Back in 2002 as a doctor

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Hospitals are not uncommon, and even apart from funeral parlors, hospitals are the places where people cry the most.The vast majority are crying with grief, and very few are crying with joy.

It's just that there are no serious patients in the thoracic surgery department, so where is the crying coming from?

Zhou stood up from Wenhuo's sudden, his eyes that were empty just now were shining like a falcon.

Shen Lang also subconsciously stood up, flicked off the cigarette butt, and looked inside along the door of the fire escape.

The corridor was quiet, only the nurses were pushing IV carts to give IV drips in each ward.

Zhou Congwen frowned and pushed the door open to walk in.

"Which family member, we are not seriously ill." Shen Lang said in a low voice.

One second he didn't want to continue this hopeless career, and the next second he turned into a doctor. The switch was so natural.

"I don't know." Zhou Congwen listened attentively, and walked straight to the sound of crying.

It was the voice from the ward of Dr. Yuan and the others at the People's Hospital.

Today is the fifth day after the operation. They should have been discharged from the hospital two days ago, but because they were afraid and refused to leave, they stayed for a few more days.

During the rounds in the morning, Yuan Xiaoli was still chatting and laughing with everyone, why did he cry all of a sudden?

I can't.

Even if it is a sudden death, you should go to the doctor as soon as possible, instead of helping the corpse and crying.

Zhou Congwen's forehead was full of question marks, and he was stunned when he opened the door of the ward.

Chapter 0298

A middle-aged man dressed plainly, even tattered, stood in front of Yuan Xiaoli and cried loudly, crying extremely sadly.

"Doctor Yuan, I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't...shouldn't cry...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I just can't help it." The middle-aged man said while sobbing.

"Did Director Zhu really say it's over?" Yuan Xiaoli asked.

"You say you have no lungs... woo woo woo... My mother's condition is not good either, and there is no way for a chest operation." The middle-aged man tried his best to contain his crying, and said intermittently.

Lungs gone?

Shen Lang was startled, he couldn't understand this sentence at all.

What the man said should be a bad sentence, or simply omitted some information.It's not magic, how could there be no lungs?

Zhou Congwen looked at the middle-aged man seriously, thoughtfully.

"How could you lose your lungs? It's impossible. Did you bring the film?" Yuan Xiaoli wanted to comfort him, but he was not good at comforting others, plus he was wearing a hospital gown, no matter what he said, he was not convincing. I had to ask about the film.

"No, we packed up and prepared to go home. I heard Director Zhu say... woo woo woo... I heard that you are hospitalized here, so I will come and take a look. Doctor Yuan, I have caused you trouble for so many years."

The middle-aged man's words gradually became connected. He wiped his tears vigorously, wiped them on his clothes twice, and stretched them out in front of Yuan Xiaoli.

"Doctor Yuan, you are a good man, a good man."

Originally, it was a very happy thing to be recognized by the patient, but the situation in front of me was completely opposite.

Tears rolled in Yuan Xiaoli's eyes, he held the middle-aged man's hand, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"The lungs disappeared? Are you sure Director Zhu said so?" Zhou Congwen asked suddenly.

The middle-aged man saw that Zhou Congwen was wearing white clothes. He was probably a doctor from the Third Hospital. He nodded out of politeness, "Yes, Director Zhu said that we can't do the operation and let us go home. I regret it so much. It would be better to have the operation sooner. Why did it take so many years?"

"Impossible." Shen Lang said to himself suspiciously.

Indeed, the lungs disappeared...that is an organ, a place for blood oxygen exchange, how could it disappear?

As a materialist, as a doctor who grew up following the path of evidence-based medicine, I would not believe such words.

But according to the middle-aged man, Director Zhu of the People's Hospital said it, so Shen Lang didn't question it.

And according to the patient, Zhou Congwen has his own judgment, it may be the disappearance of the lung.Surgery...it doesn't seem to be difficult, the key depends on the patient's condition.

"Surgery, there are still ways to do it, but the risk is relatively high and the cost is relatively high. Do you want to do it? Of course, I need to watch the film." Zhou Congwen asked very gently.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man froze for a moment.

Yuan Xiaoli was also taken aback. He was wearing a hospital gown and gave Zhou Congwen a stare.

In his heart, Zhou Congwen uttered nonsense without even knowing the patient's condition. If he was not wearing a hospital gown and was still a patient, he would definitely point his nose at him and reprimand him.

But even so, Yuan Xiaoli's gaze was full of reproach.

