Back in 2002 as a doctor

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"..."

The sudden drag racing made the operating room quiet for a while, and then everyone burst into laughter.

"It is indeed a member of our surgery department, this time it is confirmed." Deng Ming laughed, "But don't worry about Xiao Zhou, his girlfriend is the boss of a venture capital company, the scale is not small, and it is not within the system. If you want to live in the imperial capital, I guess it's just a word."

"Yo, young and promising."

"It's okay." Zhou Congwen smiled slightly.

"By the way, why do you have to cut it? If you do this, it will be easy to get infected when you return to severe illness." The obstetrician asked.

"No way, you must choose between infection and life-saving." Zhou Congwen said, "Regular chest open heart compression can maintain hemodynamic stability better than external chest heart compression. It can significantly improve the patient's survival rate and abnormal changes in neurological function within 72 hours."

The obstetrician glanced at Deng Ming, and Deng Ming said, "There is no amniotic fluid embolism in our department, so I don't understand."

What she meant was very clear. Deng Ming, the chief director, did not say to cut open and compress under direct vision during the first rescue.

Except for heart trauma, it seems that there is no rescue that requires incision and compression.

But Deng Ming clearly told her that he would not.

The obstetrician was a little confused. It would be fine if all of this was decided by Mr. Huang.

Who is Mr. Huang?That's a national treasure.The cases I have seen are a little less than the people I have seen, not much less.

But Dr. Zhou is so young, how could he be so familiar?

Zhou Congwen seemed to have read the psychological activities of obstetricians, and explained, "There is no large-scale sample in China for the time being, and there are related studies abroad."

“欧美国家报道其发病率为1.9/10万~6.1/10万，死亡率高达61%~86%。冰帽、ecmo、切开胸内按压是比较成熟的手段。”

The obstetrician sighed.

I'm actually not as good as a thoracic surgeon... no, what the hell is a thoracic surgeon who comes to the imperial capital to watch the fun.

He shouldn't see everything fresh like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

But Zhou Congwen didn't feel strange or alienated at all, including the ecmo device that just came in.

It's like he's worked in 912 for many years, and he's no stranger to the doctors in the operating room.

What a weird little doctor, no wonder he is favored by Mr. Huang.

How many years has Mr. Huang confiscated students?He could say that peaches and plums are self-contained without words, but the students who can really be recognized must be graduate students and doctoral students of Huang Laoshou.

Tsk tsk, the interventional surgery is okay, I don't know about the thoracotomy, but the interventional surgery is so good, how bad can the thoracotomy be.

The key is that a good surgery is one thing, but a quick mind, driving almost threw myself under the car and was run over by the tires.

Recalling the topic of off-site and ED just now, the obstetrician shook his head helplessly.

This kind of driving skills must be an old driver.

If it weren't for the visible youth, no one would believe that an old driver like Zhou Congwen was a young man.

Everyone chatted lightly, and took several blood gas analysis, and the patient's condition gradually returned to stability.

"Go down." Huang Lao stood up, "Deng Ming, send someone who understands ECMO to assist the obstetric nurse."

"Okay." Deng Ming said without hesitation.

Ecmo is a new machine for 912, and Deng Ming, besides Mr. Huang, can do it if he wants to successfully insert the tube.

It seems that I have to watch it myself, Deng Ming knows what his boss means.Unfortunately, there is no way to communicate with Zhou Congwen.

Seeing his boss and Zhou Congwen leave, Deng Ming felt a little regretful.

The last time I went to Jianghai City, I found it interesting to see Zhou Congwen's exactly the same posture as his boss bowed his back.

But since Zhou Congwen was slapped by the boss, I don't know what the two of them talked about, and I never saw such a "harmonious" picture again.

Deng Ming always wanted to ask.

pity.

"Boss, what are you working so hard for?" Zhou Congwen asked Mr. Huang softly as he left the operating room to change clothes.

"After all, it's an organ. It would be better if it can be kept. The patient is young." Huang Lao said naturally.

"But don't you think you're getting old?"

