Back in 2002 as a doctor

"What's the matter?"

"A family member of a patient insisted on seeing how to perform closed thoracic drainage. As a result, he passed out when he saw the blood as soon as the skin was opened. I went to see him, thinking it was a myocardial infarction, and he performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation in the emergency department."

"Mouth-to-mouth artificial respiration?" Liu Xiaobie had a strange smile on his face, looking at Zhou Congwen with sparkling eyes.

"Yeah." Zhou Congwen nodded helplessly, "It's too disgusting, it's impossible not to do it, go home and brush your teeth."

"Let me prepare some mouthwash for you." Liu Xiaobie did not continue to sneer at Zhou Congwen, but made a thoughtful suggestion.

"Yo? When did you become so gentle?" Zhou Congwen was surprised.

"Look, I can't just tell you well." Liu Xiaobie sneered, "You're disgusting, you son of a bitch."

"Prepare some for me." Zhou Congwen said seriously, pretending not to hear Liu Xiaobie's last words, especially the last attributive.

"Zhou Congwen, do you think you won't be disgusted by a young and beautiful girl?" Liu Xiaobie asked maliciously.

Zhou Congwen was a little listless, "It's just as disgusting, you don't understand."

"So I want you to explain."

"Patients who need cardiopulmonary resuscitation can be said to be dead. Do you know about dead people?" Zhou Congwen sighed. "I'm not saying that dead people don't discriminate between men and women, but dead people have a smell."

"You are not a vulture, nor a wild dog." Liu Xiaobie sneered.

"Doctors only understand the taste, especially in the dead of night, when everyone is sleeping and the whole city is quiet, you stand in the operating room, in front of you are the pale light of the shadowless lamp and the blood on the patient's body, and there is that smell of dead people between your nose and mouth. Taste."

"Zhou Congwen, quite artistic."

Zhou Congwen shook his head and sighed, "I sometimes think that the smell is the smell of the underworld, and we want to bring people back from the underworld. So I can only comfort myself. In general, the teacher is good, isn't he?"

Liu Xiaobie suddenly came over and blew into Zhou Congwen's ear.

"Is this the smell?"

A feeling of electrification lingered all over his body, and Zhou Congwen felt his hair stand on end.

Chapter 0267 System Tasks - Stepping Down Alive

Liu Xiaobie didn't follow, Zhou Congwen returned home and began to brush his teeth.

He doesn't think he's being hypocritical. If he's uncomfortable, he's uncomfortable. There's nothing to be ashamed of.

You can't even think about it, once you think of that smell, Zhou Congwen will think of Mengpo soup.Maybe it's the taste of Mengpo soup. If you walk on the Naihe Bridge, you must not drink it.

Lying on the bed, Zhou Congwen tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

The taste of Mengpo soup was no longer in his mouth, he was trying to forget the breath that Liu Xiaobie blew in his ear.

Zhou Congwen tried hard to forget, but it was strange, the more he wanted to forget, the more he couldn't forget.

Lying on the bed, Zhou Congwen felt like the poor scholar in Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio in a thatched hut in the wild, with the scent of the little vixen blowing in his ears.

It seems to be more fragrant than surgery.

Oh ecstasy.

It's just pink and white bones, Zhou Congwen told himself repeatedly.

I have watched too many movies, and I have a deeper understanding of bones and skeletons, but... no matter how I think about it, even skeletons are indeed very fragrant.

Tossing and turning, Zhou Congwen didn't know when he fell asleep in a daze.

It was dawn in the blink of an eye, and there was a bird's nest under the eaves, and the chirping of birds woke Zhou Congwen up.

Zhou Congwen drove Liu Xiaobie out of his mind. Other people's red sleeves add to the fragrance, but his own red sleeves will only add to the chaos.The boss and senior brother are here for surgery, so be more energetic today.

This unexpected "reunion after a long absence" made Zhou Congwen a little excited.

Originally, the patient was just a very ordinary "minor" operation, and the difficulty was that the anastomotic leakage could not be solved with the old thinking.But the boss brought an esophageal stent, and everything became easier.

Zhou Congwen didn't see the patient's film, but it didn't matter. According to the stated medical history, even if there is a small pulmonary nodule, it only needs to be removed.

After getting up and washing up, Zhou Congwen patted his cheek vigorously to refresh himself.

Scare the boss!The more Zhou Congwen thought about it, the happier he became, and a mischievous mentality emerged spontaneously.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

There was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Meng Po, I'll bring you Meng Po soup." A ghostly voice came from outside the door.

