Back in 2002 as a doctor

"Just wait, if you don't believe me, you can go to the Shuai's mansion tomorrow to have a look, it will be fine."

Director Lu nodded, and the previous doubts were completely dispelled by Director Miao.

Mr. Huang is really an interesting old man.

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Note: There were similar medical records in hot searches some time ago, and I had already finished writing this paragraph at that time.Cough cough cough... I have been researching on the issue of manuscript preservation, and it is very difficult to turn around. This is a very serious matter, let's balance it in detail.

What I said was an old thing many years ago. When I saw the hot search, I was stunned, but it still exists.

As above, my lords understand.

Chapter 1547

Early the next morning, Director Lu came to Shuai's mansion.

Walking into the ward, he was surprised to see that the patient had stood up and was walking slowly around the bed in high spirits.

The patient who was dying of illness yesterday went through a 10-minute "treatment", and he was fine the next day. The whole person was in a very good condition. This kind of treatment effect almost destroyed Director Lu's three views.

Mr. Huang didn't know if he slept last night, but he looked much more energetic than he did during the consultation yesterday, and he didn't look old at all.

The patient was exercising around the bed while chatting with Huang Lao. It seemed that the two were very familiar, which Director Lu did not expect.

But there is nothing difficult to figure out. How many big bosses Mr. Huang has come into contact with over the years, he can't use the thinking of ordinary people to figure it out.

After checking the room, Director Lu accompanied Mr. Huang out respectfully, and asked, "Mr. Huang, is the treatment over?"

"No." Mr. Huang shook his head. "Because the patient is relatively old, a small number of treatments were used to avoid acute pancreatitis and more serious complications. Although it is only a small operation, we still need to be cautious."

"How many times?"

"Three times." Mr. Huang walked in front with his hands bowed, Director Lu was behind him, looking at Mr. Huang's back, he didn't think the old man was mysterious, but he found it interesting.

"Old Huang, can you tell me a few words?" Director Lu said.

"What's there to talk about." Mr. Huang walked slowly with his arms behind his back, "Just be careful not to have acute pancreatitis."

"Did you have acute pancreatitis last night?"

"No." Huang Lao suddenly smiled, "1:1, it's quite scientific."

Director Lu was taken aback, he never thought that Mr. Huang would praise himself.

Does this mean that it is a further step on the basis of Liu Lao's research?

At that time, Mr. Liu was only considering some relatively simple treatments, but he did not have B-ultrasound positioning and EUS technology at that time, so all this was just speculation.

Suddenly, Director Lu was stunned.

Isn't this just a big shift in the universe?

In the novel, Jin Yong's description of the great shift of the universe is that the sixth level is already the top level, and the seventh level is the creator's imagination of the future.

And Zhang Wuji directly practiced to the seventh level by virtue of his strong internal strength.

Emmm, not to mention, if it is changed to the current situation, it really makes sense.

As for the 1:1 ratio, Mr. Huang made a further improvement on the basis of Mr. Liu's research. After using EUS technology to solve the problem, he began to think about reducing the chance of complications.

Although the overall operation is very simple, Director Lu will not forget the feeling of being helpless during the consultation yesterday.

Just when Director Lu was thinking wildly, Huang Lao Youyou said, "If you say a few words, you really have something to say."

Director Lu pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"A few years ago, I found 912 and Xiehe medical records related to insulinoma."

"..." Director Lu was stunned.

He always thought that the reason why Mr. Huang knew about this was because he referred to the medical records of the first insulinoma surgery in the country completed by Mr. Liu in 1935, which contained the research materials left by Mr. Liu.

But Mr. Huang just said that what he studied was 912 and all related medical records of Xiehe's diagnosis of insulinoma over the years.

"Among the 904 patients with insulinoma, 44.3% were misdiagnosed as epilepsy, central nervous system disease or mental disease, and a small number of patients even received antiepileptic treatment for a long time."

"The characteristic of this disease is that it is easy to be misdiagnosed. As for the treatment, pouring alcohol into the insulinoma is only a palliative treatment to improve the quality of life of the patient."

"Little Lu."

"Mr. Huang, I'm here." Director Lu bowed behind Mr. Huang, getting closer.