"The lungs disappeared. If Director Zhu really said so, it is most likely the syndrome of disappearing lungs." Zhou Congwen said.

"What?"

"What?"

Yuan Xiaoli and Shen Lang asked in unison.

"Simply put, it is a disease in which the bullae are too large and progressively enlarge to compress the lungs, leading to the disappearance of the lungs." Zhou Congwen explained lightly.

"..."

They are all chest doctors, especially Yuan Xiaoli, who has been a doctor for more than ten years, has never heard the name of this disease.

Yuan Xiaoli frowned and looked at Zhou Congwen, but didn't say much, he was afraid that his IQ would be lowered if he talked too much with Zhou Congwen, and then he would defeat him.

"Congwen, why haven't I heard of this disease." Shen Lang asked seriously.

"In 1937, Dr. Burke first reported the characteristics of 'disappearing lung' in a patient with pulmonary cystic lesions, and used the term 'disappearing lung' as a diagnostic name for the first time. It has been used sporadically in the radiology and surgical literature and has not been precisely defined. the term 'vanishing lung syndrome'."

"After all, few people use it. The name of the disease doesn't appear in the textbooks. It's normal not to know." Zhou Congwen explained again.

"But why did Director Zhu say that the lungs disappeared?" Shen Lang's focus was always different from others.

Zhou Congwen didn't answer his question, but looked into the middle-aged man's eyes seriously and said, "Director Zhu said that the thoracotomy is impossible, not that the operation is impossible. You misheard."

"Ah? Are there other surgical methods? That's right, Director Zhu seems to say that Dr. Yuan's surgical methods may be tried, but he is not sure what he said, or I may have misheard." The middle-aged man was stunned. .

Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, and directly unbuttoned Yuan Xiaoli's hospital gown without asking for Yuan Xiaoli's opinion.

Yuan Xiaoli jumped back subconsciously, for fear that Zhou Congwen would insult him.

"Undo the clothes yourself." Zhou Congwen said like a doctor communicating with a patient, "Show the patient your incision."

"..."

Yuan Xiaoli burst into tears.

Patient, when did I become the patient of a middle-aged man!I have been his mother's doctor in charge for more than ten years!

But Yuan Xiaoli instantly controlled his emotions, he was also very curious about what Zhou Congwen was going to do.

One only needs to go to the People's Hospital's Chest Department for a few months to find out about Shen Lang's problem——Director Zhu likes to show off.

The reason why I told the patient's family that the lungs disappeared was actually to make others curious to ask him, and then he explained it again.

Yuan Xiaoli knew Director Zhu Jun very well, and now in the department, Director Zhu Jun's "tricks" could not attract his attention at all.

But Zhou Congwen from the Third Academy in front of him managed to make him interested.

What he didn't know, but Zhou Congwen explained it clearly as if he was eating and drinking. What's going on?

According to Zhou Congwen, there is no definitive conclusion in the field of vanishing lung syndrome, but some radiologists and surgeons will express it this way when writing papers... Could it be that he reads more papers and literature than himself?

Yuan Xiaoli endured the discomfort of being a general teacher, and tried to dilute his sense of shame with other things in his mind.

"Here, what Dr. Yuan came to our hospital to do is another type of chest surgery. You can see that there are only three small incisions on his chest wall, which is not like a major surgery. The incision is at least 20-25 cm."

"Patients with similar operations have very little damage, but the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the cost is a little higher." Zhou Congwen explained seriously.

Yuan Xiaoli, who is a general teacher, felt ashamed.

It wasn't because the clothes were unbuttoned to act as a model, but because as a surgeon at the People's Hospital, he went to a "lower level" hospital for surgery.

Chapter 0299 Alarm

After the brief introduction, Zhou Congwen buttoned up Yuan Xiaoli's hospital gown, and left the ward with Shen Lang without saying much.

"Congwen, do you really have this kind of disease? Can you still have lungs?" Shen Lang is still struggling with this point.

But Zhou Congwen's expression was a bit strange, it seemed that there was a big matter that was difficult to decide, and the two villains were fighting in their hearts.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

"Do you think the expression of the patient's family members is a little weird? When I asked him just now, his description was a bit contradictory?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"No, he has been holding Yuan Xiaoli's hand and crying. I think he is overly sad. But you reminded me of this, and I always feel that something is wrong." Shen Lang was a little puzzled, and looked at Zhou Congwen and asked suspiciously. road.

