Back in 2002 as a doctor

Everyone knew that Wang Chengfa had fallen into a state of rampage, no one spoke, even Wang Qiang was silent, not daring to touch this bad luck.

"Director Wang, did you write the operation record or Wang Qiang?"

Seeing that Wang Chengfa was leaving, Zhou Congwen asked with a smile.

Others don't want to touch this bad luck, but Zhou Congwen absolutely doesn't care.Adding fuel to the fire and sprinkling salt on the edge of the knife are just appetizers.

"..." Wang Cheng took a deep look at Zhou Congwen with a darkened face.

"Although you are standing in the position of the surgeon, Dr. Wang Qiangwang performed half of the operations. I just asked casually." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "After all, I am the doctor in charge of the bed."

"I'll write." Wang Chengfa restrained the sweetness in his throat and the urge to spit out his aunt, and finished speaking in a low voice, turned around and left the operating room.

It wasn't until Wang Chengfa left that the anesthesiologist let out a sigh of relief.

He looked Zhou Congwen up and down, "Xiao Zhou, have you taken gunpowder today?"

"Brother Wenbo, look at what you said." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "Where did I take the gunpowder?"

"Director Wang is very dissatisfied."

"Oh, the operation was not done by one person. He didn't check clearly, so I just reminded him. If he is satisfied, the patient will have to enter the palace twice and suffer a second crime. Maybe someone accidentally... …right."

The anesthetist was speechless, and even Wang Qiang who was standing across from him didn't know what to say.

Zhou Congwen stood on the prostate of morality to defecate everywhere, and when he said something, everyone was speechless.

But some rules can not be stated explicitly, it can be called unspoken rules.

For example...

Everyone knows that Zhou Congwen will definitely not have a good time going back. In terms of Wang Chengfa's character of vengeance, Zhou Congwen's expulsion is a trivial matter.

For a director who wants to kill the little doctor under him, he has countless means and it's easy.

But Wang Qiang knew very well that Zhou Congwen didn't seem to care, he had a face-off with Director Wang yesterday, and it would be strange if it didn't happen today.

"Xiao Zhou..." The anesthetist pondered for a moment, swallowing the words that followed.

"Brother Wenbo, what's wrong?"

"fine."

Zhou Congwen smiled, he knew exactly what the anesthetist was going to tell him.

Chapter 0016 Don't bully the poor

An hour later, the operation was over.

Zhou Congwen hasn't had a large thoracotomy for a long, long time.

From 10 to 11, grass-roots hospitals officially entered the era of laparoscopy, and many young doctors in the later period have never seen what a thoracotomy is, a one-water laparoscopy.

Zhou Congwen was really not used to this kind of rough work of thoracotomy for an hour and bleeding of 3-500ml.

Moreover, Zhou Congwen discovered a problem when he performed closed thoracic drainage on the patient - his eyesight was still there. After all, he was a surgeon at the pinnacle of medical treatment, and his surgery had already reached the point of proficiency.

But the hands can't keep up with the eyes, which is a big problem.

At this time, Zhou Congwen didn't think about what to do in the future, and his mind was full of thinking about how to get his technique back.

Man, hehe.

Stepping off the stage, the anesthetist followed all the way. Seeing that the patient was in a stable condition, and Wang Chengfa and Wang Qiang were not there, he pulled Zhou Congwen, "Xiao Zhou, smoke a cigarette?"

"Hey, okay."

When he came to the doctor's duty room, Zhou Congwen opened the window, took out the ganoderma lucidum and shook it to the anesthesiologist.

"I can't enjoy your cigarettes, it's too strong." The anesthetist smiled and took out a pack of red country guests worth ten yuan a pack.

Zhou Congwen lit the cigarette, the anesthetist took a puff, and took a deep look at Zhou Congwen.

"Xiao Zhou, you must be more careful in the future."

"Thank you, Brother Wenbo." Zhou Congwen let out a long sigh and said with a smile, "I know."

"Wang Cheng lost his temper. When he quarreled with the patient's family, he took off his white clothes and directly copied the guy's master. I'm afraid you'll make him face... no, he will definitely trouble you."

"I know."

"then you……"

"Brother Wenbo, I won't say anything when I see him make a mistake in surgery." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "We are doctors, so we must have professional ethics."

"As long as you talk big, let me ask you, what if Wang Chengfa gave you small shoes? What if you were kicked out?"

There was no one in the room, and the anesthetist was telling the truth.

