Back in 2002 as a doctor

The operation went smoothly. The stone was removed and the net was taken out. There should be no secondary injuries.

But what did he do to cause the patient's death?

Wen Yuan thought sadly, over and over again, but there was no answer.

Suddenly, the phone rang, startling Wen Yuan.

"Director Han."

After Wen Yuan saw the phone number, he felt that he had been swallowed by dark clouds, and he felt bad all over.

He answered the phone and said in a low voice.

"Professor Wen, a patient died in the Department of Gynecology. He said that you did ERCP yesterday. Come to my office and explain the situation at that time."

Director Han's voice was neither sad nor happy, as flat as water.

Wen Yuan knew this person well, he knew that the most serious situation should be that Chief Han smiled and asked him to go to the medical office to drink tea, and the best would be that he yelled at him.

But Director Han's tone was so calm, Wen Yuan didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Full of frustration, Wen Yuan had to go through the Palace of the King of Hell in the medical office and walk through mountains of swords and seas of fire, which made Wen Yuan even more depressed and uneasy.

On the other side of the phone, Director Han had already hung up, and a beeping blind tone came from the phone.

Wen Yuan was silent, and suddenly he smelled the choking smell of ganoderma lucidum.Is it Zhou Congwen? !

Turning his head suddenly, Wen Yuan didn't see Zhou Congwen's figure, it was his own illusion... Wen Yuan sighed deeply.

It would be great if Zhou Congwen was here at this time.

When thinking of Zhou Congwen, an old hooligan sitting in the locker room with a cigarette in his mouth, talking nonsense, Wen Yuan felt like a lifetime away.

He picked up the phone, hesitated for a long time and finally called Zhou Congwen.

"Hey."

After hearing Zhou Congwen's voice, Wen Yuan's mind suddenly stabilized.

Zhou Congwen is like a mountain, which brings him an infinite sense of security.Although he was not in the provincial capital, Wen Yuan still felt that steady atmosphere.

"Hello? Professor Wen? Is the signal bad?" Zhou Congwen's voice came.

"Professor Zhou, I am here." Wen Yuan immediately explained the matter tremblingly.

"Professor Zhou, I... recalled it..."

Wen Yuan was very embarrassed, and he didn't know why he called Zhou Congwen.

The patient is dead, it's too late to say anything now, is it comfortable to be scolded?

Yes, Wen Yuan hoped that someone could scold him.

Pain, guilt, self-blame, these negative emotions filled Wen Yuan, unable to extricate himself.

He even hoped that Zhou Congwen would pinch himself against the wall by his neck and yell at him.

But nothing happened, but Zhou Congwen's voice was a little colder.

"The ERCP was done first, and then curettage today. What happened to the patient in the gynecology outpatient operating room?"

"Yeah." Wen Yuan hummed, "I can't think of what I did wrong. I'm going to the medical office to report the situation. I want to tell you first."

Wen Yuan couldn't help using the address "you".

"Okay, I see." Zhou Congwen said coldly, "Go and do your work first."

"..." Wen Yuan was heartbroken.

Zhou Congwen's voice was colder than expected, he was staying out of it!

Also, Wen Yuan held the phone and smiled wryly.

This is a piece of shit, what are you doing calling Zhou Congwen?It's not to save Taiwan, call him to help me pick up the shit basin?

Is that possible?

Zhou Congwen looks young, but in fact he is slick, even older than the old clinic.

Regardless of how Zhou Congwen is, it depends on Liu Wei's rigor and conscientiousness. All drugs must be checked even the manufacturer and production date...

It must not be anesthesia, Wen Yuan suddenly thought of Liu Wei, and felt a little emotional.

Liu Wei should be as stable as Mount Tai now, after all, before the operation, he could see the anesthesia clearly and clearly.

It was only after an accident that he knew that all of this was necessary, and he would be lazy if there was no accident, Wen Yuan sighed deeply.