Zhou Congwen sighed, Liu Xiaobie really knew what he didn't like.She can keenly capture that princess hug, yesterday's Mengpo soup.

Using this kind of ability on yourself is simply a waste, to make money.

Opening the door, Liu Xiaobie raised the bun in his hand.

"Here, I'll bring you breakfast." Liu Xiaobie said with a smile, "I heard, the Mengpo soup made by the breakfast shop downstairs is delicious."

A bowl of millet porridge was delicious, but Zhou Congwen felt particularly loss of appetite after being named Meng Po soup.

"Aren't you going to sleep late?"

"Huh? Isn't it going to be sent to your boss after the operation? Yesterday, I took a bite of each boss, and they were so friendly. I went back and checked, and your boss is really a famous person." Liu Xiaobie praised, "Zhou Congwen, I I always thought you were honest, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless when you flatter me, even I feel ashamed and don't want to admit that I know you."

"What about my family, I just said a few words to get close to him. Let me tell you, Mr. Huang is an academician of the Academy of Engineering and the Academy of Sciences. Just a phone call away."

"Who is an ordinary person like you." Liu Xiaobie said contemptuously, "I am the person who wants to become the richest man in the world, so I am different from you."

"Richest man, do you eat this in the morning? Don't you rinse your mouth with shark's fin?" Zhou Congwen sarcastically said.

"You're full of nouveau riche faces, eat quickly, and I'll take you to the People's Hospital after eating. Don't you usually open at 8 o'clock? What time is it now?" Liu Xiaobie urged.

Zhou Congwen didn't know why Liu Xiaobie was so active, maybe after hearing Huang Lao's name yesterday, she thought it was a real connection.

Also, the energy of an academician is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

My boss said something casually, if measured by money, it was real gold and silver, priceless.

This little guy really has a business mind, but Liu Xiaobie probably didn't realize that his boss would definitely not leave favors, that old antique is very stubborn.

The millet porridge at the breakfast shop downstairs is very fragrant, and it would be even more delicious without the Mengpo soup that Liu Xiaobie said.

"Ding dong~"

The voice of system tasks came from Zhou Congwen's ear.

Thinking about it, the system should not let go of such a good opportunity to squeeze wool, Zhou Congwen is not surprised.

He glanced at the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of vision, and then froze.

The four words system task are very clear. No matter what the name is below, Zhou Congwen thinks it is not important, just to complete the operation.

The fog on the task content also faded over time, and part of the content could be vaguely seen.

What Zhou Congwen didn't understand was that the content of the task seemed a bit weird, and he couldn't understand the connection of the few words that he could see clearly.

The system seems to think that this task cannot be completed, and only gives the most basic treatment goal-the patient gets out of the stage alive.

What the hell!Zhou Congwen didn't understand.

As long as there is a covered stent, I really don't believe what the patient can do.Isn't it the patient with anastomotic leakage 24 years after the operation?

It is estimated that the system did not know that his boss brought "black technology" products. Zhou Congwen figured out the reason and smiled.

Even if there is not, at most the operation fails, and the patient will not die on the operating table.

"Why do you look like an old wolf who stole a chicken?" Liu Xiaobie frowned, looking at Zhou Congwen puzzled.

There is no way to explain this to Liu Xiaobie, Zhou Congwen smiled, "Bieie, thank you for your hard work today."

"Huh? Do you have something to ask of me? Why are you so polite? If you don't have anything to do, you can either rape or steal."

"Look, you can't talk well." Zhou Congwen drank the millet porridge in one go, stood up and put on his coat, "Let's go."

"Zhou Congwen, are you familiar with the people in the imperial capital?"

When going downstairs, Liu Xiaobie asked.

"do not know."

"Then yesterday..."

"I'm thick-skinned, as if I had done the operation on Geng Haoran's son, you insisted that my girlfriend came up and sold the news about the steel factory for a big price. By the way, Geng Haoran will handle that matter." How is it?" Zhou Congwen didn't sneer all the way from the beginning to the end, but suddenly remembered and asked.

"Don't talk nonsense, today's surgery is okay." Liu Xiaobie asked.

"It must be fine, you don't know how good the boss's operation is, and besides, I'm still here." Zhou Congwen laughed.

"I just like how shameless you are, you can accomplish great things. How many heroes care too much about a face, and end up in a dead end. Zhou Congwen, hold on, you can do it!" Liu Xiaobie made a gesture of encouragement.

