When Shen Lang saw the crowd in front of him being separated by an invisible hand, the top heart intervention doctors from all over the world welcomed Zhou Congwen with their own national etiquette, the flames in his heart burned.

It was not the fire of gossip, but envy, and even jealousy. An ancient saying rang in his ears.

Alas, a real man should be like this!

Shen Lang hesitated for a moment. Instead of following Zhou Congwen and receiving courtesy from doctors from all over the world, he quietly walked around and walked to Zhang You.

"Director Zhang, are you tired?" Shen Lang asked in a low voice.

Zhang You stared at Zhou Congwen walking by the crowd, like a star, constantly shaking hands with the person who stretched out his hands, and didn't know what it felt like.

"Director Zhang? Why don't I send you back to rest?" Shen Lang asked again when he saw that Zhang's friend didn't speak.

"I..." Zhang You sighed, feeling sad.

He never hoped to reach the level of Zhou Congwen, and he couldn't even think about it, or even dreamed of it.

Seeing Zhou Congwen walking to the display stand, Zhang You asked in a daze, "Shen Lang, is the machine easy to use?"

"It's okay, but Congwen said that there are certain indications, and the indications are very limited." Shen Lang replied truthfully.

Zhang You no longer has any delusions.

If it were in the past, he would have hope. Since there were certain indications, it would prove that there were still many patients who could not be treated in cardiac interventional surgery, which meant that the existence of cardiac surgery was necessary.

However, now Zhang You has no inappropriate thoughts.

The operation diagram drawn by Zhou Congwen last year told Zhang You silently that if you wait, you boil a frog in warm water and you will die unknowingly.

By that day, I wouldn't even have the strength to struggle.

In a trance, Zhou Congwen had already walked to the screen, looked at the crowded crowds of people in the audience calmly, and said lightly, "Time is limited, let's talk about the complications related to thrombosis aspiration."

A brand new machine appeared. After the operation was successful, the surgeon was not talking about the advantages of this machine, but the corresponding complications!

The relevant personnel of Olida were very dark and looked particularly bad.

The doctors present also looked at Zhou Congwen in silence, not understanding what he meant.

"First of all, manual thrombosis suction may cause blood pressure, heart rate drop, etc., due to the following situations.

First, vascular occlusion or spasm;

Second, reperfusion of blood vessels leads to reperfusion injury.

In either case, the surgeon should withdraw the suction catheter in time and perform corresponding treatment."

"Embol fall off during thrombus aspiration and retraction can lead to complications such as non-infarction-related arterial embolism and cerebral embolism, which are divided into the following points..."

Zhou Congwen talked freely, and Zhang You and Shen Lang couldn't understand what Zhou Congwen was talking about at all.

It is not because of professional barriers, but because Zhou Congwen's English level is too high, and he is as proficient as his mother tongue, and has a little accent from the Wudahu area.

Zhang You and Shen Lang looked at each other and heard loneliness.

"Oh." Zhang You sighed.

"Congwen told me before that he finally passed the English CET-4 before graduation. This kid is just talking nonsense." Shen Lang looked at Zhou Congwen and said helplessly.

"Haha." Zhang You smiled.

He wanted to say that Zhou Congwen had been hiding something.

But when he said that, he felt that it was not the case at all - Zhou Congwen could crush everything with his strength, so why should he painstakingly conceal it?

"Director Zhang, you look very tired. I'll take you back to the hotel?" Shen Lang asked.

"No need." Zhang You looked at Shen Lang's face, looking like a friend of his youth.

It’s not like a person, but the youthful and ignorant temperament is no different from his friends.

"Then you..."

"Shen Lang, are you envious of Zhou Congwen now?" Zhang You asked.

Shen Lang didn't know what Zhang You was going to say, so he frowned and looked at him.

"If a watch is not accurate, every second he will be wrong."

“…”

Shen Lang thought Zhang You was a fool.

I am in my fifties and still say such literary words? Similar words appear in novels, they are definitely poisonous weeds.

"I feel that everything I do is wrong now." Zhang You looked at Zhou Congwen blankly, looking at the somewhat hasty courseware behind him, "Do you know the academic community's cognition half a year ago?"

Shen Lang shook his head.

"There are not many surgeries that can be performed in thoracoscopy, and it is extremely difficult, and it will take at least ten years to develop.

There are very few procedures that can be completed in percutaneous coronary intervention. Coronary bypass surgery, flap replacement surgery and other procedures are the right way.”

"But since Zhou Congwen appeared, all this has changed."

"Although it's not obvious now, I can feel the wind blowing."

Shen Lang subconsciously reached out and touched Zhang You's forehead.

"I don't have a fever." Zhang You said softly, "Shen Lang, I feel that everything I do is wrong."

"Director Zhang, look at what you said." Shen Lang forced a smile.

"No." Zhang You shook his head, "Zhou Congwen is talking about the complications of manual thrombosis. I guess he will talk about the complications of mechanical thrombosis."

