Back in 2002 as a doctor

Although the two dragons spit out beads, although it is not very appropriate, but...Zhou Congwen did not expect that it turned out to be a line drawing as the name suggests.

In an instant, Zhou Congwen thought of lightning, thought of some remote things, and roughly understood what happened.

"Surgery! Surgery!!"

The 120 outpatient doctor yelled loudly while running.

Seeing this scene, Zhang You was also stunned.

He thought of countless situations, even the weirdest clinical situation where a woman and a dog couldn't be separated and were sent together.

But he never expected that this was the fucking Erlong Spit Pearl.

The two thick noodles looked very funny, but paired with the bruised face, it was indescribably terrifying.

"Dad..." Zhang You's son came to Zhang You with a look of panic and fear.

Standing beside his father, Zhang You's son felt safe now, and let out a mournful cry.

"What are you doing!" Zhang You asked sharply.

"I...we..."

Zhou Congwen patted Zhang You's son on the shoulder, "Where did the noodles come from?"

Zhang You was taken aback, Zhou Congwen's focus was really strange.

After the accident, Zhang You's son was in a daze.

At such a young age, he had never seen a dying person.Although he is a medical student, he has not entered the clinic, and everything has not yet started. How can he stand up to this kind of intimidation.

Besides, seeing friends and classmates whom one is familiar with are on the verge of death, that is indeed not something that ordinary people can bear.

When Zhang You's son heard someone ask a question, he subconsciously replied in a daze, "We did it ourselves yesterday."

"Die!" Zhou Congwen said in a cold voice. After speaking, he turned around and strode towards the emergency room.

Zhang You was immediately upset. His son could train him, but others couldn't, including Zhou Congwen.

But at the moment of the attack, Zhang You still suppressed the discomfort in his heart, glared at his son fiercely, and followed Zhou Congwen to the emergency room.

"Don't move yet!" Zhou Congwen entered the emergency room and saw that the emergency surgeon had just put on the film gloves and was about to pull the "tentacles" floating outside.

Seeing Zhou Congwen coming in, the emergency surgeon hurriedly greeted him, "Professor Zhou, why are you here?"

"Director Zhang knows the patient, so I'll take a look." Zhou Congwen said, "Prepare the floor lamp and pack a suture kit."

Zhou Congwen was about to take over the treatment without being polite at all.

"Ah?" The emergency surgeon was puzzled, "Professor Zhou, you want to..."

"This is noodles."

Both Zhang You and the emergency surgeon were stunned. Who the hell didn't know that these were noodles? Zhou Congwen was talking nonsense.

"Prepare things first, and don't move them casually." Zhou Congwen said sternly.

"Okay." The emergency surgeon still has the most basic respect for Zhou Congwen, who has just won the world number one.

Even if people look at it... In fact, they are very young, but the number one in the world is a resounding golden signboard, which cannot be underestimated.

The people in the emergency department were preparing things. Zhang You looked at the boy lying on his side on the flat car, struggling to breathe like a fish still ashore, and couldn't laugh or cry.

The vital signs are not bad, and it is estimated that there will be no danger to his life, so Zhang You is relieved.

But he didn't give his son any good face. He suppressed his smile and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

"The book talks about an ancient punishment called Erlong spit beads, it should be this." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

"..." Zhang You was taken aback.

Another student who came with me said, "We saw Erlong spit beads in the book, Qiangzi didn't believe it, and said it was a lie, so we tried it."

"Pour the noodles in and then stand upside down?" Zhou Congwen asked.

The classmate and Zhang You's son nodded at the same time.

"Damn it!" Zhou Congwen scolded viciously, "You don't know how to play around! If you play like this, you will kill someone."

"We... Teacher, we... are what Qiang Zi wanted." The classmate explained.

"Gentlemen, I'm a bit responsible. This is not the time to shirk responsibility." Zhou Congwen asked coldly, "How many have you eaten?"

"Only two."

"how long?"

"It's so long." The student gestured with his hand, and it was about 50cm long.

"You guys!" Zhou Congwen cast a stern glance at the ignorant young people.

Shen Lang asked curiously, "Congwen, what is that?"

"Pour half-baked noodles the size of a little finger into his stomach," Zhou Congwen said, "and then stand on his head... Normal treatment of criminals is to tie them up. It's amazing that the patient can hold back himself."

Shen Lang seldom heard Zhou Congwen speak harshly when facing patients. He knew that Zhou Congwen was really angry this time, but he was even more curious.

"and then?"

"It is written in the book that 'Turn the prisoner over, lay him flat on the mat, roll up the mat, tie a rope, tie him up straight, then carry him, and stand him upside down behind the door.'"

"..."

"Then the noodles come out of the stomach, plus the acid reflux. Because the person is upside down, there are only two outlets - the nostrils."

"Such a thick thing, poked into the nostrils, you say it's uncomfortable or not. In addition, it also has the effect of digestive juice, which keeps irritating the mucous membrane. The taste should not be too sour."

"..."

After listening to Zhou Congwen's explanation, Shen Lang immediately understood what the so-called Erlong spit out beads.

This name is a bit inappropriate, and it is a rote, but it is really uncomfortable.

The two nostrils are considered to be two dragons, and the face dripping out is considered to be a beard.

No wonder Zhou Congwen said just now that they were trying to die, but they really did.

But fortunately, when he realized something was wrong, he stopped standing on his head. After all, it was a few students playing around in the university dormitory, and it wasn't really torture to extract a confession.

