medical simulator

Yang Yifeng asked, "Why did it take you so long to come to the operating room?"

"Don't mention it, I met a god! If I could come earlier, I don't think amputation is necessary, but there is no way, this is also a rescue operation."

Then Zhou Chengcheng told the story of Xu Kairan back and forth.

Yang Yifeng said solemnly: "A poor person must have something to hate, and a hateful person has a lot of pitiful things. But this is not the reason why they can judge whether others are guilty or not."

"This man, you have to be careful."

"Well, I know. I'm too lazy to inquire about the grievances between them, just do my own thing well, and we can't judge their right or wrong, or their sins."

"Do things by yourself, do your best, and be ashamed of your heart." After Zhou Cheng washed his hands, he sprinkled the water.

Just when they were about to say something more, their phones rang almost at the same time.

The two glanced at each other, shrugged their eyelids, and Yang Yifeng said, "I'll report to my girlfriend, you can arrange the time and talk yourself..."

"Okay, pay attention to your body." Zhou Cheng smiled at Yang Yifeng and joked.

Yang Yifeng sprained his ankle and almost fell down!

Chapter 313 Crazy!

"Did you just finish the operation at this time? Liu Shiyu also told me that you and Yang Yifeng might have gone out with ghosts." An Ruo hid in the bed at the moment, because it was the weekend, staying up late to watch dramas, and waiting for Zhou Yifeng by the way. into the next operation.

Sometimes, habit is a very scary thing. Zhou Chengcai went to Changshi for less than two weeks, but An Ruo was already used to chatting every day, otherwise she always felt that she was not at ease in her heart.

This kind of unaccustomed is somewhat similar to Zhou Cheng when he first left the magic city, it was exactly the same.

However, An Ruo's tone already showed that she actually didn't believe it.

"Well, the situation is more complicated. I'll eat something first, and I'll talk to you slowly on the way back."

"Oh, you haven't eaten yet, so you can eat first. Send me a message on the way back later, and take a shower and sleep when you get home. It's late." An Ruo didn't talk much, and took the initiative ended the conversation.

Zhou Cheng returned to the table, and after waiting for Yang Yifeng for less than half a minute, he also resolved the call over there.

"Are you so fast?" Seeing Zhou Cheng, Yang Yifeng immediately increased the speed of the car.

"Just make a phone call, how long will it take? Be serious. Let's talk about business, do you think Director Zhang Jin's project has been solved?" Zhou Cheng directly changed the subject, he was too lazy to drive with Yang Yifeng.

Yang Yifeng's driving thinking is not as good as Zhang Zhengquan's, and his thinking is still a little lacking.

"What do you think? Since you asked, you must already have an idea in your mind?" Yang Yifeng quickly regained his composure, and then asked Zhou Cheng back.

Before, although he didn't express his opinion, Yang Yifeng knew that Director Zhang Jin was from Changshi No. [-] Hospital. He had seen more patients than them, and he also understood the psychology of patients here better than them.

Although a good operation can improve the quality of life of the patient, it is necessary to find a way to solve this problem when some patients cannot be persuaded to undergo surgery and conservative treatment is of no avail.

This is a psychological characteristic of ordinary people, and of course it can be completely left alone.

If you encounter unresolvable contradictions and just ignore them, then there is no need for so-called research.

You can't walk in the world with the heart of a great sage, but you can't lose your heart of a child. You don't necessarily regard yourself as a person who can help the world, but you can also combine reality, master methods, and use your abilities. This is the correct answer .

A gentleman does not stand under a wall of danger!

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

To a certain extent, it can be said that the current Zhou Cheng and Yang Yifeng can break away from ordinary yellow and white things for a short time to think about problems, so naturally they won't just listen to it.

Zhou Cheng sighed, and said, "Yi Feng, let me ask you a question. Do you think Xu Kairan's behavior is right or wrong?"

"Surely wrong? What does this matter have to do with you? What happened before has nothing to do with you, and what happened now has nothing to do with you. We are just doctors who were temporarily called in for surgery. It involves so-called grievances."

"If you stop you, then he is wrong." Yang Yifeng did not hesitate.

"But I respect his choice, and his choice is naturally right." Yang Yifeng was very determined, with a serious expression, and no personal feelings in his words.

Hearing this, Zhou Cheng's heart trembled. The reason why he discussed this matter with Yang Yifeng was because Yang Yifeng and Xu Kairan's encounters were similar, but the specific forms were different.

Yang Yifeng's parents were hit by a drunk driver when they were traveling, and the perpetrators got away with it, and they were released on medical parole. They were very happy.

During this period of time, others may not know what Yang Yifeng was thinking.

However, from the simulated world, after Zhou Cheng knew some special skills of Yang Yifeng, he realized that during that time, Yang Yifeng had so much malice towards them.

