Back in 2002 as a doctor

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"Okay, I'll tell my family." The equipment nurse said a little anxiously as she was tidying up the equipment table.

What if it is, what if it is not, worrying about gains and losses does make people anxious.

"Okay." Zhou Congwen said, "Are you not hospitalized? If you have stones, it will be very uncomfortable."

"I almost had an accident when I came to the hospital. The brave doctor dragged me to persuade my grandma to go home."

"Oh." Zhou Congwen nodded.

Although what the equipment nurse said was not clear, Zhou Congwen could guess what was going on.

"Have you taken any medicine at home?"

"Professor Wen told my grandma to drink corn silk water." The equipment nurse said, "At first I thought that Professor Wen was unreliable, but after drinking it for a while, let alone, the effect is good."

"Don't talk nonsense." The anesthesiologist scolded, "What does corn stubble have to do with stones?"

"Symptom." Zhou Congwen did not reprimand the witch doctor, but said with a smile.

"..." The anesthesiologist froze for a moment.

"Corn silk is sweet, light, and flat in nature. It belongs to the bladder, liver, and gall bladder. Diuretic and swelling; the effect of clearing the liver and gallbladder. Mainly edema, urination, jaundice, cholecystitis, gallstones, high blood pressure, diabetes .”

Like his own boss, Zhou Congwen regarded corn silk as a traditional Chinese medicine and explained the principle of treating stones.

"Really?" The anesthetist asked doubtfully seeing what Zhou Congwen said was true.

"Doctors in the Department of Urology generally know it, but they rarely use it." Zhou Congwen smiled. "For example, in our Thoracic Surgery Department, when we encounter rib fractures and do not want to be hospitalized, we basically advise them to go home and eat pumpkin seeds."

"However, pumpkin seeds are generally not used for fracture healing, but for treating enlarged prostate."

As he said that, Zhou Congwen raised his eyebrows, looked at the anesthetist and smiled, "It's almost ready, don't worry, just write it down first, and don't thank me if it helps in the future."

The anesthesiologist didn't feel embarrassed, but looked at Zhou Congwen very seriously, "Really, Professor Zhou, you are a real professor, you are not a beast, and you don't talk nonsense."

"Really." Zhou Congwen said, "Director Deng Mingdeng, you have seen it."

"Ok!"

"In his thermos, guess what."

"It can't be corn silk, I thought it was wolfberry."

"Of course a thermos with goji berries is standard, but Director Deng certainly doesn't. He has a lot of medicine in it, including corn silk."

"..."

"Once I was chatting with him, he took a sip of water, bit into a pumpkin seed and ate it."

"!!!"

The anesthetist was startled by Zhou Congwen's words.

"They're all small folk remedies, the ones that don't need dialectics, and they're still easy to use."

"Really?" Although the anesthetist had believed most of it, he still asked.

"Look at you." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "You don't believe what I say, of course it is true. Professor Wen's suggestion to drink corn silk water is a useful suggestion. Can you ask Liu Na?"

The equipment nurse nodded quickly, "It really works."

"Pumpkin seeds, can powder work?"

"Don't eat indiscriminately, it's almost enough, it's better to be too particular about traditional Chinese medicine." Zhou Congwen warned.

"Oh, oh, I see." The anesthesiologist was instantly brainwashed and nodded repeatedly.

"If I drank corn silk water, the stones would get better, and the pain wasn't too bad at that time."

"It's not serious, it's just that stones were found during the routine examination." The equipment nurse said.

"Then you contact your family. If you can come, I will go back later. If you can't, I will go home in a while."

"Okay, I'll get in touch right away."

Zhou Congwen turned around, bowed his hands behind his back, hesitated for a while, but did not straighten his waist, but left the operating room like his own boss.

Back in the dressing room, Zhou Congwen didn't rush to change clothes, he lit a ganoderma lucidum and smoked silently.

Zhou Congwen was relatively certain about the situation of the equipment nurse's family members. If several situations happened one after another, the possibility of hyperparathyroidism was quite high.

This situation may be considered a difficult problem for ordinary doctors, but for Zhou Congwen, he already has the answer.

