Back in 2002 as a doctor

"Zhou Congwen? Why is this name so familiar?" The little nurse looked at Zhou Congwen in a daze, and muttered to herself.

"Uh... I just recently won the No.1 in the World Cardiothoracic Surgery Competition." Zhou Congwen introduced himself without a hint of modesty.

Xiao Kai almost covered his face and walked away.

Chinese people pay attention to self-modesty, but this sentiment does not seem to be reflected in Zhou Congwen.

The little nurse's eyes lit up, "You are that foreign place!"

"..." Zhou Congwen never expected that a little joke he made at 912 would have such a wide spread of poison.

Number one in the world, I am number one in the world!

This kind of golden sign can't catch up with such a joke as ED!

"Uh..." Zhou Congwen hesitated for a moment, and seeing that the nurse was wearing film gloves, he asked gently, "Is this the patient's urine sample?"

"Yes." The little nurse became more cheerful. She looked at Zhou Congwen and the young man with a bright future but "out of town" with a smile. She refused to admit to drinking, and the director said that she would investigate for three days to see what she had to say."

The little nurse's voice was neither loud nor low, and could be clearly heard by the patient's family members.

The middle-aged woman was upset, "How could my mother be an alcoholic!"

"Sister, if you have any questions, please tell Director Yang." The little nurse is not used to the so-called leaders from the local area at all.

This is the imperial capital, what level of leadership did you not see in 912?

It's already a big face for a small official with a big fart to live in a single room, okay, and he also concealed his medical history.

Judging from the little nurse's experience, the other party is just used to playing tricks in the local area.When they arrived in the imperial capital, who is so used to them.

"I don't know if my mother drinks or not." The woman argued.

"Here, here is the urine sample. It smells like alcohol. How much alcohol did I drink secretly last night!" The little nurse simply stretched out the urine bottle.

With physical evidence, the middle-aged woman's statement is simply unreliable.

A family member of another patient passed by, frowned and said, "The smell of alcohol is so strong, if there are two or two taels of peanuts when drinking, you won't be able to drink it."

"What are you talking about!" the middle-aged woman roared violently.

"Keep down, this is a hospital, it's of no quality." The nurse reprimanded.

The corridor in the ward started to be messy. Zhou Congwen walked straight over, not too dirty, so he took a closer look.

A pungent smell of alcohol came to me.

It's like the smell of the patient who just finished the alcohol bath, it seems...it can smell the smell of Niulanshan Erguotou.

"What's the result of the patient's blood sampling?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"It has been sent for examination." The little nurse switched states at any time, and said to Zhou Congwen gently, "I don't know what they did at home. The previous blood test was fine. I sent the blood drawn this morning to the laboratory by myself. , didn’t wait for them to pick it up.”

"I didn't drink at all, what are hands and feet, keep your mouth clean." The middle-aged woman said in a low voice.

Because there was still a glimmer of hope, she didn't tear herself apart, but just argued in a low voice.

Zhou Congwen knew very well that the suppressed emotions at this time might have been accumulated until the day of the outbreak.

"Don't rush to draw conclusions, let me take a look at the test sheet, where's your boss?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Boss is on the operating table." The little nurse said, "There is an emergency patient, and he is going up for surgery."

Zhou Congwen felt a little regretful, "Then you are busy first."

"Professor Zhou?" The little nurse didn't know how to address Zhou Congwen, so she hesitated.

"Just call me Zhou Congwen."

"I heard that you have a girlfriend, so you seem to be rich?" The little nurse was gossiping with Zhou Congwen while preparing to work.

Zhou Congwen regretted it very much.

You should still be cautious about your words and deeds.

At that time, I talked about an old meme from a different place on the operating table, but I didn't expect it to spread to this time. It is more attractive than the number one in the world.

Moreover, Zhou Congwen could hear regret from the nurse's tone.

Thinking about it, facing such a young, beautiful, rich girlfriend; and becoming the number one in the world in his 20s; Huang Lao's closed disciple, it is inevitable that he will have a bright future.

But in life, there must always be shortcomings and ups and downs.

It is normal for "different places" to be deeply remembered.

"Hey, let's not talk about this, can I read the medical records?" Zhou Congwen asked.

Hearing what Zhou Congwen said, the little nurse immediately became vigilant.

Chapter 1032 As expected of a man who can be chased and beaten by Mr. Huang with a broom

Seeing the little nurse looking at him like a thief, Zhou Congwen shrugged.

If it were me, I wouldn't let a stranger look through the medical records at will.

Go back to the thoracic surgery department and bring yourself. It's best to change your clothes again. You still have to follow the rules, and you can't bully a little nurse with your power.

And it's unreasonable, if you really do this, I'm afraid the boss will be able to torture himself for a year when he hears about it when he comes back from the front line.

"Don't worry." Zhou Congwen smiled, "I don't mean anything else, I've been busy all morning, so you should be busy first."

After speaking, Zhou Congwen turned to leave.

The little nurse looked at Zhou Congwen in surprise, this man is really easy to talk, he seems to be very similar to the one in the legend.

It is said that Huang Lao's closed disciple was gentle and modest before taking the stage, but after taking the stage, he transformed into a werewolf!

Not only did the surgery go well, but his temper was even worse.

At least it looks like this now, it's not good to be mild-tempered, and he didn't get angry when I doubted him just now.

Xiao Kai walked up to Zhou Congwen and asked in a low voice, "Professor Zhou, what should we do?"

"The little nurse doesn't know me either." Zhou Congwen also said with some distress, "It's okay if Director Yang is here."

Xiao Kai was startled, but immediately smiled wryly.

