Back in 2002 as a doctor

Zhou Congwen heard Deng Minglian say two things that no one in Jianghai City knew about, and heaved a long sigh.

In 2002, no one even drank milk tea.

With the behavior of the big brother, it must be said that this thing is like the pearl in the pearl milk tea, and the nurses who made it quit milk tea directly in the future.

It's disgusting, big brother likes to play these memes, but fortunately Jianghai City doesn't have them yet.

"Director Deng." Zhou Congwen lowered his head to cooperate with the boss's operation, interrupting Deng Ming's topic.

He didn't want the little nurses to have psychological shadows before there was no pearl milk tea, and it would be less fun in the future.

"Xiao Zhou, what's the matter?"

"How many times have you counted?"

"37."

"How did I remember it was 39?"

"Hahaha Xiao Zhou, don't be joking, how can I remember wrongly." Deng Ming laughed, "When I was doing the operation, the nurses were chatting, and I forgot to count them. I have to remind them every time."

Zhou Congwen smiled, he knew about it, but he didn't want Deng Ming to talk about pearl milk tea.

"The operation is almost finished, there are still a dozen more. Boss, how many more?" Zhou Congwen assisted Mr. Huang to take down another golden pearl and handed it to Deng Ming.

"I don't know." Huang Lao stopped suddenly, and he moved his neck, "If you don't do one surgery like this every year, it's really terrible to do one."

"Boss, do you want to take a break?" Deng Ming and Zhou Congwen asked in unison.

"Take a break? Then you two can do it?" Huang Lao snorted, "Don't even think about it, Deng Ming, if your hands are itchy, go pick up Zhou Congwen, and there are more than a dozen, I'll pick them all out and talk about it."

Seeing his boss talking like a child, Zhou Congwen smiled, "Director Deng, have you enjoyed your visit?"

"No." Deng Ming smiled generously like an elder, "You are still young, practice more."

Deng Ming wiped sweat in his heart.

He knew that Zhou Congwen had good intentions, and because of this, he dared not take over.

Deng Ming has been observing and knows it well.Originally thought that Zhou Congwen's level was on par with his own. This kind of judgment was already a compliment for a young doctor. Deng Ming thought he was very objective.

But as the operation progressed, he found that Zhou Congwen's assignment to the boss was like the boss giving birth to two heads and four arms, and the tacit understanding reached the bone.

This level of tacit understanding, I definitely can't do it, even if I have provided the boss with more than 20 years of equipment and tens of thousands of surgeries.

Therefore, Deng Ming had no choice but to decline Zhou Congwen's "invitation".

It's strange, what I, the director of 912, who is by the boss's side all the year round, can't do, how can Zhou Congdi do it?

Deng Ming is not jealous, just curious.

"Anaesthetist, your surname is Liu." Elder Huang asked.

"Old Huang, you can just call me Xiao Liu." Liu Wei said with a bowed body.

"Lend me the stool for a while, my eyes are a little blurred, so take a rest. This kind of operation is very difficult, and you can't concentrate for a long time." Huang Lao said with a smile, "There are many things in the operating room, but there are few stools. Gotta borrow the anesthesiologist's stool."

"Look at what you said." Liu Wei quickly moved his stool behind Mr. Huang, taking care not to pollute the sterile area, and then waited for Mr. Huang to sit down.

"Xiao Zhou, do you know what anesthesiologists hate the most?" Mr. Huang closed his eyes slightly, resting with his hands in the front pockets of the sterile suit.

"Master Ma." Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

"That's right, I don't know who brought it up a few years ago. The anesthesiologist was called Ma Shi. Then one day, the old Zhao of the stomach and intestines called him that, and the anesthesiologist directly sent him back."

"Why?" Zhou Congwen was curious.

"The anesthesiologist said directly, nephew, what do you want from me? At that time, Lao Zhao was angry and asked the anesthesiologist why you cursed. The anesthesiologist said, anesthesiologist is called anesthesiologist for short. I have no objection, but the surgeon is called nephew for short." Is it all right?"

"Hahaha!" Zhou Congwen couldn't stop laughing when he heard this archaeological joke.

It turns out that the surgeons of 912 never called the anesthesiologist an anesthetist, and there is such an allusion.

"Respect, it's all mutual. If the anesthetist doesn't like it, then don't call it." Huang Lao closed his eyes, sitting beside the operating table like a Buddha, and Zhou Congwen felt joy in his heart.

"The boss is right."

