Back in 2002 as a doctor

"Really, the boss didn't believe it at first, but a check of [-] million was lightly placed on the boss's desk." Deng Ming subconsciously clenched his hands into arcs, as if he was about to drink water in a second.

"I'm going... [-] million? Is she the richest man in the country?"

"I watched the news online a few days ago. The richest man is Rong Zhijian, with 60 billion yuan."

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Everyone in the operating room concluded their speech.

It doesn't matter if Zhou Congwen did a good job in the operation. In the operating room of 912, there were not a few young people with outstanding talents.

Even if Zhou Congwen belongs to the genius among geniuses, everyone would not be so surprised.

But the term richest man is far away from 912.

Of course, there are various kinds of richest people who come to 912 for surgery, and spend a lot of money, all kinds of extravagance, but itinerant nurses and anesthesiologists can't connect this word with Zhou Congwen.

"However, Rong Zhijian's 60 billion is mainly equity. If it is really cash flow, I think Zhou Congwen's girlfriend has more money."

"!!!"

"Old Deng, don't talk nonsense." The itinerant nurse said contemptuously, "If Zhou Congwen has that ability, why would he be a doctor?"

"This is ideal, it is belief, it is..."

"How come you are like Mr. Huang, and you start to value values ​​as soon as you talk." The itinerant nurse said contemptuously, "Be honest, don't talk nonsense here."

"I asked." Deng Ming didn't leave in a hurry, and watched the anesthesiologist wake up with a smile, and sat in the corner of the operating room with his stool.

"My little junior won a big prize this year."

"500?"

When the original 500 million was mentioned, everyone should be very envious and salivating.

But Deng Ming mentioned a check of 500 million before, under the sunlight, the grand prize of [-] million seems nothing.

"This year's football lottery, you know, my little junior won alone, and the bonus seems to be nearly [-] million."

"I go!"

"He is so rich and still works as a doctor, is his brain sick!"

"That's not right, just throw all the money out?"

Deng Ming was waiting for the messy surprised comments in the operating room, he laughed, very proud.

"Zhou Congwen's girlfriend, Xiaobie, works in oil futures. It seems that she has made a lot of money recently. A few hundred million yuan is nothing. She wanted to spend more money a while ago, but the boss didn't dare to ask for it."

The atmosphere in the operating room began to feel a little strange.

"Is this your little brother who fell in love with a rich woman? The kind who pays a lot of money to ask for a child?"

"Don't be kidding, Liu Xiaobie is Zhou Congwen's little landlord, he is a childhood sweetheart, and he has a good relationship." Deng Ming said with a smile, "I don't usually look rich, the boss goes to Jianghai City, and the food is all Ordinary barbecue stand, what is it called? It seems to be 萉垟."

"So, don't think about it too much. My junior brother has already had a good name. Besides, he's all about surgery. This kind of person is the most boring. Even if you have a girlfriend, you can't stand it."

This is true.

How many people were hospitalized in 912 were greened after staying in the hospital for half a year, or they broke up silently and peacefully.

As a result, the position of hospital chief is daunting to everyone, and some people even give up the 912 system directly because they want to be hospital chief.

"The last rescue, I think Zhou Congwen was quite humorous." The itinerant nurse was puzzled, "The joke in the other place is still laughing when we talk about it."

"In a few days, my junior brother will come over to accompany the boss to attend the annual meeting of Circulatory Internal Medicine, but I guess we won't have a chance to see him."

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"Mr. Huang picked up a treasure? Not only is he highly skilled, but he even solved the problem in the laboratory?" The roving nurse asked with a look of astonishment.

"The key is what do people want?"

"It's not good to do something with so much money. It has to be spent on scientific research."

There are different opinions, mainly because I don't understand why.

Deng Ming chuckled, but he knew that this was normal.

My boss is nearly [-] years old, so he is still in the front line of clinical operations every day.It's just that there are very few people like him, very few.

"By the way, Director Deng, why did Zhou Congwen attend the annual meeting of the Department of Circulation? If Mr. Huang is invited, you should be with him."