Now Zhou Congwen is still thinking about his own boss.

The boss is already old, if he really gets angry, it will be bad for his health no matter what.

Alas, that bad old man actually chased and beat himself with a broom.Zhou Congwen sighed, this stubborn temper, I don't know who it looks like!

Frontline, frontline.

When he was reborn, he had been intentionally or unintentionally preparing for this matter, but he didn't expect to be called back by the boss in the end.

Chapter 0917 The Story of the Boy and the Dragon

Zhou Congwen waited for a while, and Shen Lang returned to the locker room.

"Why haven't you spoken?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Huh? Me?" Shen Lang thought for a while, took off his mask, opened the window, and took a deep breath of the outside air.

"Congwen, tell me, do you have any super powers?" Shen Lang looked at Zhou Congwen very seriously, definitely not joking, and asked word by word.

Zhou Congwen was taken aback, he immediately remembered the system task just now.

After I came back, I threw my backpack away and ran to the circulatory catheterization laboratory. After I went there, I saw a patient with milk-like blood flow. I was diagnosed with a ruptured heart and sent to the operating room for emergency surgery to treat the ruptured heart. By the way, I underwent coronary artery bypass grafting.

This set of procedures is as smooth as clouds and water. When you are on the scene, you will only notice a patient with a broken heart, and only notice that a medical accident was narrowly avoided.

After all, those who have experienced it are all doctors. Seeing that the patient has stepped into the gate of hell, what else would he think about?

But Shen Lang is an outlier among the doctors.

He is a doctor, but he is not doing his job properly, and his focus has never been the same as others.

"What are you thinking? How could it be possible to have supernatural powers?" Zhou Congwen replied disdainfully.

"It's not a supernatural power!" Shen Lang emphasized, "I feel like you are like a hunting dog, the ability to smell emergency operations is super strong."

"..."

Hearing what Shen Lang said, even Zhou Congwen was stunned.

In the last life, it was not that no one doubted himself. There were various reasons and explanations, some of which were far-fetched, but Zhou Congwen messed them up.

At best it was just a coincidence, who could do anything to himself.

Only his boss never asked, but every time his deep eyes fell on him, Zhou Congwen felt that the boss seemed to see something.

And Shen Lang...

"Congwen, you are really born to study medicine." Shen Lang sighed, "You can smell the emergency, don't you?"

"How is it possible?" Zhou Congwen denied it.

"That's how I feel. You see, when we were on duty in the third hospital, you were the busiest on duty. If you say that, the description I just made is wrong. It should be said that you and the emergency surgery are a natural match. What a mysterious connection, there is a strong attraction between them."

"..."

"The emergency department that has a little relationship with you, although you haven't seen it yet, subconsciously you have already sensed it, and have a telepathic connection with the emergency operation!"

The more Shen Lang talked, the more excited he became. There were some things he didn't expect or understand before, but he seemed to have found the "right" way while chatting with Zhou Congwen.

Zhou Congwen looked at Shen Lang helplessly, completely confused about what was going on in this guy's mind?

"It must be like this, it must be!" Shen Lang slammed his fist on the palm of his hand, and he said excitedly, "No wonder you had so many emergency calls when you were in the Third Hospital!"

Facing Shen Lang touching his wound again and again, Zhou Congwen gave him a vicious look.

At the beginning of his career in the Third Hospital, Zhou Congwen couldn't bear to look back on the past.

He was on duty 24 hours a day every three days, with constant emergency calls, and was busy almost every day. Zhou Congwen didn't even dare to get sick for a period of time.

Do you really have a fate with the emergency room?

Under Shen Lang's "brainwashing", Zhou Congwen also became a little dazed, and his thoughts drifted to an inexplicable place.

It has nothing to do with the system. Before being possessed by the system, my class was also very busy. At least half of the emergency department in the general practice came to my class.

This is not counted, the most dangerous rib fracture combined with aortic dissection in thoracic surgery, in the last life, there were 7 cases in the thoracic surgery department of Jianghai Third Hospital in ten years, and Zhou Congwen's emergency department came to live in the hospital.

