Back in 2002 as a doctor

Li Qinghua did not speak, but expressed his attitude with practical actions.Zhou Congwen was very helpless. He didn't know the pain until the knife fell on him, but he was obviously all right.

"Congwen, sit down, I want to ask you something."

Zhou Congwen sat by the bed, "What's wrong, Director?"

"You should have a case, tell me how to do it so that the number of operations exceeds that of the People's Hospital."

"Physical examination." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

"Huh?!" Li Qinghua was stunned for a moment, he thought that Zhou Congwen was going to talk about doing science popularization through the circle of doctors, and then spread it layer by layer.

There are advantages to doing so, but the problem is that it is very slow.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Congwen mentioned the physical examination.

"There are hundreds of thousands of employees in the group company. It's time to improve their treatment and have a physical examination every year." Zhou Congwen said seriously, "No hospital has carried out this business yet."

"Patients with small pulmonary nodules screened out by physical examination, and then mobilized for surgery?"

Zhou Congwen nodded.

This is a systematic project, not as simple as it sounds.There are many difficulties, but he knows that Li Qinghua can definitely do it.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Li Qinghua remained silent, his eyes flickering occasionally.Obviously he was pondering the feasibility of the physical examination and how to divide the cake.

Physical examination is a big piece of cake. When a patient comes, he can't just check a lung CT, but also have blood sampling and other tests.The interests involved behind it are a bit big, Li Qinghua knew that he had to make careful calculations, and he must not offend anyone. In the end, he couldn't even do a lung CT scan.

Zhou Congwen handed over the problem, and the extent to which he could do it depended on Li Qinghua's ability.

When he came to the doctor's office, Zhou Congwen suddenly heard the sound of a long-lost flat car.

Because it was not night, his heartbeat did not speed up.

The concept of coming to the emergency department during the day and the emergency department at night is different. It is like a thriller. Watching it in broad daylight and under the bright sky and watching it at night when you can't see your fingers are definitely two concepts.

Turning around and going out, I took a look at the patient. It was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, his face was pale, and he was struggling to breathe.

Pneumothorax, Zhou Congwen was completely relieved.

Today is Shen Lang's class, and he consciously went to see patients.

He was admitted to the hospital and underwent closed thoracic drainage in the emergency department to save his life first. After everything was completed, Shen Lang called the patient's family members to the doctor's office.

Zhou Congwen sat by the window and watched Shen Lang silently.

This guy seems to have come out of the shadow of being rejected by "Science Fiction World", I don't know if he will continue to write.

Think of it as a hobby. I remember that when I was a child, this kind of thing was called cultivating sentiment. Zhou Congwen couldn't help laughing when he thought of these four words.

"The patient's situation is like this..." Shen Lang told the family about the situation incessantly. The person who listened was the patient's mother. After listening, she hesitated and said, "The child's father is out of town, and it will take a few more hours." Hurry back, doctor, are you still going there then?"

Shen Lang had nothing to do, "It's okay. Now that I have closed chest drainage, there shouldn't be any major problems. I'm afraid that if I come back late, the tear in my lung has already healed."

"..."

The patient's mother was visibly startled, and Zhou Congwen burst into joy.

Fortunately, you came in time, otherwise the wound would have healed.This kind of old meme is very familiar to Zhou Congwen, but it was still a brand new meme in 2002.

"That's not what I meant. The patient has bullae in his lungs..." Shen Lang began to tell the patient's mother about the bullae, mainly explaining that it is very likely to rupture again after healing on its own.

The patient's mother couldn't make up her mind, no matter how gaudy Shen Lang said, she still had to wait for the child's father to come back.

After sending the patient's family members away, Shen Lang came back and complained to Zhou Congwen, "I can't make up my mind, and I have to listen so carefully."

"Normal, is it her son after all?" Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "You can tell me again when the child's father comes this afternoon. Shen Lang, do you think the family tends to have surgery?"

Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, he looked at Zhou Congwen, "Director Li is in hospital, surgery..."

"Let's do it."

"..." Shen Lang shook his head hastily, "Don't dare."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang immediately felt that his words seemed to arouse Zhou Congwen's bad associations, so he waved his hand to make amends.But he didn't know what to say, looking at Zhou Congwen, Shen Lang was extremely aggrieved.

"Hahaha, go get busy and explain the situation to the patient's family in the afternoon. It doesn't matter if the family is worried and wants to go to the People's Hospital."

