Zhou Congwen did not urge Li Qinghua to make a decision, and after saying that, he left the private room directly.

Today is Shen Lang's class. Zhou Congwen came out of work and saw that Li Qinghua was running tight, so he had to go back and order Mao.

Absenteeism and lateness are different concepts, and not going to see the patient Zhou Congwen before getting off work, which is part of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

When he returned to the third hospital, he quietly changed his clothes and checked the rounds. The patients were all very stable. Seeing that Shen Lang was thinking about things, Zhou Congwen walked over and asked, "Shen Lang, have you started writing?"

"Writing." Shen Lang said with a frown in his previous spirit.

"Oh?" Zhou Congwen asked with a smile, "Is it not going well?"

"Oh, I only realized how difficult it was after I started writing." Shen Lang said helplessly.

Zhou Congwen really wanted to memorize a few paragraphs of "Infinite Horror" and let Shen Lang copy it and send it out, but in the end he still held it back.

"Can I see what you wrote?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Don't." Shen Lang immediately shook his head into a rattle, "It's not good-looking, I'm still thinking about it. After writing, I found that the writing style may not be suitable for the editor of Science Fiction World Magazine, so I'm still changing it."

Zhou Congwen smiled and was about to discuss with Shen Lang when a young nurse suddenly ran to the door and said loudly, "Orthopedics urgent consultation!"

Shen Lang subconsciously jumped up from the chair.

"Slow down." Zhou Congwen said.

Shen Lang ignored Zhou Congwen's words and ran straight out, "I'll go for consultation first."

"Tell me what the situation is. If we need surgery, I won't leave."

"good."

Shen Lang left a word and rushed to the orthopedic department.

The patient was 45 years old, 164cm tall, 70kg body mass, and was admitted to the emergency room due to multiple injuries caused by car accidents. The patient was lying on the flat car and was clearly aware of his passive position, and was a little mentally depressed.

It complains about dizziness and multiple pains throughout the body, especially the severe pain in the right leg and unbearable.

The chest radiograph was lying, and the sixth rib on the right chest was fractured. Shen Lang came to the orthopedic department and asked a few questions first, then he looked at the film before he felt relieved.

It has nothing to do with thoracic, it is just a rib fracture. There is a little pneumothorax on the film, with up to 5% compression of lung tissue, and no closed drainage is required for the lower chest cavity.

There was a false alarm, and Shen Lang communicated with the orthopedic doctor according to the procedure, wrote a consultation and returned to the ward.

"What patient?" Zhou Congwen asked before he left when he saw Shen Lang coming back.

Shen Lang said the patient's condition, "It's okay, go back. I saw that the patient's right thigh was deformed, and the diagnosis should be a fracture of the right femoral shaft."

"Didn't you write a CT scan for the patient?" Zhou Congwen asked.

Generally speaking, the judgment of pneumothorax requires a standing position. The gas is above the chest cavity, so it is easier to judge how much lung tissue is compressed. A lying chest X-ray is extremely difficult to judge a small amount of pneumothorax.

"No, the patient suffered a fracture in the femoral shaft and was quite suffering when transporting it. I told the orthopedic doctor to watch it more. If you have difficulty breathing, it would be too late to take a film." Shen Lang also considered this.

However, no matter how many pneumothorax is, it is nothing big. Zhou Congwen did not refute Shen Lang's opinion and stood up and went home to train for surgery.

Nothing to say for a few days.

Li Qinghua has never given Zhou Congwen the final confirmation and does not know what he is doing.

Zhou Congwen did not urgently urge Li Qinghua to give him the opportunity. If the prince of the thoracic surgery department of the People's Hospital really treats himself as the prince, and he doesn't even have the ability to seize the opportunity, then forget it.

Zhou Congwen had a poor understanding of his thoughts in his previous life. Although he had become the top doctor, he had been thinking about what he would have done back then, and he would have thought about Wang Chengfa well.

Some ways are that if Li Qinghua misses, he will change it, which doesn’t matter to Zhou Congwen.

Three days later, Zhou Congwen went to work early in the morning. As soon as he entered the ward, a figure rushed towards Zhou Congwen, hurriedly without any intention of avoiding him.

It was Shen Lang, there must be a patient in the emergency department, and Zhou Congwen made a judgment immediately.

He made a way for Shen Lang, but Shen Lang hurriedly ran out without even saying hello.

Zhou Congwen complained in his heart.

When I came to the emergency room early in the morning, especially when I saw Shen Lang's hurrying look, the patient must be very serious.

Generally speaking, there are few people in the morning, especially in 2002. There are not many cars, and in addition, people have not woken up in the morning, or they are not asleep. Once a problem occurs after the speed is soaring, it will be a big deal!

It is possible that no one can save it.

After changing his clothes, Zhou Congwen asked Nurse Daye, "Why did Shen Lang go to the emergency department?"

"Brother Zhou is here, not the emergency department, but the consultation on the operating room table." The nurse replied.

Operating room?

On-stage consultation?!

Zhou Congwen frowned, "Which department is from?"

"orthopedics."

"..." Zhou Congwen was a little puzzled. In theory, the patients in orthopedics are very stable. The key is that other organ damages are not accepted.

Generally speaking, the procedure for orthopedics to accept patients is to park the patient in the treatment room, determine which department it may have to do, and then call one by one. If there is something, whoever is involved will take away the affairs of his family; if there is nothing, the orthopedics will be admitted.

What can I do if I consult on the orthopedic surgery?

While he was puzzled, the young nurse continued, "I have called Director Wang, and he went directly to the operating room. He handed over the shift later in the morning. After handing over the shift, the head nurse had to take the ventilator operation. When will I get off the night shift?..."

The young nurse was still talking, and Zhou Congwen had already left the ward with his hands behind his back.

Zhou Congwen doesn't like gossip, but Shen Lang's anxious expression just now told Zhou Congwen that something must have happened.

Still a fucking orthopedic.

Generally speaking, the smaller the department, the bigger the accident, because over time, both doctors and nurses will slack off.

For example, in the Department of Anorectal Medicine, Zhou Congwen remembers that the first private surgical hospital in Jianghai City was the Anorectal Medicine Hospital. The surgeons were all doctors from the People's Hospital, the Second Hospital and the Third Hospital.

What about hemorrhoids? Private hospitals dare to take them in for surgery, which are definitely very mild patients. Anyone with a little emphasis will be transferred to public hospitals.

A patient died in the anorectal hospital around 2005. It is said that the patient was still fine at 8 o'clock that day, but it was already cold when he woke up in the morning.

Zhou Congwen guessed that the ligation of the blood vessels should have loosened, causing bleeding. Because of the bleeding in the middle of the night, the patient was still sleeping, so he didn't notice it. When he felt something was wrong, he was in a state of hemorrhagic shock and was unable to call for help.

The same is true for orthopedics.

Now the orthopedic department of the Third Hospital cannot perform hip or knee replacement, cervical and lumbar surgery, and can have a yarn on-stage consultation.

Zhou Congwen smelled a little danger and rushed to take a look.

If something really happened, Shen Lang probably couldn't handle it. As for Wang Chengfa... who knows.

When I changed my clothes and walked into the corridor of the operating room, a hurried roar came from my hands, "Methoxymin 2mg!"
Chapter completed!