Back in 2002 as a doctor

this time.

Must win!

Chapter 0875 your boss is still your boss

Johns Hopkins Hospital.

Shen Tianci sat on a chair, lazily basking in the afternoon sun.

His legs were resting on the table, and he did not appear to have the rigorous style of a doctor at all.

But this kind of rude thing was done by Shen Tianci, but it gave people a feeling that it should be like this in the first place.

He didn't appear to be rude, on the contrary, he gave people a sense of intimacy because of his lazy demeanor.

"Teacher." Shen Tianci's student walked in with a notebook in his hand, and said helplessly, "The organizing committee has sent another invitation letter. Would you like to go?"

"No." Shen Tianci refused without even thinking about it.

"Teacher, this is the judge of the World Surgery Competition, and you have rejected it three times, and they are still inviting you." Shen Tianci's student said, "Why don't you go and have a look?"

"My boss is also a judge. I'm going to be a judge. What do you say when I see the boss?" When Shen Tianci mentioned the boss, his words were kind with an inexplicable nostalgia.

"Teacher's teacher, I should be called Master." Shen Tianci's student joked.

"I was kicked out a long time ago... No, I left by myself, so I don't need to be ranked." Shen Tianci said, "Although I am very curious, I still have to bear it myself."

"curious?"

"Eight years ago, I was the boss's closed apprentice. I really want to see that young man named Zhou Congwen. His surgery is really good."

"It's really good. If you didn't explain the technical details to me about the thoracoscopic sleeve surgery, I wouldn't be able to understand it."

"In my 20s, the operation is so good, it really gives me a bright feeling." Shen Tianci laughed, "In another ten years, he can catch up with me."

"Impossible, teacher!" Shen Tianci's student insisted.

Shen Tianci shook his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, thinking of the boss's closed disciple who replaced him.

It seems that the boss still has a long-standing problem these years, and he only thinks about surgery and treatment, completely ignoring the feelings of the people below.

It is okay to say that the doctor is benevolent, that he is ignorant of world affairs, and that he is clean and pure.

But no matter what other people say, the boss's surgery is the best in the world, and what's even more amazing is the boss' ability to guide students.

explain in words

By example

Shen Tianci felt it more clearly than others.

The boss has not many students, only a handful of them, but all of them are top doctors in China and the world.

then……

As soon as Shen Tianci thought about his quarrel with the boss back then, he immediately drove the unhappy memories out of his mind and asked, "How is the situation in Wellington?"

When Wellington Hospital encountered unsolvable problems, it naturally sought the world's top cardiothoracic surgeons and cardiologists.

And Shen Tianci is one of the few top doctors.

It's just that he has a lazy personality and doesn't want to fly. In addition, Shen Tianci judged the illness and knew that things were very, very difficult, and the boss also went to Wellington Hospital, so Shen Tianci found an excuse to decline.

Although he rejected the invitation from Wellington Hospital, Shen Tianci has been paying attention to the situation there.

If the patient dies, it must be a big event, and Shen Tianci has a vague premonition, or trust in his boss - the boss has a way to solve seemingly unsolvable problems.

This is a rather inexplicable and weird idea, accumulated over the years from the boss's words and deeds, diagnosis after diagnosis, and operation after operation.

When I came to Johns Hopkins, everything is good, so I just answered the sentence, more money, less work, less responsibility.But when encountering difficulties without the boss by his side, Shen Tianci always felt that something was missing.

"I'm going to ask."

"Hurry up, that fellow Miyamoto has already pierced the coronary artery out of the dissection. If it's too late, I'm afraid everyone will be gone."

A few minutes later, Shen Tianci's student stood in front of Shen Tianci holding a mobile phone in a daze.

"What's your expression?" Shen Tianci asked.

"Teacher, it is said that the operation for that person has been completed, and it is said that he can leave the hospital bed early tomorrow morning for recovery..."

Before he finished speaking, the lazy Shen Tianci suddenly sat up straight, exuding a faint murderous aura like a steel gun.

Shen Tianci's student was taken aback and subconsciously took half a step back.

"It's done? Who performed the operation?" Shen Tianci asked in a deep voice.

"Old Huang...and his students."

"Zhou Congwen!" Shen Tianci's pupils shrank.

Zhou Congwen's name seemed to be an organophosphorus pesticide, a potent one, which instantly poisoned Shen Tianci.

"What about the surgery?"

Shen Tianci's student shook his head.

"Let me ask."

It is impossible for his students to do this kind of thing, how can he understand.

And Shen Tianci's curiosity was completely ignited, he was even more Shen Lang than Shen Lang, and made phone calls one after another.

Half an hour later, Shen Tianci sat on the chair in a daze.

He had no idea that his boss would use that dangerous but unbelievable magic method to solve the problem.

The point is - he succeeded!

And it was not a success. The anterior descending branch and the circumflex branch underwent two artificial coronary artery dissection operations, twice!

If once, it could be a coincidence.but twice...

Shen Tianci left 912 and was invited to become a tenured professor at Johns Hopkins. When he became the BOSS, 912 had just introduced the dsa machine, and the conditions were so difficult that he couldn't compare with the rich and powerful US Emperor.

This is also one of the reasons why Shen Tianci left 912.

And in just a few years, the boss has actually mastered this technology?

Shen Tianci knew that his boss was awesome, and he also knew that his boss could perform operations that others could not imagine.

But in only a few years, the boss is already eighty years old, and he can still make this unique...

wrong!

Shen Tianci was poisoned by organophosphate again, his pupils shrank to the size of a pinprick.

