Zhou Chunyong frowned and said, "Have the patient's accompanying him told Boss Zheng?"

"I said that, I'm considering what to do."

"Okay, as long as it does not involve medical safety, you will do what Boss Zheng said." Zhou Chunyong said domineeringly, "If you don't dare, I will arrive in two hours and I will pick up the child to the imperial capital."

"Teacher Zhou, you are..."

"It's nothing, I'm driving, so I won't talk much." Zhou Chunyong was a little impatient and disgusted by the man's words, and hung up the phone directly.

What a shitty guy, really treating himself as a character?

Is Boss Zheng’s diagnosis wrong? This is to be far away, and it also needs to be identified and investigated. If in the imperial capital, Boss Zheng will see the patient and ask for a consultation, and solve the problem in ten minutes.

Zhou Chunyong was very sure. He had almost unlimited confidence in Boss Zheng.

He drove silently, cautiously. He was unhappy and very stable.

Ten minutes later, the phone call came in again.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Chunyong asked impatiently.

"Teacher Zhou, didn't that Boss Zheng say at first that the 1-year-old lidocaine sprayed into the throat to see if it could relieve severe sore throat, but it turned out that it was ineffective."

"Yes." Zhou Chunyong snorted coldly.

"He also said he would put l lidocaine in the upper gap of the tonsils, look..."

"I'll do it when I say that, can't I?" Zhou Chunyong's voice was cold, but thick, like an iceberg.

After silence across the phone, he could already hear Director Zhou's unhappiness.

"I'll hang up if it's okay." Zhou Chunyong hung up the phone impatiently.

Although he uses Bluetooth, he doesn't want to make phone calls while driving. Safety first, Zhou Chunyong cares about this very much.

No matter how much money you earn, you have to spend it to your life.

And the most important thing is that the tone on that side made Zhou Chunyong very unhappy.

I'm so crazy about leaving the city in the middle of the night, you have a lot of yarn! Boss Zheng gave me the investigation plan and just did it accordingly, saying so much nonsense!

Zhou Chunyong is domineering by nature and is particularly irritable at this moment. He is like a hunting lion, exuding a flamboyant aura all over his body.

After driving out of the city, half an hour later, the phone rang again.

"So what's wrong?" Zhou Chunyong's tone was filled with impatientness. If he didn't understand the truth, he would definitely think that someone else asked him to do something.

A domineering tone made the person opposite speechless.

"Teacher Zhou, after the injection of lidocaine, the patient's pharyngeal pain improved significantly." The other person said carefully.

"Well, what do Boss Zheng say?" Zhou Chunyong's tone was a little better.

"Zheng... The boss said that considering it is styloid syndrome, we need to have a positive lateral styloid process."

"Then hurry up and do it."

"..." The opposite side was silent, and after a few seconds, he said, "Teacher Zhou, our hospital is small, and there are fewer lateral positions in the styloid process. I am afraid that Boss Zheng will laugh at it."

"I'll arrive later, you can report to Boss Zheng immediately."

"report?"

"To be honest, I will arrive in more than an hour. When I arrive, I will personally take the patient for examination." Zhou Chunyong's mood suddenly became happy.

"well."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Chunyong smiled.

There was no one in the car, and he smiled happily, as if he was back when his youth was young and the flowers were blooming.

There will be rewards when you give.

However, Boss Zheng is also amazing. Before he saw the patient, he directly gave a clear diagnosis?

The styloid process I just mentioned is not the radial diameter process that Boss Zheng used hemostatic forceps to hit, but refers to the styloid process of the temporal bone.

The styloid process of the temporal bone refers to a thin and long bone protrusion protruding forward and lower than the temporal bone. The styloid process originates from the front of the maxillary foramen under the temporal bone, and is thin and cylindrical, extending distally toward the anterior and lower part, and is located between the internal carotid artery and the external carotid artery.

The average styloid process of the temporal bone of Chinese people is 2520, and most scholars believe that it is abnormal to be greater than 30. The normal inclination angle between the styloid process and the perpendicular line of the skull base plane is generally deflected forward and inward by about 25°.

There are few problems with the styloid process of the temporal bone.

Generally, the radiology department of second-level hospitals does not do lateral styloid process at all, and ordinary third-level hospitals rarely do it. Only local director-level doctors have similar experience, but most of them cannot do it well.

After all, clinicians rarely consider issues to the styloid process of the temporal bone.

Zhou Chunyong didn't know what the child was like, and he didn't want to know. The facts once again proved that Boss Zheng and his medical team were extremely awesome.

Go quickly, it’s time to show off your technical level!

However, Zhou Chunyong has not done any lateral stylus in many years. He tried hard to recall his past experiences and technical details.

Although I haven't done it for many years, it's the foundation of the boy's skills, and these are not difficult for Zhou Chunyong.

Nearly an hour later, Zhou Chunyong rushed to a small local hospital.

The dean and several clinical directors stood in the night early in the morning to greet them.

Seeing Zhou Chunyong get off the car, the dean hurriedly rushed forward, stretched out his hands, and said politely, "Teacher Zhou, please come and go in the middle of the night."

"This is my business, how can I say it's troublesome?" Zhou Chunyong said calmly.

The dean was speechless for a moment, but he knew Zhou Chunyong's domineeringness and domineeringness. He also vaguely understood that it was because the first experiment was not successful and he was a little disdainful, which attracted Teacher Zhou's attitude.

Zhou Chunyong only said one thing to the dean, then picked up his cell phone as if no one else was around and called Boss Zheng.

"Boss Zheng, I'm here!" Zhou Chunyong reported his itinerary as soon as possible, like a soldier.

The dean and several directors looked at each other, surprised.

What is the origin of that boss Zheng? Why is Teacher Zhou so respectful?

"No trouble. Even if the sky falls, I, Lao Zhou, will do my best to complete the things you arranged."

"Okay, I'll take a video for the patient myself and send it to you later."

After saying that, Zhou Chunyong hung up the phone.

"Where is the patient?"

“In the ward.”

"Send it to the radiology department and start a machine." Zhou Chunyong casually gave a doctor's advice as if he was returning to the imperial capital.

I dare not neglect this side, mainly because I have been discouraged from the momentum.

Zhou Chunyong was domineering. Boss Zheng, who had never met before, made a clear diagnosis with just two diagnostic treatments. In addition, his hospital didn’t even know what the lateral lateral film of the styloid process was, so what else can I say.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Chunyong looked at the image on the computer screen and breathed a deep sigh.

"Teacher Zhou, how about it?" the dean asked carefully.

Zhou Chunyong pointed his finger on the screen image, "The styloid process 3 is slightly longer, the key is that the angle is wrong!"

His fingers were like little carrots, pounding the screen, making a banging sound.

The dean felt distressed, don’t break the machine.
Chapter completed!