Back in 2002 as a doctor

"Xiao Zhou, why don't you worry about it and just pretend that I didn't give the doctor's orders." Dr. Tang suggested in a low voice.

"How can I do that?" Zhou Congwen said coldly, "The patient's condition is very special. Old Tang, he is on ECG monitoring to control the patient's blood pressure. I'll ask the medical university who can do interventional surgery... No!"

Dr. Tang was stunned by Zhou Congwen's series of words.

Why does Zhou Congwen order the professors of the Medical University like he orders his own little doctor?

There is no dsa machine in the yard, damn it!Zhou Congwen cursed viciously in his heart, but still picked up the phone and called Chen Houkun.

"Brother Chen, there is a patient on my side who may have aortic dissection, can our hospital do it?" Zhou Congwen asked directly, familiar and kind.

Doctor Tang was dumbfounded when he heard that Zhou Congwen actually contacted the people from the Medical University directly, and what he said was so close, what we... who is with you.

Chapter 0323

"Xiao Zhou, aortic dissection? Do you have enhanced CT?" Chen Houkun asked "irrelevant".

But this sentence is exactly on the key point.

Generally speaking, the diagnosis of aortic dissection requires enhanced CT, but Chen Houkun knows that the Third Hospital is still relatively "rudimentary".

"Brother Chen, no. But the situation here is more urgent and requires emergency surgery. But we don't even have a big air here, don't you think you're here?"

"I haven't heard of it. Ask Director Teng Fei to see if she knows."

"It's hard work, please hurry up, I'll wait for your news."

After Zhou Congwen finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Chen Houkun? Is that the professor from the Second Hospital of the Medical University you have contacted?" Dr. Tang asked.

Zhou Congwen nodded.

Dr. Tang was a little surprised. The outside experts were very good, but Zhou Congwen not only did not call the other party a teacher, but also casually called Brother Chen, and his tone seemed to be an exchange between friends.

He was slightly dazed, and Zhou Congwen picked up the phone again.

"Xiao Zhou……"

"I'll report to our director," Zhou Congwen said.

Doctor Tang looked at Zhou Congwen's back in a daze.

Zhou Congwen cautiously took his mobile phone to the fire exit outside the ward and dialed Li Qinghua's number.

This matter involves Dean Xiao, Zhou Congwen doesn't care if he will be implicated.

Zhou Congwen, the director of a grass-roots hospital, didn't pay attention at all, and would leave in a few months. I'm afraid Xiao Qiang didn't have time to wear small shoes for himself.

But Li Qinghua is different.

And it involves human life.

There was no definite diagnosis in the last life, the patient's blood pressure rose quickly and finally died suddenly. Several main leaders of the hospital went to the funeral in mourning...

It's really embarrassing.

Zhou Congwen felt uncomfortable when he thought of the picture of wearing sackcloth and mourning, but the third hospital relies on the group company, so the deans can't think about it.

The call was answered almost instantly, and Li Qinghua's voice came, "Congwen, what patient?"

Zhou Congwen briefly stated, "Director, I highly suspect it is aortic dissection, but Dean Xiao seems not to listen to other people's diagnosis, thinking that the patient's disease is very mild."

There was silence on the phone.

It is difficult to see a doctor for the rich and powerful.

Like the patient who lived in Corey who lost his lungs, Li Qinghua had other thoughts at home and Li Qinghua could solve them through careful coping.But if it were the one in front of him, it would be very likely to cause countless troubles.

If one responds improperly, and the other is dissatisfied, there is no need to do more, as long as Li Qinghua's years of accumulation on the wine table will be dissipated.

Zhou Congwen also knew that although this matter was essentially a chest disease, it should be treated by a chest doctor.

But with Dean Xiao here, I can go say hello to Dean Xiao and watch from the sidelines.

And why don't you put yourself in bedclothes and filial piety, why do you have to perform surgery on someone under tremendous pressure?

In addition, the Third Hospital does not even have a DSA machine, so no interventional surgery of any kind can be carried out...

Zhou Congwen sighed, 2002 is really troublesome.

Just like a soldier goes to the battlefield without a gun in his hand, no matter how good a sniper is, he can't fight with an air gun.

"Congwen, what do you think?" Li Qinghua heard Zhou Congwen sigh.

"The patient's diagnosis should be relatively clear. After a while, the echocardiography machine will be pushed over and I will do it myself."

"You?" Li Qinghua asked.

Zhou Congwen laughed dumbfounded.

The current self is not the self of the previous life. Do it yourself, what a joke.

In the last life, I was grateful for being a family member of the patient myself, and the doctors in the relevant departments stood up straight, holding pens and notebooks behind me and studying hard.

But now I do it "personally", which can only provoke countless ridicules and even abuse.

Li Qinghua's performance was considered polite.

"If surgery is not possible, continue with Xiao Qiang's treatment plan, and the patient will not live for 24 hours."

"..." Li Qinghua was silent on the phone.

"I'll take another look." Zhou Congwen didn't urge Li Qinghua, but instead pondered a plan to break the situation.

Because he didn't know whether Li Qinghua would make a move, Zhou Congwen needed an alternative plan.

He sat silently on the steps of the fire escape, twisting his mobile phone in his hand, and dialed a familiar number a few seconds later.

"Big... Director." Zhou Congwen had something on his mind, so he almost didn't say anything.

"What big director? It's Director Deng! Xiao Zhou, you have something to do with me? Why do you still have an accent?" Deng Ming asked with a smile.

"Director Deng, I have encountered a problem, please help me."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Deng Ming was not surprised. He seemed very happy, as if he had been waiting for Zhou Congwen's call and Zhou Congwen's request for a long time.

