Back in 2002 as a doctor

Are the experimental data done by the Americans true?It must be Zhou Congwen talking nonsense.

Although he thought so in his heart, Zhu Jun couldn't despise the Third Hospital, Chen Houkun, and Zhou Congwen with his inability to clean lymph nodes.

People's level is so high that I can't understand it.

Zhu Jun reluctantly nodded. The cognition accumulated over the years has already swept away what Zhou Congwen said just now as rubbish.

If you can clean the lymph nodes, you must clean it. What does it mean that there is no statistical significance? Just kidding!

statistics?Can it be taken orally or calmly?

"Currently, 912 does not remove lymph nodes when performing surgery on small pulmonary nodules smaller than 0.8cm-1cm. Because it was carried out a while later than in Europe and the United States, there is no statistical result for the time being."

Huang Lao explained a few more words.

"As far as the existing patients are concerned, I am more inclined to the conclusion of Professor Gulack of Duke Medical Center that wedge resection for small pulmonary nodules does not require lymph node dissection."

"But this patient..."

"Her situation is quite special. Although it is also a small pulmonary nodule, the stimulation of the esophagus-tracheal fistula leads to lymph node hyperplasia. You should be cautious, director Zhu."

Huang Lao raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhu Jun.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Huang, you are right." Zhu Jun said perfunctorily.

His attitude, Mr. Huang, was very clear. He had already said so much, so there was no need to say more.

Seeing that the patient had already started to be moved over there, Mr. Huang stood up from the chair.

"Crack~~~"

The shadowless lights in the operating room dimmed, all the machines stopped working, and the world seemed to return to prehistoric times.

Huang Lao frowned slightly, the time was even shorter than he estimated.

Zhu Jun was stunned for a moment after the power outage, and then began to fear, but if the operation is performed slowly, there may be major problems.

"It's dangerous." Zhu Jun said subconsciously.

Huang Lao bowed his back and smiled slightly, "It's normal. When the hospital was built, it was estimated according to the electricity consumption at that time. Now that the whole society is developing at a high speed, the backup electricity can no longer keep up with the situation and should be phased out."

Everyone is complaining about the backup power supply in the hospital. Except for Mr. Huang, no one has thought that the number of "small household appliances" in the hospital is increasing day by day, and the power consumption is not the same as the kilowatts designed and used back then.

Zhu Jun's face turned red, although he felt that Huang Lao was mocking him, but...

That's Mr. Huang, and it's normal to be said a few words, so how could he go back.

"Doctor Zhou, the thoracoscopic surgery was done well, especially when the lymph nodes were removed." Huang Lao praised.

"Well, it's really well done." Zhou Congwen said.

Zhu Jun almost fell a somersault.

Does anyone else describe their surgery like this? !Shame on me!Mr. Huang praised him a few words, shouldn't Zhou Congwen be modest and humble?

"You guys cooperated well. If I hadn't met you, I thought you must have come to 912 for further training." Huang Lao bowed his hands and walked slowly to change his clothes.

Zhou Congwen followed Huang Lao's side, also bowed his hands and followed suit.

Looking at the "familiar" scene, Deng Ming smiled inexplicably.

Unexpectedly, when I came to Jianghai City to perform surgery on an old patient 24 years ago, I would meet such an interesting young man.

When he came to the locker room, Huang Laochong hooked Zhou Congwen's fingers, and said mysteriously, "Take one? Don't let Deng Ming see it."

Chapter 0273

"One, one. Doctor Zhou, do you know why I think you are familiar?" Huang Lao asked.

Zhou Congwen looked into Huang Lao's eyes cautiously.

Could it be that Mr. Huang is also a reborn person?Theoretically speaking, it is impossible!Forget it, rebirth is rebirth, what theory is there to talk about.

If he hadn't seen that he was born again?It shouldn't be, Zhou Congwen looked at his boss suspiciously.

With mixed feelings in his heart, Zhu Jun followed Huang Lao... and Zhou Congwen's ass to the locker room.

"Boss, you can't smoke." Seeing Zhou Congwen holding a white ganoderma in his hand, Deng Ming gave Huang Lao a fierce look, and then gave Zhou Congwen an even more fierce look.

