Back in 2002 as a doctor

Anesthesiologist Liu Wei saw that Wang Chengfa had left, and he said with a smile, "Dr. Zhou, you are amazing, you can see bleeding points casually."

"I didn't see it." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

"Tsk tsk, your old Wang's face turned black immediately. I heard from the doctor at the People's Hospital that usually when the old Wang's face turned black, he would swear at others. Once there was an emergency rescue, but the nurse didn't run up. I scolded from top to bottom for a full 4 hours."

"I can't see anything, why should he scold me." Zhou Congwen looked at Liu Wei and asked.

"That's right, you're right." Liu Wei thought that Zhou Congwen's luck was simply too good, and didn't think much about it.

After waking up and extubating, Zhou Congwen helped Shen Lang carry the patient onto the flat car, but instead of following, he changed his clothes and prepared to go home.

Generally speaking, at this time, I have to go back to the department to brush my face in front of Wang Chengfa to deepen the director's impression of me.

But Zhou Congwen was too lazy to deal with it, so he came to the locker room, took a ganoderma lucidum and took a sip.

The level of endoscopy in 2002 was really poor. Zhou Congwen felt that he was better than Wang Chengfa in performing surgery with his feet.

Under the suppression of the old directors, laparoscopic technology has not been able to make rapid progress.

In the previous life, the development of this technology had to wait for the old directors to gradually withdraw from the stage of history, and then the late wavers developed the laparoscopic technology on a large scale.

Zhou Congwen had a doctor who went out to throw knives, and the local hospital had to open 4 operating rooms.

All the operating rooms were opened almost at the same time. After going up, the cutting and suturing device cut directly, including the lung lobectomy.

Four groups of people could not serve him alone, and he had to rest for a few minutes in between.

That is the operation, and the anesthesia time is basically one hour, unlike now.

We still need to make progress, Zhou Congwen thought leisurely as he turned the disposable lighter with his left hand and held the cigarette in his right hand.

Smoking, taking a shower, and ignoring Wang Chengfa, Zhou Congwen limped home with his hands behind his back.

Walking to the top of the building, the owner of the lottery shop in the distance waved to him, "Doctor Zhou!"

Chapter 0073

Zhou Congwen saw that the owner of the lottery shop greeted him warmly, but he did not refuse. With his hands behind his back and his waist slightly bent, he walked forward like a retired veteran cadre.

"Doctor Zhou, are you playing?" the owner of the lottery shop asked with a smile.

"No, emergency surgery, just stepped down."

"So busy."

"It's okay." Zhou Congwen glanced at the owner of the lottery shop, took out Bai Lingzhi from his pocket, and gestured to him.

"Not that lucky." The owner of the lottery shop smiled, took out a box of Dafu cigarettes and gestured at Zhou Congwen.

"This is more to my taste." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

"Brother, you are so accurate, why don't you continue to buy it?" Seeing that Zhou Congwen didn't answer, the owner of the lottery shop asked straight to the point.

"Accurate? How is it possible? Ten bets and nine loses. As long as you win, you will be deceived." Zhou Congwen said vaguely with a white ganoderma lucidum in his mouth, "You run a lottery shop and have a lot of experience. I guess you have seen some bankrupts. .”

"I just play casually and don't point to the store to make money. This is not lacking in my family."

"Oh?" Zhou Congwen was a little surprised.

"Hongqi Village was demolished. I am a relocated household. They gave me some cash and ten houses."

Hongqi Village is located in the center of Jianghai City. The area that was demolished back then belonged to the first batch of relocated households, and all the villagers in the urban village became prosperous.

However, according to Zhou Congwen's understanding, not many of these people can keep their wealth in the end.

Some people sold their houses early, and they did earn a lot from the perspective of 2002, but in the following days they beat their chests and couldn't buy them back.

And many more... broke their fortunes.

Ever since they learned about the demolition of Hongqi Village, a group of outsiders have been entrenched outside the village, gambling secretly, and many people who got rich overnight have returned to poverty.

Unexpectedly, the owner of the lottery shop turned out to be untouched by mud, which is impressive.

Zhou Congwen glanced at the signboard of the lottery shop with a smile - Chunxiao Sports Lottery.

"Chunxiao, this is your name, what's your last name?"

"Just call me Brother Chunxiao." The owner of the lottery shop waved his hand.

"Didn't you open the back room?"

"No, I rented it out." The owner of the lottery shop said, "The flow of water is too large, the money is not coming in the right way, and it will cause trouble."

Hearing what Boss Chunxiao said, Zhou Congwen felt that this person was interesting.

It's a windfall, and it's hard to keep it.And this boss is not tempted when he sees the windfall flowing every day, and there are even fewer people like him.

"You don't care about the windfall over there, why did you call me? I have bought lottery tickets twice, and they were both worth 2 yuan."

"I like to watch people, look at that." Boss Chunxiao pouted, and Zhou Congwen followed his gaze. A man in a tight black vest was squatting outside the lottery shop, smoking a suffocating cigarette.

There was a bottle of white wine in front of him, he took two puffs of cigarettes and one sip of wine, looking a little lonely.

"He has been here since the first day I opened the lottery shop. He has no official job and is supported by his wife. At the beginning, he buys less, and he just wants to have fun when he wins or loses. Later, when he went to the back room, I think his house is going to be ruined." .”

"You don't make money, so is the existence of the back room necessary?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"It doesn't matter what I say, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Even if I close the lottery shop, they should go wherever they want. There is no way, this is life." Boss Chunxiao blew a smoke ring, and his right index finger into the smoke ring.

"..." Zhou Congwen was speechless.

Seeing seriousness, why did he suddenly start to be unprincipled again.