Shen Lang nodded quickly, and ran to write the medical records as if fleeing.

After the lunch break, the patient's father finally arrived late.

Wearing a neat suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and a bag under his arm, he is full of the demeanor of the so-called Confucian businessmen at the end of the 20th century and the beginning of the 21st century.

"Please sit down, please sit down." Shen Lang finally met the master, he habitually established trust with the patient's family first, "You are Brother Zhao, I'll tell you about the child's situation."

A cloud of cloud floated over the face of the patient's father. Zhou Congwen felt it was weird. He turned the pen with his left hand a little faster, and squinted his eyes to look at the patient's father.

"Ding dong~" The system lost no time and started to pluck the wool, Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, glanced at the system tasks and continued to listen to Shen Lang's explanation of his condition.

"Brother Zhao, it's like this. Zhao Nan's diagnosis is right spontaneous pneumothorax..."

When talking about the illness, what Shen Lang said was still standard, and there was nothing wrong with it.But the complexion of the patient's father...was getting worse.

Is there something wrong?

Zhou Congwen was puzzled.

Chapter 0226 hypocritical person?

There was nothing serious wrong with Shen Lang's explanation, and everything that should be said was very clear. Ordinarily, the family members of the patient should not be so unhappy.

In the end what happened?Zhou Congwen squinted his eyes to look at the patient's family members, and could vaguely feel the irritable breath coming from him.

This matter must be handled safely, otherwise it must be a hidden danger. Zhou Congwen read some abnormal points from the patient's family members in an instant.

Keen intuition is a necessary quality for a doctor, especially after ten or twenty years, it is a survival skill.

There were not many people in the room, and the doctors in the anorectal department were not there for surgery, only Zhou Congwen, Shen Lang and the family members of the patients were deserted.

The cold air from the air conditioner seemed to be the background cloth. The big office was getting colder and colder, and the pen in Zhou Congwen's hand was spinning faster and faster.

"Finished?" The patient's father had been listening carefully, and asked coldly after Shen Lang finished speaking.

When he was not speaking, the office was gloomy, and when he spoke, the temperature suddenly dropped to zero, and Zhou Congwen wanted to put on his military coat.

Now not only Zhou Congwen, but even Shen Lang realized that something was wrong.He looked at the patient's family members in doubt, not knowing what he said wrong.

Shen Lang quickly recalled the medical history he explained, and found no mistakes.But the emotions of the patient's family members don't even bother to cover up, it has already been written on their faces.

"Why did you explain the condition to me, not your director." The patient's family member asked coldly.

"..." Shen Lang was speechless for a while.

Your old man didn't say that the director must be involved, and besides, the director is currently hospitalized.

"Since there are so many risks during and after surgery, isn't it useless to have surgery or not? If you don't have surgery, you may be safe, but if you choose to have surgery, there is a high probability that you won't be able to get off the operating table. Dr. Shen, I don't know. I misunderstood what you meant."

Shen Lang was startled when he heard the patient's family members say this.The statement of the patient's family is simply too extreme, and it is clear that they want to provoke trouble.

But why? !

"There are so many complications in the operation, which means that there is a problem with your operation plan. Why don't you improve it immediately? You have been using the problematic plan to treat patients for so many years?"

"Dr. Shen, I didn't say that because you were young. You said that a doctor's bounden duty is to heal the sick and save the sick. Is what you're doing not right?"

The patient's family members made criticisms in a clear way, and every problem was magnified countless times, and...Zhou Congwen judged based on years of clinical experience that he was not bothered by the operation, but seemed to be looking for an excuse to get angry.

What happened?Zhou Congwen tried his best to recall what Shen Lang said before.

Still no problem was found, it was just a preoperative explanation of spontaneous pneumothorax and bullae resection.Shen Lang didn't worry about the fact that he was going to have an operation, and he used his words to guide the patient's family members in the direction he needed.

Then why did the patient's family members get so angry and start finding faults?

"You have written so much in the informed consent form. You have written almost everything I can think of. Is it the overlord clause? We don't understand medicine for bullying, so you are not responsible for what happens after you sign it?"

"Besides, thoracotomy surgery is very damaging, and thoracoscopic surgery is still possible..."

The patient's family members snapped their fingers and refuted Shen Lang's words one by one, making Shen Lang a little confused.

Zhou Congwen's eyes narrowed tighter and tighter, he was very strange.