Zhou Congwen was stunned.

It's Ganoderma lucidum!

"I smelled the smell of white ganoderma on your body. No one smokes such strong cigarettes these days. Sigh..." Huang Lao didn't reach out to take the cigarette, but sighed, pitifully.

"Since Old Xu got lung cancer, my wife stopped letting me smoke, and told Deng Ming that they should watch." Mr. Huang sat on the chair sadly, looking at the ground, like a widowed and lonely old man.

Sunshine can't dispel the loneliness and loneliness in him, and it's unbearable to watch him look lonely.

Zhou Congwen laughed out loud.

Huang Lao raised his head and looked at Zhou Congwen with strange eyes.

"Boss, don't pretend to be pitiful, who would dare to smoke for you if the teacher won't let you." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "It's useless to pretend to be pitiful, save your energy."

The sky is big and the earth is big, the teacher's wife is the biggest, this is the rule, Zhou Congwen always remembers it.

"Then smoke it, I'll smell it, it should work." Elder Huang was helpless, although he felt that Zhou Congwen called his wife a bit abrupt, but he didn't care too much, he just felt that he and this child were destined.

"Well, say something, or else I'm afraid Director Deng won't let you go." Zhou Congwen took out the lighter, twirled it a few times between his fingers, and then a ball of flames burst out from between his fingers.

"Ahem." Huang Lao looked at Zhou Congwen eagerly like a child, coughed twice and asked, "Do you know that the doctor industry is the same as the entire human society, and it's not so bad to compare others? "

"Huh?" Zhou Congwen smiled, "Boss, do you mean worse?"

"..."

Zhu Jun was stunned for a moment.

Bilan, he can understand the meaning of this sentence, but he can't understand it at all.

Shouldn't doctors strive for excellence?How could it be worse than bad.

Zhou Congwen took a puff of cigarette, and the scorched yellow smoke dispersed, Deng Ming dodged subconsciously, and by the way used his beard all over his face to scorn Zhou Congwen viciously.

"Do you think your level is enough? In fact, it is far from enough. I don't know what you think, anyway, I always feel that my level is still far behind."

"The most ideal treatment is no matter what method is used, the disease can be cured with one hand, and the patient will live forever. Other than that, they are all rotten. I did a good operation, and I have saved some people in my life, but..."

As Huang Lao said, he paused for a moment, and Zhou Congwen knowingly blew a puff of burnt yellow smoke on him.Elder Huang leaned forward happily and took a sip, feeling comfortable all over.

"Boss, second-hand smoke... just this one." Zhou Congwen warned.

"It's like a patient who has just undergone surgery. What about 24 years after surgery for esophageal cancer? Maybe in the eyes of medical circles or ordinary people, this is a miracle, but in fact, I know it very well."

"It's far from enough."

"What is fifty steps laughing at a hundred steps? As long as you can't live forever, there is still room for improvement. Compared with the best treatment effect, others are worse than worse, but which one is not the worst."

Deng Ming had heard such weird remarks from his boss a long time ago, so he was not surprised.But seeing Zhou Congwen's calm face, Deng Ming was a little puzzled.

This kind of brain hole is bigger than the waistband, Dr. Zhou is not surprised when he heard it for the first time.

"So, no matter what kind of surgery is done, never refuse to accept newer knowledge. Keep your posture lower, and lower. Even if it is better than bad...well, this word is good. Even if it is better than bad, you must Be the one that's not so bad."

"Boss, I understand." Zhou Congwen nodded.

"Just understand." Huang Lao looked at Zhou Congwen with a smile, and there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes.

"Little Doctor Zhou, don't always bow your waist. You are still young, so you should look like a young man." Huang Lao looked into Zhou Congwen's eyes and said word by word.

Zhou Congwen nodded.

This habit was developed after the boss passed away. I didn't expect that being "rebuked" by the boss today doesn't look like a young man. Life is really amazing.

Bai Ganoderma lucidum is too choking, only the old and the young can enjoy it, which is simply suffering for Deng Ming and Zhu Jun.

