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540 Self-examination

"Also know how to cut it in half?"

"Oh, you can't use the doctor's mind to bring it in, and don't say what is written on the instruction manual. People always have a brain that gets water in my brain. The last time I get water in my brain..."

Zhou Congwen said, and suddenly stopped.

"Oh?" Liu Xiaobei became interested in a sudden, "The last time you got into your brain, did you let me take Yuanbai Soup orally?"

"No." Zhou Congwen was wearing a tenfold glass and grinding an egg while talking to Liu Xiaobie, "Once, a patient with pneumonia was very ill. After three days of treatment, the patient was still having a fever, so he invited a god at home."

"emmm." Liu Xiaobie leaned on his cheek and listened to Zhou Congwen telling stories, his eyes shining.

"The man jumped and jumped after he came. The patient's family was scared. I went up and grabbed the neck and drove the person away, very angry."

"Isn't this right? Why are you in your brain?"

"Of course it's not right. I should go up and kick her out of the ward, instead of asking her to leave politely." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

"Hahaha."

Zhou Congwen didn't look back, but he knew that the most likely move Liu Xiaobie had to do now must be the princess hug.

This is a stain that I can't cleanse in this life.

"What happened later?" Liu Xiaobei asked again when he saw Zhou Congwen grinding the eggs intently.

"The man left three magic pills, saying that he could cure people and live bones. How could people eat something unknown in the hospital? I was still young at that time and had a bad temper..."

"You're old now?" Liu Xiaobi retorted.

"I'm talking about mentality, cough cough." Zhou Congwen said that he left his mouth and used cough to hide his embarrassment. "Later, he tested the divine pill, which contained a large dose of glucocorticoid."

"Third Hospital?! Is this capable?" Liu Xiaobei suddenly grasped the core of the problem, which was also Zhou Congwen's flaw.

This happened in 912 in the previous life, so I had enough technical ability to detect the drug ingredients of the "Shen Dan".

If the Third Hospital does not have this ability, it will not be able to do it even in twenty years.

Liu Xiaobie was really alert, Zhou Congwen sighed. He had to keep him in a thief when chatting, and he was so tired.

"Although medicine can't cure all kinds of diseases,...ah, many diseases can't be cured. Is it so bad? My boss and I hope it's not that bad. Do you know how many rare diseases are?"

"How many."

"There are more than 7,000 diseases, and some of them are only a few patients around the world, and I have never seen them."

"Zhou Congwen, do you know that you are talking more and more like an old doctor now? Just like your boss." Liu Xiaobie asked.

Zhou Congwen felt that Liu Xiaobi was right.

Recently, I am getting more and more accustomed to 2002, especially when I met my boss and knew that I was responsible for the academician workstation, and my words and affairs became more and more majestic as my boss Zhou in my previous life.

It doesn’t matter, I will bite myself to death and refuse to admit it. Can Liu Xiaobie still dissect himself?

"It is said that stupid people have good fortune, and it doesn't matter if they don't understand. When the doctor comes to the hospital, they will tell the patients what's going on. Although most hospitals are grassroots hospitals, the most basic principles are still understood." Zhou Congwen distracted the topic and continued, "There is an ancient legend. I wonder if you have heard of eggs that can dispel poison."

"I've heard that you've met a similar patient?"

"Aid... Cough cough. In a remote countryside, I met a child who was stung by a poisonous substance. It was very toxic and was exhausted when I came." Zhou Congwen sighed, and for the sake of that child and for himself, he always kept saying "small mouthless" intent on grinding eggs today.

"Where is the child, he died later?"

"Well, after the child was stung, the house rolled the wound with a boiled red-skinned egg and wanted to remove the poison. When the child was sent, the child was no longer saved. The family said that the old hen might have hatched the chickens, so the eggs laid cannot be removed."

“…”

"Eggs are still useful. I encountered a patient who oozes out when ordering chemotherapy drugs. The ones that were ordered were cisplatin, which was quite toxic. I had a headache and consulted many people. Finally, I applied the egg white to the location of the ooze. It would be fine after three days." (Note)

"Your experience is really rich. When did you meet it?" Liu Xiaobie sarcastically.

"Maybe I think about it every day and dream about it at night, and some of it are dreams." Zhou Congwen talked nonsense.

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly?" Liu Xiaobi's mocking tone became increasingly strong, "You are a doctor, can you not do these singular things? Zhou Congwen, you are a materialist, materialist!"

"I think it's okay." Zhou Congwen smiled, stopped and took off the tenfold mirror and picked up the egg.

"Here, I'll give it to you."

The word "written" on the egg is "written" with the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, and the spirit of splashing ink is flying, and it is about to come out.

"The level has increased!" Liu Xiaobie took the egg and praised.

"How did Director Deng handle that matter?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"What else can I do? I can't help it. The patient can't win, it's just disgusting."

"When I was chatting, I heard from Director Deng that the last time he was complained about was because of a cancer patient. After the operation, the patient almost complained about him, saying that 912 is a top hospital in the country and that even lung cancer cannot be cured, and his conscience was eaten by the dog."

"What happened later?" Liu Xiaobi asked subconsciously.

Zhou Congwen felt that Liu Xiaobie had been with him for a long time and spoke similarly to him, so he always asked what he did later.

"The boss and Director Deng were not angry, but were very sad. What the patient's family said was true. Even lung cancer cannot be cured, so why do you say the top hospital?" Zhou Congwen sighed.

"Hey, are there people like you who put shit on your head?" Liu Xiaobing looked at Zhou Congwen with some anger.

Zhou Congwen felt that Liu Xiaobie was the boss's student, and he was really good at protecting his short-term care.

"Hahaha, just say that, the boss and Director Deng discussed it, and concluded that the existing technology cannot be solved."

"It's the same as if I didn't say it."

"Have you finished listening to me?" Zhou Congwen said lightly, "If you want to cure it, you can only be advanced. For example, if the lung cancer is still a small nodule, you should be removed, and try to avoid the tumor staging too late and there is no cure. So after that, the boss became obsessed with thoracoscopy."

Liu Xiaobi was speechless when he heard this. It turned out that all this had cause and effect.

But the cured patients also complained... where can they make sense? Zhou Congwen and Mr. Huang can actually review themselves in the midst of nonsense. Is there anyone like them?

"Tell me, what kind of hero is the most powerful person, for the country and the people. In the end, I was complained about it?"

"Do you have to believe that most people are good people?" Zhou Congwen smiled faintly, "How much money do we have now? What big projects have you done recently? Have you gained a lot?"
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