"If you have the opportunity to give a lecture, you can talk about this disease with the doctors in the primary hospital. The treatment is still secondary. The key is misdiagnosis and mistreatment." Huang Lao said slowly, "An insulinoma should be regarded as epilepsy or central nervous system disease. Laizhi, it's really outrageous."

"En." Director Lu hummed.

"Let patients suffer less, this is the simplest and most simple idea of ​​our doctors." Huang Laodao, "Especially for mental diseases, when it comes to similar diagnoses, we must not be negligent or careless."

"Some patients seem to be mentally ill, but what if it is insulinoma? Right."

What Huang Lao said was not complicated, and there was a bit of old man's rambling. Director Lu listened to it in his heart and nodded repeatedly.

"The most outrageous thing is that it is regarded as something upper body. When I was supporting in the countryside, I encountered similar situations." Huang Lao said, "From now on, I will rely on you."

Director Lu suddenly had an inexplicable idea gushing out like spring water.

"It's fine for the patient to do it two more times. I won't get involved in the specifics. I'll go back." Mr. Huang raised his hand, waved it, and bid farewell to Director Lu.

After sending Mr. Huang downstairs, a black red flag was parked at the door, and a young man was standing at the front of the car waiting.

"Zhou Congwen." Huang Lao beckoned, called Zhou Congwen over, and introduced Director Lu.

"If my little apprentice needs anything in the future, Xiao Lu, you can help me a little bit more," Huang Lao said.

Director Lu nodded repeatedly, shook hands with Zhou Congwen, and looked up and down at this young man who has been the number one cardiothoracic surgeon in the world.

Zhou Congwen was so young that Director Lu envied him.

A teacher from a famous family, still young and promising, the future is bound to have a bright future.In addition, Mr. Huang took good care of him, introduced Zhou Congwen to himself "by the way" and said that he would help him in the future, Director Lu was even more envious.

If I had such a good opportunity when I was young, my achievements today would definitely be more than that.

Zhou Congwen got into the car with his boss, and he asked with a smile, "Boss, how are you doing?"

"1:1, it does make sense." Huang Lao looked at Zhou Congwen, "How do you know that?"

"I think some cysts can be burned with alcohol, such as ovarian cysts." Zhou Congwen said frankly, "Although the condition is different, the situation should be similar."

"Well, you put it that way, I recall that several articles mentioned similar views." Huang Lao said, "Zhou Congwen, not bad."

"Boss, look at what you said." Zhou Congwen was thick-skinned, and he smiled perfunctorily regardless of whether the boss wanted to ask further.

"How is that little patient?" Mr. Huang didn't ask Zhou Congwen, but changed the subject.

"It's okay." Zhou Congwen said, "It's offline, and the brain tissue is not damaged."

"That's good, let's see the results of radiotherapy and chemotherapy."

"Boss, you have encountered similar patients and said that they are more sensitive to radiotherapy and chemotherapy. What happened in the end?"

"There is a patient who is still alive. He is lucky." Huang Lao seemed to think of something funny, and said with emotion, "Luck is really good."

Chapter 1548 Zhou Congwen's super power

"How's your luck?" Zhou Congwen transformed himself into a popular character.

"He didn't have the money to go to the imperial capital to see a doctor, so he was going to give up. He used the only 1000 yuan on hand to travel to Hainan, and he was going to die in Hainan."

"Later, when I ran out of money, I wandered in Hainan, thinking that it would be better if I couldn't hold on that day and just died like this. If you want to talk about this person, you can think about it."

"What happened later?" Zhou Congwen asked like a Shen Lang, this is the most basic ethics of a story listener.

"One day, he randomly found a place to sleep. When it was just dawn, he was quarreled, and found that the queue at the door was so far away that he couldn't see the end."

"Oh? What are you doing?" Zhou Congwen became interested, and the corners of his mouth turned up, showing a hint of a smile.

"At that time, the price of houses in Hainan rose sharply. It was said that it was 1 yuan to buy a formality. From the first floor to the sixth floor, it was sold for [-] to [-] yuan."

