Back in 2002 as a doctor

Generally speaking, everything needed to be promoted to a professional title costs money, and now SCI magazines have not yet formed an industrial chain.But soon, it will become an industrial assembly line within a few years, supporting many people.

Sure enough, Shen Lang quickly said this.

"If it weren't for lying on the doctor and drinking blood, those magazines would have been yellow balls. I won't let them drink it. It doesn't matter if you don't get promoted after being so amazing."

"Then from now on..." Zhou Congwen paused after speaking half a sentence, and sighed, "Forget it, you write novels hard."

"As long as I lie down fast enough, nothing can hurt me." Shen Lang was not proud, but said with a little frustration.

Zhou Congwen knew Shen Lang's psychological activities very well.

The so-called scientific research papers in the domestic medical industry are overwhelming, and there are only a handful of really useful ones.

There was even a period of time when Zhou Congwen looked at papers and only looked at case reports, as if he had more clinical experience, and did not read literature such as reviews at all.

Just as he was thinking, Li Qinghua's voice came from the corridor.

Chapter 0513 Misdiagnosis

"Director Teng, hello, I have a child from an acquaintance here, and the diagnosis is myocarditis. I think there is something wrong, can I trouble you to take a look?"

"Thank you, thank you, I'll tell the patient's family right now. May I ask when is your specialist consultation?"

"That's great, I'll let him go directly to the ward to find you."

"Okay, thank you, Director Teng, you have helped me a lot. Then don't bother me, I will hang up first."

Zhou Congwen stood up and walked to the door of the office, "Director, I'm back."

Li Qinghua was startled, "Congwen, why did you come back suddenly? I thought you were going to stay in the imperial capital for a few days."

"Oh, a newborn operation. I took care of it for a few days after the operation. After the extubation, the baby was stable and I came back. Isn't this still thinking about the operation on the weekend?"

"If I had known you were back, I wouldn't have looked for Director Teng." Li Qinghua said with a smile, not paying much attention.

Asking someone to do something actually depends on how you look at it. It depends on whose family the patients are looking at. Director Teng doesn't care about seeing one more.

As long as it's not too much trouble.

"Director, what patient?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"A 13-year-old boy felt pain in the precordial area. The diagnosis was myocarditis. He took medicine for several days in the People's Hospital. The cost was too high, so he had no choice but to go home."

Li Qinghua said and sighed.

"What about after going home?"

"I..." Li Qinghua hesitated, but Zhou Congwen followed him to the director's office in no hurry.

"I feel that it was a misdiagnosis. The child has strong psychological hints and can't get out of bed now."

Zhou Congwen frowned and looked at Li Qinghua.

In his previous life, Li Qinghua was known as the prince of the thoracic surgery department of the People's Hospital, and he planned to wait for Zhu Jun to retire to take charge of the cardiothoracic surgery department.

At that time, almost everyone was optimistic about the future of cardiothoracic surgery, thinking that there would be a lot of surgeries for elderly diseases such as coronary heart disease.

Leaving aside the previous life, Zhou Congwen believed that Li Qinghua's cardiothoracic foundation should be fine because he was going to be in charge of cardiothoracic surgery.

It is really strange that his diagnosis is completely different from that of the Department of Cardiology of the People's Hospital.

"I'll take a look at the patient." Zhou Congwen said.

"Congwen." Li Qinghua stopped Zhou Congwen, "Don't worry, if the diagnosis is different from the People's Hospital, it's best not to tell the patient's family."

Zhou Congwen laughed, Li Qinghua is really a kind person.

Misdiagnosis and mistreatment often occur clinically. After all, the boss can't guarantee [-]% of the treatment, let alone other people.

Ordinary doctors feel that other hospitals and doctors try their best to cover up the misdiagnosis. As long as the disease is understood clearly, it doesn't matter. Who can live without making mistakes.

If you take down someone else's platform today, there is no guarantee that someone will take down your own platform someday.

However, in order to show that they are better than others, some doctors catch a misdiagnosis and can say it for a lifetime.

"I know." Zhou Congwen nodded, "If so, I suggest the patient go to the provincial capital."

Zhou Congwen is not lazy, nor is he irresponsible. In addition to being able to confirm the diagnosis of the disease, this approach must also be accepted by the family members of the patients.

The largest and most authoritative People's Hospital in Jianghai City made a diagnosis, and it was difficult for the patient's family to accept that the third hospital overturned the diagnosis.

Seeing what Zhou Congwen said, Li Qinghua nodded.

"Director, you are too prudent." Seeing Li Qinghua's serious expression, Zhou Congwen laughed.

