Back in 2002 as a doctor

"Then what to do." Zhou Congwen shook his head, "It's a small probability event, there's nothing you can do. You can't refuse to get married just because of this kind of thing, don't worry, you're not that strong."

"I put myself in it, and I think that if it were me, I would die." Shen Lang sighed deeply.

Suddenly, he came to his senses, Zhou Congwen seemed to be yin and yang himself just now.

"I've heard people say that in the emergency department, I encountered a case of a middle-aged young woman and a pet dog. It's the same as this, a social death." Zhou Congwen said before Shen Lang was angry.

Shen Lang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Congwen, what you said... it really hits the bottom of it!" Shen Lang slapped his thigh, "That's the feeling, it's so embarrassing to death, and I'll be ashamed to see anyone after I'm discharged from the hospital."

"Well, this is called social death, or social death for short." Zhou Congwen sighed.

This is a buzzword a few years later, especially with the blessing of the Internet, its power is more than a hundred times stronger than it is now. Shen Lang can't understand what social death is.

"By the way!" Shen Lang remembered something again, and said in a daze, "President Xiao said something before he fell into a coma, which has something to do with you."

"With me?" Zhou Congwen was taken aback.

The plot that Shen Lang mentioned just now existed in the previous life, and his arrival did not change the life curve of Dean Xiao.

But in the end, before he fell into a coma, he said something related to himself, what the hell is this.

"Dean Xiao said - stay away from Wang Chengfa, don't mess with Zhou Congwen, or else there will be thunder or something, I guess he will say death."

"..."

"I didn't make this up. The buddy from Dongfeng Hospital sent the man to the ambulance. There was no one else in the car. When Dean Xiao suddenly wanted to speak, he leaned over to listen. He didn't know the names of Wang Chengfa and your Zhou Congwen before, but Dean Xiao made it very clear."

Zhou Congwen couldn't laugh or cry.

"Don't go out and talk nonsense." Zhou Congwen warned.

"I know, how can you talk nonsense about this kind of thing." Shen Lang nodded, "Don't worry, I'm just curious, why would you be struck by lightning if you get closer to Director Wang?"

Zhou Congwen smoked silently.

"Ask about the medical history. Director Lei said that they had dinner with Director Wang at night. It's really hard to say. After eating a meal, he immediately suffered a stroke and had a cerebral hemorrhage. He killed two department directors in our hospital at once. One of them was associate dean."

Shen Lang said "tsk tsk", it seems that he has fully believed what Dean Xiao said in the end.

"Stop talking nonsense, the transfer procedures are almost done, what does your family say?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Of course the family is happy." Shen Lang said, "Congwen, tell me the truth, what exactly will I do after I go?"

"At first, thoracoscopy will be done to cut out the small nodules of the lungs." Zhou Congwen said, "If you can do sleeve cuts in the future, I will take you to 912."

"It's as if you will definitely be able to go to 912." A half-smile appeared on Shen Lang's face, and he slightly mocked Zhou Congwen, "The 912 doesn't even want a doctor, so what are we?"

"Is there a boss here?" Zhou Congwen said, "Shen Lang, now that the future is in your hands, what to do is up to you."

"I know." Shen Lang bowed his head in thought.

"Is there any progress with Manager Wang?"

"There is no progress. She is a girl from a big city. We are so rustic that we can't talk together." Shen Lang smiled helplessly, "I just think Manager Wang smells good."

"In a good way, everyone has a love of beauty; in a bad way, you are just looking for sex. But it doesn't matter, man, who is not good at sex." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "Let's go, ready to take over Check the ward, go to the provincial capital for surgery in a few days, you have to..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Congwen's cell phone rang.

Taking out his mobile phone and taking a look, Zhou Congwen immediately sat up straight with his back straight.

"Boss." After answering the phone, Zhou Congwen said respectfully.

"Xiao Zhou, I took the patient to the Imperial Hospital for CT reconstruction. It is a tumor in the upper right lung. It looks relatively simple. Do you have any other needs?"

"Not anymore, boss." Zhou Congwen smiled respectfully.

"That's it." Huang Lao hung up the phone directly.

"Congwen, why don't you go to the Imperial Hospital for an examination at 912?" Shen Lang was puzzled.

