Back in 2002 as a doctor

"Have you finished your meal?"

"not yet."

"Come back to see the patient after eating." Shen Lang said hesitantly, "I always feel that the patient's condition is not right."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Zhou Congwen looked at the unfinished system tasks and asked nervously.

"he……"

"He what!" Zhou Congwen asked seriously.

"I'm fine, but the breath sound on my left side is a little weak. Didn't you tell me to watch it carefully, so I'll listen to it every half an hour." Shen Lang defended in a low voice.

It is estimated that Shen Lang also knew that what he did was wrong. After all, the blood oxygen saturation on the ECG monitor was 100%, so it would be too much to make a phone call.

"Keep staring. I'll go back and have a look later." Zhou Congwen finished speaking cautiously and hung up the phone.

"Congwen, it's not necessary." Li Qinghua said with a smile, "The patient is not uncomfortable, and the blood oxygen saturation is fine, just use auscultation as a reference."

Zhou Congwen looked at the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of vision and shook his head slightly.

The system suggested that this patient may have left spontaneous pneumothorax.It's just that the patient in front of me is too "skinny". Not only does he have no autonomous symptoms, but even the machine can't detect the problem.

In other words, his body is too good, and the machine value cannot be reflected in the case of pneumothorax and lung tissue compression on one side.

Seeing Zhou Congwen frowning tightly, Chen Houkun asked about the situation, and he also felt that Zhou Congwen was a little too cautious, which was completely unnecessary.

But neither of them questioned Zhou Congwen.

They were all cooked. After a brief sip of mutton soup, Professor Chen was sent to the hotel after eating and drinking. Li Qinghua sent Zhou Congwen to the hospital.

"Congwen, rest early, there is surgery tomorrow." Li Qinghua urged.

Zhou Congwen shrugged, whether he can rest well depends on whether God allows him to rest.Looking at the tasks on the system panel, it is estimated that a surgery cannot be avoided tonight.

Going upstairs, Zhou Congwen took a look and saw that Shen Lang was not in the doctor's office, so he turned around and went to the duty room to look for him.

Pushing open the door, Shen Lang's voice came, "Congwen, why are you so slow!"

"It's already too soon, and I'm going to take Professor Chen to the hotel."

After Zhou Congwen walked in and saw Shen Lang, his face was suddenly clouded.

Shen Lang was sitting at the corner of the bed in the duty room, with a book on the table, which was quite normal, but this guy was holding a box of red Wangzai milk in his hand, and was sipping it one sip at a time.

"You are three years old!" Zhou Congwen reprimanded.

"Huh?" Shen Lang was taken aback, he didn't expect Zhou Congwen's reaction to be so strong.

He shook the Wangzai milk in his hand at Zhou Congwen, "Have a bottle?"

"Drinking Wangzai on duty, I immediately asked the director for leave, and said that I have nothing to do with Xiao Xiao today, and he will do the emergency department in the evening."

Shen Lang laughed, but the laughter stopped abruptly.

He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stared at Zhou Congwen with wide eyes.

The two stared at each other, and after a few seconds, Shen Lang whispered, "Congwen, do you still remember the night when Huang Lao came to have an operation last time and left?"

Zhou Congwen shuddered.

That night was a busy one, and it was one of the top five mysterious nights in my career.

"It was given by the patient... I don't want it..." Shen Lang was at a loss with Wangzai's milk in his hand.

"Brave pen!" Zhou Congwen cursed viciously.

"..."

"How much is left!" Zhou Congwen asked.

Shen Lang couldn't hear the gentleness of the past in Zhou Congwen's tone, only sharpness and anger.

"A little more."

"Go to the ward and leave." Zhou Congwen said, "Give it to the patient to drink, just say...whatever you say, don't leave it in the cabinet."

Shen Lang quickly lowered his head, walked past Zhou Cong's tattoo, opened his cabinet, took out half a carton of milk and hurried out the door of the duty room.

Zhou Congwen looked at Shen Lang's back, annoyed and funny.

It is said that doctors are materialists and should not be superstitious.

But after all, there are countless unsolved mysteries in medical treatment. In addition, many patients seem to be dying, but they come back to life; some patients have nothing to do, but they die inexplicably.

For example, if you are on duty, you can't call me idle, for example... Wang Zai...

Zhou Congwen sat down casually on the bed in the duty room, still feeling a little resentful in his heart, no wonder there was such a mysterious night, it turned out to be the reason for Shen Lang.

right!Zhou Congwen buckled all the shit bowls on Shen Lang's body.

A few minutes later, Shen Lang walked in with a full face, as if he had been constipated for half a month and suddenly passed out.

"I sent them all away, so I said that I have been very busy on duty recently, so it is like this." Shen Lang smiled and sat down opposite Zhou Congwen.

"You're really good, go home and drink, and you dare to drink Wangzai on duty." Zhou Congwen reprimanded.

"Congwen, I'm all gone, it's all right." Shen Lang didn't care, he laughed, "Is there any other rules that I don't know?"

"Don't talk about it, what do you want from me?"

Shen Lang suddenly woke up from Wangzai's milk and the last mysterious emergency night, the gossip in his eyes swirled at high speed, and the flames rose behind him.

Zhou Congwen felt that the duty room was about to be set on fire by Shen Lang.

"Look at the patient." Zhou Congwen changed his clothes and said to Shen Lang.

"Congwen, the patient is fine except for the slightly weak breath sound on the left side. He just said that he needs to drink water because of dry mouth."

"Take a look." Zhou Congwen said in a deep voice.

When I went to the ward, although the general anesthesia operation had just ended, the patient had already sat up.The spirit is a little bit listless, but that is caused by general anesthesia.