"Oh, I can think of what happened to the People's Hospital." Li Qinghua sighed, "The doctor in charge of the circulatory department glanced at the laboratory test sheet, and he couldn't do anything like myocardial enzymes. It is probably because there was interference in the electrocardiogram and there was an abnormal heartbeat. Electricity, plus the patient's self-reported precordial pain, so the diagnosis was made."

This way of diagnosing is really sloppy, and Zhou Congwen is particularly helpless.

The level of medical treatment is so uneven, what can be done.

Not to mention the three courtyards, how about Xiehe?There will be problems as well.

Some dubious doctors rely on the face of the older generation to stay in Xiehe. Once this kind of unprofessional person is diagnosed, other people need to help wipe their ass.

"What about our hospital?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"The situation of the child coming to our hospital is quite special." Li Qinghua said with a frown. "He is already going weak, and his legs are shaking when he walks on the ground. He reported muscle soreness, nausea, no vomiting, chest tightness, shortness of breath, fatigue, and difficulty breathing."

"Although the electrocardiogram is fine, there is something wrong with the electrocardiogram done at the People's Hospital. In addition to these symptoms and the diagnosis of the People's Hospital, we also treat it according to myocarditis."

Zhou Congwen shook his head, and was finally amused.

What's the matter!

"The doctor in our hospital also felt that something was wrong. When communicating with the patient's family, he heard that he knew me, so he sent someone to look for me. I didn't say it clearly, but I can guess what they mean."

"Okay, I see." Zhou Congwen nodded, "If the patient's family members don't mind making troubles, they can go to the Imperial Capital to have a look."

"The family doesn't have much money, and the hospitalization fee of one or two thousand a day at the People's Hospital is already empty." Li Qinghua said, "That's why I was discharged automatically and saved some money to come to our hospital.

The child is quite poor, and he has already gone through the withdrawal procedures. I guess the withdrawal procedures became the last straw that crushed him. "

The level of medical treatment in 2002 was really hard to describe, Zhou Congwen sighed.

I can’t find anything, not to mention myocarditis that requires cardiac MRI, even if it’s aortic dissection, it’s hard to make a diagnosis without even a 64-slice enhanced CT.

The level of medical treatment is improved step by step, and Zhou Congwen is very clear about this.

"Let's go, give me a look, and I'll be relieved if nothing happens." Li Qinghua said very politely.

"Director, I see that there are quite a few patients undergoing surgery this week."

Speaking of this, Li Qinghua raised his eyebrows slightly, and he had a bit of a youthful look despite his prudence in the old city.

"There are still 3 patients who can't come in because there are no hospital beds, and 8 operations have been arranged this weekend. I will ask them to come to the hospital next week." Li Qinghua is slightly proud.

"So much." Zhou Congwen praised with a smile, "It seems to ferment quickly."

"After all, he is a professor in the provincial capital. Our Jianghai City is not big, and many people can know about it for two months. And I did work on the side of the group company. When I found a big problem, the leader took care of it directly and arranged for hospitalization and surgery. Less is lost."

What Li Qinghua said was simple, but actually there was a lot of meticulous work involved.

Even in Zhou Congwen's imagination, it will take years to reach this level. This is Zhou Congwen's optimistic guess.

But Li Qinghua pushed forward with all his strength, and in less than 3 months, the surgery schedule was full on weekends.

Moreover, he was not proud of the large amount of surgery, and he also paid attention to controlling the amount of surgery, so as to avoid the overall speed from being too fast to cause loss of control or the reputation of the operation to be too rough.

Not bad.

Chapter 0514 Folk remedies for serious illness

"We learned a sentence when we were in school, the kind that needs to be recited in full, the people's growing material and cultural needs." Li Qinghua said half a sentence, but it was enough, and he knew Zhou Congwen could understand it.

"Yes." Zhou Congwen nodded, "Life is indeed much better after the landing of the neither soft nor hard economy last time. Our medical care is at the end, and it takes a long time to pass it on."

"When I first came to work, it was a big honor to ask the old director for an operation, but now it's not enough." Li Qinghua said.

"When our flight from Jianghai City opens, we can invite Director Deng to fly in for surgery." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

This time I went to the imperial capital, I was really tossed.

"Huh?!" Li Qinghua's eyes lit up, "I heard that Director Deng never leaves the imperial capital, can you please come?"

Zhou Congwen laughed.

Li Qinghua has really thought of this step. He is not limited to the existing "advantages" and is thinking about raising the barriers to other hospitals to gain an advantage in the competition.

The Third Hospital took the lead in "inviting experts" to perform surgery in Jianghai City, setting a precedent and having a first-mover advantage.

But this advantage is not obvious.