"Just him?" Zhou Congwen laughed. "How old he is, how old I am, he will be boiled to death. What do you mean by not bullying young people and being poor? It's probably the current situation."

"..." It was the first time the anesthesiologist heard such arrogant remarks, and his eyes almost fell out of surprise.

"You guys are too honest." Zhou Congwen said, "We work in the establishment. To put it bluntly, as long as I want to lie flat, a director is a fart! Wear small shoes for me? If you make a fuss in the courtyard, the dean will only think Wang Chengfa is so incapable that he can't even control the little doctor under him."

It seems... It makes sense, the anesthetist was smoking a cigarette, frowning.The word lying flat is easy to understand, and he even felt that Zhou Congwen's words were strange.

"In the establishment, can a big-ass director fire me? What the hell." Zhou Congwen said contemptuously.

"Then what if he asks you to report to the personnel department?"

"Let the Human Resources Department come to me, and if you have the ability to explain things clearly in front of the dean." Zhou Congwen smiled, "If you ask me to report, I will report? Are you kidding me? He Wang Chengfa can command randomly, but this pot I will It will definitely not be recited."

Really cool!The anesthetist stretched out his right thumb and gestured to Zhou Congwen.He knew very well that what Zhou Congwen said was simple, but in practice it was extremely difficult.

"Anyway, I'm flattened."

"Lie down?"

"Emmm, even if Wang Chengfa doesn't let me have the operation, what should I do in the future? If I still please him at this time, do you think I'm cheap?

If Wang Chengfa really drove me into a hurry, I would go to stand at the gate of his grandson’s kindergarten every day. I would do nothing but pick up his grandson to and from school every day.

Fuck me?Even his old-fashioned dishes go well with it. "Zhou Congwen said.

What Zhou Congwen said was indeed reasonable, but it was too rigid. It was hard for the anesthesiologist to believe that these words came from the always gentle and kind Zhou Congwen.

Zhou Congwen has seen similar things a lot. In the last life, I saw a doctoral supervisor who said that he would not let his doctor graduate. The doctor did not seek death, but took his grandson to and from school every day. Within a week, the doctoral supervisor was scared.

This kind of behavior can also be used on Wang Chengfa, but it is too low-level, and Zhou Congwen doesn't want to do it.For Wang Chengfa, he already has a comprehensive plan.

"Besides, I'm just telling the truth today, and it's also for the benefit of the patient. Don't worry, Brother Wenbo, you're fine." Zhou Congwen knew that the anesthetist had good intentions, so he persuaded him patiently.

The anesthetist sighed, "Then what about your future surgery?"

"I can't drink alcohol." Zhou Congwen shrugged, and said helplessly, "Director Wang likes to drink, saying that I don't look like a surgeon. What can I do? Learn by myself. There will always be a chance for me to reach out to the stage .”

"Be careful. Although what you said just now is reasonable, there is no mistake in principle. If the operation fails, Wang Chengfa is determined to punish you, and the dean will not be able to save you."

"I know, Brother Wenbo."

After a cigarette was quickly finished, the two went to see the patient again. Zhou Congwen sent the anesthesiologist away and began to patrol the ward.

It is an indisputable fact that there were many emergency cases in 2002.

Drunk driving, numerous knife injuries, the current law and order is incomparable to the future.

The thoracic surgery department mainly treats trauma, and even the hospital did not think that the cardiothoracic surgery department would be able to perform coronary artery bypass surgery one day.

Small thoracic surgery can solve emergency surgery, it is already Amitabha.

The patients in the ward were stable, and the creatinine and blood urea nitrogen of patients with renal failure continued to decline.A dose of Demerol was given to the newly resigned patient, and Zhou Congwen went back to the duty room to lie down and rest.

Looking out the window with his eyes wide open, Zhou Congwen didn't feel sleepy at all.

The phone rang suddenly, startling Zhou Congwen.

When I opened my eyes, the mobile phone was honestly and quietly beside the pillow, but it was a nightmare.

No matter from what point of view, Zhou Congwen went back to 2002.Even the most dreaded nightmare of this era—being called for surgery in the middle of the night—came back naturally.

The emergency class is really not worth it. Rescuing a patient made him smell like adrenaline.I wanted to sleep well in the middle of the night, but the patient was fine, and the nurse didn't knock on the door, but I was awakened by a nightmare.

Really fucking!

Alas, Zhou Congwen sighed deeply.

Zhou Congwen breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was pounding, and it would be difficult to calm down for a while.But when he thought of Wang Chengfa's dark face and pursed mouth on the operating table, he felt much happier.

