Applause rang out.

Zhou Congwen's expression was plain, and there was no surprise or excitement from a young man who suddenly encountered such a grand scene. All the tribute seemed plain to him and could not help him with a trace of excitement.

He walked to Huang Lao and bowed deeply.

"Boss, it's done." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

"You thought about the final technique yourself?" Mr. Huang asked nervously.

Zhou Congwen grinned.

It was you who taught me that Zhou Congwen answered Mr. Huang’s question in his heart.

In the last life, Mr. Huang taught Zhou Congwen the displacement lobectomy, but he did not expect that he would appear in the timeline of this world today in advance.

"I consulted Director Deng, it was told to me by Director Deng." Zhou Congwen replied with a smile.

Deng Ming was a little nervous and subconsciously held it in front of him with both hands, as if holding a thermos cup.

The boss's eyes were cast, and Deng Ming nodded.

"Before the operation, Xiao Zhou said that the tension of the sleeves in the upper right lung lobe is generally relatively large, so he asked me if there is a good way to solve it."

Mr. Huang nodded, looking at his expression a little relaxed, but also a little disappointed.

"Boss, are you?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"If you didn't ask Deng Ming, how great it would be." Old Huang sighed.

His voice seemed so low amid the thunderous applause of the audience, but it was so clear.

"I won't have such a high talent." Zhou Congwen understood the thoughts of his boss and smiled and came to Mr. Huang. "Boss, medicine is evidence-based science. I will know what's going on after listening to it. How can you think I will do it independently when creating such a thing?"

"Yes." Huang Lao saw Zhou Congwen's waist was straight, nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hands with his back, and bowed his body back to the first row to sit down.

Zhou Congwen did not follow the boss, but stood on the rostrum in the conference room and pressed down his hands.

Seeing Zhou Congwen's actions, the applause did not stop, but became more and more intense.

It's like a mountain collapse and a crack in the earth.

Zhou Congwen smiled and bowed deeply.

Only then did the applause stop slowly.

"Boss, come." Zhou Congwen said.

Mr. Huang sat as firm as Mount Tai and waved his hand gently, "You can say what you did for the surgery."

"Then I'll just say something." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "It's mainly the summary of the operation."

"Today's surgery proves one thing - surgery that can be performed with thoracoscopy!"

Zhou Congwen finished speaking and bowed.

“And, thoracoscopy can be done better.”

Zhou Congwen added and then stepped down.

The whole audience was silent.

All thoracoscopy can be performed in thoracoscopy and is better.

This sentence is loud and hard, and it hits everyone's heads and hearts like reinforced concrete.

Everyone's hearts were thumping.

If someone said this a day ago, at least half of the people present would just turn over the table and leave.

What kind of shit is not formal at all? Such lie words are actually said at the National Society. Is there any rigorous and scientific nature?

but!

The three surgeries were placed in front of me, which had already explained everything.

The three surgeries that just performed as demonstration surgery were so difficult that it was outrageous.

After so many years of national annual meetings, this year's annual meeting demonstration surgery is the most exciting, no doubt about it.

Compared with today's surgery, other demonstration surgeries are like children playing house.

Esophageal cancer, sleeve cutting, double sleeve cutting, Zhou Congwen did all of them with a thoracoscope, and the operation took a short time.

Not to mention anything else, among the doctors present across the country, there are only a handful of people who can perform these three types of surgery.

Sleeve cutting is already a ceiling-level surgery, not to mention the legendary double-slee cutting or the right-side double-slee cutting. Finally, a new method was used to solve the problem.

Everyone was speechless when they faced Zhou Congwen's words.

I once said that I did not agree with thoracoscopy, but then I would hit my face in reverse, causing pain.

Can you only do lung bulla?

Can I only have lung wedge removal?

A major operation takes ten hours?

Zhou Congwen's three surgeries silently told everyone that it does not exist, and this does not exist!

Xiao Kai looked at Zhou Congwen who was walking off the rostrum and felt mixed emotions.

I didn't expect that the young man who lived in the same room with me half a year ago was so powerful and so arrogant.

Shen Lang looked at Zhou Congwen's figure and was a little envious.

Deng Ming held his hands in front of him, rubbing the thermos that did not exist, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As the host, Zhang You did not appear in front of the person from beginning to end, but instead shrank in a corner and watched all this coldly.

Zhou Congwen's two words were like slaps on Zhang You's face, and even his big teeth were blown away.

Zhang You had already been numb and stared at Zhou Congwen in a daze. The words he said when Zhou Congwen's hometown were faintly ringing in his ears.

Is this all true?

Zhang You was already confused. Since Zhou Congwen completed the radical esophageal cancer surgery in less than 2 hours, he has been confused. Unexpectedly, Zhou Congwen completed the esophageal cancer so quickly.

But after that, Zhang You was hit one after another.

Looking back now, I was "smart" and kicked Chen Houkun away from the thoracoscopic group that no one paid attention to, but instead made a mistake.

Because after that, Zhang You was afraid that Chen Houkun was Xiaoqiang, so he could not even be pressed to death, so he poured concrete on it. The official document of the hospital determined that Chen Houkun could only undergo thoracoscopy.

What a fuck!

If what Zhou Congwen said is true, then...

The documents in the hospital have been changed a lot every day, but they do not involve principled issues. Some are choices that the hospital has had to make against force majeure.

If thoracoscopy can be done anything, and it is better than breast opening, the reinforced concrete poured on Chen Houkun at that time was actually poured on himself.

The more Zhang You thought about it, the more irritable he became, and he had difficulty breathing, as if an invisible big hand was holding his throat.

Chasing the throat of fate? It doesn't exist. Zhang You knows that the big hand is actually fate. He has been strangled to death and cannot breathe.

What to do in the future?

The Academician Workstation was established, Zhou Congwen had a letter from Mr. Huang, and the operation he was the director would be cut in half in an instant.

As time goes by, Zhang You can think of what his future will be like with his toes.

He didn't care before, because Zhang You firmly believed that thoracoscopy was just a fancy stand and could only undergo minor surgeries such as bulla and wedge cutting.

Now……

Zhang You gradually became confused.

"Boss, go and give the closing speech." Zhou Congwen came to Mr. Huang and smiled slightly, "Everyone is hungry, you don't dare to eat if you don't speak."

Huang Lao laughed and stood up to walk towards the rostrum.

Zhou Congwen supported Mr. Huang with silence. Deng Ming was slightly stunned. He knew his boss too well. This kind of action could be said to be polite, but his boss would never refuse directly.

But this time the boss did not refuse.

Zhou Congwen helped Huang Lao to slowly walk onto the rostrum.
Chapter completed!