"Who taught you a lesson, cover the surgery area, and I'll rest for 5 minutes." Huang Lao said lightly, "Xiao Zhou, how do you practice surgery?"

"Grind eggs at home."

"Have you tried tofu?" Huang Lao asked.

"Tofu is too easy to go rancid in summer. I'm too petty to throw it away. I have to eat it myself. I don't think it's a waste, so I haven't used tofu for the time being. I'm going to try it when it's cold, and use tweezers to clamp the thread on the tofu. .” Zhou Congwen said familiarly.

These were the surgical training that Huang Lao had to do when he was teaching his apprentices. Zhou Congwen didn't need it anymore, but he had to try everything himself, after Huang Lao's eyes.

"Go to the provincial capital to work for a year. Once you bring the team, you can come to 912. After you come, I will take you to surgery every day." Huang Lao said.

"..."

To lead the team, Zhou Congwen remained silent.

After resting for a few minutes, Mr. Huang stood in front of the operating table energetically again to complete the operation.

The next operation was very fast, and when Deng Ming counted 52, no more golden pearls came out.

After repeated washing, Mr. Huang was very cautious, and even washed it twice with dilute iodophor.This is to avoid residual echinococcosis locally, so be sure to rinse thoroughly.

Looking at the pot full of golden balls, Li Qinghua and Wang Chengfa stared wide-eyed, neither of them thought it would be like this before the operation.

So many things are pulled out of the lungs, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you really can't believe it.

After the flushing was over, Huang Lao turned around and stepped down, and Deng Ming then stood in the position of the practitioner.

"Xiao Zhou, the operation is really good, especially in cooperation with the boss, you have to work harder." Deng Ming said, "I have been handling the academician workstation for the past few days, but there is something wrong with your education and professional title. , but it's okay."

"Academician workstation?" Liu Wei and Li Qinghua were stunned at the same time and asked in unison.

Wang Chengfa stood behind, vaguely guessing what was going to happen, his face was so dark that it was extremely unsightly.

"Hmm? Xiao Zhou didn't say anything when he came back?" Deng Ming asked strangely.

"I didn't say anything, what's going on?" Li Qinghua asked cautiously.

"The boss is going to build an academician workstation in the provincial capital. We are busy and don't have time to take care of it. We mainly rely on Xiao Zhou to preside over the work." Deng Ming said while finishing the work.

"..."

Li Qinghua was dumbfounded.

When Zhou Congwen said he was going to leave after the new year, he thought it was a joke, at least he didn't take it seriously.But I never expected...it turned out to be true!

There was fire in Liu Wei's eyes.

Wang Chengfa's face completely darkened, like the bottom of a pot.

One can imagine what it means to preside over the work of the academician workstation.

Chapter 0393: An Old Clam Produces Pearls?

Although the next thing is simple, it is also very troublesome.

The anesthesiologist needs to inflate the lungs repeatedly to find the location of the air leak and make repairs.The lungs are deflated and then bulge, and the lungs are bulged and deflated again. Check again and again.

After 25′22″, the operation officially ended.

Zhou Congwen didn't take off his clothes. He glanced at the pathological basin. The boss just left the stage and left. One can imagine why he went there.

Suddenly, a strange idea appeared in Zhou Congwen's mind - the boss insisted on surgery at the age of nearly [-], maybe it was just to step down early and no one would look at him.

No, you can take a sip anywhere you go for a walk.

Zhou Congwen assigned an operation to his boss, and he was in a good mood.

He adjusted his condition to the best during the whole operation, and this is the best operation since he was reborn.

Compared with the pinnacle of the previous life, the current technique has been restored to a seven or eighty-eight degree, and Zhou Congwen felt joyful.

Holding the pathology basin, Zhou Congwen looked at Deng Ming and asked, "Director Deng, let's go together?"

"Okay, I'll let the patient's family take a look." Deng Ming smiled generously.

This is the rule in the industry.

Going to the imperial capital for surgery, the experts and professors gave me enough face, and went out to comfort the family members of the patients before the stage opened.

In fact, experts may not be able to perform surgery, but it is very important to go out in isolation clothing for the patient's family to take a look, and silently tell the patient's family that they are about to undergo surgery.

After the operation is over, go out and talk about the results of the operation, and tell the patient's family members that the operation was done by themselves.

However, there are not many patients worthy of such care by a doctor of Director Deng Ming Deng's level. He said this to give Zhou Congwen face.

Looking at the basin full of golden pearls, Wang Chengfa didn't know what it was like. He took a step habitually and followed Zhou Congwen, but stopped immediately.