Get rid of him, and the mind will be clear.

As for how to do it, Zhou Congwen was not worried at all.

There are some things that I couldn't think of when I was a young doctor, but now... rebirth, peak, youth, no matter from which point of view, I have no possibility of losing.

But to deal a fatal blow to Wang Cheng, Zhou Congwen is definitely not satisfied with simply finishing the job.Back then, Wang Cheng sent him a PUA for five years, and almost killed himself with the help of the virus.

Even later, because of his own fate, he was left with a lifelong disability.

If it was just a simple revenge, it would be really cheap for Wang Chengfa.

Thinking about what to do in the future, Zhou Congwen gradually fell asleep.Just about to fall asleep, he suddenly woke up.

On duty, how can you sleep without taking off your socks!

The little doctor was on more shifts, and he was tortured to death.

In order to pray for the blessing of the god of the night shift, to sleep well, or to lie down for an hour or two, I gradually developed various metaphysical behaviors.

For example, the vast majority of people are not allowed to say the word idle;

For example, like this evening, I came to the emergency room when I picked up chopsticks and prepared to eat;

For example, Zhou Congwen's habit - even if he sleeps with his clothes on when he is on night shift, he has to take off his socks to sleep.

Chapter 0017

Half asleep and half awake, Zhou Congwen took off his socks, he was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled wryly.

Although he is no longer on the night shift, these things are engraved in his bones, and he will never forget them even after he is reborn.

Go to sleep, go to sleep, although tomorrow is the night shift, but at least one morning will be busy.

This is how 5000 hours of work a year are consumed. Actually, Zhou Congwen didn’t have a deep impression of 2002, because he spent most of his time in the hospital, and the diseases he encountered were no different from those a few years later or more than ten years later.

I fell asleep in a drowsy way. Sleeping in the duty room of the hospital was completely different from sleeping at home, and I couldn't sleep well at all.

Zhou Congwen woke up at dawn, looked around the patient, and then lay back on the bed.

Although he couldn't sleep anymore, Zhou Congwen tried his best to keep his mind up so as not to overturn the gutter.

Whether it is treating patients or targeting Wang Chengfa, one must be cautious, no matter what goes wrong, Zhou Congwen himself cannot forgive himself.

After taking a casual bite of breakfast, Zhou Congwen started his day's work.

Writing medical records by hand is cumbersome and takes a considerable amount of time.And Zhou Congwen also belonged to the unlucky kind. In the words of doctors and nurses, he was "recruiting patients".

Half of the emergency department in the department comes from Zhou Congwen's class, which is also a very helpless thing.

Handing over shifts, making ward rounds, and writing medical records, Zhou Congwen finished all the tasks at hand under Wang Chengfa's gloomy gaze.

Finally able to go home, Zhou Congwen felt a little relieved.Although I can't just fall asleep after returning home, and I have to do long-term precise surgical training, it's better than writing medical records in the hospital.

"Zhou Congwen, are you leaving get off work?" A chubby man with a shiny head stood at the door and asked Zhou Congwen.

"Wang Zhiquan?" Zhou Congwen recognized him at a glance.

Wang Zhiquan, Wang Chengfa's son, is in his 30s this year. He found a back door to come to the hospital to work as a doctor in the B-ultrasound room. Zhou Congwen didn't expect him to find him.

"You're so honest." Wang Chengfa's son pointed at Zhou Congwen and cursed with a fierce look on his face.Zhou Congwen felt a little helpless, Wang Zhiquan was just shouting like a teddy, I really wanted to kick him into the sun.If you want to go to Japan, then go to Japan at a close distance.

He spoke loudly, attracting the surrounding patients' families and nurses.

"Oh? What's wrong with me?" Zhou Congwen asked calmly.

"If you fucking prick my dad again, I'll kill you!" Wang Zhiquan said ferociously.

The nearby nurses rushed to try to persuade them to fight, and when they recognized Wang Chengfa's son, they were all stunned.What's going on here?What happened?

When Wang Chengfa heard the quarrel outside, he came out of the office with a sullen face. Seeing that it was Wang Zhiquan, he cursed, "What are you doing here? Get the hell out of here."

Zhou Congwen knew very well that Wang Chengfa was not scolding himself, but his son.

As a strong department director, Zhou Congwen understands that he can suppress a small doctor without external intervention.Who knows what happened to Wang Zhiquan today, why he came to the hospital to make trouble for him.