His thinking was a bit messy, and he had already thought of the cautiousness and seriousness of Zhou Congwen's medical team members from Zhou Congwen's indifference.

Looking back now, the seriousness of the members of the medical team was tinged with indifference, as cold as a machine.

But no matter what he thought, Wen Yuan regretted it too much, and even felt that new technology is an extremely unstable job, and it is better to touch it less.

After all, a dead person, with such a great pressure pressed down like a mountain, Wen Yuan's three views were crushed and shattered.

Zhou Congwen didn't say anything, obviously rejected himself, Wen Yuan had no choice but to change clothes and go to the medical office.

What to do next is very simple, I am a dead fish on the chopping board, if I am willing to kill or cut, I can do whatever I want.

……

"Zhou Congwen, what's the matter?" Elder Huang asked.

"A patient died, I guess something went wrong." Zhou Congwen said in a deep voice.

Huang Lao nodded, as if he knew Zhou Congwen's choice.

"Boss, I don't think there is much to improve after the operation. The patient recovered well three days after the operation and can be discharged at any time. Then I... go back first?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Go back and get busy." Huang Lao said, "If the patient dies due to ERCP, pay attention to appease the emotions of the patient's family members, and also take care of the operator's emotions. Not to mention that dead people are normal, you can't give up eating because of choking."

"Yes, boss."

"But I don't think so." Huang Laodao, "There are always people who are willing to shirk responsibility, and it happens that ERCP is a new technology..."

Zhou Congwen nodded. His boss didn't finish his last words, but he knew what the boss meant.

……

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Note: A certain period of time, an illusion of mine.After more than a dozen or dozens of major rescues, the illusion of self-confidence bursting.

Chapter 1437 Two fists are invincible to four hands

Wen Yuan came to the medical office hesitantly, raised his hand and knocked on the door, his heart tightened again and again after hearing Director Han's voice, and finally pushed the door open and went in.

"Professor Wen, sit down." Director Han's attitude is still kind, but Wen Yuan's mind is a little confused, he can't tell whether Director Han is laughing out of anger, or if he wants to spare himself.

Sitting down with anxiety in his heart, Wen Yuan put his hands on his knees like a primary school student, his waist straightened, his knees tightly together, trying to squeeze out a smile, but it was uglier than crying.

"Professor Wen, tell me about yesterday's operation." Director Han said lightly.

Wen Yuan described yesterday's operation process.

In fact, there is nothing to say, the operation is very simple, and the process is not thrilling.Because the stone was successfully removed, the patient recovered well after the operation. In the end, Wen Yuan and the anesthesiologist Liu Wei went to the ward to take a look at the patient.

Because of Liu Wei's insistence, the two went to see the postoperative patient. At this moment, Wen Yuan had more excuses.

After the brief statement, Wen Yuan fidgeted and waited for the "trial".

What he said was so simple that Wen Yuan felt a little confused.

The attitude is not correct enough, which means that Director Han may think that he does not want to admit his mistake. Professor Wen Yuanwen coughed immediately after speaking.

"Director Han, I have thought about the operation process several times..."

Wen Yuan wanted to continue, but what should he say next?

Surgery has its own problems?Still don't have a question of your own?

Whether there is a problem or not, Wen Yuan is at a loss, he doesn't even know what the problem is.

He knew that this kind of blank emotion was the most terrifying, because it meant the unknown.

"You don't need to say it." Director Han listened to Wen Yuan's report while flipping through the printed medical records. His voice was not high, but there was a chill in it.

When Wen Yuan heard Director Han say this, he almost didn't cry.

Anyone who is an individual can hear the impatience and even disgust in Director Han's tone.

"Let's go back first." Director Han said immediately.

"Han Chu..." Wen Yuan still wanted to struggle, he said embarrassingly.

"Huh?" Director Han drew the end of his voice and looked up at Wen Yuan coldly.

