"Where are the people?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"High-ranking ward."

"Let's go... wait a moment, I'll take a look at the patient on the stage." Zhou Congwen smiled, "I always feel uneasy if I don't look at the postoperative situation."

Chen Houkun smiled. This is a doctor's obsessive-compulsive disorder. Too many people, including themselves, are like this.

Anyway, I am not in a hurry on that side. I feel at ease when I look at the patient before leaving.

"Xiao Zhou, is it the patient sent by Director Teng?" Chen Houkun asked.

"Hmm? Brother Chen, do you know?" Zhou Congwen asked.

Chen Houkun was a little confused, a little embarrassed, and a little nostalgic. All kinds of complex emotions appeared on his face, looking a bit similar to Li Ran.

"Although I have confirmed that the future development direction is laparoscopy after you have used a thoracoscope, but after so many years of hard work..." Chen Houkun said, sighing, "I took a secret look at that patient and heard them say a few words. How did they diagnose it?"

"When Director Teng did the angiography, the guide wire pierced the aortic sinus and entered the right atrial atrial appendix." Zhou Congwen told the truth.

"Ah? Isn't it just an angiography? How can it be penetrated by the aortic sinus?" Chen Houkun was a little puzzled and looked confused.

"Haha, deputy damage is inevitable. Moreover, Director Teng has no one to communicate with, and his level has improved slowly. It's okay, as long as the academician workstation is established, there are many opportunities to discuss in the future."

In Chen Houkun's eyes, Zhou Congwen was no longer a young doctor from the Third Hospital of Jianghai City.

How could it be a young doctor if you can use a laparoscopy to make a double-sleeved cut?

There is a reason why double-sleeved cutting is called a difficulty barrier. However, this barrier does not seem to exist in front of Zhou Congwen, and he can even use a laminoscope to do it.

Zhou Congwen poked the ceiling with his finger and broke it.

Moreover, Zhou Congwen said it was a discussion. It is estimated that like a thoracoscopy, he stood at a very high position, and teaching something casually is enough for Teng Fei to understand.

Chen Houkun had no doubt about Zhou Congwen's ability.

This is accumulated through repeated surgeries, surgical videos, and patients.

Not to mention indestructible, both Chen Houkun and Yuan Qingyao have great confidence in Zhou Congwenbao.

Otherwise, Yuan Qingyao would not have let Zhou Congwen take a look at the patient that even cardiologists at the Cleveland Clinic could not understand, and he was very confident that Zhou Congwen could definitely solve the problem.

This kind of trust is blind, and even Zhou Congwen doesn't understand why Yuan Qingyao has such inexplicable confidence in himself.

Chen Houkun asked about the operation, and Zhou Congwen answered truthfully.

"Brother Chen, stop thinking about it. Do a thoracoscopy well. I'll take you to do a few patients with sleeve cuts." Zhou Congwen said at the end.

Chen Houkun scratched his head and smiled, "I've already collected one."

"Ha!" Zhou Congwen nodded, "Pre-operative examination, and then find time to do it. I'll hold you in a mirror."

"Xiao Zhou, will you go to your Third Hospital of Jianghai City on the weekend?" Chen Houkun asked.

"I can't get over it anymore. They are all patients with wedge cutting, and they vomit after surgery. I can't even watch movies with small lung nodules. I feel nauseous if I watch too much."

Chen Houkun was a little confused about Zhou Congwen, but everyone was unique, and he did not have the initiative to think about Zhou Congwen.

A few minutes later, Zhou Congwen went to take a look at the patient after the operation.

Teng Fei followed the operation. When she saw Zhou Congwen and Chen Houkun coming, she didn't look at Chen Houkun at all, but grabbed Zhou Congwen's arm.

"Xiao Zhou, you just said there are a few points about the angiography. I have thought about it."

"Don't worry, Director Teng, I'll take a look at the patient and go to your ward."

"Ah?" Teng Fei was stunned, and then he saw Yuan Qingyao here and immediately knew what was going on.

Although the patient was not in his ward, he was under his own jurisdiction, and Teng Fei did not correct Zhou Congwen's "slip error".

Since Zhou Congwen said it, Teng Fei had no reason to refute it. After Zhou Congwen finished reading the operation, the patient pulled him to start talking about many angiography-related matters.

Although coronary angiography is the most basic in cardiac interventional surgery, even this basic surgery is not reliable.

It's different from surgery.

After hundreds of years of polishing, there are dozens of sutures alone, and there are more methods of knotting, but many of them are not common.

Interventional surgery has only been from nothing to something, and it has only been forty or fifty years. It is still a new technology and is developing rapidly.

Even if the most basic coronary angiography is mentioned by Teng Fei, after hearing Zhou Congwen’s explanation, he still has countless questions to ask.

Zhou Congwen smiled and stopped Teng Fei's question, "Director Teng, I'll go with you when I find a surgery."

"Really!" Teng Fei almost jumped up.

"Really." Zhou Congwen said, "But I may have to apologize first."

"ah?"

"After getting on the operating table, my temper will not be as good as it is now. You'd better do your homework in advance, otherwise I'm afraid you will cry on the operating table." Zhou Congwen put forward a "good intention" warning.

For Teng Fei, Zhou Congwen would definitely not be as respectful as he had been to Director Zou of the Department of Anesthesiology in 912. He would bow before the operation and apologize to him in advance.

"..." Teng Fei was speechless.

Is this the rhythm of cursing yourself and crying?

"Just kidding." Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, "My temper on the operating table changes with the difficulty of the operation. It's just a symptom. I think my temper will not be very bad."

"!!!" Teng Fei vaguely saw her miserable future.

"By the way, what do you think of the Uncle Wu from Qingyao?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"I don't know." Teng Fei said blankly, "Xiao Zhou, Qingyao told you that his family invited a cardiologist from the Cleveland Clinic to do the examination and diagnosis, but in the end..."

As he said that, Director Teng Feiteng shrugged and spread his hands, saying that he was helpless.

Zhou Congwen smiled and strided towards the Circulation Department.

"What do you think?" Teng Fei asked.

"If the Cleveland Clinic thought it was nothing, and I heard Qingyao talk about the various examinations he had done before, it was initially determined that it should be idiopathic ventricular fibrillation, also known as primary electrocardiogram disease."

Teng Fei was a little confused. Primary electrocardiogram disease? What the hell is that?

Zhou Congwen actually didn’t know when the theory of primary electrocardiovascular disease was formed, but it was definitely not before 2002.

"Idiopathic ventricular fibrillation mostly occurs in young and middle-aged people, and 70% occur in male patients who are less than 40 years old. In recent years, reports on this disease have increased year by year, such as the Philippines, Thailand, Singapore and other countries."

"..." Teng Fei was even more confused.

Zhou Congwen knew the cases in Southeast Asia?

This is very weird.

Where did Zhou Congwen know about such detailed data? Someone did research on it? Teng Fei's mind was blank.
Chapter completed!