From processing raw materials to going abroad to dig holes in the Black Continent to find oil, it was not that easy anyway, and going to the Black Continent was not a good place. Many people who helped build the Black Continent in the early years said that going there

Traveling to the Black Continent and getting injections can make your arms swollen.

But now, this engineer on the oil front is lying on a hospital bed, his body covered with pipes. If he covers his head, it would be impossible to tell that he is a person lying here.

Modern medical care is sometimes cruel and anti-human. Zhang Fan met such a man when he was in the tea ICU. The old man had participated in the revolution. At that time, his salary was very high, and the medical treatment was

It is fully reimbursed.

The old man was in his 90s and almost 100 years old. At that time, he was admitted to the hospital because of the aggravation of lung inflammation due to influenza. The old man persuaded the patient's family to take him home and let the old man finish his last journey at home in peace.

As a result, the family members almost beat up Lao Ju. At that time, the family members said that no matter what method you use, you must ensure that the old man continues to survive.

To be honest, the treatment plan at that time made anyone feel distressed. A large amount of blood transfusion, the best antibiotics, the best ICU ward, and modern medical methods may make it difficult for a person to survive healthily, but there is a way.

It can still be done without letting anyone die.

At that time, the old man was lying in the ward, with that pleading look in his eyes. The doctors and nurses looked at him with pity. But the family members seemed to have a heart of stone.

In the end, it seems that the city leaders came forward to solve the employment problem of the children of the elderly family, and then they signed the consent form to give up the treatment.

"Today we will try to raise the patient's hemoglobin and we will perform surgery tomorrow morning. Before leaving, Zhang Fan gave the old man an explanation.

Now that he had to decide on surgery, Zhang Fan had to find a way to do his best.

After all, this thing is not about repairing a machine.

In the hotel, Zhang Fan lay on the bed, turned off his mobile phone, closed the curtains, adjusted the air conditioner, and then entered the system. This kind of surgery is different from conventional surgery or even tumor surgery.

Even for tumor surgery, there are traces to follow. But for this kind of surgery, just like injuries caused by accidents, the doctor doesn't even have any room to choose.

To put it more simply, routine surgery or even tumor surgery is an ambush. The medical staff prepare everything, and they often do corresponding exercises for this kind of surgery on weekdays. Although it is sometimes very difficult, in general

, is carried out within a controllable range.

With this kind of surgery, the doctor becomes the target of an ambush.

Before you open your chest, it's hard to say anything. It's a bit like a deaf-mute marriage. Before entering the bridal chamber, you really can't be sure whether the other person is a regular customer of yours.

Zhang Fan, lying on the bed, simulated this kind of surgery over and over again. No one can guarantee whether the operation will be completed and the patient will be out of danger.

Zhang Fan lay on the hotel bed from early morning until evening. If his bladder hadn't rebelled, he probably wouldn't have gotten up.

In the hotel next door, Lao Chen and Wang Hong were chatting, "Zhang Yuan is really self-disciplined. I just can't control myself. I always make mistakes. I didn't understand before, but now I have made some progress. Chen Yuan

, don’t forget to take things into consideration that you couldn’t do before. Women are just like this, petty and loving, and they keep arguing about small things.”…

Lao Chen had a smile on his face, but he was filled with surprise in his heart.

"This woman improves and grows up so fast. When I was her age, I probably wouldn't be able to reach her level. This woman not only has political ambitions, but also political abilities. Zhang Yuan really trained her."

It’s over!」

"Look at what you said, isn't it all for work? It's understandable that young people have young people's ideas. Once it's over, it's over, and it's meaningless to mention it again. Have you ever thought about going to Zheng'erba?

Have you entered the cadre ranks?"

The establishment of a hospital is somewhat similar to that of a farm.

The company commanders and platoon commanders on the farm are actually not serious cadres, just like community books.

And those who really enter the sequence are only the team members who can raise their hands at Chasu Hospital. For example, Mr.

Although Ju despises Lao Chen, the vice-president of Lao Chen’s family is recognized by the state.

The vice president of Laoju is only recognized by the hospital.

Wang Hong was actually conflicted in her heart. If she could find some connections and transfer to the government, she would at least be able to start on the side.

However, this entanglement only existed for a short period of time, and later she figured it out.

Now, I see that everything I am doing well is actually because of Zhang Fan. If I break out of this circle, it is hard to say whether I will continue to make progress in the future, but I will definitely not have as much power as I do now.

Therefore, after making up her mind, she put more and more of her full body into this position, which was even fuller than opening her white coat.

"Haha, I know a certain amount of my level. What I do in this position is barely adequate. If Zhang Yuan hadn't been tolerant, I would have been kicked out by now.

Chen Yuan and Zhang Yuan have been resting for almost a day. Why don't you call and ask how much you can eat before resting."

Wang Hong was unwilling to discuss this matter in front of Lao Chen.

She understood that Lao Chen was obsessed with his own mind, so she couldn't talk about this kind of thing too much, otherwise she wouldn't be able to explain it to Zhang Fan if he made some bad remarks.

Lao Chen suddenly seemed to be reminded, and looked at his watch, "It's better that you are careful, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me. So I won't make any phone calls now. Zhang Yuan is probably annoyed to death by phone calls all year round, so I'll start

Let’s go and have a look.”

