Sleepless Doctor

Latest website: Director Chen wanted to go with Wu Mian. Professor Barak stared at him with his eyes widened, and Director Chen was taken aback.

"Bellak, are you crazy today? The mad beef that you ate two years ago was infected with prions, which caused your brain to become muddy?" Wu Mian frowned.

"Boss, I want to secretly ask you a few things." Professor Barack whispered.

"I'll finish watching the film in a while." Wu Mian said.

"But I can't wait."

"What if there is no such patient?" Wu Mian asked.

"I will go to the hotel to find you."

Wu Mian shrugged, ignored the goods, took the pathological specimen, and rushed to the pathology room with Director Chen leading the way.

...

In the pathology department, two doctors waited nervously.

A girl quickly checked the standard procedure, but she was still worried, holding the rules and regulations and looked at it over and over again.

"It's just an intraoperative freezing, you are so nervous." Another person asked.

"Director Chen said it was an expert who supported the field to come to see the pathology."

"Don't make trouble, you must have heard it wrong. Now that all of our forces are controlling the epidemic, how can it be possible for a foreigner to perform the operation. Besides, it is not impossible even for the operation. I heard that the doctor who came to support There are many surgeons in it. Can you bring the doctors from the pathology department to Tianhe, are you sure there is nothing wrong with your brain?"

"What's weird about the pathology department? Huaxi also brought an oxygen pipeline engineer."

"That's why people should bring pathologists to do because they are afraid of problems."

"The director made a special call, so be careful, in case it is a big cow from which hospital. Haven't you heard that there is a foreign professor Bai who is in the operating room to provide support and perform emergency operations. His level is very high."

"Professor Bai?"

"Bethune,"

"impossible……"

While she was talking, she stared at the door for a moment.

Director Chen strode in, and behind him was a young doctor with a "scar" face. In his body, he followed a foreign doctor with a cat on his waist, looking cautious.

"Little Liu is on duty, Director Lin told you."

"Director Chen, I've said it." A doctor stood up and said carefully, "I'm all ready, I will do the pathology."

Director Chen looked back at Wu Mian.

"If it doesn't violate the system, let me do it." Wu Mian smiled, "Malignant atrophic papulosis is relatively rare."

Director Chen knew that Teacher Wu had only said half of the words.

This disease is rare, and it is unlikely that it can be diagnosed at the level of three hospitals. When the time comes, a "?" will appear in the report, which is not disgusting enough.

Similar things often happen. During the operation, the surgeon does not know whether it should be cut or not.

You say cut it, pathology has not been diagnosed; no cut? It is malignant.

This "?" is a sign of disgusting people.

But there is no way, the pathology department also has its own difficulties, especially the positive rate of intraoperative freezing is lower than that of paraffin blocks, and people with insufficient level will definitely not be able to see it.

"This is Mr. Wu, the deputy editor of the tenth edition of "Diagnostics"." Professor Chen briefly introduced, "Ms. Wu will do the pathology himself, so prepare for it."

The two doctors looked at Wu Mian blankly.

This person looked young, but there were deep strangle marks on his face, as if he had been cut several times and was disfigured. The tenth edition of "Diagnostics"? He compiled it? Director Chen is sure you are not joking?

A doctor started preparations quickly, and Professor Barak pulled Wu Mian a little, "Boss, I want to ask you something."

Wu Mian handed over the pathological specimens to the pathologist, squinted apologetically with Director Chen, and walked out of the pathology department with Barack.

Intraoperative freezing means that the tissue removed from the operating table is placed in the freezer at about -20 degrees and frozen into hard pieces, which are then made into sections for rapid diagnosis. The freezing time takes 5-10 minutes, and Wu Mian is not in a hurry.

"Barack, what do you want to say?" Wu Mian asked after leaving the pathology department.

At this time, the third hospital was deserted, and if there was no need, no one would come to the hospital at this time.

Barack glanced back and forth like a thief, leaned close to Wu Mian, but was kicked by Wu Mian.

"Keep your distance." Wu Mian frowned.

"Boss, you are amazing! I thought for a day and finally figured out what you are going to do." Professor Barack said.

"What are you going to do?"

"Are you worried about causing panic, are you still forcing doctors and nurses to support Tianhe?" Professor Barak had an expression that I understand, "In fact, everyone in your expert group knows that the situation is impossible to reverse!"

"It must be so, they only need a plane to go!"

"Your imagination is so rich." Wu Mian said contemptuously.

"But why did you deliberately make yesterday's data look so scary? Shouldn't it... I know, let ordinary people get used to it and accept it. This is a natural punishment, it must be!"

Professor Barak was talking nonsense.

"What are you talking about, give you 30 seconds, I'll go back and make the freeze." Wu Mian said coldly.

"Boss, did the doctors and nurses who came to support the doctors and nurses be pointed at by guns? Or they use money! It must be the case. They don't know that the money can't be spent at all. What is your name?"

"Mingbi." Wu Mian's face was gloomy, dripping with water.

"Yes! It's Mingbi! In fact, it's Mingbi."

"Bellak, I think this is the difference between Huaxia and Mountain City." Wu Mian sighed and said patiently, "When I came to support, you were also there."

"That was once. Everyone didn't know what kind of virus it was, and thought it was a very ordinary one."

"That's the case. If you talk about money, the doctors and nurses who come to support may give you a little subsidy. Whether the money can be distributed depends on the leadership of the hospital. The doctors and nurses who come to support know this in their hearts. But they still came."

"What do you mean?" Professor Barack looked at Wu Mian in confusion~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I estimate that 30% of the people can receive subsidies, which is pretty good, and the money is not much, at least with protective clothing. Compared with the battle against unknown viruses, there are not many. I ask you, if this kind of thing happens in the United States and you are required to be severely ill, how much money do you need? "

"Boss, dismissal is a very troublesome thing, you are a tenured professor, you may not care about this."

Wu Mian shrugged.

"Let's put it this way, Barack, I didn't tell lies, the situation is really getting better now. And the doctors and nurses who come to support are not for money, let alone being forced.

They may sigh after receiving the news, which is a troublesome thing; or they may scold their mother, why didn't the leaders of the Gou Ri hospital go to the front line. But when it's his turn, few people will persuade him. "

"It's a weird value."

"That's the difference."