"Hey?" Zhou Congwen answered the phone helplessly.

"Brother Zhou, emergency surgery!"

"Okay, I'll be here soon."

Zhou Congwen had no choice but to hang up the phone and put his arms on the table and said to Boss Chunxiao, "Boss, I'm really confused, don't believe it..."

Boss Chunxiao laughed, "I'm just curious about gossip and can't buy it."

Zhou Congwen was relieved and stood up and waved to say goodbye.

When Zhou Congwen's back disappeared, a greasy head came out of nowhere, "Boss, what did that kid buy?"

Wang Zhiquan said, and grabbed the lottery tickets from the table without hesitation.

"Slow down, I didn't say no."

"Korea?! I just knew that South Korea would win the championship!" Although Wang Zhiquan was excited, he lowered his voice and said, "This time we think of going together. As long as we are shameless, there is nothing impossible in this world."

Boss Chunxiao looked at Wang Zhiquan with great interest.

"I will definitely win a lot this time! I would have known it if I had known it. I'll bet on the South Korean team since the first game. I've been to Macau long ago, who's still here?"

Wang Zhiquan said, with an excited look on his face and hurriedly turned around.

While walking, he was nagging Zhou Congwen about the fact that he came so late every time and the time was too hasty.

Boss Chunxiao watched Wang Zhiquan enter the back room all the way.

...

...

Zhou Congwen came to the hospital and saw the nurse cleaning the disposal room. "Song Yuan, what patient?"

"Brother Zhou, you are here." The young nurse turned around and wanted to squeeze out a smile, but only showed her fatigue on her face, "A pneumothorax patient."

pneumothorax?

rescue?

Zhou Congwen was stunned for a moment. Although tension pneumothorax needs to be rescued, he even needs to directly insert a needle into the chest at the most dangerous time.

But it is not rescued.

"Oh, don't mention it." The young nurse sighed, "The patient is a mother who has a caesarean section at Yunxian County Hospital. I don't know how to do it, but I'm getting pneumothorax."

“…”

Zhou Congwen was speechless.

What's the matter!

Caesarean section can touch the diaphragm and damage the lungs. This level is too bad.

He sighed, "Are the patient okay?"

"It's okay, Yunxian can't do closed chest drainage. If you make a clear judgment and turn it over, there's nothing to do."

Zhou Congwen knew very well what the young nurse said meant.

Some doctors are always willing to do things that cannot be achieved after making mistakes and want to cover up.

For example, if this mother really meets a doctor who can't even diagnose pneumothorax, she will go on stage again...

As soon as the ventilator was blown, the patient died directly on the operating table.

It's fine if there's nothing to do.

"What have you rescued?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"The patient has hemorrhagic shock, and the obstetrics department goes up with us. The obstetrics department first stops the hemorrhage, and then we repair the lungs."

Alas, Zhou Congwen sighed.

It is probably also done first in obstetrics, and then Wang Chengfa did it again.

The good luck a few days ago seemed to have been completely used, and I even had to take a table for surgery.

There was no way, he always had to do it. He bowed his hands and slowly changed into white clothes and went straight to the operating room.

The operating room was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Zhou Congwen didn't feel unfamiliar with the operating room in 2002, but he just felt a little strange.

I really don’t want to have surgery at night, it’s so inhumane. But the patient in front of me still needs surgery, and there is no way.

After changing clothes, the patient had finished anesthesia and the obstetrics department began to disinfect.

The obstetrician complained while disinfecting, complaining that the doctors in lower-level hospitals could not even do a normal caesarean section.

However, complaining cannot solve the problem, and everyone is restrained by saying bad things about other doctors, not singing fragrance, but just nagging.

Disinfect, lay sterile sheets, and the obstetrics department will take the stage for surgery first.

Zhou Congwen took a look and found that it was caused by scar pregnancy.

The best solution to this situation is interventional embolism treatment, and of course, it is necessary to rule out the possibility of poor surgery performed by doctors in lower-level hospitals.

After seeing half of the operation, Zhou Congwen pulled Shen Lang to smoke.

Wang Chengfa only drinks and doesn't smoke, so he is the one who doesn't like smoking the most. Zhou Congwen doesn't care, and Shen Lang is a little hesitant.

But those who smoke are all virtues.

Shen Lang and Zhou Congwen quietly ran to the locker room to smoke.

"Congwen, have you been to a grassroots hospital? Why can't you even get a closed chest drainage?" Shen Lang asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

"We don't even have a chest bottle and chest tube, and it won't work even if we can get rid of it." Zhou Congwen smiled, "Our chest department is like neurosurgery, and it is a major department."

Shen Lang looked at Zhou Congwen embarrassedly, "The big department?" He didn't believe Shen Lang if he beat him to death.

"You have to say that our economy is backward, right? The same is true in the south. In the future...hehe, only hospitals with thoracic and neurosurgery can have the confidence."

Zhou Congwen almost told all the things that the cardiothoracic surgery department of Grade A hospitals is a key department that meets the standards in the future.

"Hey, I don't think it's a small job to know how to have a lower chest bottle. Shen Lang, if you want to, you can quit now and go to a southern township hospital. People will definitely prepare it for you. After more than ten years, the construction will get better and better. As long as you study a few times, you will ask a professor to do surgery and be the director."

Zhou Congwen suggested to Shen Lang as if he was joking.

It sounds particularly unreliable, but this is how a graduate who was taught by Zhou Congwen in his previous life. Later, Zhou Congwen was invited to fly to the knife, and it took only three years to make the thoracic surgery department of township hospitals the largest thoracic surgery department in prefecture-level cities.

This is not mentioned later, but Shen Lang only thinks that Zhou Congwen is joking.

Shen Lang did not ridicule Zhou Congwen's "stupidity". It is the norm for nonsense among colleagues and friends. Who would take it seriously?

However, Shen Lang was not as calm as Zhou Congwen. He was afraid of Wang Chengfa. He quickly took a few puffs of cigarettes and chatted for a few minutes before throwing the cigarette butt into the toilet, opened the window to dissipate the smell, and went back to continue watching the operation.

More than an hour later, after the obstetric surgery was completed, Shen Lang and Zhou Congwen began to be busy with chest surgery.

Considering that it was just a rupture of the diaphragm, Wang Chengfa was preparing to complete the operation with a thoracoscopy.

When brushing hands, disinfecting, and laying lists, Wang Chengfa stood in the position of the craftsman, Shen Lang was Yishui, standing beside him. Zhou Congwen was still standing in the position where he couldn't see the screen, and could only see Wang Chengfa with his back facing the TV.

When repairing the diaphragm by thoracoscopy, just apply a few titanium clips to check whether the lungs are damaged. The operation is very simple and there is no problem in choosing the surgical method.

Zhou Congwen didn't think about fighting with Wang Chengfa in everything, so he was content with fishing on the operating table.

His position is not enough to be slutty.

Even the best surgeons cannot ignore the screen and just rely on blind fucking.

When Zhou Congwen saw Wang Chengfa cut a 2m cut, he thought of Wang Zhiquan in his mind. He didn't know if Wang Zhiquan was arrested. If not, he would start the next plan.
Chapter completed!