Sure enough, just as Zhang You expected, the courseware scene changed and Zhou Congwen began to talk about the complications and prevention methods of mechanical thrombosis suction.

Shen Lang looked at Zhang You in surprise.

Zhang You has been under tremendous pressure recently. Although he can still smile with his big teeth, Zhou Congwen's once tenacious nerves completely collapsed after he completed the operation in two different ways.

He now has a rare desire to talk, even if Shen Lang around him is brought out by Zhou Congwen in Jianghai City.

"You're surprised?"

"Yes." Shen Lang nodded and turned his hand to touch the cigarette, but realized that it was in the exhibition hall, so he could only endure it.

"Because I have always regarded Zhou Congwen as an opponent, and you have always regarded him as a friend. You don't know what Zhou Congwen is going to do, but I know."

"He..." Shen Lang felt a little pity for Zhang You, and wanted to argue with him, and stopped halfway.

"Are you? College is the best period for accepting knowledge and new things. The five years I just started working are also this period. I was young at that time and slept in the operating room every day, and I didn't know how tired I was."

Zhang You recalled his past and became obsessed.

What's wrong with Director Zhang? Shen Lang sat side by side next to Zhang You, making him look less strange.

"But people have their time to get old," Zhang You continued, "The reason why our old director retired was because he had blurred eyes."

"A radical esophageal cancer surgery was performed, and there was a problem when the anastomosis occurred. The anastomosis fistula and the patient died after a long period of nutritional support."

"The old director has always been very strong because of his level... people in that era said they were good at craftsmanship. He could not accept the result that he could not even have an esophageal cancer surgery, and finally he resolutely sealed the knife."

"Sealing the knife? Don't do it anymore?" Shen Lang asked.

"Well, I won't do it anymore." Zhang You said, as he was filled with dusty past, his voice was a little weird, "We are different from internal medicine. The old doctors in internal medicine are getting more and more valuable as they get older, but what about the surgeons? After 50 years old, they are dizzy and their hands are trembling. Many difficult surgeries can't be performed, and they can only watch their level get lower and lower day by day."

"It's really sad."

"The first 10-20 years are in the period of experience accumulation. When you truly mature, you find that your health is not good. It's like... do you have a girlfriend?"

Shen Lang shook his head.

"When I was young, I wanted to find a young and beautiful girlfriend."

"Yes, who doesn't want to see a beautiful girl?" Shen Lang thought of Wang Xueteng.

"A man, it's too late to mature. When you reach my age, you will find that it doesn't matter." Zhang You sighed, "Life is really a pity. I envy Zhou Congwen."

"If I had the energy and physical strength of 20 years old, the surgery might not have been worse than Zhou Congwen."

"But over the years I have accumulated countless experiences and lessons, and have been seeking breakthroughs. But when I climbed to a certain position, I found that I couldn't walk anymore and was tired. But behind me there was a group of geniuses chasing me... No, it was geniuses who had already run to me. What could I do?"

Zhang You looked at Zhou Congwen's face vaguely radiating light, explaining the technical details of mechanical thrombus suction in fluent English, and his thoughts naturally flowed out.

He couldn't understand English, so he could only vaguely guess what Zhou Congwen was talking about in the courseware.

Genius, abominable genius!

Why do people in the world get things that are more than they can’t get with all their strength without any effort?

"Director Zhang, Congwen is very hardworking." Shen Lang said, "I have worked hard recently, but you are right. Congwen is that kind of genius."

"Try hard?" Zhang You sneered.

"Yes, he does nothing except seeing a doctor and doing surgery, he is like an ascetic." Shen Lang said, "I have been doing surgical training every day recently. I am exhausted in my lead clothes. When I get home, I just want to sleep. The novels I have been serialized for a long time... "

"..." Zhang You was speechless. What novel did this guy Shen Lang talk about was an existence in another world for him.

"Congwen grinds 5 eggs every day when he goes home. He said that after I go back this time, I will also start grinding eggs to do the most basic training."

"No, you don't understand!" Zhang You's expression was a little ferocious. He turned his head to look at Shen Lang, which scared Shen Lang.

Shen Lang felt that Zhang You was crazy, why did he look at him like a mad dog?

"When you get old, someone is chasing you and breaking all the life you imagined. What do you think?"

"I don't know, I'm still young."

Shen Lang's words almost made Zhang You spew out an old blood.

"Director Zhang, if you want a lot of things, you have to work hard." Shen Lang said softly, "No matter how old you are."

Zhang You was stunned. He was a little disobedient just now and said everything he said was in his heart. But he never expected that Shen Lang, a little boy, would actually refute him!

"Do you think you are really amazing?" Shen Lang asked with a smile, his eyes clear and scattered.

"Director Zhang, don't be angry." Shen Lang said softly, "Old Huang is almost eighty and can still undergo surgery."
Chapter completed!