After finally waiting for Zhou Congwen to finish smoking, Deng Ming hurriedly said, "Boss, let's go to see the patient? It's getting late."

"Row."

Huang Lao twitched his nostrils, like an old man who got up early in the morning, and greedily inhaled the smoke that hadn't cleared in the locker room.

"Tsk tsk, you should cherish it when you are young."

"You'll understand when you get older."

Zhou Congwen was by Huang Lao's side, and Deng Ming felt that this young doctor was more like Huang Lao's direct disciple than himself.

Old children may be like this, because they feel friendly because of the smell of cigarettes all over their bodies.

However, Dr. Zhou is really good. When Deng Ming recalled his cooperation during the operation, he also felt that he had endless aftertaste.

There are not many people who can match up with me, I didn't expect to see such a person in Jianghai City.

Zhou Congwen habitually walked beside the boss with his hands behind his back, and Mr. Huang hit Zhou Congwen on the back from behind with a "slap".

"Stand up, I didn't hear what I told you just now."

Although Zhou Congwen was beaten, Zhu Jun's eyes were red with envy and jealousy.

Huang Lao's words were full of pampering, as if he was talking to his little grandson.

Well, what's so good about Zhou Congwen?Zhu Jun thought about it and didn't think about it.

Deng Ming smiled and watched his boss talking to Zhou Congwen. This young man was really a natural student of his boss.

The habit of bowing with one's back and pumping ganoderma lucidum is exactly the same as that of the boss, not like a young man at all.What's more, the operation is really good. The boss' eyes are bright, and he said early in the morning that his level is similar to his own, or even a level higher.

After cooperating, Deng Ming knew that the boss was right.

Everyone had their own thoughts and went to see the patient.

The patient was completely awake after the operation, and had severe negative feelings such as pain and discomfort. He even managed to squeeze out a smile to greet Mr. Huang.

The operation was safe and sound, but the People's Hospital hadn't called yet. It was obvious that the "accident" of the power outage was a bit serious.

"Let's go." Deng Ming and Zhu Jun shook hands and bid farewell, then patted Zhou Congwen with a smile, "Doctor Zhou, remember to call me when you have time to go to the Imperial Capital."

"it is good."

That day should not be far away, Zhou Congwen thought.

Sending Huang Lao downstairs, the black red flag car parked at the door, Liu Xiaobie smiled brightly in the sun.

Deng Ming elbowed Zhou Congwen, "Doctor Zhou, your girlfriend is very caring."

"Emmm..." Zhou Congwen was speechless.

"Huang Lao, the operation is going well." Liu Xiaobie opened the car door and started talking with Huang Lao.It's just that Liu Xiaobie looked a little depressed, as if he didn't sleep last night.

Huang Lao's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Liu Xiaobie, "You bought it just for me?"

"Well, I don't need much, you just need to eat less to satisfy your hunger." Liu Xiaobie said with a smile.

"I have a heart." Huang Lao got into the car, and an exquisite food box was placed on the armrest beside the seat.

Deng Ming didn't hear what the two of them said, so he went to the opposite side to open the car door, and immediately smelled a familiar fragrance.

These two young people are really... Seeing that his boss had already twitched his index finger, Deng Ming couldn't say anything.

"Director Zhu, let's go." Huang Lao rushed out of the car and waved.

Zhu Jun bowed in a daze. Why did Zhou Congwen, the professor he invited himself, act like the host?

All the limelight was taken by him alone, and he didn't give himself any chance at all.

Watching the black red flag car go away, Zhu Jun couldn't tell what it was like.

"Director, I bought it!" A doctor under Zhu Jun got out of the car with a plastic bag and said excitedly.

"Hmph!" Zhu Jun snorted coldly.

"Director, hot chicken feet, Mr. Huang..."

"Old Huang has already left. Why did you come back so late?" Zhu Jun turned and left with a cold face. His doctor held the chicken paw and looked at the director's back helplessly, and complained in a low voice.

Chapter 0274 Li Qinghua's efforts

After sending Mr. Huang and Deng Ming to the train station, Mr. Huang looked at Liu Xiaobie with a smile, "Liu Xiaobie, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Huang." Liu Xiaobie responded.

"Here's a mission for you."