Baishui City, Office of the Vice President of the First Hospital.

Xiao Kai twisted the red invitation in his hand and watched quietly for a long time.

At Jianghai People's Hospital, Xiao Kai knew that this hospital was about the same size as his own. But he was not interested in the invitation sent by Director Zhu Jun and Director Zhu. Xiao Kai was thinking about Zhou Congwen, the little doctor who lived in the same room with him that day.

To be honest, Xiao Kai is not satisfied with Olida's arrangement.

Xiao Kai couldn't accept that the vice president in charge of clinical practice did not have a large bed room and had to squeeze into the standard room with others.

But the little doctor that day was really interesting, especially after Xiao Kai knew about the thoracoscopy of two shots and one shot, the little doctor and Professor Chen were all doing it with the table, and his interest in Zhou Congwen increased greatly.

I originally wanted to find time and find an opportunity to go to Jianghai City to see Zhou Congwen, but I didn't make time because of my busy work.

Now this opportunity is delivered to the door.

Xiao Kai knew exactly what surgery Zhu Jun could do. Anyway, someone spent money, so it would be better to go and see Zhou Congwen by the way.

When Xiao Kai thinks of his young and tender face, he finds it particularly interesting.

Young is young, but Zhou Congwen speaks very well. Xiao Kai can even feel that Zhou Congwen's words have a sense of vicissitudes that are not commensurate with his age.

This is a very strange and subtle feeling. Xiao Kai put down the invitation and picked up the landline to make a call.

"Director Ji, I, Xiao Kai."

"I will also go to the annual meeting of Jianghai People's Hospital."

"I'll go see an acquaintance and you will attend your annual meeting."

...

...

Zhou Congwen didn't know that someone was going to see him, so he completely forgot about the Dean Xiao who lived in the same house as him in the provincial capital.

It was just a passerby who met by chance, not a patient, and Zhou Congwen had no reason to remember him.

At this time, Zhou Congwen was pulled to the X-ray room by Shen Lang and was watching an image on the machine.

The image is a connection between the chest and abdomen, but it is very strange. Zhou Congwen's brows were frowning very tightly.

A screwdriver-like object is in the cavity stomach, and the image resolution is not very high, but Zhou Congwen could vaguely see the sharp cone tip next to the stomach wall. As long as there is a slight movement in the stomach, a large hole will be scraped out.

"Congwen, I just can't understand how this thing got in." Shen Lang said in confusion.

"Oh." Zhou Congwen sighed.

Shen Lang is simply too gossipy. If he spends half of his time on thoracic surgery and studying business, he will at least start as a professor in the group, and he will be a professor in the group in 912.

But he was interested in all kinds of strange things, not talking about "boring" business, and even more interested in Wang Xueteng.

It was like this morning, Shen Lang answered the phone and pulled Zhou Congwen to watch the fun.

It is indeed a very strange case, and Zhou Congwen also scratched his head.

Zhou Congwen couldn't understand how the screwdriver was swallowed raw.

Zhou Congwen’s first intuition is that the patient’s trachea and esophagus will be damaged.

However, when watching plain films, the patient had no blood pneumothorax at all, and there was no problem with mediastinum.

It's really a magical case.

"Congwen, how did you think the awl got in?" Shen Lang asked in confusion.

"Shen Lang, I think you have a wrong perspective on the problem." Zhou Congwen said, "Don't you think about how to get this thing out?"

"..." Shen Lang was stunned, then lit the information in the upper left corner of the screen with his hands.

The patient is 90 years old...

The elderly patient, and the elderly patient, and the huge heart image displayed on the plain film, this patient has almost no chance of surgery.

Zhou Congwen reached out and tied his little flat head, rustling, trying hard to figure out what to do.

But his eyes narrowed tighter and tighter, and even Zhou Congwen was not sure about letting the screwdriver come out.

The operation is easy to open. Just cut a small hole in the stomach and smooth out the screwdriver bit by bit. Just be careful to avoid side damage during the operation.

However, the patient's conditions are not good, and the anesthesia department dares to give anesthesia.

"The surgery is definitely not possible, and the anesthesia department doesn't take it." Shen Lang said directly what Zhou Congwen was thinking, "It is impossible to expel it. The esophagus is quite straightforward. By chance, this thing can enter the stomach, but the intestines are bent, the liver is bent, and the spleen is not curled. And I guess a big...small hole has been poked out of the stomach now."

Zhou Congwen nodded.

Patients have no choice but to wait for death.

"Oh." Zhou Congwen sighed, "There is no way, unless the patient's family agrees to risk dying on the operating table."

"What about laparoscopy? No, laparoscopy also requires general anesthesia, and the patient's physical condition will definitely not be able to withstand it." Shen Lang said.

There was nothing good to look at, Zhou Congwen took out his cell phone to take a photo.

A few seconds later, Zhou Congwen smiled helplessly.

Using Nokia from 2002 to take photos? This thing can be used as a brick when thrown out, but the function of taking photos does not exist at all.

"Let's go." Zhou Congwen patted Shen Lang on the shoulder.

"Congwen, do you have any good solutions?" Shen Lang was still reluctant to leave. He seemed to have switched directly from the curious state to the doctor's state and began to seek solutions.

But as long as people with some medical knowledge can tell at a glance that it is not possible, and the screwdriver cannot be discharged by itself.

"No." Zhou Congwen answered very affirmatively.

Shen Lang was not as energetic as when he came down. He lowered his head and frowned, and returned to the ward with Zhou Congwen.

When he entered the doctor's office, Zhou Congwen almost ran into Li Ran who was running out in a hurry.

"What are you doing? You're so panicked." Zhou Congwen asked.

"What happened to my old neighbor. The old man Alzheimer's disease and said he swallowed a foreign object today."

Li Ran said with a serious look on his face, and the person quickly flashed past Zhou Congwen, bringing a wind.

Zhou Congwen was stunned and shouted quickly, "Li Ran, is he a patient who swallows the screwdriver?"

"Uh, how do you know?" Li Ran's expressionless face, but a surprised gaze flashed in his eyes.

"I just watched the patient's film." Zhou Congwen looked at Shen Lang helplessly, "Go and see, what are the requirements for the patient's family?"

Li Ran didn't know the specific situation yet. He had just received a call from his mother and heard about it and asked him to take a look.

After listening to Shen Lang's gestures and saying it, the expression on Li Ran's face was covered with frost.

Even if he is not a doctor, he is just an ordinary person, and anyone with a slightly normal brain circuit has already known that this 90-year-old man probably has no chance.

"Go and take a look." Zhou Congwen said.

A strange color flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and he knew Zhou Congwenxing!

I won’t say it just now, maybe it’s because I’m not sure, and I’m afraid of medical disputes.

Shen Lang has never understood this point. He believes that Zhou Congwen has paranoid persecution.
Chapter completed!