Science can't explain these things.

Now that all kinds of old sesame seeds and rotten millet were mentioned by Shen Lang again, Zhou Congwen fell into deep thought.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the phone to ring, interrupting Zhou Congwen's thoughts.

He looked at Shen Lang dumbly, unable to understand how he could be bewitched by such unconstrained ideas.

Shen Lang has already fallen into the rhythm of conceiving "cool jokes", and based on Zhou Congwen's tacit telepathic guesses with the emergency department, he began to calculate how he grew up.

The story of a young man walking with an evil dragon, falling in love and killing each other has some clues.

The teenager constantly detects the existence of the nearby emergency room based on the telepathy like radar, and constantly improves his technology to treat one disease after another.

And the evil dragon that was traveling with him continued to torment the young man, for a week without sleep, he hardly even had time to eat.

Zhou Congwen, who listened to all kinds of plots, was moved by it.

Shen Lang really should write novels, and being a doctor really "wronged" him.

Zhou Congwen raised his phone, indicating that he wanted to answer the phone, and then interrupted Shen Lang's long-winded words.

"Xiao Liu, what do you say at home?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Professor Zhou, let's take a look at home." The equipment nurse said, "Please wait a moment."

"Okay." Zhou Congwen said, "If someone comes, you don't need to go outside your chest, just push it to the B-ultrasound room, and let me know when it's almost here, and I'll go down to find you."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Congwen looked at Xiafei's Shen Lang and smiled.

This guy has unknowingly excited, probably has some inspiration.

"Shen Lang." Zhou Congwen said, "Have you written any novels recently?"

"No more." Shen Lang shook his head, "Originally, the editor of Zhulang invited me to be a resident author, and my book was also published on Zhulang. It was a while ago, the day you taught me to intervene in surgery, Zhulang Lang gave me a recommendation, and the number of people who read the book is obviously much more.”

"What happened later?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"I don't have time. The day I recommended it was the day my eunuch was." Shen Lang shrugged, "I have to do surgery, study, and run every day! From Wen, I don't even have a dream when I lie on the bed Do it, sleep until dawn, how can I have the energy to write novels."

"It's also pretty good." Zhou Congwen said, "The current web writing is an era of talent, so don't force yourself if you don't have this talent. No one will read what you write, so you can only keep it for yourself, which is a waste of time."

Although speaking like this is more shocking, Zhou Congwen is just telling the truth.

The rising authors of this era are all talented, with a hundred flowers blooming, and there are various types, belonging to the beautiful innocence era.

Shen Lang, no.

Besides, Zhou Congwen had never heard of the name Zhulang. As an outsider, Zhou Congwen represented the silent majority.

If Shen Lang develops here, there will definitely be no results.

It's better to work hard with yourself, Zhou Congwen changed his clothes and patted Shen Lang's shoulder, "Let's go, go see a doctor."

"Congwen, can you really cure Alzheimer's disease?" Shen Lang asked as if he was not thinking about it.

Chapter 0918 finally falls on the promotion

"What are you thinking?" Zhou Congwen said contemptuously, "I mean that Alzheimer's disease is misdiagnosed and doesn't exist at all. The directors of neurology departments in several large hospitals in the provincial capital have misunderstood."

"Congwen, you're not a psychiatrist." Shen Lang retorted.

"Hey." Zhou Congwen smiled without explaining.

"Sometimes I really think you are amazing, as if one day you suddenly opened up. I think about the day, it seems..." Shen Lang recalled as he walked, "It was you who took the clip of the medical record in front of Director Wang. That day."

"And then?" Zhou Congwen didn't interrupt Shen Lang's words.

To Zhou Congwen, Shen Lang poses no threat, that's what people say when they speak lightly.It doesn't matter what Shen Lang says, as long as the boss doesn't chase and beat him with a broom.

On the contrary, Shen Lang can understand some other people's views on him.

"Then before Director Wang's big rounds...hahaha." As he spoke, Shen Lang laughed, "Director Wang always said it was a big rounds, but do you know what I think?"