Details, everything is in the details.

Who knew that such a thing would happen! Zhou Congwen sighed.

Yes, if Dr. Gao said those words just now, he would be a stinking hooligan...

He was careless, Zhou Congwen had never experienced similar things in his previous life. He frowned and thought, "I'll call Political Commissar Xu."

Zhou Congwen was particularly helpless and hung up Li Qinghua's phone number and called Zhengcomman Xu.

When explaining the situation, Political Commissar Xu was also surprised. There were very few similar mistakes. He smiled and joked with Zhou Congwen, and then went to call the lower body.

When he returned to the art room, Liu Wei saw Zhou Congwen's expression strange, so he asked, "Congwen, what's wrong?"

Zhou Congwen told the matter all over, and everyone spread their hands, shrugged their shoulders, and looked at the sky.

The operation was originally a good thing, because Li Qinghua's car broke down yesterday, and today he took a taxi to pick up Professor Chen. He met a enthusiastic citizen who was not afraid of death, but he actually became like this in front of him...

well.

Why is it so difficult to do a good job of surgery?

"What should I do?" Shen Lang was also a little numb.

"Cold." Zhou Congwen said angrily.

The patient has finished anesthesia and followed the normal procedure. The stage has been started at this time and the operation is almost done. As a result, he can only stare at him with big eyes and Zhou Congwen cursed in his heart.

Some things cannot be avoided by being cautious, such as... this accident.

The operating room was rarely in silence. Everyone knew that Zhou Congwen was very depressed and no one dared to joke.

It would be fine if he was an ordinary little doctor, but Zhou Congwen was definitely not a little doctor. The fact that he was going to the Second Hospital of Medical University to preside over the work after the New Year has spread, and everyone knows that this person has a bright future in the future.

Therefore, my respect for Zhou Congwen is also silently improving.

About a quarter of an hour later, Zhou Congwen's cell phone rang.

"Congwen, you can drive, Political Commissar Xu drives Professor Chen and I back." Li Qinghua seemed very tired, and was more tired than Dr. Gao who had undergone surgery all night.

"good."

Zhou Congwen took a deep breath and glanced at Shen Lang, "Shen Lang, brush your hands."

Shen Lang could see the height of his eyebrows and eyes. This was not the time to gossip. He silently went to Zhou Congwen to make a list and set up a list.

Zhou Congwen's hand speed was completely opened, but there was actually no operation. He cut open, blunt separation, single lung ventilation, and entered the chest cavity. He saw the line behind the four-claw anchor.

The surgery to remove the small lung nodule with the previous life of Zhou Congwen, mainly because the positioning needle appeared more than ten years in advance, which greatly reduced the technical threshold for the operation.

After doing this, Zhou Congwen stopped moving. He stood quietly on the operating table and looked at the screen.

"Congwen, cut it."

"Xiao Zhou, I saw it all. I'll cut it out after two shots. What are you waiting for?"

"That's right, your level is no worse than Professor Chen."

Facing the persuasion of the kings around him, Zhou Congwen shook his head.

"The patient asked Professor Chen to do the operation, and he had to let Professor Chen do it. The pre-work is not important, I can complete it. But I can't do the wedge cutting, and if it is done, the impact will not be good."

"You..." Liu Wei wanted to complain.

But when he saw Zhou Congwen not speaking, he thought of some undercurrents in the operating room recently, and he understood it.

Whether the surgery is difficult or not is one thing, but who will do it is another.

If Zhou Congwen had done the operation, those who looked at him would not have thought so.

If the words are spread, they will definitely become a different person - if you ask a professor in thoracic surgery, you are just fooling patients, but in fact, they are all done by people in thoracics themselves.

There are countless similar words, basically all of which are verbal techniques, which are easy to say but not good to say.

But once this kind of rhetoric is spread, it will be a huge blow to the external thoracic expert.

That's how the sign was broken.

Zhou Congwen did the right thing and was very stable.

"Patient..." said the circuit nurse with some displeasure.

But the following words were a bit ugly and she didn't say them all.

"When the director and the others come back, Brother Chen and I will discuss the fee for the first patient's external expert to be refunded." Zhou Congwen said firmly, but he refused to take action.

Everyone had no choice but to wait.

Soon, Li Qinghua and Chen Houkun ran in in a row.

"What's bad about it?" Li Qinghua apologized first after coming in.

It's really embarrassing.

"You didn't cut it?" Chen Houkun glanced at the TV screen and said in surprise.

"Brother Chen, I'm asking you." Zhou Congwen said coldly, "What's going on after I finish the operation?"

"..." Chen Houkun sighed deeply.

Today's misunderstanding was a bit big, and he felt very sorry for the patient.

Although this is an accident, it is not that I want to delay the operation subjectively, the patient has been anesthetized for more than an hour.

"Xiao Zhou, why don't the patient's expert fee be like this? Go back and return it to him." Chen Houkun whispered like a child who made a mistake.

On this point, Chen Houkun and Zhou Congwen's ideas are quite consistent.

"Yes." Zhou Congwen nodded.

Liu Wei observed his expression and saw the tone and expression of the few people in the operating room.

Although Zhou Congwen is not old, he is still majestic and powerful. When he stands in front of the operating table, he seems to not even Li Qinghua thinks he is the director.

I don’t know if the academician’s work station’s resume will give me a layer of gold, and whether I can go to 912, Liu Wei’s mind began to become active.

Although Director Deng and Director Zou of 912 at that time both said they were affirmative, Liu Wei was an old man, and knowing that this matter mainly depends on himself.

He carefully recorded every habit of Zhou Congwen next time. In the future, he only had a look and did nothing he did.

Well, this is tacit understanding.

Li Qinghua and Chen Houkun came on stage, and Zhou Congwen went down directly and went to locate the next patient with Li Ran.

The whole process went smoothly again, and the patient cycled alternately between the two surgeries, and the operation ended in less than 2 hours.

After checking the ward, it was noon and Chen Houkun was a little tired.

"I'm back. Today is the first time I've been to the Public Security Bureau in so many years. I'm almost taking a record." Chen Houkun sighed.

No one could have expected today's misunderstanding, and Zhou Congwen didn't say much, called Master Shi to come and took Professor Chen to the train station by himself.

After seeing Professor Chen off, Zhou Congwen went back to take a look at the patient after the operation.

The patient is in a stable condition and he feels at ease to go home.

He was used to bowing his hands, but Zhou Congwen straightened his waist the next second. The boss only allowed him, the state official, to set fire and not let the people light the lights, which was a bit too much.

Zhou Congwen complained in his heart.

When he got home, he opened the door with the key. Zhou Congwen suddenly saw Liu Xiaobi sitting on the sofa, curling up like a cat reading a book.

"Why are you coming in again?" Zhou Congwen said.

"I? Check if you have damaged our things." Liu Xiaobing said lightly.
Chapter completed!