This dislocation of the upper and lower relationships made him feel particularly helpless.

"I'll go to my heart to see who is on duty. I don't know who is on duty. If I don't know, I can only wait for work." Zhou Congwen glanced at his watch, "We will be at work in less than 2 hours, bear with it."

"En." Xiao Kai knew that there was no way to do it, so he nodded in response.

"You are busy with your work, so talk about it." Zhou Congwen glanced at the middle-aged man, and smiled to show comfort.

The boss who came to the inpatient department of cardiothoracic surgery was brushing his teeth.

"President Fang!" Zhou Congwen greeted enthusiastically.

"Professor Zhou... Zhou." The boss on duty spit out toothpaste foam, and suddenly saw Huang Lao's closed disciple descending from the sky, he was obviously a little embarrassed.

"Brush your teeth, don't worry." Zhou Congwen waved his hand.

Back in cardiothoracic surgery, I felt a lot more casual.

This President Fang almost became his student in the future, but he was too old to think about his doctorate, and he was not as good as a young man, so he gave up.

"Wait a minute." Mr. Fang said vaguely, then turned to rinse his mouth.

He didn't dare to offend the little martial uncle in front of him who had just won the number one in the world.

The scene of Mr. Huang chasing Zhou Congwen all over the 912 compound with a broom that day is still fresh in his memory. It is such a blessing that Mr. Huang can chase him down. Mr. Fang is very envious.

In short, this little uncle is very favored, and he is really capable.

Facing Zhou Congwen who suddenly fell from the sky, Mr. Fang paid great respect and took the time to rinse his mouth.

"Professor Zhou, why are you here at this point?" Mr. Fang asked a little embarrassed.

Just as Zhou Congwen was about to answer, the "ding dong" sound of the system task suddenly came from his ear.

Glancing at the system panel, Zhou Congwen was stunned.

I just got the number one in the world and completed a big task, so there should be rich prizes.

It's fine if the system doesn't reward itself, and I don't want its rewards in this life, I just want the little guy to survive.

Can!

The system panel is even further blurred...

Zhou Congwen wanted to cry but had no tears.

Could it be that the little guy in the system has to be unable to complete the task himself to survive?

This is not logical at all.

The task on the system panel was blurred, and Zhou Congwen tried his best to distinguish the few words that could be vaguely read——【Emergency task: send people...】

It should mean unexpected, but what the hell is it!Who is unexpected?Where is the surprise?

What the hell!Zhou Congwen cursed in his heart.

If the little guy is a glutton, Zhou Congwen also admits that it is a product of the law of cause and effect after all, and it is not so easy to return to normal.

But it will not be able to take the number one in the world by itself, but its situation is getting worse and worse.

When Zhou Congwen thought of the gradually blurred system panel, he felt inexplicably depressed.

Mr. Fang was taken aback when he saw Zhou Congwen's strange expression, did he have toothpaste froth on his face?Otherwise, why would the little uncle have such an expression.

"weekly……"

"President Fang, is there an emergency?" Zhou Congwen asked subconsciously.

"No, the patients were all stable yesterday, a rare Christmas Eve." Mr. Fang replied.

Zhou Congwen frowned, remembering what the little nurse in the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery said.

"I have an acquaintance's mother who is in the liver and gallbladder hospital." Zhou Congwen explained his purpose of coming, and finally said, "I want to see the test report, but the little nurse over there didn't know me, so he didn't let me see it."

"I'll take you there." Boss Fang smiled. It turned out to be such a small matter.

"Don't worry, is it convenient to go to the operating room?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Operating room?"

Boss Fang was taken aback, is this little uncle of his family addicted to emergency medicine?Why go to the operating room if you have nothing to do.

That shitty place makes me sick just thinking about it now.

It was hard to catch up with Christmas Eve, but I didn't expect to go to the operating room early the next morning.

"Well, is it convenient?" Zhou Congwen gave Boss Fang a smile.

"The head nurse in the operating room is not at work, which is convenient." Mr. Fang suppressed his astonishment, and Zhou Congwen answered whatever he asked.

"Take me to see? I'll take a look at the level of liver and gallbladder in our hospital." Zhou Congwen smiled.

He didn't know if the little guy in the system meant that, but there was nothing wrong with taking a look.

"Professor Zhou, let's go." Mr. Fang replied, "Our hospital's liver and gallbladder level is not bad. Recently, the city said that it is going to build a large hospital and a small specialist. Like the orthopedic department, it seems to be built in Jishuitan Where. Our minds are good, after all, there are few doctors."

What he said was very confusing, but Zhou Congwen knew what it meant.

Large hospitals and small specialties were established a few years ago, and will take shape rapidly in the future.

Hepatobiliary and liver transplantation, such operations that require multidisciplinary cooperation, were not handled by specialized hospitals. Later, 912 did not do many operations, but the number of operations in Jinmen was very large.

Speaking of looking at the level of liver and gallbladder in 912, Zhou Congwen also found an excuse to go to the operating room to take a look.

He is very clear about the level of every surgery in 912.

"Professor Zhou, Director Yang won't do it? This is too much. If you call Director Deng, I don't believe what he can say." After asking about the situation, Mr. Fang walked and talked.

Obviously, Mr. Fang stood directly on the patient's side.

After all, it is relatively rare for a liver transplant to be accompanied by alcohol, and the alcohol content in the patient's blood cannot be detected.

"Hehe, no need." Zhou Congwen said, "Take me to see Director Yang later, and I'll just talk to him."

The little uncle really... has aura, Mr. Fang thought to himself.

The chief director who faced 912 was not stage fright at all. He wanted to "chat" with Director Yang directly.