The vital signs on the ECG monitoring were stable, and no abnormalities were seen.

"Doctor, can the machine be removed?" The patient asked Zhou Congwen and Shen Lang when they saw Zhou Congwen and Shen Lang coming in again.

"Uncomfortable?" Zhou Congwen was noncommittal, and walked over to auscultate.

"I want to go down for a walk."

"..." Zhou Congwen's face sank, he didn't say anything, and listened to the patient's "healthy" side breathing with a stethoscope.

Shen Lang heard it right, the patient's left side had weak breath sounds, especially the lower part, and the breath sounds disappeared.

What the hell!Zhou Congwen cursed in his heart.

"Does the operation hurt?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"It's okay, if it hurts, I'll just tap it." The patient grinned.

"Knock?!" Shen Lang was stunned and asked subconsciously.

"That's right, that's it..." the patient said while raising his right fist to hit the left chest wall twice.

"What are you doing!" Zhou Congwen said sharply.

"Ah?" The patient was taken aback for a moment, "It's okay, doctor, it won't hurt after a couple of knocks."

"Damn it!" Zhou Congwen swears directly, very rarely.

The patient and the co-workers who accompanied him were startled.

Although the hospitalization time was not long, the doctors and nurses in the Thoracic Surgery Department of the Third Hospital were kind and amiable, and it is not too much to say that they treated patients like family.

Why is Dr. Zhou scolding people?

"Get checked." Zhou Congwen suppressed the anger in his heart, and glanced at the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of vision, "I guess the left side is also bleeding."

"..." The patient was dumbfounded.

"..." Shen Lang was dumbfounded.

"..." The patient's family members were dumbfounded.

Thirty minutes later, Zhou Congwen took the film and reluctantly reported the patient's condition to Li Qinghua.

Pneumothorax is nothing to experienced thoracic surgeons, but pneumothorax appears on the right side immediately after surgery, and it reappears on the left side, which is very rare.

Report to the director, Zhou Congwen put a chest bottle on the patient.

As soon as the tube was inserted, black and red blood came out.

The patient is still the same, does not feel very painful, and breathing is not difficult.He even bled continuously, and he didn't even see any paleness on his lips, nail beds and other places.

What a strange patient, Zhou Congwen didn't bother to complain about the patient's uneasiness. It is very likely that his health is so good that he has no negative reactions, so he keeps "making" accidents.

Zhou Congwen didn't want to continue to operate on the patient, so he performed closed chest drainage, and after drawing out 700ml of blood, he moved a chair and sat beside the patient's bed to watch.

Less than 2 hours later, bright red blood came out again.

There is no other way now, let's go to surgery!Zhou Congwen sighed.

The patient is sent to the operating room, and the operation performed before is performed again.During the operation, Zhou Congwen kept complaining that Shen Lang shouldn't drink Wangzai's milk.

Shen Lang remained silent, as if he also felt that it was his fault.

In 1 hour and 15 minutes, Zhou Congwen finished the operation like flying.

With the sound of the end of the system task, Zhou Congwen let out a sigh of relief.

It seems that there is nothing else.

……

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Note: This is a relatively healthy patient I have encountered. Of course, it is incomparable with patients who can go to the ground the next day after cardiac tamponade and chest compressions, but this physical fitness is also first-class.

I and other laymen can only sigh in admiration.

Chapter 0537 as stable as an old dog

Early the next morning, Zhou Congwen came to Corey.

Chen Houkun saw the patients last night, and today he will send the patients to the operating room according to the established order.

But Zhou Congwen wanted to do one more thing.

Chatting in the operating room for the past few days, Zhou Congwen secretly remembered the medical accident that happened in the medical university.

"Shen Lang, wake up!" Zhou Congwen came to the duty room and called Shen Lang up.

"It's so early... I'll sleep again..." Shen Lang turned over.

Zhou Congwen lifted the quilt without hesitation.

If you are on duty, you will definitely wear clothes when you sleep.Otherwise, nurses and family members of patients would knock on the door outside in the middle of the night, and it would be ugly to run out naked.

Wearing an isolation suit, Shen Lang curled up into a ball, "Is there any humanity?"

"There was no emergency room yesterday, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Congwen was a little puzzled.

"After stepping down, I chatted with the patients in the anorectal department for a while, and the sky brightened after chatting."

"..." Zhou Congwen sighed.

Shen Lang's temper is really enough to say, he is like a doctor in the anorectal department, he really wants to kick him to the anorectal department to cut hemorrhoids.

"Get up, I'll give you a job." Zhou Congwen opened the window without hesitation.

The cold air of late autumn rushed in, and Shen Lang could no longer pretend to be dead.

"You can't sleep in the middle of the night, but you have to chat with the anorectal patient, you blame me?" Zhou Congwen kicked the bedside, and the bed in the duty room creaked and crumbled.

"Get up, get up." Shen Lang cheered up and got up, "I always ask people about things. I went up to see the operation, so I have to tell them when I come back. This is called having a beginning and an end, love and righteousness, you know what.

Not to mention the anorectal patients, I am also curious, the patient who underwent surgery yesterday was in such good health, why did he come on stage repeatedly.

Besides, patients in the anorectal department gossip a lot. If they make random guesses and are heard by the family members of the patients, is it always a hidden danger in the end?Let me make it clear, everyone has to be a gossip, no one thinks in crooked ways. "

"Put on, don't catch a cold."

It was still early, Zhou Congwen saw that Shen Lang was not fully awake yet, so he sat across from him and took out the ganoderma lucidum.

"What job will you give me?"