"Hey, Director Zhu, you..." Chen Houkun sighed and remained silent for two seconds, "I really don't mind having an operation, or I don't care about the flying knife money. We are on our own. to be honest."

Zhu Jun was silent, with clouds hanging over his head.

"It's like this. We often travel across the province in the provincial capital. Things in grass-roots hospitals are more complicated. There have been cases where two local hospitals have been beaten very hard, and the result has affected external experts."

"So we basically only choose one hospital in a city, not two hospitals..."

What Chen Houkun said was simple, but Zhu Jun immediately understood the twists and turns.

For example, if you see the turmoil of hiring experts outside the third hospital, and then start poaching the wall by yourself, starting directly from the experts, there must be some people who care about the cost of the experts and leave.