Fortunately, Yang Yifeng did not retaliate against the society, otherwise, Yang Yifeng might appear in the news, or some news would be shocking, and then it would end without a problem.

However, Yang Yifeng finally chose to be alone to heal his wounds, and did not take much revenge. Whether he did anything specifically, Zhou Cheng didn't know, but at least, he did not do things that human morality cannot tolerate.

And this Xu Kairan, what is he, a gangster, at least on the surface, he looks like a gangster.

But in fact, at least others still talk about filial piety. It's not that his family doesn't have money, and it's not that he can't afford the ICU. It's not that it doesn't matter. The ICU director of Changshi No. [-] Hospital persuaded his mother to leave the ICU, and her condition worsened. .

I went to contact the intensive care unit in the special ward, and it was booked. Are you angry?

Of course there is.

"Oh! I'm actually very complicated, and I don't know how to think about this matter." Zhou Cheng was quite entangled.

Yang Yifeng smiled and said: "If you don't know how to think, then just don't think. If you have a complicated mood, let it be complicated. It has nothing to do with you. It will always hang high and gradually fade away."

"If you are not in the game, you will never be able to understand the mentality of the people in the game. We are just doctors. What we can do is quite limited."

However, Yang Yifeng did not just pretend to see through everything for Zhou Cheng, but continued to analyze: "The matter of Xu Kairan's mother, in essence, is actually a manifestation of insufficient medical resources and uneven distribution. It will be resolved in a while."

"Zhou Cheng." Yang Yifeng looked at Zhou Cheng solemnly, and called his name.

"I know that after you come to Shanghai, you want to do something different, and your perspective will be bigger and wider than before. But as your friend, I still want to remind you that if you sometimes , pulling the angle of view too high.”

"It's out of the trivial world!"

"The vision is too high, the mood is too heavy, the more you see through, the less fireworks in this world. Whether you want to eat fireworks or not, you have to decide for yourself. I think my ability is limited and my ambition is so little. I don't want to drill into it."

Yang Yifeng's warning resounded in Zhou Cheng's ears like a bell.

What does Yang Yifeng mean by this? Do you feel that what you want to do is too high?Too flimsy to be real?

"You can tell me bluntly. We are of the same generation, so we don't need to pretend to be profound. If you have any opinions on me, you can tell them directly." Zhou Cheng himself has no one to set up, and he doesn't like to guess the answer. People like to do this, but this is not what Zhou Cheng wants.

Yang Yifeng took a deep breath: "The so-called theories, including the relatively unfathomable principles in our clinical practice, are all the essence gradually purified by each patient."

"The so-called research is actually to analyze most of the characteristics from the level of big data, and to grasp it as a whole."

"The so-called improvement is only based on theory and research, and then goes deeper, but in the end, all bearers will have an objective object, and this object is random and not specific."

"Is this so difficult?"

"I know that your mind is very big now, but if you can't look up from the bottom, from the reality, but only look down from the top, then you will always feel that you are standing too high, too fake, Space."

"It's like I usually write novels. Everyone knows the structure, the outline and even anyone can come up with a few sentences, but how to fill them in and make the story more real, more pyrotechnic, or fairy-like, or It's the fantasy ghost Lu Li."

"It depends on the filling of the details. It's cool, powerful, and beautiful to blow up a planet with bare hands, but such a scene exceeds the perception of normal people to a certain extent."

"Let me say one more thing here, don't take it to heart. Just like the so-called minimally invasive fracture internal fixation you are doing now, is this fracture surgery good? Of course it is good."

"It doesn't matter whether it's the time of the operation, the curative effect of the operation, or the residual incision after the operation. However, in terms of its specific application, it is still the patient. Some people have money, so they don't care about the extra few thousand yuan, but some people If there is a person who has no money, if he can solve the problem, it is good.”

"So, specific issues need to be analyzed in detail."

"Some people definitely want to pursue better and better quality. But some people, their pursuit is only usable, practical, real, and touchable."

Yang Yifeng went on to say: "For another example, the aesthetics of actresses and chaebols, isn't it good-looking? It's certainly good-looking, but is it useful?"

Hearing this, Zhou Cheng probably understood what Yang Yifeng meant, so he interrupted and said, "You use it, is he serious?"

Yang Yifeng choked with a brow.

Just in time, the barbecue also came up, two sets of fried rice, one was placed in front of Zhou Cheng, and the other was placed in front of Yang Yifeng.

"Don't talk about it, what I mean is that everyone has their own position, which is an anchor point. Just like me, in my life, at least at this stage, Liu Shiyu is my girlfriend Yes, I will spend the rest of my life here."

"It's like myself. I am now a doctor at the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University. I may have spent my whole life here."

"We are doctors. We have been in this circle all our lives. If we do things outside this circle, that is, outside the field where the anchor point cannot be stabilized, it will be a bit dangerous."

