Back in 2002 as a doctor

"A chest doctor, what the hell is he! Do you really think that the nervous system is the same as his circulatory system?! What's the matter, what is the matter!"

"Do it, let them do it. The old Tan of the hospital is a dog, I think he panicked!"

The more Director Hui spoke, the angrier he became, and he waved his hands with a ferocious expression on his face.

The second-tier professors lowered their heads when they heard Director Hui swearing, not daring to say a word of nonsense.

However, he was also very surprised why director Tan of the hospital office didn't trust his own director, but asked someone from another department of the outer hospital to come.

He knew all about the academician workstations of the Second Academy, but academicians also had disciplines, and the bigger the name, the better.

But he, a professor with a group, doesn't want to get involved in this kind of thing.

When the gods in the sky are fighting, you just need to stay away, or else one will accidentally splash blood on your face.

Director Hui not only didn't get better after cursing a few words, but became more and more angry, his face was blue and his condition was extremely bad, as if he had respiratory alkalosis.

"Director, then..."

"Send Dean Lin there! Damn, what else can I do." Director Hui said angrily.

He couldn't help it, and he had to pinch his nose and send him to the operating room.

After all, the dean was ill, and if he didn't follow him, he would definitely suffer when Dean Lin recovered.

With the test sheet, Director Hui escorted Dean Lin to the operating room.

After sending the person in, Director Hui stood in a corner and looked at Zhou Congwen's back with hatred.

Damn it, I don't know what ecstasy drug Zhou Congwen gave Director Tan of the hospital office, and why he asked a doctor from the Second Hospital to diagnose and treat him.

So young, this is bullying Dean Lin's brain, and everyone has become confused.

Director Hui looked at Zhou Congwen angrily.

"I'm going for surgery." Zhou Congwen said to Director Tan of the hospital office after seeing that Dean Lin had already carried it onto the flat car, adjusted the machine.

"The director of Circulatory Medicine is still on the way."

"No, I can do it myself."

Zhou Congwen went to brush his hands, disinfected them, and laid out the sterile sheets, and the vice presidents and directors of the first hospital were stunned.

in such a hurry?

Although not everyone knows the prime time of cerebral infarction, Zhou Congwen told everyone the urgency of the disease with his actions.

Intubation, superselection, angiography.

Zhou Congwen in the operating room did not move for a long time after seeing the image.

Director Tan of the hospital office couldn't understand the images, so he asked in a low voice, "Brother Xiao, how are you doing?"

Xiao Kai didn't speak, and his face was a little weird.

"Brother Xiao?" Director Tan asked again.

"Strange, I didn't see a brain infarct."

"..."

Director Tan of the hospital office was suddenly dumbfounded.

One second he was full of confidence, and the next second he fell into the abyss.

Zhou Congwen is his biggest trump card.Now there is a problem with Zhou Congwen's diagnosis, and the agreed cerebral infarction is gone, so what to do next.

"There is no hair on the mouth, so you can't do things well." Director Hui whispered behind him, "It's best to be fine, let's see how he explains it this time."

Xiao Kai frowned and looked back at Director Hui.

"Didn't you also give aspirin, according to the treatment of cerebral infarction?" Xiao Kai is not cowardly, if someone says Zhou Congwen, of course he will stand up.

Especially since this is the first court, not the second court, it is necessary to refute all doubts without hesitation.

Originally, Xiao Kai would not do this, but since he knew that Huang Lao was killing all directions in Bordeaux, he gradually became aware of it.

Therefore, this time he fought back without hesitation, as the chief steward of Zhou Congwen's medical team.

"You don't understand radiography? There is no cerebral infarction!" Director Hui didn't answer Xiao Kai's words, but kept talking about the wrong initial diagnosis.

Just as Xiao Kai was about to refute, he suddenly saw Zhou Congwen turn around and step off the stage, and quickly shut up.

I can't learn from Huang Lao, and argue with others on the bright side.And what is involved is not one's own major. If you want to debate classics, you may end up being ashamed.