"I've read countless people. I had an illusion when I saw you buying a lottery ticket for the first time." Boss Chunxiao looked at Zhou Congwen and said seriously, "I always feel that you have the confidence to win."

"Heh." Zhou Congwen's heart moved, but he just smiled lightly.

"I thought you would try your luck at first, and you would keep buying in the future. But until now, you are rarely seen, and you don't seem to be interested in the money you earn from the lottery. Can you tell me why?"

"I'm a doctor, a surgical dog. I'm so busy that I don't have time." Zhou Congwen said casually.

"Don't make trouble, I heard from Wang Zhiquan that you don't usually go to surgery at all." Boss Chun Xiao patted Zhou Congwen on the shoulder, "Tell me the truth, when will you buy it next time?"

Zhou Congwen gave him a meaningful look.

"I'm telling the truth, don't deny it if it's true." Boss Chun Xiao sat down on the ground with a cigarette in his mouth, "You are a genius in mathematics, right?"

"..."

Gan!

Zhou Congwen was taken aback, what was it all about.

"Either to say that only mathematics is the most basic law of human beings, you have to calculate at least 95% of the winning rate before placing a bet. But if you don't bet much, just buy 2 yuan to play. I guess your goal is in Macau, is no?"

Gan^2! !

Boss Chunxiao thinks a little too much. Zhou Congwen guesses that he is too bored every day and has weird ideas in his head.

"I admire the best academics, such as you. Every time Wang Zhiquan talks about how his father suppresses you, I take it for fun. When you watch the game, your eyes are calm and you have the chance to win. I believe I will not be wrong. "

"Boss Chunxiao is wise." Zhou Congwen flattered him very rarely.

"Hahaha, that's it!" Boss Chun Xiao said proudly, "Have you figured out the next match you must win?"

"Why, you want to follow the bet?"

"No." Boss Chunxiao said with a smile, "I have my own rules. I open a lottery shop just to see the world, and I don't get involved in it. I'm already financially free, so I can't do anything. If you don't have enough people, what do you say? right."

"Excellent." Zhou Congwen praised earnestly.

"Don't hide it, tell me quickly. Who are you going to buy next?"

"I don't know." Zhou Congwen shook his head, "I'm a doctor, and it's just for fun."

"Brother, you are so dishonest. I won't tell others, and my wife won't tell you about it. I'm just curious. Would you let me kneel down for you?"

Gan^3! ! !

Zhou Congwen had never seen such a person as Boss Chunxiao.

He seems to have an endless obsession with mathematics, but he is particularly literary and likes to see the world.

Such a contradictory personality appeared in one person, which made Zhou Congwen a little confused.

"To be honest, I invite you to lick the skewers." Boss Chunxiao pouted in the direction of the market.

"..."

Zhou Congwen was speechless for the first time since his rebirth.

"Dude..."

Just as Boss Chunxiao was pressing for questions, Zhou Congwen's cell phone rang.

It was Shen Lang calling.

The ghost called the door in the middle of the night, and Zhou Congwen would have cursed inwardly if he was driving too much or was injured in a gang fight.

But with Boss Chunxiao on his side treating him as a great mathematician, Zhou Congwen really wanted to escape.

"Shen Lang, what's wrong?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"The patient's condition is not right after the operation. I'm on duty at the internal medicine department, and I feel a little flustered. Zhou, what could it be?"

Chapter 0074 Small mistake, big trouble

Is the patient doing well after surgery?

How can it be!

For a patient with spontaneous pneumothorax, at most one painkiller injection will be given after surgery, and he can just wait quietly to be discharged from the hospital, regardless of his condition.

"What's going on? Talk slowly." Zhou Congwen's expression turned serious.

Boss Chunxiao saw that he had something to do, and sighed, "Doctor Zhou, you go ahead. If you want to buy a lottery ticket, you must come to my place, definitely!"

Zhou Congwen nodded, listening to Shen Lang's description of the patient's state.

"The patient's blood pressure has been rising since he stepped down. It was 154 when he came down, and it's almost 200 now!"

"Heart rate is also fast, around 160."

"Is it sinus?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Yes."

Strangely, Zhou Congwen couldn't figure out why there was a problem with the patient's condition.

It is said that a 17 or 8-year-old high school student is in good health, and a general anesthesia operation should not have such a big blow.

There must be something wrong, Zhou Congwen didn't have time to put his hands behind his back, so he quickened his pace and trotted to the hospital in a hurry.

When he came to the ward, he took the time to change clothes.

"Zhou, you are here."

"What about the general on duty in the internal medicine department?"

"The Department of Internal Medicine is in the emergency room, and it is said that it is a patient with heart failure, and it will be a few minutes late." Shen Lang said helplessly, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to ask what might happen to you, but I didn't expect you to come directly .”

"It shouldn't be from the surgical blow. Have you had a physical examination?"

"..." Shen Lang was silent.

Zhou Congwen didn't say much, and strode into the ward.

The monitor was alarming, and the patient slept soundly, probably due to the effect of anesthesia.

Glancing at the monitor, Zhou Congwen was a little puzzled.He adjusted the monitor data and looked for the previous indicators.

There is no doubt that blood pressure and heart rate gradually increase over time.

But why?

Zhou Congwen took out a stethoscope, a small flashlight, and a percussion hammer from the pocket of his white suit, and began to examine carefully from head to toe.

Shen Lang was dumbfounded.

Zhou Congwen also has the things that Zhou Congwen took out, but he basically doesn't use them usually.

Among them, only the stethoscope is used the most, and the others...do not belong to the scope of diagnosis and treatment of thoracic surgery.

Seeing that Zhou Congwen's actions are professional and standard, he is even more specialist than a specialist. Is he preparing to go to heaven?Shen Lang stared blankly at Zhou Congwen's physical examination, feeling a little envious in his heart.