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Fan pushed open the half-open door and said, "Have you eaten yet? I'm a little tired. I've been lying down for a long time."

"I haven't worked all day, so I didn't seem to be very hungry so I didn't eat. But when you tell me, I'm actually a little hungry." Old Chen stood up with a smile.

"Let's go, we finally came to Yangcheng. The temperature has dropped now. Let's find a place to have something to eat."

As soon as he left the hall, he quickly caught up with him. "Zhang Yuan, I'm so sleepy that I even forgot to eat."

"Hey, I thought you were gone. Be good to me, be good to me. Today I'll treat Boss Shining to a casual meal. I have an operation tomorrow, so I'll just have a simple meal today. Next time I go to Cha Su, I'll definitely have it in a special restaurant.

Let me treat you well, Boss Shining, at the farmhouse."

"Haha, I have to go to Cha Su, not for anything else but just for Zhang Yuan's meal."

When Zhang Fan said it was simple, it really was simple.…

I just found a store that looked relatively clean and had not many but not very few customers.

I don’t know if the barbecued pork here in Yangcheng is modeled after Yangcheng, or it is modeled after one street in Yangcheng. Anyway, you can see it everywhere in the streets and alleys, just like the fried pork noodles in the border areas.

But Zhang Fan doesn't particularly like to eat it. I don't know why, but it just feels like he put too much sugar water in it.

Let’s talk about simplicity today, it’s really simple.

I just ordered the restaurant's specialty dish, which is said to be a family tradition in Fujian Province.

As soon as he saw the menu, Zhang Fan regretted it a little. It was so simple, but the price was so expensive. Once you've entered, you can't go out again.

In the early morning, Zhang Fan had already arrived in the operating room early.

"Did you see that Zhang Yuan came so early? This is the reason why they can succeed. Some of our doctors stayed up late the night before knowing that there was an operation the next day. This is not acceptable."

People say that the old man has a good temper, but in fact they are all lies. When the old man with a litigious face cleans up the doctor, Ouyang is not much different.

In fact, in this industry, there are only a few people with a good temper who can reach the top. Zhang Fan can even proudly say: I have the best temper among this group of people.

As soon as he entered the operating room, Zhang Fan was not easy to talk, but compared to the old man and the others, Zhang Fan was already very talkative.

The old man’s charisma is not false either.

The chief surgeon is Zhang Fan, and the three assistants are all department directors, and they are either Zhongshan or Nanfang, or Nanfang or Yangcheng Provincial Hospital. It can almost be said that they are among the top ten doctors here in Yangcheng, and even in the south.

After greeting several people, Zhang Fan just picked up the oval forceps and prepared to disinfect them.

The doctor was not familiar with him, and he was older than Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan was embarrassed to let him do such trivial preoperative preparations.

"Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan, oh, aren't you slapping me? I'll come, I'll come, where can I get you disinfected?"

The other person's bird-like accent was very serious, and it took Zhang Fan a long time to understand what he meant.

Zhang Fan was not polite. He really wanted Zhang Fan to disinfect the sheets today. If word got out, these people would probably be sprayed too.

In the operating room, all men and women, regardless of age, are the surgeons, and the first assistant is in the row. Of course, the teacher leading the students does not count.

When the surgery started, several people cooperated well.

None of the three assistants spoke to Zhang Fan, and none of them said they could not keep up with Zhang Fan's pace. They cut the skin, opened the chest, and put the sternal retractor into the chest.

This set is just like opening the lid of luncheon meat in the early years. A kitchen knife cuts a cross on the lid, and then lifts off the iron sheet.

In fact, the preliminary work of this operation is probably based on the same principle.

After entering the chest cavity, the patient's lungs were as swollen as a condom filled with potassium permanganate solution, and they began to swell.

"Zhang Yuan's blood oxygen started to go down."

The anesthesiologist immediately began to report the patient's vital status. "I know, everyone, please hurry up."

After saying that, Zhang Fan moved faster and faster.

The three assistants, especially the first assistant, were sweating like raindrops.

"It's too fast. This is too fast. Below is the ascending aorta. Oh my God, I'll just use the electrosurgery."

Isuke's emotions were like a roller coaster. While he was busy helping Zhang Fan, he also asked Yukong to look up and ask, "Did you fall asleep in this job? Why are you so brave?"

"What is level? This is level. No wonder the old man specially invited Zhang Yuan to come over. This surgery has been elevated to the level of art." Only Sanshu could appreciate it leisurely.

The first and second assistants could no longer care about anything at this moment.

At the beginning, they felt that Zhang Fan was too conservative. Under the urging of the anesthesiologist, they suddenly changed their minds. Only now did they realize that this was too wild.

The large blood vessels jumped suddenly, and then I saw Zhang Fan's electric knife directly inserted into the large blood vessels. At the edge of the large blood vessels, electric sparks kept sizzling. To be honest, if I shook my hand slightly, it would really be possible.

Create a fountain of blood.

Under the operating table, the old man's team had a very tacit understanding of administering the medicine. They even simply mentioned the name of the medicine when communicating, and then everyone looked at each other and decided to use the medicine. As for the dosage and usage, there was no need to say it directly.
Chapter completed!