Zhou Congwen sent his boss to a hotel and chatted with the boss easily. Whenever the boss mentioned 912, Zhou Congwen felt friendly.

After 3,000 surgeries, Zhou Congwen is increasingly looking forward to this day.

"Zhou Congwen, Deng Ming almost was hospitalized recently."

While chatting, Mr. Huang suddenly said this.

Zhou Congwen glanced at the senior brother, and saw that he was slightly embarrassed, and asked with a smile, "What's going on, boss."

"Oh, don't mention it." Deng Ming sighed, "Isn't this the unit's physical examination before the New Year?"

"I am old, with a high title, and a high position. I have more examinations than others, including routine examinations of parasites."

When Zhou Congwen heard Deng Ming say this, he suddenly laughed, "I said to Director Deng, just drink some, you won't eat Ganoderma lucidum."

Deng Ming did not expect that Zhou Congwen told the ending of the story just after he mentioned the beginning.

"A while ago, an old patient in Yichun gave me Ganoderma lucidum." Deng Ming said distressedly, "It was said that he took his child to pick mushrooms after the rain, and it was not considered a deep mountain. He saw a Ganoderma lucidum.

To the words of the mountain people, it takes great luck to meet such a large Ganoderma lucidum."

"Then I'll give it to you? Are there any spores of Ganoderma lucidum?" Zhou Congwen was not interested in the great fortune that the child could see the Ganoderma lucidum if others could not see it. He asked with a smile.

"Yes." Deng Ming did not hide it and said helplessly, "It was the first time I ate Ganoderma lucidum, and I really asked many people."

"The spores of Ganoderma lucidum are difficult to digest and look like parasites in the feces." Zhou Congwen said, "Are you scared?"

"That's not to be just a parasite, just a symptomatic treatment, not considered symptomatic treatment." Deng Ming said, "It's just that the boss insisted on me to do it again after hearing this, and then the boss went to the laboratory to see it under the mirror, which was a bit embarrassing."

"Eat less useless things." Huang Lao said lightly, "It is harmful to the body after nourishing it. I have never listened to it after saying it."

"Boss, it's just like Americans using aspirin as a placebo. Director Deng can drink it if he wants to. As long as he thinks it's good for his health, let's not care about him."

"The key is that he actually betrayed and told your master's wife how many chicken claws I have eaten recently!" Old Huang said angrily.

"Hahaha." Zhou Congwen laughed.

Deng Ming scratched his head, "I didn't mean it, but you know, boss."

Deng Ming didn't say the following words, and Zhou Congwen didn't want to mention this matter, so he smiled and said, "Boss, I just went to work two years ago and met a patient."

"oh?"

"The film seems to have tuberculosis, but the relevant tests are all negative." Zhou Congwen said, "I want the patient to go to the tuberculosis hospital, but I always feel something is wrong."

"It's very likely that's not. Did you do a parasite test and find it negative, and then you repeatedly think it's wrong, and finally find someone from the laboratory department." Huang Lao asked.

"Yes." Zhou Congwen was not surprised. Such clinical things are not a problem for the boss. I don't know how many cases the boss has experienced.

"I looked for a colleague from the laboratory department and gave the patient an unlimited amount of parasite examination. Later, on the 22nd time, I found the pulmonary flukes under the microscope."

"What can I eat from squids?" Mr. Huang asked lightly in his chest.

"yes."

Zhou Congwen has long been accustomed to his boss's slightest vision.

Although pulmonary dysfunction is not common, the first intermediate host of this parasite is Chuanjue, and the second intermediate host is Chuanjue and Cicada.

It occurs in the Northeast, mainly parasitic on the cycads.

It’s okay to eat cypresses, but I’m afraid it’s not cooked. Eating half-baked ones is particularly prone to infection with pulmonary flukes.

"It's really hard to see it in one go. Otherwise, many clinical medical treatments will be fatal." Huang Lao said lightly, "If there is such an instrument that sends feces samples in, you can scan it and know if there are parasites."

Zhou Congwen smiled. It was not until twenty or thirty years later that someone proposed a similar concept, but there was no first-generation machine until he was reborn.

It's a parasite after all...

With the improvement of domestic sanitary conditions, parasite diseases are becoming more and more rare, and some young doctors in clinical practice have basically never seen parasite diseases.

Therefore, no one pays attention to this type of disease. Once parasites are infected, it is a "rare disease".

From another perspective, this is also a good thing.

The boss thought too much, and probably all his regrets in his life would be compensated for in his later years.

But some things must be kept up with technological conditions.

To make up for the regret, Zhou Congwen glanced at the boss deeply.

Zhou Congwen said, "Boss, don't think about it. The thing you said can be made, but the cost is too high. And if you want to use it for patients, you should also say that you have random examinations. The person who can really benefit is not, you said yes."

"You need to say it." Huang Lao scolded.

"Hey." Zhou Congwen smiled with his little flat head, "Boss, please take a good rest. I will see the patient tomorrow. I will report to you immediately if there is any problem. If there is no problem, I will go on stage early the morning after tomorrow."

"Everyone knows how to use it?" Huang Lao asked simply. Zhou Congwen knew that the boss was talking about those new equipment.

"I'm familiar with it for a day and then sent it to the operating room for disinfection. It should be fine. Even if I don't understand anything, I'll do it even if I see you having an operation."

Deng Ming looked at Zhou Congwen helplessly, and he would have to see a surgery...

If this guy hadn't shown his strong strength long ago, anyone who heard him say this would have thought he was bragging.

"It's nothing difficult, but don't be careless either." Huang Lao said lightly, "After all, it's a small incision, and the technique is narrow."

"Well, I'll go to the stage with you, Director Deng, please help me get the Great Saphenous Vein."

Deng Ming held the thermos and smiled honestly.

"What do you think about your expectations after the operation?" Huang Lao asked again.

"15 years." Zhou Congwen said with certainty.

If a patient over 70 years old can ensure smooth blood supply to the heart for 15 years while maintaining oral medication.

This expectation is about two to three times longer than the current clinically used surgical maintenance period, which can be said to be "amazing".

With the small incision and one-stop style, even Deng Ming felt a little dazzled when he thought about it carefully.

Deng Ming still remembers that when he first arrived in clinical practice, there was no extracorporeal circulation machine in China. The boss thought about making one himself, but he didn't dare to use it in the operating room.

At that time, the industrial level of various parts in China was too rough, and the external circulation was still precision instruments, which was different from the homemade equipment brought by the boss this time.

But who would have thought that cardiac bypass surgery could evolve to this level before he retired?

A small incision of about 6m can be done, just like dreaming.
Chapter completed!