Not only the boss, but even Zhou Congwen, who replaced him as a closed disciple, can perform this kind of operation.

Shen Tianci is well aware of the difficulty of creating an artificial artery dissection.

No one at Johns Hopkins can do it, and no one at Wellington can do it. Only the boss in the world should be able to do it.

A boss is still a boss after all, even if he is 80 years old.

Seeing Shen Tianci being silent for a long time, his student plucked up the courage to ask in a low voice, "Teacher, that..."

"It's okay." Shen Tianci waved his hand, "Call Jos's secretary, I performed surgery on him last year, and he said he can come to him for anything."

"..." Shen Tianci's student was taken aback.

Jos is a nickname known only to the closest friends of the big man.

What did the teacher ask him for?

"I need the surgery video, damn it, why didn't I go to watch it!" Shen Tianci's laziness had long since disappeared, he growled viciously in a low voice.

"I must see how the operation is done, definitely! No matter how much it costs! Tell Jos's secretary that I'm going to see him. As soon as possible, the sooner the better!"

Chapter 0876

When Zhou Congwen and his boss returned to the imperial capital, there would definitely be no one to pick them up after they landed. The two of them just talked about the usual situation on the plane.

The special plane flew back and forth, and if the car was not prepared after landing, the person in charge of the reception might be out of their minds.

After getting off the plane and getting in the car, Zhou Congwen saw that his boss had been closing his eyes and resting his mind, and asked worriedly, "Boss, are you in good health?"

"Of course it's okay." Huang Lao closed his eyes but did not sleep, and said slowly, "The length of a career depends on many things. For me, it's okay for now."

Zhou Congwen is well aware of how much the boss has paid to prolong his career.

Zhou Congwen admired the ability to perform artificial dissection at an octogenarian age, a technique that only existed in legends.

He very much hopes that he can do the same when he is the boss's age, but when he thinks of the life of an ascetic monk, even an ascetic man like Zhou Congwen is a little apprehensive.

It's not like a star, who maintains his form during his playing years, at most ten years of strict self-discipline.The boss persists for decades until the end of his life, and those who can do this are as rare as a feather.

"I'll take you home, and then I'll..." Zhou Congwen was about to go back to the Second Hospital of the Provincial Medical University to see postoperative patients, when Huang Lao's cell phone rang.

Hearing the sound of the mobile phone, Zhou Congwen felt a little palpitation.

This is the root cause of frequent emergency operations in Jianghai City.

It is estimated that this life will not be good.

Contrary to Zhou Congwen, Huang Lao took out his mobile phone, glanced at the caller ID, and his eyes began to light up.

"Is there a patient?" Zhou Congwen was too familiar with his boss, so he asked helplessly.

He had something to do right after he returned to the imperial capital, and the boss seemed very happy. This man had already integrated his life into the hospital and into saving lives.

Mr. Huang didn't answer Zhou Congwen's words, so he nodded and connected the phone.

"Old Huang, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry."

The person on the other side of the phone didn't say anything, but apologized repeatedly.

"It's okay, I've already got off the plane. Tell me, what's the matter."

"Old Huang, my father is ill. I will take someone to 912 first, but I heard that you and Director Deng went to England for consultation, so I can only..."

The person on the other end of the phone began to tell what had happened.

Zhou Congwen's expression changed slightly as he listened.

It turned out that the father of the person on the other side of the phone, that is, the patient, began to have symptoms such as coughing and dyspnea three years ago, but because the symptoms were relatively mild, he did not pay attention at that time.

He didn't go to the nearby hospital until his condition got worse.

The doctor diagnosed chronic bronchitis after auscultation and ordered a CT.The patient was not checked because he was afraid of radiation from CT.

Prescribed some medicine to take home orally, but the effect was very poor.After treatment, the symptoms of cough, sputum, and dyspnea not only did not improve, but got worse.

I had no choice but to come to 912 to find Mr. Huang, but Mr. Huang and Deng Ming had already gone to Wellington Hospital, so the patient's family had to take the patient to the Department of Respiratory Medicine.

After examination, a doctor in the Department of Respiratory Medicine found that she had decreased pulmonary diffusion function, and CT also showed diffuse ground-glass lesions.

The Department of Respiratory Medicine has been doing inspections for the past few days, but there is no result.

Inexplicable pneumonia, inexplicable cough, inexplicable decline in lung function.

Everything is inexplicable, even a domestic giant like the 912 is helpless sometimes.

After listening to the patient's family members, Mr. Huang closed his eyes and said calmly, "Did Lao Lin travel abroad before he got sick? I have always heard him say that he is going to Argentina and Brazil."

"Old Huang, no." The patient's family member said honestly, "My father can't stay idle even after retirement, and even wants to give me a ride. He never left the imperial capital."

"Is there a similar situation among the people I have contacted recently?"

The other party hesitated for a moment, "Old Huang, I can't say that well, but I haven't heard of anyone like my father."

"Boss, the patient has no history of chronic emphysema and bronchiectasis."

Zhou Congwen had never heard his boss ask about it, and he knew from his speech that the patient should be familiar with the boss, so he was probably fine, but he asked in a low voice out of caution.

Huang Lao shook his head.

Strange, nothing happened, why is this happening?Zhou Congwen frowned in thought.

The family members of the patients gave very few conditions, and the concerns of ordinary people are different from those of doctors.Some doctors think it is a key point, but the patient's family may not be aware of it.

Mr. Huang didn't make a diagnosis for a while, and sat in his seat thinking.

Thinking about it, if it was so easy to issue a diagnosis, 912 would have made the diagnosis long ago, so why bother to find Mr. Huang.