"Head nurse, shouldn't the directors tell their opinions about the consultations of the hospital? Then they see the patients in the circle go back to make plans? Why did one come out one at a time, one comes out one at a time, just like that?" The doctor asked the nurse to look at the closed door of the doctor's office and asked.

She didn't say what it was, but the head nurse knew it.

"I don't know, Mr. Huang is here today, and it should be over soon." The head nurse looked at the door in confusion and said, "But have you seen Mr. Huang's closed disciple? The one named Zhou Congwen."

"It's the operating room that is talking about a different place? I've heard it for a long time. Mr. Huang really spoiled him. He chased him and beat him in our courtyard with a broom. Many people knew about this person before Zhou Congwen came." The doctor told the nurse to smile.

"Hahaha, I'm still young, don't say that." The head nurse smiled, "It's a pity that I have a girlfriend, if I don't have one..."

"Don't think about it, the single girls in our department are probably not favored by others."

The head nurse really wants to introduce a partner to her girls, which is a head nurse's instinct.

But Mr. Huang's closed disciple, the first place in the world's cardiothoracic surgery competition for two consecutive years, is surrounded by these halos, and Zhou Congwen is definitely not an ordinary person, and he should have a high vision.

"You said Mr. Huang brought Zhou Congwen to the consultation. Would you introduce it to other directors and look at his face?"

"It should be that President Deng clearly wants to continue walking upwards. Mr. Huang is spoiling this young man again, so he must pave the way first."

"But why is it so strange today?" The head nurse also felt strange. She looked at the doctor's office door and was unwilling to work.

Suddenly, the door opened and the director who had heart intervention walked out with a serious expression.

Taking advantage of the moment the door opened, the head nurse saw Zhou Congwen sitting upright beside Mr. Huang, with a warm smile on his face and whispering something.

Zhou Congwen's smile forms a sharp contrast with the serious face of the director of the Heart Intervention.

This is... the head nurse moved her heart and greeted her with a passionate face.

"Director Jiaqing, go see the patient." The head nurse greeted him and said nonsense.

"Yes." Director Feng Jiaqing ran towards the ward with his eyebrows locked.

"What's wrong today? Why didn't I come out to see the patients together? They were like tablet soup."

"Zhou Congwen...is amazing." Director Feng Jiaqing whispered.

"Ah?" The head nurse never expected Feng Jiaqing to say this.

"Today, Zhou Congwen is talking about the scholars. Your Director Zhang and Director Xu, who is rheumatism and immunity, have both been defeated." Director Feng Jiaqing said in a strange tone, "My...my diagnosis is also said to be wrong."

Although Director Feng was a little embarrassed, he still told the truth.

"Ah!" The head nurse said again. She never expected that Zhou Congwen was so powerful.

"It was Mr. Huang who said it in advance." The head nurse guessed.

"I don't think it's possible," said Director Feng. "They just saw the patient. Our diagnosis did not pass beforehand. Who knows what everyone diagnosed."

"What did Zhou Congwen say?"

"You Director Zhang diagnosed Bethel disease, and Director Xu diagnosed Kawasaki disease, which I think is like giant cell arteritis."

No head nurse is familiar with a series of rare disease diagnosis, and even sounds strange.

She thought for a while and asked with a dewy head, "What do you say about Zhou Congwen?"

"He said that although giant cell arteritis is a typical large vasculitis, it most often affects the temporal artery, with tenderness, weakening of pulsation or nodules, leading to headaches and masseter muscles and tongue muscle movement disorders.

Although the patient is a middle-aged woman, the lesion does not involve the temporal artery and the disease occurs before the age of 50, so it is not considered for the time being."

The nurse was silenced, and she had no idea about the relationship between inflammation of the temporal artery and age.

Curious in her heart, she accompanied Director Feng to see the patient. The patient and the patient's family were obviously confused. After a while, an old doctor came to see him and they could no longer sit still.

Director Feng confirmed that the patient did not have temporal arteritis, and then asked indirectly for a few questions before leaving the ward thoughtfully.

The head nurse did not go in. She watched Director Feng Jiaqing enter the ward and told the nurse, "This is a bit strange today."

"What's wrong with the head nurse."

"Director Feng is usually overbearing. Although he has an interventional operation, he is still spoiled by someone except Mr. Huang during the consultation in the whole hospital. I remember one time during the endocrine period, he threw the medical record clip and broke the endocrine hospitalization head, causing bleeding."

"I remember, but the final diagnosis was Director Feng, right? I heard that. The endocrine system was not convinced, but after the patient's diagnosis was made, everyone stopped talking."

"Look at today." The head nurse said, "Director Feng is honest like a kitten. When he talks about Zhou Congwen, he seems a little scared. As for? Usually, Director Feng only respects Mr. Huang, but he is absolutely not afraid."

"Hahaha, is this so ugly as his cat?"

"Tsk, Director Feng didn't say a word next to him after he came out. The first sentence is that Zhou Congwen is too awesome."

“!!!”

The whole hospital knows the stone-like temper and arrogance in Director Feng Jiaqing's pit.

Except for Mr. Huang, he never seemed to have convinced anyone, including Director Xu of the Department of Rheumatology and Immunology for the Diagnosis of Rare Diseases.

If you are undecided in case of trouble, the truth-level words of rheumatism and immunity do not exist in Feng Jiaqing's mind at all.

The doctor told the nurse to look at her in a daze. It was hard for her to believe that there was someone who could convince Director Feng so much.

Is that little guy named Zhou Congwen really that powerful?

"Captain Nurse, you said Zhou Congwen..."

The doctor told the nurse that she didn't know how to describe Zhou Congwen, so she suddenly stopped.

"It must be amazing. You remember that last year, Mr. Huang chased him with a broom, and many people saw it. It is said that Mr. Huang was about to rush forward with the attitude of dying on the front line, but he refused to let Zhou Congwen go, so he should have left the fire."

"..." The doctor told the nurse to be speechless.

Although she didn't believe it very much, as one director after another came out of the office and went to the ward, each director had a serious expression, and even some people looked like a rustle, so she gradually believed it.

This is 912, it is not a scattered and sub-level hospital. Which director does not have real skills?

But today, Zhou Congwen was verbally opposed to the scholars and defeated them one by one.

This person seems to be more interesting than the legendary one.

...

In the office.

Zhou Congwen smiled and said, "If you have no objection, then I'll summarize it."

No one spoke, and everyone's eyes fell on Zhou Congwen, either solemn or suspicious.

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