Chapter 0268 Can't clean the lymph nodes?

Call Deng Ming first, Zhou Congwen slowly closed his eyes, and calmed down.

"I really know it in my heart, I can't see that you are worried at all." Liu Xiaobie laughed at Zhou Congwen while driving.

"Oh? How to say."

"If you go to the People's Hospital like this, you will probably be kicked out by the little doctor below as you don't know him. And how long did you post about Zhu Jun yesterday? If I were him, he would definitely drive you away, and then pretend to be angry and scold the little clinical doctor. "

"Don't worry, nothing will happen, I don't want to make fun of myself." Zhou Congwen closed his eyes and said lightly.

"Speaking of which, you really look like Academician Huang. You walk with your hands bent. If you didn't know that your family is from a rural area, I would have thought you had something to do with Academician Huang."

Zhou Congwen smiled inwardly, is it not like that, before the boss passed away in Shanghai, he saw such a style every day, so he learned it unconsciously.After the boss passed away, every time I think of him, I will walk like this, and I have already formed a habit.

When he came to the People's Hospital, Zhou Congwen got out of the car and waved, and walked into the inpatient department with his hands behind his back.

The elevator door opened, and Deng Ming appeared in front of him with a full beard.

"Big... Director Deng, you are..." Zhou Congwen didn't expect Deng Ming to stand at the door and wait for him.

"The boss asked me to pick you up, as if you came to 912." Deng Ming said with a smile, "I came to see the film, and sent the patient up."

"Okay." Zhou Congwen nodded, "Is there anything special about the movie?"

This is the set in 2002, before the remote consultation, so Huang Lao and Deng Ming didn't watch the film when they were in the imperial capital.

A few years later, the concept of remote consultation began to emerge, but the first batch of remote consultation centers also became the last batch, because WeChat and QQ transfer files faster and faster, and the faster the clearer.

A few years later, with the cloud, we don’t even need WeChat, we can just open the cloud and watch it.Zhou Congwen is used to enjoying the convenience in the future, so he is not used to the troubles now, and always feels constrained.

It's like there is no electric fire in the Third Hospital, no matter how long it takes to be reborn, Zhou Congwen is not used to it.

Is it called surgery without electric burn?What a joke.

"Lung nodules looked a bit problematic, so I cut them off. The boss said that the lymph nodes should also be cleaned. I heard Director Zhu say..." Deng Ming paused as he spoke, "You never clean the lymph nodes?"

"Listen to his nonsense." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "Wedge resection of small pulmonary nodules, and the lymph nodes will not be cleaned if there is nothing wrong with the film. If it is necessary to be cleaned, it must be cleaned, there is no doubt about it."

"Have you cleaned it?"

Zhou Congwen glanced at senior brother Deng Ming, but didn't answer.

I can't answer this at all, what do you say?Either way it's not right.

Seeing that Zhou Congwen didn't answer, Deng Ming didn't ask, and the two came to the director's office one after the other.

Mr. Huang was chatting and laughing with Zhu Jun. When he saw Zhou Congwen coming in, Mr. Huang waved his hand, "Doctor Zhou, let's see the patient's film."

"Well, boss."

"Help the mirror while I'm getting off the stent with membrane, and watch carefully when I'm done brushing my hands and coming on stage." Mr. Huang looked into Zhou Congwen's eyes and said, "Don't blink, I'll only demonstrate some operations once."

The flames of jealousy in Zhu Jun's heart roared up, and the way Huang Lao talked to this little doctor was too kind and kind, which made him unbearable.

"Okay, boss." Zhou Congwen nodded.

My boss and senior brother came to have the operation, so I should watch it carefully from below, there is nothing to argue about.Although the boss said yesterday that he would have an operation, holding a mirror is also a type of operation, and Zhou Congwen didn't have any other ideas.

After glancing at the film, Zhou Congwen understood what Deng Ming meant.

Because the patient had esophageal and tracheal fistulas, part of the digestive fluid entered the mediastinal chest cavity, resulting in lymph node changes.

This kind of imaging changes cannot distinguish whether it is malignant transformation of small pulmonary nodules, so it must be removed directly.

Zhu Jun is also true, after watching several wedge excisions, he said that he would not free lymph nodes.

Zhou Congwen really wanted to go up and show it himself, so that he could understand that it wasn't that he couldn't do it, but that it wasn't necessary.