Ordinarily it shouldn't be, and I have read countless people.Shen Lang explained his condition, and followed him from beginning to end, but he didn't find out what the problem was until now.

Weird!

Zhou Congwen's brain was running at high speed, but he got nothing.

But Zhou Congwen immediately discovered a trace of abnormality, not the abnormality of the patient's family members, but the wrong system task.

The system panel on the upper right of the field of vision did not appear tasks when the patient was admitted to the hospital, but only appeared when the patient's father came in to communicate with Shen Lang.Although Zhou Congwen didn't know the content of the task, it probably had something to do with the family of the patient in front of him.

The words Urgent Mission gleamed.

In his last life, Zhou Congwen sometimes analyzed his illness from the perspective of system tasks, and he did have successful experience.

When did the system panel give urgent tasks?

Zhou Congwen tried hard to remember and think hard.

Shen Lang began to explain to the patient's family members, but no matter how he explained, the temperature in the room could not be raised, and the expressions of the patient's family members became more and more serious.

Suddenly, Zhou Congwen had a flash of inspiration.

"Sir, please wait a moment." Zhou Congwen stood up and said with a smile, "Our director has undergone a minor operation and is recuperating. May I ask the director to talk to you?"

Shen Lang was taken aback, he originally thought that Zhou Congwen would go out, but he didn't expect this guy to move out the director who had just finished the operation.

When the patient's family heard what Zhou Congwen said, their expressions improved a little, "Okay, I'll wait."

Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, "Shen Lang, don't talk, I'll contact the director."

Shen Lang nodded, slandering in his heart that no one would recruit the hypocritical family members.I don't believe it anymore, if Director Li stepped in, the questions from the patient's family members would be gone.

Although he is still a junior doctor, Shen Lang has worked in the clinic for two years after all, and has more or less seen hundreds of family members of patients. He has never seen such a pretentious and such thing.

He opened the medical records silently and pretended to check, but in fact he was avoiding the eyes of the patient's family and did not want to talk to him.

It's too unreasonable, Shen Lang can't do anything, and he doesn't believe that Zhou Congwen or Director Li can solve this big trouble.

It would be great if Wang Chengfa was here. He must have rolled his eyes, said nothing, and shut the door to the patient's family, and then he would be discharged from the hospital after the patient's pneumothorax healed on its own.

Seeing that Director Li has a good temper... Shen Lang suddenly had a bad thought, he must not apologize to the patient's family.

Once you apologize, it's equivalent to finding an uncle to take care of you. The key is that you haven't made any mistakes yet.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and the more helpless he became, Shen Lang felt that work was really difficult.

"Sir, I'm Li Qinghua, the director of the Chest Department. Let's go to the director's office and talk." Li Qinghua walked to the doctor's office and said, carrying a chest bottle and wearing an ordinary piece of clothing over his hospital gown.

The family members of the patient were stunned for a moment, and stood up with strange expressions.

Seeing them go to the director's office, Shen Lang was slightly relieved.

"Congwen, what are you talking about?"

"Hehe." Zhou Congwen smiled slightly.

"Director Li shouldn't be able to act in bitter scenes." Shen Lang complained.

"No, if you really want to make trouble, the bitter drama is useless."

"That's it, don't do the surgery, as long as it grows well. I'll write down the patient's name, and I won't accept it in the future." Shen Lang nagged.

"You don't accept the emergency? Don't be kidding." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "I guess Director Li can solve it."

"Impossible, if he can solve it, I will eat the folder of the medical records." Shen Lang said contemptuously, "A hypocritical person is hypocritical, it doesn't matter whoever comes."

"Wait and see." Zhou Congwen said calmly.

Chapter 0227

Zhou Congwen pulled Shen Lang and stood by the window outside the corridor to watch, Shen Lang was 1 unwilling.

Ten minutes later, the door of the director's office opened, and the patient's family members came out.At the same time, Zhou Congwen heard the sound of the mission being completed.

I still guessed it right, and a stone fell to the ground in Zhou Congwen's heart.

The system is not picking up wool, but giving itself a reminder.Sure enough, it was still the arrogant system, using pneumothorax to accumulate energy without losing value.

"Director Li, you see that you explain so much to me when you are sick." The family members of the patient no longer had the frosty face as before, but bowed with a smile and reached out to shake Li Qinghua's hand.

Shen Lang's eyeballs almost fell out.

What the hell happened?