……

……

Dr. Tang put the patient on ECG monitoring. The patient's blood pressure was higher than when he was admitted to the hospital, and the high pressure reached 166 mm Hg.

After Zhou Congwen finished calling Deng Ming while sitting in the fire escape, he vaguely heard Xiao Qiang's cursing voice from the doctor's office.

Zhou Congwen is very clear about what to do in what position.But the price of a human life was too heavy, Zhou Congwen couldn't help watching that person die so suddenly.

Although he really wanted to see Xiao Qiang's expression after the patient died and the scene of Xiao Qiang wearing hemp and mourning, but he couldn't do that.

It was really sad, Zhou Congwen didn't try to persuade Dean Xiao Qiang.

"Ding dong~"

A task prompt appears in the upper right corner of the field of vision.

Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, the little guy in the system is really willing to grab all kinds of wool, and never gives up any opportunity.

But this time Zhou Congwen guessed wrong, the system is more than just pulling wool, but catching a sheep and killing it.

"Ding dong~~"

The system beeped again, and two consecutive task prompts came.

Zhou Congwen was taken aback, how difficult it is for one patient to give two tasks?How is this going?

Or is there any continuous task?

The system panel in the upper right corner of the field of vision is only slightly clearer than the first task. Zhou Congwen half-guessed that it was probably the treatment of aortic dissection.

But the following tasks are very vague, and the content cannot be seen at all.

The little guy is still not good, Zhou Congwen sighed.This time there is no hesitation, if Xiao Qiang dares to stop him from doing the task, then he will be beaten up, Zhou Congwen was thinking about something completely impossible.

"Ring ring ring ~" the phone rang.

"Director." Zhou Congwen answered the phone.

"Congwen, I didn't want to understand how you made the diagnosis, but I believe you." Li Qinghua said straight to the point.

Zhou Congwen smiled slightly.

It is inevitable that people will have a good destination in the last life, and their eyes are bright enough.

"But we still need to discuss how to deal with the matter. My idea is to talk to Mr. Zhao."

With a thought, Zhou Congwen interrupted Li Qinghua, "Director, I just contacted Director Deng Mingdeng of 912."

Li Qinghua's breathing sound changed slightly on the phone, Zhou Congwen knew that Li Qinghua wanted to go with him.

0324 - Top Medical Resources

"Let me tell Mr. Zhao that it is a great favor to see a doctor from 912." Li Qinghua's laughter became brighter, and the previous hesitation completely dissipated.

The local and imperial contacts gathered together, and a mature plan was placed in front of Zhou Congwen and Li Qinghua.

Time was running out, and the two did not chat in detail. After Li Qinghua hung up the phone, he began to contact the group company, and Zhou Congwen confirmed with Chen Houkun.

The patients who encountered dissection in 2002 were really scratching their heads, Zhou Congwen thought to himself.

Diagnosis, surgery, and treatment were originally very simple, but because there were no machines and consumables, even myself, a reborn top doctor, was almost helpless in the presence.

Fortunately in the misfortune, there is a large shelf for the aorta on the side of the Second Hospital of Medical University.

Zhou Congwen didn't have the opportunity to measure the width of the patient's aorta, so he asked them to bring all the large racks.

If there is no suitable one in the operation, Zhou Congwen can only modify it by himself.

Half an hour later, Mr. Zhao and Li Qinghua got off the elevator talking and laughing.

"Congwen, Mr. Zhao came to see Bureau Wei."

"Zhou Congwen!" Mr. Zhao was extremely enthusiastic when he saw Zhou Congwen. He reached out his hand and shook Zhou Congwen vigorously. "I heard from Qinghua that you contacted 912?"

"The director is too modest, Mr. Zhao, you have to criticize him." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "I am a small doctor, but I got to know the professor of 912 through the relationship of the director."

Mr. Zhao didn't care who they found Professor 912. He had a good impression of Zhou Congwen at first, so he smiled modestly when he heard what he said, and then went straight to the ward.

Li Qinghua gave Zhou Congwen a look and asked Zhou Congwen to accompany Mr. Zhao to see Bureau Wei, and he rushed to the doctor's office.

If you don't speak to Dean Xiao at this time, I'm afraid there will be deep resentment.

"Xiao Zhou, the technical strength of your three hospitals has been enriched a lot." Mr. Zhao said as he walked.

"For the group company to do a good job in logistics support and strive to stabilize and increase production, this is what we should do." Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

Mr. Zhao was startled, and turned his head to look at Zhou Congwen.

This kind of polite words come out as soon as you open your mouth, young people have a bright future!

"Professors from the imperial capital don't come here frequently, but it's always good to have contact. We are the logistics support department. We should contact more top-level medical resources, so that the group company can rest assured."

The smile on Mr. Zhao's face became gentler and more sincere.

Top medical resources may sound far away, but they are actually very close.

If Li Qinghua and the others can achieve this level, they might as well let go, and it doesn't matter if they give some resources.

When the day comes when I really need it...

While thinking, Mr. Zhao followed Zhou Congwen's footsteps into the ward.

"Wei Bureau, I heard that you are sick, so I'll come and see it halfway through the meeting." Mr. Zhao enthusiastically said to Wei Bureau after entering the ward.

Seeing that the patient was about to sit up from the bed, Zhou Congwen hurriedly stopped him.

"Lie down, you need to lie down and rest in your current situation."

Wei Ju frowned, and gave Zhou Congwen an unhappy look.

"Wei Bureau, don't underestimate him." Mr. Zhao knew exactly what Wei Bureau was thinking, "I had a little problem in the physical examination a few days ago, and I didn't see it when I went to the imperial capital. It was Doctor Xiao Zhou who confirmed the diagnosis for me. "

"Oh? What's wrong?"

"Hey, don't mention it, am I willing to run long-distance exercise, but I have problems with too much exercise."