The airport in Jianghai City will open to air traffic in the next year or so. If other hospitals follow suit and invite professors from the Imperial Capital and Magic Capital to perform the operation, the three hospitals can be restored to their original form in an instant.

Li Qinghua was very smart, and he cared about business matters. He planned ahead early in the morning, thinking about hiring a higher-level expert.

Raise the level of foreign experts to the top in the country in advance, follow your own path, and let others have nowhere to go.

Then improve your technical level. If you want to ask a professor, please ask a professor. If you don’t want to, Li Qinghua can do it by himself. Walk on a few legs to meet the needs of different groups of people.

"I'm just giving you an example. Director Deng really doesn't leave the imperial capital. He doesn't care about the cost of hiring experts." Zhou Congwen said, "I heard from Liu Wei that a few days ago he had an operation, and there was a manufacturer who went to the snow area for Deng. The director collected a box of caterpillar fungus, but Director Deng didn't even look at it."

Li Qinghua clicked his tongue.

A box of Cordyceps, mustn't it be a few million?

"However, there are plenty of people doing laparoscopic surgery in 912, just look for them." Zhou Congwen said.

"Congwen." Li Qinghua looked at Zhou Congwen with a smile and asked, "Please come back when the time comes, don't refuse."

Zhou Congwen nodded with a smile, but did not speak.

Returning home is a temptation for others, but it is not very important for Zhou Congwen.

Jianghai City belongs to the country he conquered, and thoracoscopic surgery has been successfully carried out, so it doesn't make much sense if he can't come back.

It doesn't matter, let's talk about it when the time comes, it mainly depends on the time and mood.

The operation of the Third Hospital exceeded Zhou Congwen's expectations, which showed Li Qinghua's dedication.In his last life, he left the magic capital and failed to achieve his youthful ideals. In Zhou Congwen's eyes, Zhu Jun was blind.

Such a good right-hand man was finally kicked out, Zhu Jun and the others are sincere enough to say.

When he came to the Circulatory Medicine Department, Zhou Congwen read the medical records first.

It is clearly written in the handwritten medical record that the patient was diagnosed with "myocarditis" at the People's Hospital and repeated it several times. In particular, it was written that the hospital lacks relevant inspection equipment and has communicated with the patient's family. typeface.

Zhou Congwen knew at a glance that the doctors of the Circulatory Medicine Department of the Third Hospital did not approve of this diagnosis, but the signboard of the People's Hospital was too big, and no one wanted to resist it.

What if I am wrong, if the diagnosis is correct, the family members of the patient will find fault, and the doctors of the third hospital will have no room for maneuver.

It is the easiest and most worry-free to treat according to the diagnosis of the People's Hospital.

Even so, they...including Li Qinghua tried their best to find a way without taking responsibility.

There are always more ways than difficulties, and it is one way for patients to go to the provincial capital to find Tengfei.

Seeing the patient and doing a physical examination, Zhou Congwen gave Li Qinghua a wink, "Director, let the patient's family members go to the provincial capital to have a look."

Li Qinghua knew that Zhou Congwen thought so too, so he had a solid foundation in his heart.

Unknowingly, Director Li Qinghua had already implemented Zhou Congwen's diagnosis as the final diagnosis plan, and he himself did not realize his change.

"Brother Zhao, I contacted Director Teng of the Circulatory Internal Medicine Department of the Second Hospital of Medical University." Li Qinghua pulled the patient's father aside and said, "You will go through automatic discharge here, and take the child to find Director Teng."

The patient's family members were distressed.

"The family has already been emptied." Li Qinghua asked softly.

The patient's father nodded, and the circles of his eyes were a little red again, "Our relatives on both sides have taken a lot of money, who would have thought that the child would die suddenly."

"Let me give you a suggestion." Li Qinghua said, "Don't look in our Jianghai City, go directly to Director Teng, I told you, she has a folk prescription, just eat it."

"Ah?!" The patient's family members looked at Li Qinghua blankly.

The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and there is another village.

Even if the child's illness can be cured, it is not something ordinary families like theirs can bear.

However, the five words of folk remedies to cure serious diseases are deeply imprinted in the hearts of the older generation of Chinese people. Many so-called folk remedies have been misrepresented and passed down as the means of immortals.

Zhou Congwen smiled slightly. Li Qinghua is too shrewd. Telling the family members of the patients about the folk remedies can indeed dispel all their worries, and won't cause any trouble to the Circulatory Department of the People's Hospital.

"When I was working in the People's Hospital, there was a patient who was similar to your child." Li Qinghua continued, "Send it to Director Teng, prescribe a few pills, and finish it off. If Director Teng is inconvenient , I still have a little left from last time."