"How is it possible, don't think that I can't finish the operation without you." Huang Lao smiled and reached out to pat Zhou Congwen's back, "You were the one who made trouble in the first place, otherwise I would have been selected in the super selection .”

"Yes yes yes." Zhou Congwen nodded docilely without arguing with his boss, "That's right, if you just intervene in surgery like this, won't you be scolded when you go home?"

"..." Huang Lao's face changed, "I see which brat dares to say that."

"Hey, let Director Deng do it."

Mr. Huang shook his head and sighed, "I don't even want to do surgery that eats thread. Didn't I just say that, just watching the circulatory department take the stent away, I really don't want to be reconciled."

"I can't help it, I can only help them wipe their buttocks. If they puncture a coronary artery or a heart, we have to do it."

"It's a pity." Huang Lao bowed his hands behind his back and shook his head slightly.

"It's okay, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, we are still waiting for our heart transplant surgery."

Chapter 0364

"Boss, you should pay more attention to your health." Zhou Congwen whispered in the boss's ear tirelessly.

Zhou Congwen couldn't let go of his inexplicable terminal cancer in his last life, less than 3 months since his last physical examination, and he didn't know where the primary tumor was when he left.

I chatted with the boss all night, and guessed that it might be caused by too much research and interventional surgery.

Although Zhou Congwen does not agree with this guess, the boss is now in his seventies or nearly 80 years old, and it is always right to take more rest.

"How did your surgery go so well?" Mr. Huang pondered slightly, not listening to what Zhou Congwen said at all, the two of them had their own thoughts.

"Born, don't you know about talent?" Zhou Congwen said perfunctorily, "I heard that when you were a teenager and you were studying abroad, you were amazing."

Huang Lao waved his hand, "I was young back then, and I didn't know what it means to be humble."

"Hey, hearing you say that, I thought you were detained abroad like Mr. Qian and would not be allowed to come back." Zhou Congwen laughed and covered up his surgery.

Anyway, there is no result, whether you say it or not is the same.

"You boy, how can I have that ability. Let alone five divisions, I don't think a single pilot will change." Huang Lao bowed his hands and glanced at Zhou Congwen.

"You go home? I'll see you off."

"Have you packed all the chicken bones?" Huang Lao asked.

"Don't worry about my work, everything is packed, fast and meticulous, absolutely nothing will happen." Zhou Congwen said, patting his chest.

"Then you go back too. I'll let Deng Ming contact you. Go back and make preparations in advance. If you have any inconvenience, just say it. You're welcome." Huang Lao said lightly.

He caught a glimpse of Zhou Congwen's calm expression, and was slightly surprised.Generally speaking, Zhou Congwen should be worried about the thesis at this time, and if he is smarter, he will mention it to himself.

But Zhou Congwen didn't seem to notice this.

Forget it, Deng Ming can write a paper with Zhou Congwen, it doesn't matter.

"..." Zhou Congwen scratched his head, what should he prepare when he goes back?The first one must be manpower. You can't do surgery by yourself for the rest of your life.

Huang Lao didn't go to the office, but walked out of the inpatient department with his cloth shoes on his back and hands bowed.

"Never mind that I need people, I'm short of everything now, you can find it yourself." Huang Lao said disdainfully, "Academician workstation, I don't know how many people have sharpened their heads and want to drill in. I really don't know what you think, there will be no people."

"Boss, would you rather be short than excessive?" Zhou Congwen tried his best to force a smile.

"Don't be so pitiful." Huang Lao patted Zhou Congwen and walked out of the hospital slowly.

In September, the imperial capital is slightly cold. Although the temperature is a little higher than that in Jianghai City, it is definitely not much higher.At this time, the lights were dim and the night breeze was slight. When Zhou Congwen thought that he was back under the boss's door again, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a round of sunrise outside, and the colorful colors gradually spread. Even the big killer, the boss's values, were not so boring.

Liu Xiaobie leaned against the door of a car with a black red flag, staring at herself and Huang Lao, with a small smile on her lips.