After going out, I can't say a word, so why go out with me.Do you tell your fellow villagers that you are old and can't even understand your illness?

Zhou Congwen was holding the pathological basin with a steady hand, and the golden pearls in the basin trembled slightly as he walked, reflecting the light of the fluorescent lamp in the corridor, shining abnormally, like a treasure.

Walking out of the operating room, I met head-on a general surgeon who had just undergone emergency surgery in the operating room next door.

"Congwen, you... I'll go, what the hell is this!" Dr. Gao's eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

"The patient commits suicide by swallowing gold? No, this round thing moves with the gastrointestinal tract... No! Swallowing gold is our job."

The moment Dr. Gao saw Jin Zhuzhu, he fell into a state of confusion, making wild guesses with black lines.

"Brother Gao, it wasn't suicide by swallowing gold, it was pulmonary hydatid disease. Just after the operation, the pulmonary hydatid was taken out for the patient's family to have a look and then sent to the pathology department." Zhou Congwen explained lightly.

"..." Dr. Gao's eyeballs shot back and almost missed his head.The pupils on both sides were dilated, and Zhou Congwen didn't know whether he could focus and see clearly.

Also, walking in the operating room with a pot of golden pearls in his hand, anyone would find it weird.

"Golden? Are you sure it was taken out of the lung?" Doctor Gao asked Zhou Congwen, all his attention was attracted by the pot of golden pearls, and he didn't notice Deng Ming behind Zhou Congwen at all.

"Yes, pulmonary echinococcosis itself is relatively rare, and golden-yellow cysts are even rarer." Zhou Congwen felt a little regretful. He also had Deng Ming's bad taste, but it's a pity that no one in Jianghai City knows what pearl milk tea is.

Looking at the trembling golden pearl, Dr. Gao's eyes were fixed, his pupils dilated and then began to shrink, and the rhythm of various hormones in the body accelerated, which looked very strange.

"Congwen, wait a moment." Dr. Gao said, "I'll ask the anesthesiologist."

"Ok?"

"Lao Luan seems to like photography. I asked him if he had a camera." Dr. Gao said hastily, "Go and explain to the patient's family first. I'll go find a camera."

Zhou Congwen thought for a full 3 seconds before he figured out that he didn't know when the mobile phone with camera function first appeared, but it should be in the hands of ordinary people in 2007-2008.

Alas, people in 2002 couldn't even take pictures anytime and anywhere, it's really pitiful, Zhou Congwen thought to himself.

"Xiao Zhou, how many times have you seen the golden worm sac?" Deng Ming asked with a smile.

"I haven't seen it before." Zhou Congwen directly cut off Deng Ming's way to continue exploring.

The elder brother looks honest and honest, but just looking at him, in fact, he has a lot of ghosts.

How can there be an honest and honest master who can make a name for himself in the imperial capital?

"It's not like seeing you undergoing surgery."

"Director Deng, this is talent." Zhou Congwen replied with a cheeky push.

Walking out of the operating room, more than a dozen eyes were cast on him, and all the family members of the patients who were waiting for the operation outside stood up, wondering if it was the attending doctor of their own family who came out to explain the condition.

But their eyes immediately fell on the golden pot of pearls in Zhou Congwen's hand, and they couldn't move them away.

Zhou Congwen shouted the patient's name.

The patient's father and other family members surrounded him, stumbling, and several of them almost didn't fall.

They didn't look at the road at all, but kept staring at the basin in Zhou Congwen's hand and the golden pearl in it.

"These are worm eggs taken out of the patient's lungs...don't touch them!" Zhou Congwen suddenly raised his voice, which startled the patient's family members. "These are worm eggs. What if they grow in your body after you touch them?"

The family members of the patient who were curious and wanted to touch the golden pearl shyly withdrew their hands.

He was taken aback by Zhou Congwen's words.

"More than 50 have been removed. The patient may take longer to recover after surgery, but nothing has happened." Zhou Congwen exerted his hands slightly, and a pot of golden pearls was dangling in the pathological basin, as if telling the patient's family has been cured.

"This is...is this taken from my son's lung?" The patient's father was already dumbfounded, he couldn't believe what he saw.

This thing looks like it is in the body of a living person... no, the dead will not have it.It's not something that grows in the human body at all, it looks like an old clam grows pearls.

"Yes." Zhou Congwen said with certainty, "If you want to send it for pathology, just take a look at it."

"Oh oh oh, but..."