So it was just suffering, but no irreparable tragedy happened.

What's more, these students still have some basic common sense, and they didn't mess around with it by themselves, but sent them to the hospital.If they break the noodles, it will be difficult to clean up later.

"Just take it out."

"Shen Lang, do you understand the anatomy of the nasopharynx?" Zhou Congwen asked.

Shen Lang was startled, and immediately thought of the properties of the noodles and the structure of the nasopharyngeal wall.

If one is not careful and the noodles enter the trachea, it will really kill him.

Zhang You also understood, but instead of scolding his son, he pulled him behind, rubbed his hands and asked, "Professor Zhou, are you sure? Why don't we go to the ENT department?"

"They haven't seen it before, so they probably don't know how to deal with it." Zhou Congwen said, "Let me do it, it's not a big problem."

Chapter 1052 The spirit of death

The emergency surgeon and the nurse prepared the instruments while talking. Zhou Congwen put on sterile gloves and patted the patient's face.

"Young man, I am a doctor and your future teacher."

The young man who was spit out by the second dragon turned blue and was very uncomfortable.When he heard Zhou Congwen say the word "teacher", he nodded vigorously.

But even with force, his movements were so slight that they were barely visible.

"I'm going to take out the noodles for you. It may be uncomfortable, so bear with it." Zhou Congwen said, "Blink if you understand."

The young man blinked immediately, indicating that he understood.

When he came to the hospital, all his hopes were on the doctor.In fact, due to the lack of oxygen caused by holding his breath, there are really not many things he can think and do.

Severe hypoxic state is a kind of torture for people, coupled with the strong stimulation of the nasopharynx by the reflux of digestive juice, so it is correct to say that Erlong spitting beads is torture.

Zhou Congwen couldn't figure out why these young people had such sufficient ability to kill.

Young people's brains are not fully developed, incomplete, Zhou Congwen has been using this sentence to comfort himself.

After getting the ground lamp ready, Shen Lang assisted Zhou Congwen to open the student's mouth, and bit a thick cotton ball on the back to keep the mouth from closing.

this point is very important.

When the noodles are taken out for a while, it is likely that the patient will have various behaviors due to local irritation, and even the doctor will be bitten.

It's okay if you only get a bite, and if it's not intentional, you may not be able to bite through the sterile gloves, let alone bleeding.

But Zhou Congwen was worried that the noodles could not be taken out completely, and if that was the case, it would be very fucked up.

"Congwen, this job doesn't seem to be difficult." Seeing that the patient was fine, Shen Lang wasn't worried, but the fire of gossip was burning brightly.

"Noodles, you have to pay attention that these are noodles." Zhou Congwen said, "Don't worry if they can be taken out completely, otherwise you will have to do a bunch of other tests. If there are residues falling in the respiratory tract, there will be secondary infections .”

"Angangang~" The patient made an indistinct sound.

After all, he is a medical student. Although he doesn't know what will happen if food residues fall into the respiratory tract, Zhou Congwen can't help but explain in detail.

For a moment, the diagnosis of lung abscess and all kinds of weird complications that the teacher told in class made him extremely frightened.

"Don't worry." Zhou Congwen squinted his eyes, "Whether I use my strength or not, you will feel very uncomfortable, but it's best not to move."

"Blink when you understand."

The little boy blinked.

"You may have a feeling of near death, the feeling that you are going to die soon, but don't be afraid." Zhou Congwen continued, "This is a hospital, you will not die."

The little boy hesitated for a moment, then blinked again.

Zhou Congwen didn't say anything more, bent over to get closer to him, and put one hand of tweezers and the other hand into the little boy's mouth.

As Zhou Congwen's hand continued to pull out, a noodle appeared in front of people's eyes.

The emergency surgeon and the nurse pressed the little boy to make him not struggle so violently, so as not to affect Zhou Congwen's operation.

10cm...

20cm...

30cm...

50cm...

The noodles were pulled out bit by bit, Zhou Congwen didn't move quickly, and Zhang You knew very well that he was worried that the noodles would be broken.

But after pulling it out to a full 60cm, Zhang You slapped his son hard.

"Brat, didn't you just say 50cm!"

"We have measured it, and indeed there are only..."

"That's it after soaking, it's over immediately." Zhou Congwen said slowly.

As soon as his words fell, the noodles were finally pulled out.

The little boy retracted the noodles in one nostril, this step was extremely exciting, and he struggled hard again.

Emergency surgeons and nurses were sweating profusely trying to hold him down.

The patient is young and strong, and in desperation, it seems like a trapped animal is still fighting. It is simply an impossible task to hold down.

"Okay." Zhou Congwen took out a noodle and patted the patient, "There is one more, take it easy and take a deep breath."

As one nostril was relieved, the patient took a few deep breaths, and the blood oxygen saturation returned to normal immediately.

"Take a 1-minute break, mainly to ease your emotions. Just now you struggled too violently, and they told you to take it easy."

"Teacher, can I take it out by myself?" The patient asked Zhou Congwen in a low voice with sweat all over his face.

His voice was hoarse, but he was able to communicate normally.At least, Zhou Congwen could understand what he said.

"You? Hehe." Zhou Congwen smiled.

Zhang You picked up the needle holder and touched the noodles.

Soon, his face became serious.

The part exposed outside the nostrils is fine, and still maintains a certain degree of toughness and elasticity.