How could she be so good-looking, Zhou Congwen gave Liu Xiaobie a five-star praise in the deepest part of his heart.

"Boss." Zhou Congwen said in a deep voice.

"Ok?"

"My girlfriend is here to pick us up, let's take you home." Zhou Congwen said.

Huang Lao raised his head, saw Liu Xiaobie, and beckoned.

"Boss, are you done?" Liu Xiaobie walked over with a smile, like Huang Lao's granddaughter, and asked while pulling his arm tenderly.

For a moment, Zhou Congwen felt that he was an outsider, and that Liu Xiaobie was a close disciple of his boss's direct line.

"Well, I'm done." Huang Lao said with a kind face, "Come to pick up Zhou Congwen? Go, go, you young people are wandering around the imperial capital, don't worry about me."

"How about that, let's take you home first."

"No need." Huang Lao shook his head with a smile, "It's hard to come to the imperial capital once, and go around more. I have to walk 8000 steps a day. I ate chicken feet today, and I have to walk 12000 steps. It's a digestible meal."

"Then let's go play. Are you wearing thick clothes? Don't catch a cold." Liu Xiaobie was not polite.

"Hurry up, don't accompany me, a bad old man. Zhou Congwen has already lost his patience, so you go."

Elder Huang looked at Liu Xiaobie holding Zhou Congwen's arm swaying all the way away kindly, feeling very happy in his heart.

As soon as Zhou Congwen bent down habitually, Liu Xiaobie raised his hand and punched him. Elder Huang could hear a "bang" from ten meters away.

The monstrous Zhou Congwen actually has weaknesses.

Well, it's good to have weaknesses, that way you can look like a person, Huang Lao thought with a smile.

Watching the two get into the car and leave, Zhou Congwen rolled down the window to say hello, while Mr. Huang bowed his hands behind his back and nodded goodbye.

……

"Zhou Congwen, why do I feel that there are black lines on your forehead?" Liu Xiaobie asked Zhou Congwen after getting into the car.

"I feel uncomfortable when you hold my arm."

After saying this, Zhou Congwen found that Liu Xiaobie was holding the steering wheel wobbly, very happy.

"By the way, Zhou Congwen, didn't you tell me when you came to the imperial capital?" Liu Xiaobie asked.

"I don't know what you did."

"Let's run a laboratory project for you in the imperial capital, let alone, I think this thing is a bit tricky." Liu Xiaobie began to talk about the related projects of the laboratory incessantly.

Zhou Congwen listened to it interestingly, some of Liu Xiaobie's views are actually very avant-garde, even in the previous life they are considered very advanced.

Liu Xiaobie was excited, Zhou Congwen saw that she was driving a little unsteadily, excited as if she had been drunk, and quickly asked her to find a place to park.

The two walked out of the 912 compound slowly, and walked aimlessly in the streets and alleys of the imperial capital.

"I'm going to the provincial capital next year."

After Liu Xiaobie finished talking about the project in the laboratory, Zhou Congwen said.

"Oh? Why are you going? Don't you want to come to 912?" Liu Xiaobie asked.

"The boss wants to set up an academician workstation at the Medical University, and I'll bring one."

"You are so amazing." Liu Xiaobie clicked his tongue.

"It was really good at first, okay?" Zhou Congwen said, "I will be leaving after the next year, so let the little landlord know in advance."

"Academician Workstation...Academician Workstation..."

Liu Xiaobie muttered softly.

Zhou Congwen looked at Liu Xiaobie suspiciously.

"Hey, I always feel that you are going to school, and it may have something to do with the student who became Huang Lao."

"There are still differences."

"By the way, when we were in college, we taught a class called "Uniform Temptation". Do you have it?" Liu Xiaobie asked.

Uniform Temptation...

"The elective course, the registration is crazy, and it is full almost instantly. It is the most popular course in our school."

"Which school are you from?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Zhou Congwen, don't you feel that your focus is always different from others?" Liu Xiaobie asked.

On this point, she and Zhou Congwen have the same idea, and both feel that the other party has a problem with his thinking.