Xiao Kaicai didn't believe that Zhou Congwen made a mistake in diagnosis, how many times the facts proved that Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou was correct.People can even cure rabies, a cerebral infarction or suspected cerebral infarction, what's the problem with the treatment?

It's absolutely impossible.

"Send it back." Zhou Congwen said after coming out, "It's not a cerebral infarction."

"No, then what are you doing?" Director Hui also mistook Zhou Congwen for Xiao Kai, and immediately retorted.

"Diagnostic treatment, if there is a problem, direct thrombolysis, the effect is quite good within 4-6 hours." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "But the diagnosis result found that it was not a cerebral infarction. After returning home, I gave hormone shock treatment, and then I took the pathological examination. Tissue biopsy."

"hormone?!"

"Didn't you normally use dexamethasone? Isn't that how you treat it? Then how do you usually treat it?" Zhou Congwen looked at Director Hui suspiciously.

Director Hui was taken aback by what was said, and then said angrily, "Can the hormone shock be the same as the normal dosage?"

"Let's go back and talk." Zhou Congwen didn't quarrel with Director Hui, but said lightly, "Director Tan, I'm planning a hospital-wide consultation, and I'll share my opinion."

"Oh oh oh."

Seeing that Zhou Congwen was quite cautious, Xiao Kai found an opportunity to drag Zhou Congwen to a place where no one was around.

Zhou Congwen was dumbfounded by Xiao Kai.

"Professor Zhou, how could it not be a cerebral infarction? The symptoms are so typical." Xiao Kai did not question the wrong initial diagnosis, but made it clear that he also thought so.

"The symptoms are okay. Did you see a small pulmonary nodule on the apex of the patient's lung when I did the angiography?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"..." Xiao Kai was stunned.

Indeed, Professor Zhou Congwenzhou did a good job in treating small pulmonary nodules, but what time is it now, and he is still discussing small pulmonary nodules.

Isn't this a joke.

Could it be that Professor Zhou was too nervous and just made a small joke?

Xiao Kai carefully looked at Zhou Congwen's face, but he didn't see any joking expression.

"Professor Zhou, small nodules... shall we do wedge cutting?" Xiao Kai asked tentatively, not knowing what Zhou Congwen meant.

Immediately, Zhou Congwen looked at Xiao Kai like a fool.And there seemed to be a trace of pity in his eyes, and he felt embarrassed to see Xiao Kai.

"..."

"When is this, how can you care about small nodules?" Zhou Congwen asked rhetorically.

Xiao Kai burst into tears. Is this how the superiors made sense?Professor Zhou was not like this before, or he was in a bad mood because of the wrong initial diagnosis.

"I think it's sarcoidosis, and I'll wait for the puncture after consultation with the whole hospital." Zhou Congwen said.

Xiao Kai was stunned.

Pulmonary nodules, sarcoidosis, doesn't Professor Zhou mean the same thing?

Zhou Congwen made a diagnosis and turned Xiao Kai's head covering.

"Principal Xiao doesn't understand." Zhou Congwen smiled, "Go to the whole hospital for consultation, and I won't repeat it. Dean Lin...is this luck good or bad."

Chapter 1338 The Diagnosis Has Been Clear

Director Tan of the hospital office, several vice presidents, and department directors stood in the ward, and the atmosphere was a bit chilling.

Dean Lin has symptoms, but not too serious. He is as stern as before.

But half of his face was numb, expressionless, and looked a little strange.

"Why didn't the thrombolysis work!" Dean Lin asked in a strange voice.

"Institute Lin, Professor Zhou said that there is no cerebral infarction." Director Tan of the office replied in a low voice.

"No cerebral infarction?!" Dean Lin pointed at his expressionless half face and said angrily, "Am I okay? Isn't this a cerebral infarction?"

"Linyuan, Linyuan, don't be angry." Director Hui quickly advised, "At this time, pay attention to your blood pressure, and lie down and rest. You have edema on the top of your right temporalis, and you are not moving well."