"Do you know the Imperial Hospital?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"What broken hospital? I don't know." Shen Lang was puzzled.

"Break the hospital? Don't make trouble." Zhou Congwen said, "The latest medical machines in the country are all settled in the Imperial Hospital. The health care team was first established in the Imperial Hospital. The technical strength of the Geriatrics Department there is the highest in the country."

When it came to the health care group, Shen Lang's eyes showed yearning.

"Our hospital's CT has two rows, 912 has four rows, and the Imperial Hospital has eight rows," Zhou Congwen said.

These figures... are simply too shabby for Zhou Congwen.

In the future, 128 and 256 CT will be available all over the country, and in 2002, there were only 8 rows of CT in the Imperial Hospital.

But now not only the Imperial Hospital, the highest level of CT in the world is only 8 rows.

"Oh, oh, Mr. Huang means that you are going to perform a demonstration operation. It's better to be more serious in the preoperative examination, right?"

"Well, do a three-dimensional examination to avoid tumors invading blood vessels." Zhou Congwen said, "The boss is very stable in his work. You should learn more."

Shen Lang's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

I really want to learn, but I have to have a chance.If I take the patient to the Imperial Hospital by myself, the doctors there will never accept me.

What Zhou Congwen said was nonsense.

……

……

Huang Laoji pulled on his cotton shoes and walked in the CT room of the Imperial Hospital with his hands behind his back.

"Sister Li, I'm here to trouble you." Huang Lao knocked on the door of an office and said with a smile.

"Xiao Huang, what patient is it?" An old man stood up to greet Mr. Huang.

"I recently took in a new apprentice, and the annual meeting is about to be held. I am going to do a demonstration operation. I will bring the patient to you for a CT scan."

"What surgery are you going to do? Maybe it's also a laparoscopic cuff resection." The old man asked.

"It's also..." Huang Lao's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled faintly, "The son of Academician Chu brought it for an examination?"

"It just so happens that you are here, come and have a look together." Mr. Li beckoned and called Mr. Huang to come over.

She didn't care about the fierce collision among the thoracic surgery community. In the eyes of the elderly, there are only patients and diseases.

"It's also a tumor in the right upper lung, and it needs a sleeve resection. I asked and said that I plan to learn to use laparoscopic surgery this year."

Mr. Huang nodded, and went to the film reader to watch the film carefully.

"It seems that there is no violation of the blood vessels, but I always feel that something is wrong." Mr. Li concentrated on watching the film, "Xiao Huang, you do this, tell me your opinion."

Mr. Huang looked at it for a long time, and after at least 10 minutes, he said slowly, "Sister Li, it looks fine, but I don't think it's beautiful."

Chapter 0575 The next work

not beautiful.

This description is definitely not medical vocabulary, nor is it any code word.

What Huang Lao said was inexplicable and imaginative, but Li Lao nodded, she understood what Huang Lao was talking about.

"I thought it was okay after watching the movie, but this part..."

As he spoke, Mr. Li clicked on the video with his hand.

"This place always makes me feel uncomfortable, Xiao Huang, you are right, it's not beautiful."

"If it were my patient, I would suggest thoracotomy." Huang Lao said seriously, "Laparoscopy is very risky, not to say that surgery is risky, but the possibility of switching to thoracotomy is very high."

The two elderly people with a combined age of 70 began to discuss the images of the patients brought by the "Mayo Boy". They were full of energy and did not look like old people at all.

"I'll give Academician Chu a call."

Half an hour later, Huang Lao said calmly.

"Well, this patient has a problem. It is better to suggest a thoracotomy." Li Lao also agreed with Huang Lao.

After the patient brought by Mr. Huang finished the CT scan, the two read the film together.

The condition of this patient is very simple and clear, and the surgery patients selected by Mr. Huang are first-class—the condition is clear, simple and easy to perform.Although laparoscopic lobectomy is the ceiling of surgical difficulty in thoracic surgery, Mr. Huang used his own ability to minimize the difficulty of the operation.

For demonstration surgery, the most difficult patients will not be selected. After all, hundreds of pairs of eyes will be staring at them throughout the operation, and the surgeon will inevitably be nervous. Patients who have no problems must be selected to avoid accidents.

Mr. Huang went back to his office at 912, and went through the films he had given to Zhou Congwen's selected patients.