"Hey, where's the boss you mentioned?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Because he sleeps at the door of the sales office, he is ranked first." Mr. Huang shook his head, "In the end, someone came to buy his place for [-] yuan."

"It happened in the 90s of the last century. At that time, 10 yuan was really a lot of money." Zhou Congwen said.

"A large amount of money fell from the sky, so he took this money to see a doctor in the imperial capital, and found me." Huang Lao said, "After the operation, after a period of chemotherapy, the effect is not bad."

"What happened to that man?" Zhou Congwen asked.

Elder Huang glanced at Zhou Congwen, "Did Shen Lang learn from you?"

"I was led to ruin by him." Zhou Congwen said without changing his face, "Boss, you also know that Shen Lang taught surgery with me, which belongs to Jinzhuzhechi, and I was led to ruin by him, belonging to Jinmozhehei."

"Now, he seems to be the boss of a listed company." Huang Lao said, "After experiencing life and death, some things can be ignored, and he is not so entangled, and he can do things freely."

"It's still lucky, 10 yuan can fall from the sky, amazing!"

"You are also very good, you can drop [-] million." Huang Lao looked at Zhou Congwen and smiled slightly.

"I was fooled casually." Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

When the two returned to 912, Zhou Congwen didn't ask his boss if he was tired, and if he didn't look at the patient, the boss might not be able to sleep well.

First, he took a look at the little patient who had the operation yesterday. Mr. Huang had a brief chat with him. Seeing that the patient was clear and his speech was clear, and that his brain tissue had not suffered any fatal damage, he was relieved.

Back in the ward, Mr. Huang followed him to the operating room and went through the operations room by room.

Zhou Congwen thought it was funny to see that his boss had to go to see whether it was a thoracic operation or not.

After the operation, Zhou Congwen accompanied the boss to the cafeteria for a meal.

The people in 912 were also accustomed to the fact that the people around Mr. Huang changed from Deng Ming to Zhou Congwen, and greeted Mr. Huang one after another.

After dinner, Mr. Huang took a nap, while Zhou Congwen sat in the office and read a book.

When it was approaching work in the afternoon, a young man knocked on the open office door with a cautious expression.

"Teacher, hello." The young man greeted Zhou Congwen politely when he saw Zhou Congwen sitting in the office.

One knew it was the manufacturer's sales, Zhou Congwen smiled and ignored him.

"Please come in." Shen Lang was kind.

"Hello, two teachers." The young man walked in nervously. Zhou Congwen saw that his legs were shaking because of the high tension, and he knew at a glance that he was a novice.

"Hehe, you just became a salesperson, and we don't eat people, why are you nervous?" Shen Lang asked with a smile.

"Hello, teacher." The young man saw Zhou Congwen looking down at the book and ignoring himself at all, so he walked towards Shen Lang with a smile on his face.

"Sit down." Shen Lang said.

The young man didn't sit down, he took out a leaflet from his bag and handed it to Shen Lang.

"Teacher, this is a product of our company, please take a look."

"Glycerin enema?" Shen Lang flipped through the brochure, "Don't you always use soapy water, Kaiserlu or something like that?"

"Teacher, our product..." The little salesman froze the words he had memorized by heart, and his mind went blank.

Zhou Congwen raised his head suddenly and asked, "Did you bring the samples?"

"Sample?" The young man was taken aback.

Zhou Congwen frowned and glanced at him, this guy is really a rookie, he doesn't even know who to turn to for the products he makes.

"Teacher, I..."

"Congwen, don't scare him." Shen Lang said with a smile, "Why do you want the product?"

"Glycerin enema is easy to use." Zhou Congwen said, "I'll check with the manufacturer to see if it's fake or shoddy. If it works, I'll keep it for use."

The young salesman blushed when he heard what Zhou Congwen said. He didn't expect this little doctor who ignored him to be so enthusiastic.

But, does he have the final say?

"As for the product, let me take a look." Zhou Congwen said.

"Teacher... I'll go back and get it."

Zhou Congwen shrugged, these rookies are really hard to deal with.

Don't even bring anything with you, just put your head on your shoulders and start selling.Thinking of this, Zhou Congwen suddenly remembered what Shen Lang said about him being on duty for the first time.