"That's all I'll talk to you about, let's eat and eat." After Yang Yifeng finished speaking, he stopped pushing Zhou Cheng and started eating.

Like a starving ghost.

Well, Yang Yifeng has one good point, that is, like Zhang Zhengquan, he is not too picky about food, but now Zhou Cheng, who was brought by An Ruo, is a bit picky eater, and he has developed towards a foodie.

The fried rice here is average in taste, and the taste of barbecue can only be said to be barely delicious. It can only be said that it is more suitable to satisfy the hunger.

Speaking of barbecue, the barbecue in Xiangxi and the barbecue in Yueshi are more comfortable...

Zhou Cheng memorized Yang Yifeng's words and didn't think about it.

The two finished eating quickly, and each yo-yoed.

Of course, when leaving, Zhou Cheng still told Yang Yifeng to pay attention to his body and exercise restraint.Yang Yifeng was almost numb, rolled his eyes, ignored Zhou Cheng, and took a taxi and left.

On the way back, Zhou Cheng called An Ruo to chat, while recalling Yang Yifeng's words, he felt that Yang Yifeng was also quite interesting.

Yang Yifeng told Zhou Cheng about his confession before. It was in Shashi. At that time, Yang Yifeng was still obsessed with writing.

This might be Yang Yifeng's second confession to Zhou Cheng, but this time, what Yang Yifeng said was Zhou Cheng himself.

Zhou Cheng feels that his recent state is indeed a little drifting. He is not thinking about some subversive subjects such as anatomical foundation, but he is thinking about the hierarchy of doctors, overall teaching planning, and what is more, he wants to go to Simulate clearly the case structure that prefecture-level city hospitals can access, and then think of ways to solve the problem of imbalance.

However, if you think about it carefully, which of these three points can be easily resolved?

none.

All of them are very troublesome, and they cannot be dealt with in a short period of time.

Although, each one has a great impact, if it can be done, it will not only change the world, but at least it will change many people.

Yes, even if these subjects have achieved results, the final object is still a human being, and it should not be too fake, otherwise, I will not be the direct contact object of what I want to do.

You are already a god, and if you go to save sentient beings, will you save well?

You are no longer a human being, how can you know the afflictions of being a human being?

You are not poor, how can you personally experience the troubles of the poor.

You are not rich, and you cannot understand the troubles that rich people have.

If you are not an ordinary person, it is difficult for you to understand all the experiences of ordinary people.

Just like myself, I couldn't understand An Ruo in the previous state, so stupid.

Just like Yang Yifeng, he might not be able to understand how he envied Yang Yifeng a year ago.How wonderful is Yang Yifeng, eight-year program, undergraduate, master, and Ph.D., high talent...

For example, Zhang Zhengquan, Zhou Cheng still hasn't figured out why Zhang Zhengquan wanted to rub his own KFC back then.

"Zhou Cheng, are you home yet? I seem to have heard the car master tell you to get out of the car." On the phone, An Ruo said.

"Oh, I'm here, and I was just giving money." Zhou Cheng explained to An Ruo that now, after his aptitude has been improved, he can barely do two things at once. Happening.

After explaining one or two things, I returned home, played a video with An Ruo, and looked again at An Ruo, who was hiding under the blanket and wearing pajamas that were extremely cool in summer, showing a lot of beauty.

"An Ruo, you should go to bed early too. We'll talk tomorrow. There's still plenty of time left on Sunday. Today's special situation shouldn't happen tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll see you tomorrow."

Zhou Cheng also said hello, and after washing up, he fell asleep.

……

However, when Zhou Cheng was sleeping, Fang Chujun and Muyin did not fall asleep.

Fang Chujun didn't rush back to Changshi Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital until after eleven o'clock. After finding his wife at the door of the operating room, he didn't go directly to him with a tired expression, but went to rub his face first.

"How is it? Is your daughter's operation still out?" Fang Chujun asked.

Muyin turned her head, looked at Fang Chujun coldly, without saying a word.

"What's wrong? Something happened?" Fang Chujun's heart sank!

However, he felt strange that if something went wrong during the operation, as the patient's father, it was absolutely impossible for him not to be notified!

Mu Yin replied coldly, there was almost no one around, so the voice was a little louder: "Director Lu just came out and told us that the amputated leg of my daughter was transplanted by that doctor Zhou Cheng again!"

"Fang Chujun, that's what you said. Without Dr. Zhou, this hospital wouldn't be able to operate, right?"

"If Dr. Zhou could enter the operating room early, then it would be impossible for my daughter to be amputated!"

Fang Chujun opened his mouth, as if he was listening to a scripture.

Amputated, then transplanted, what the hell is going on in this Changshi Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine?

Muyin's voice also disturbed an old man who was resting next to him. The old man was seven or eighty years old. He was dozing off, but now he opened his eyes and stood up.

The other party, Chu Jun, said, "Come out with me."