"I can't do it. The level of cardiac interventional surgery is much worse. That is to say, I can do it, which is equivalent to a professor leading a team from Fuwai. No matter how much, I dare not say it." Deng Ming told the truth.

"Huh? Where's Zhou Congwen?" the itinerant nurse asked.

"I don't know, but I heard that he had undergone surgery for Budd-Chiari syndrome with a X-ray machine in Jianghai Third Hospital." Deng Ming smiled, "His level must be very high, but I don't know how high it is. , so the boss is going to take him for an operation."

"what?"

The nurses smelled something from Deng Ming's mysterious and furtive expression.

As for introducing Zhou Congwen to the equipment nurse, no one mentioned it again.

A little rich woman with so much money, don't care if she looks good or not, the little nurse doesn't have any chance, why bother to sprinkle salt on people's wounds.

"Hey, didn't you see that the boss didn't have surgery today?" Deng Ming said.

"That's right, what's Mr. Huang doing? I thought the old man was not feeling well." said the anesthesiologist.

"Studying a new surgical method." Deng Ming said, "The boss has recently pondered a new surgical method, which is about the interventional surgery treatment of vascular plaques at the coronary artery bifurcation."

"That's not right, should we find someone else? Mr. Huang, he works in cardiothoracic surgery."

"Same, same. If it is punctured, don't we have to go to the cardiothoracic surgery department to repair it? Especially for new surgical methods, from pondering to forming, I don't know how many accidents there will be. If there is no heart to escort behind, who would dare to fool around." Deng Ming Said very gently to the doctors and nurses in the operating room.

"Old Huang still has such a big head!"

"Of course, Zhou Congwen flew over these few days, but he should not be doing surgery in our outpatient operating room, but go to the interventional catheterization laboratory to study new surgical methods."

"Huang Lao can figure out a new technique just by thinking about it? This... is a bit too much. I don't disrespect the old man, but what you said, Director Deng, is a bit too exaggerated." The anesthesiologist didn't believe it.

"The boss can be guessed by us?" Deng Ming said with a smile, "Let me tell you, my current level can't even catch up with half of the boss when he was young, let alone scientific research ability."

"Director Deng, is it reliable?"

"The boss said that it is basically reliable. It is the kind of technique that can be written in the guide, subverting the traditional cognition."

"Such a cow?"

"Of course, the boss is researching recently. Zhou Congwen may have to accompany the boss to make two sets after he comes."

Deng Ming knew they didn't believe it.

It is true that academics have nothing to do with status, but it does have something to do with hidden poking.

Otherwise, no one will believe in the new technique, only the boss has this vision!

"Circulatory internal medicine...hahaha, their head nurse told me something." The itinerant nurse began to gossip, "Some time ago, a patient was pulled in for rescue. Half an hour of cardiac compression plus defibrillation was useless, and finally announced Clinical death."

Just as Deng Ming was about to walk out of the operating room, he paused.

Clinical gossip, he still likes to hear it.

This is different from driving a car. All kinds of clinical gossip show the limitations of medicine from the side.And the boss likes to listen to this kind of stuff in his spare time. For him, this is entertainment.

"Everyone was exhausted. After rescuing 12 patients that night, the doctors and nurses were so tired that they almost collapsed. The patient I just mentioned couldn't be saved, and no one could do anything. In the end, the little nurse who was training was asked to press for a few minutes and do her best."

"The little nurse didn't understand anything. After pressing, she started to defibrillate. The energy given...it is said that the skin on the patient's chest was blackened by electric shock."

"I'll go... This is disrespecting the remains." Deng Ming was speechless.

It was a minor medical accident, and if you got to the bottom of it, the teachers would have to follow suit.

"Director Deng, I don't want you to be so big-headed." The itinerant nurse said contemptuously, "The defibrillator was put down, the skin was burnt, but guess what, the patient's heart rate returned. It is said that at that time the hospital in the circulatory department was always scared. I can't stand up... Hahaha, I guess I'm tired."