But Shen Lang, like Zhou Congwen, was just a vague concept, and he didn't know what was wrong if he was asked to say what was wrong.

Zhou Congwen didn't speak, and walked slowly in the corridor of the ward with his hands behind his back.

Anorectal patients in skirts were chatting in twos and threes in the corridor. They had nothing to do, and they stood in weird postures to pass their leisure time.

Zhou Congwen walked around the patient, looked at the ground, and walked slowly like an old man, recalling the dusty past.

Just now Zhou Congwen was really doing well, and even treated the doctors of the People's Hospital as a living general teacher, introducing thoracoscopic surgery to patients.

But I don't know when, Zhou Congwen has changed, and he seems to be full of thoughts.

Shen Lang also pondered with him.

"It's okay, you are busy first, I will report to Director Li." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

He bowed his hands behind his back and knocked on Li Qinghua's door.

"Congwen, come in, I'm going to talk to you about something." Li Qinghua was taking notes with a pen, when he saw Zhou Congwen push the door in, he greeted him.

"The group company is ready to start a comprehensive physical examination. Mr. Zhao let go, and I will run to the secondary units one by one. I have already run down several brigades, and I can come for the physical examination next week. From top to bottom, it is better than me. A little work is better!"

Li Qinghua told Zhou Congwen the results of his siege as if he was reporting to the leader.

His tone was very calm, neither complacent nor complacent, just a statement.

"Then there is the Jiaoguang TV station. I am going to do two weeks of missionary work. I have also contacted the health road of our TV station, and I will do a program for me."

"I've been so busy these days that I always feel it's hard to breathe, but when I think of..."

Li Qinghua spoke plainly, but soon realized that Zhou Congwen's expression was wrong, he pondered slightly, "Is there something wrong with you? Is there something wrong with the patients in the ward?"

"Director Li, that's right."

Zhou Congwen recounted what happened just now.

"I began to think that the patient's family had a good relationship with Yuan Xiaoli, who had taken care of him for many years, so I came to greet him before leaving. But when I introduced the thoracoscopic incision to the patient, his eyes were wrong."

Li Qinghua understood.

There are countless doctors who have been in the clinic all year round. As long as they are not stupid, they will be honed into a kind of subconsciousness, and they will subconsciously avoid where there is danger.

This was the case with Zhou Congwen. He must have noticed something, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

"Is it because I don't know what's wrong?" Li Qinghua asked, "It's okay, the patient is not our patient, so let's put it aside for now, and don't accept it if there is any problem.

The third hospital... our thoracic surgery department is still a small tree, and we cannot withstand strong winds and waves.Don't be embarrassed, just tell me if you have any questions, and I will talk to the patient.

Another thing is to take a look at my plan from the text. According to the probability of the previous screening, I estimate that 8 patients will choose to ask Professor Chen for surgery next week. "

Zhou Congwen looked at Li Qinghua quietly, there was a faint glow between his gentle brows.

Although Li Qinghua didn't talk about surpassing the People's Hospital, it is estimated that this matter has become an obsession in his heart.

"Director Li, didn't you say that the province's top five." Zhou Congwen stretched out a hand, and five fingers appeared shiningly in front of Li Qinghua's eyes.

"Ha!" Li Qinghua was talking excitedly when Zhou Congwen was taken aback for a moment, and then he said, "It's impossible, Congwen, stop joking. Let's talk casually after closing the door. Don't talk nonsense when you go out, making people laugh." .”

Zhou Congwen smiled, and was about to explain when suddenly a system alarm sounded in his ears, and the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of vision also turned red intermittently, reminding Zhou Congwen that something was up.

His intuition was correct, Zhou Congwen's whole body tensed up, and he subconsciously looked at the prompts on the system panel.

This is a function of the system, which was rewarded by the system after Zhou Congwen completed the task of [seven in and seven out] in the previous life - when encountering a patient who may have a medical accident, the system will give an early warning.

However, the so-called medical malpractice is most likely caused by a doctor, not a medical error caused by Zhou Congwen's insufficient level.

After 08, the relationship between doctors and patients has become more and more acute, and the contradictions have become more and more intense. This system function has indeed helped Zhou Congwen avoid many difficulties, and it can be called a sharp weapon.

Unexpectedly, the half-dead little guy had already recovered part of his functions, Zhou Congwen felt a little relieved.

It's just that the urgent tasks displayed on the system panel still can't see the whole picture.

[Urgent mission: How much is human life worth...]