With cold eyes, like a sharp knife, Wen Yuan's heart ached, as if he had been stabbed.

"It's really impossible if Professor Zhou is not here." Director Han seemed to be talking to himself, muttering.

He waved his hand, chasing Wen Yuan away like a fly.

Seeing Wen Yuan going out, Chief Han shook his head slightly.

When Zhou Congwen was there, the flowers were blooming like brocade, and the fire was cooking oil. Everything seemed to be thriving, and new technologies were developed rapidly. Many people in the provincial capital gradually became aware of the various new technologies of the Second Hospital of Medical University and gradually changed their minds.

Although it has only been less than a year, the changes have been huge, and even the old friend next door, the First Hospital of the Medical University, is embarrassed to send a kind-hearted old director to study.

However, once Zhou Congwen is gone, the good times will not be there.

Doing ERCP can kill people!Director Han felt bitter when he thought of this, and felt very helpless.

Although it is said that appendicitis will kill people, medical treatment is like this, no one can guarantee that they will survive after being on the operating table, and all operations have a probability of cure.

But this is too fast!

Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou often runs 912 recently to study new surgical techniques, and is going to participate in the new surgical techniques of next year's World Cardiothoracic Surgery Competition, but there is a fire in the backyard of his home...

Director Han sighed deeply.

Standing in front of him, Wen Yuan seemed unwilling and wanted to explain something.

Director Han also hopes that Wen Yuan can speak out one, two, three, four, five calmly like Zhou Congwen, and clarify the truth of the matter with iron-like facts.

It's a pity, just by looking at Wen Yuan's expression, Director Han knew that all this was a fantasy.

Wen Yuan couldn't say anything, this was his medical malpractice.

The point is that Wen Yuan's head is full of water, he doesn't know anything, he doesn't even understand what mistakes he made.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

Just as Wen Yuan was about to leave in embarrassment, there was a knock on the door.

Before Director Han could speak, three people opened the door and came in.

Wen Yuan took a look, and his whole body was cold to the heels.

The people who came in were the chief director and two deputy directors of the Department of Gynecology. They had serious expressions, and their steps seemed to be going forward.

There are so many gynecologists in the department, this is here to force people, Wen Yuan knows it very well.

Seeing Wen Yuan, Director Du of the Department of Gynecology looked even worse. She snorted coldly, then came to Director Han, bowed slightly, and said politely and respectfully, "Director Han, I went to find out more about the matter. After everyone's discussion , agreed that it has nothing to do with our gynecology."

Director Han didn't speak, but continued to look through the medical records.

Director Du didn't feel embarrassed, she continued, "What we are doing is a curettage operation, which is very simple.

Last year, more than 2100 cases of this procedure were performed, and 1900 cases were performed the year before last. There are also data from before, and I believe Director Han knows about it.This is a mature and old surgical method, and there is no possibility of sudden death during the operation. "

"Cutting and curettage have also killed people." Director Han said lightly.

"Director Han!" Director Du is very aware of the relationship between Director Han and Zhou Congwen, and also knows that ERCP and Zhou Congwen are inextricably linked. After having the Department of Vascular Intervention, we all embolize the uterine artery in patients with massive bleeding, and there have been no irreparable malignant medical events."

After finishing speaking, Director Du saw that Director Han was silent, so he looked at Wen Yuan viciously.

If eyes can become real, Wen Yuan has already been torn into countless pieces at this time.

"Professor Wen, we have discussed it internally in our department. There is absolutely no problem with curettage. We all agree that you had complications during ERCP, which led to the sudden death of the patient."

"We think it's a thrombus." Another deputy director adjusted his glasses and said seriously, "There was a thrombus in ERCP, and the embolus entered the blood circulation, causing acute myocardial infarction in the patient, and there was no time for rescue."

"Professor Wen, you should give an explanation at this time." Director Du said gloomily.

Wen Yuan's nose was sour, and his legs were a little soft.