"..." When Dean Lin heard that there was edema on the top of the right temple, he felt uncomfortable all over.

At this time, people are always afraid.

Although it is impossible to say that all thoughts are lost, Dean Lin has a vague understanding of medical knowledge. He has seen patients with cerebral infarction and cerebral hemorrhage, so he has a strong psychological shadow.

All kinds of distracting thoughts surfaced, Dean Lin's right cheek trembled a few times, then he slowly closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths.

"Xiao Tan." Dean Lin tried his best to calm himself down, and don't make his condition worse because of high blood pressure.

"Linyuan." The director of the hospital, Tan, lowered his head and put his ear in front of Dean Lin.

When Dean Lin opened his eyes and saw this scene, his anger rose again.

"I'm not dead yet, are you listening to the will!"

Director Tan of the hospital office was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head slightly.

"Professor Zhou said that there is no cerebral infarction, and he is planning to consult with the whole hospital." He reported in a low voice.

"Consultation, fucking..." Although Dean Lin was impatient and angry, he still took back all the swear words at the last moment.

"What does consultation mean, Director Tan probably doesn't know." Director Hui pretended to be sad, and sighed, "That is to say, Zhou Congwen didn't diagnose at all, and he didn't know how to treat it, so he called everyone here to discuss it together. Let's see what happened to the Forest Court."

Director Tan of the hospital office had a serious expression on his face, but in front of Dean Lin, everything he said seemed wrong.

He is the one who strongly advocates inviting Zhou Congwen, and he is also the one who believes in Zhou Congwen.

but……

Professor Zhou really lost the chain, director Tan of the hospital office wailed in his heart.

Maybe I placed too much hope on my heart, and now I have such a strong sense of loss in my heart.

After seeing the CT and MRI images at first, he said it was a cerebral infarction, and Director Tan of the hospital office was still very happy.After all, what kind of "golden time" is it, if the operation is performed in time, it will be fine.

However, the operation was also done, but in the end Zhou Congwen denied his judgment.

Director Tan of the hospital office has forgotten the five words Zhou Congwen said about diagnostic treatment. Dean Lin didn't recover immediately, because Zhou Congwen's level is not enough!

At this moment, he gradually began to complain more.

"Dean Lin, I have already contacted several experts in the imperial capital to let them see the situation." Director Hui did not continue to blame Zhou Congwen, he said to Dean Lin.

"En." Dean Lin hummed, and then sighed unconsciously.

The imperial capital is far away from the provincial capital, and if you have to fly over with the film, even if it is accepted properly, you will not be able to diagnose it until noon tomorrow.

Thinking that he was about to suffer hemiplegia, Dean Lin became extremely anxious.

But he also knew that there was no other way, it would be good to be able to contact God, could he still ask world-renowned experts for consultation?Dean Lin himself knew that this was impossible.

"When will the people who are immune to rheumatism arrive?" Director Tan of the hospital office stood up and asked.

"Hurry up, I called just now and said it will be 10 minutes, I'll press it again." The little clerk replied immediately.

"Hospital Lin, we are going to have a consultation with the whole hospital. You should rest first." Director Tan of the hospital office said to Dean Lin as gently as possible.

Dean Lin waved his hand indiscriminately and sent people away.

The room became quiet, and Dean Lin's eyes were full of little stars.

He knew exactly what hemiplegia meant.

I have no future, if this is still the case within half a month, the few people below will find all kinds of ways to retreat to the second line.

Retiring to the second line means that all the glory that I have now will no longer be there.

All kinds of flattering looks, the director and the head of the department came to report to me when they had nothing to do, and...

Everything, everything is going to disappear.

Dean Lin's heart was empty, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

He has seen similar situations over the years, and he has done a lot of psychological construction for himself.For example, there is a boss who was depressed in the first year after retirement, and then got esophageal cancer.

Whether esophageal cancer is related to retirement has no theoretical basis in medicine, but Dean Lin thinks there is a relationship.