"This life is really big."

"Your family, Zhou Congwen, is going to the circulatory department for surgery. You must be nice to the trainee nurses. Otherwise, those little nurses don't understand anything. What if they put a defibrillator on Zhou Congwen's body?"

Deng Ming was speechless. This joke was not funny, but there were mistakes at the time, and the rescued patients were indeed fatal.

"Is the patient recovering well?" Deng Ming asked.

"Okay, nothing happened. It took half an hour to be rescued inside, and the shrouds were prepared at home, but there was nothing wrong with the person, and now I have been discharged from the hospital. It is said that I bought a lot of things when I was discharged from the hospital, and I gave away three pennants alone. .”

Man, sometimes life really matters, Deng Ming turned and went out.

When he came to the dressing room, he took out the thermos and sat on the chair, thinking about Zhou Congwen quietly.

The doctors who changed clothes all said hello to Deng Ming, and some acquaintances even joked about the thermos cup, but Deng Ming didn't care, he quietly thought about his cheap little brother.

Can the new surgical method of circulatory interventional surgery work?

Deng Ming had similar doubts before Zhou Congwen's sleeve surgery, but Zhou Congwen used one operation after another to tell Deng Ming that he was not only good, but also very good.

Men, who wants to say no.

Hey, it's probably okay, Deng Ming thought about it for a long time and finally smiled, took out his mobile phone and called Zhou Congwen.

"Director Deng, what's the matter?" Zhou Congwen's hearty voice came from the phone, he was happy and seemed very happy.

Deng Ming was taken aback.

During the annual meeting, the boss himself stood up and took the lead in applauding. The applause in the big conference room was like a tide, but Zhou Congwen was very calm, just like the boss, as if he had seen similar scenes countless times.

At that time, I was not smiling or excited, so what kind of happy event is that?

"Xiao Zhou, why are you so happy?"

"Ha, Director Deng, have you seen the mascot?" Zhou Congwen asked a random question.

"Mascot? What's that?"

"Dean Xiao came to study, and he brought the treasure of their town hospital. Not to mention, 18 patients were admitted in a day today, and I have to go to Zhang You to help me adjust a few beds."

"..." Deng Ming was silent.

"By the way, Director Deng, what do you need from me?"

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"The boss is studying a new technique, and I want to ask when you will come." Deng Ming said with a smile.

"I haven't reported to my boss yet. I have accepted 18 patients today, and the operation is estimated to take two days. Actually, I can finish it in one day, but the team has not worked together. I am afraid that I will not be able to stand such a large-scale actual operation, and I am worried about accidents. I am still stable. Take it easy."

"Do you know how to perform cardiac interventional surgery?" Deng Ming asked.

Yes, I am very good at it, an answer floated in Deng Ming's mind.

"Yes, I'm very good at it." Sure enough, Zhou Congwen replied afterwards.

Deng Ming sighed lightly.

"Director Deng, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"It's okay, come here in a few days, I'll watch you do interventional surgery, and learn."

"There's nothing to learn. Interventional surgery is good for strength...hahaha, it's actually very simple." Zhou Congwen typed a haha, and Deng Ming knew what his little junior brother meant.

I can't learn it by myself.

Interventional surgery requires extremely strict control of strength, which is different from the requirements of surgical operations.

Thinking about it, the ability to manipulate the guide wire at point [-] to do whatever you want is simply not something that ordinary people can do.

Only talented people like the boss can learn it, as for others...

My boss has been trying to promote interventional cardiac surgery, but one is that there are not many people who are willing to do it because the surgery is difficult; the other is that the requirements are too high and there are fewer people who can meet the standards.

It's just that this kid spoke too truthfully, telling himself that he couldn't learn it.

Deng Ming smiled slightly, I still don't believe it!Isn't it just an interventional operation?Isn't it the crush technique, what can't be learned!

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Zhou Congwen hung up the phone and looked at Xiao Kai with a smile.