After confirming that it was correct, Mr. Huang picked up his mobile phone, found Academician Chu and called him.

"Xiao Chu, I'm Lao Huang." Huang Lao said straight to the point, "The patient chosen by your son has imaging problems. I talked with Old Sister Li and suggested not to have laparoscopic surgery."

"..." Academician Chu was startled on the other side of the phone.

At this point in time, Mr. Huang called such a call, with the name of Mr. Li Guozhen, was he threatening himself to make Chu Yuntian withdraw from the annual meeting?

"The movie I watched with Old Sister Li, if there is something wrong, we can't tell. But the problem is that the video doesn't look good, you know what I mean."

Huang Lao Youyou said that he didn't avoid suspicion because of academician Chu's son, the "Mayo boy" and Zhou Congwen's competition.

"Old Huang, I understand." Academician Chu smiled, "I'll tell Yuntian right now."

"Okay, then I'll hang up." Huang Lao said briefly and hung up the phone.

On the other side of the phone, Academician Chu pondered while holding the phone.

Chu Yuntian sneered, "Dad, did Mr. Huang beat you?"

"Yes." Academician Chu pondered.

"It's really low, to mess with my heart, even making this kind of phone call. Is this a threat? Is the threat useful?" Chu Yuntian said disdainfully.

"How do you say it? Do you have any respect for old comrades and old gentlemen?" Academician Chu scolded.

"Respect? He deserves it too." Chu Yuntian said, "What's not beautiful? This comes from a doctor's mouth... Hey, the domestic level is really low."

Regarding Chu Yuntian's doubts, Academician Chu had nothing to say.

There is indeed a problem with Huang Lao's description, it is not beautiful, this is not a special vocabulary for doctors to describe films.

"The film was sent to my teacher through the Internet, and he said it was okay." Mayo boy Chu Yuntian said, "I am not his disciple and grandson in China. If I say something bad, I will stop competing on the same stage? Impossible. "

Academician Chu frowned and pondered, and did not speak for a long time.

"Dad, what is that Zhou Congwen's origin, how could he make Mr. Huang do such a thing." Chu Yuntian asked.

"I've met Zhou Congwen." Academician Chu began to talk about how he met Zhou Congwen in the provincial capital in the summer, and he organized his thoughts while telling the story.

In Academician Chu's view, Mr. Huang is not such a person.But it's just too strange to make another "directive" call.

"A very proud boy, this time I will teach him to be a man." Chu Yuntian said indifferently.

"I'll ask Mr. Li."

After all, Academician Chu was young, so when he called the top existence of the Imperial Hospital, he didn't call Mrs. Li like Mr. Huang, but Mr. Li.

Chu Yuntian didn't dare to show any disrespect to Mr. Li, but his eyes revealed his true thoughts.

After dialing the phone, Academician Chu said respectfully and politely, "Mr. Li, hello."

"Xiao Chu, Xiao Huang has already told you."

Academician Chu was taken aback, it seemed that what Huang Lao said was correct, the two old people should have watched the film together.

As for Mr. Huang persuading Mr. Li to join the game, Academician Chu didn't even think about it. Who is Mr. Li?How can you play such a child's trick.

"I said it, but I don't understand it." Academician Chu said respectfully, "Mr. Li, Mr. Huang said that he didn't see any problems with imaging, but he just doesn't think it's beautiful."

"Yes, I also have this doubt." Mr. Li said lightly, "The operation should be performed through open chest surgery. Laparoscopic surgery is risky."

"Okay, I'll tell Yuntian right now, I'm sorry to bother you, how are you doing recently?"

"not bad."

"I'm going to the imperial capital for a meeting next week. When is your outpatient clinic? I'll come to see you. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm panicking."

The two chatted for a while, and Academician Chu hung up the phone.

"Yuntian, did you hear that?" Academician Chu asked intently.

"Tch, say there is a problem but can't tell what the problem is. We are in medical treatment, not fortune-telling." Chu Yuntian was disdainful in his heart, but he didn't want to offend Mr. Li for no reason, but the disdain in his words couldn't be concealed.

"For the sake of caution, let's change the patient."

"Dad, I don't have enough time." Chu Yuntian also had the idea of ​​changing patients. He could disbelieve what Huang Lao said, but he couldn't doubt what Li Lao said.