Back in 2002 as a doctor

Everyone is in military uniform, including the supreme commander-in-chief of the front line.

Everyone held their breath and waited quietly for the last second.

Five thirty, this is the time stipulated in the top secret document.

"General, the latest Pentagon..."

A civil servant suddenly went into a daze after receiving the message.

As if a huge, invisible energy exploded above his head, his consciousness was instantly shattered.

"How to say?"

General took the file and glanced at it.

"The time hasn't changed, why do you need to confirm it." He said inexplicably, "Those idiots, I hope God bless them will still look at the signs when they pass by."

The second hand finishes the last second.

The ticking sound seemed to come to the end of the world, and countless fireworks swayed in mid-air.

Now it is 2003, not the era of Waterloo. It is necessary to rely on telegrams to announce the situation on the front line to the world.

As soon as the war started, the futures market responded almost immediately.

Looking at the curve that was instantly pulled up by an invisible big hand, Liu Xiaobie heaved a sigh of relief.

And the fingers she pressed on Zhou Congwen's photo were even harder, as if she wanted to imprint Zhou Congwen on her hand.

"Boss, how could this happen!" The gold medal trader was stunned by the sudden curve, and tremblingly asked Liu Xiaobie.

"I've said it all, if you stick to it, there's a solution." The bloodshot eyes in Liu Xiaobie's eyes disappeared in an instant, and he said softly, full of aristocratic style.

If Zhou Congwen was around, he would definitely dismiss her every move.

But gold traders are very fond of this set.Liu Xiaobie's magic has been proven by the market once again.

They looked at Liu Xiaobie with adoring eyes, and if there was any possibility, they would kneel on the ground and kiss this toes.

It's a pity that the last person who just wanted to do this is still lying in the ICU.

She is the god of this market!

Liu Xiaobie calmed down and sat gracefully on the chair.

"It's really strange, there's no reason for those idiots not to get the news." Liu Xiaobie said to himself.

Yes, those idiots have no reason not to know the news, or even more.

But they don't know who their opponent is.

Chapter 0970

"Is that written in the medical record?" Director Han was in a meeting, holding a medical record with an angry face, and spit out a meter away.

"Today, the clouds are thick and the cold spring is coming. There is a light snow outside. The director has a cordial conversation with the patient and the patient's family to drive away the cold."

"What the hell are they writing! This is called a medical record?!"

After Director Han finished reading every single word, he cursed loudly.

Although everyone sitting under the lecture theater was silent, when they heard such an unreliable medical record, some people couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and burst into laughter with a "puchi".

Han Chu is usually very serious on occasions, unless he can't hold back.

"Director Sun of Gastrointestinal Surgery." Han Chu raised the medical record in his hand, "Your signature is on it, please explain to me what you thought when you saw this medical record."

A skinny doctor in his 50s stood up, not knowing where to put his hands and feet, with a look of remorse and bewilderment.

Han Chu asked this question knowingly.

According to regulations, the medical records of the ward must be signed by the director before leaving the department, and then filed in the medical record room.

But who has the time for the chief director to read the medical records word by word?

Surgery operates from morning to night every day, not to mention the chief resident, professor in charge of the group, clinician, and even the chief director of the department will work eight hours.

As for internal medicine, the review of medical records is fairly detailed, but the chief director is more concerned with correcting medication errors.

A good doctor who can take a look at the patient after the operation and medicine change is considered a good and responsible doctor. As for the medical records, leave them to the interns or fellow doctors to write them up.

Even the signature was not signed by the director of the department himself.

But these are all "hidden rules", which can be done, but absolutely cannot be said.

Now that Director Han revealed the matter, he was really stupefied, and he didn't show mercy at all.

There was a sudden death of a patient in the Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery yesterday, but the patient's family members did not approve, and the medical records were sealed up at that time.

As a result, Director Han saw this when he came to deal with it. At that time, he did not hesitate to agree to all the requests of the patient's family and solved the problem within 8 hours.

Don't ask what happened, no matter whether the patient's death was caused by a medical accident or a serious illness, Han Chu didn't give the patient's family a chance to sue, and spent money to settle the matter.

So there is today's scene.

"Director Sun, tell me." Director Han held the medical record in his hand, and looked at Director Sun of the Gastrointestinal Surgery Department with cold eyes like a falcon, as if he was about to peck at him in the next second.

"I...he...this...that..." Director Sun stammered some meaningless words and kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with his hands.

"According to the description in the medical records, it's really fun."

"Who wrote the medical records?" Director Han asked immediately.

There was a commotion at the end, and a fair-faced little boy wearing glasses was pushed out reluctantly.

"Intern?" Director Han asked.

How could the little boy bear this scene, and cried out with a "wow".

"Promise, a bit of a man." Director Han said contemptuously, "If you have the face to write, don't cry. What do you think when you write the medical records? Have fun, did you see the patient who died yesterday! Did you see the family members of the patient?" ! Have you seen thirty or forty strong men being pulled by the agricultural vehicles in the compound!"

"Did you see the guy they brought!"

Director Han's words became more urgent, and each sentence became more urgent. What he said made Director Sun's legs weak, and what he said made the intern barely hold his breath.

The intern has never seen any dead people. When the patient died suddenly yesterday, he happened to be writing in the ward, writing medical records that no one had written.

It takes 45 minutes for a major medical record, and 15 minutes for the first journey.

The family member of the patient called the doctor, and he rushed over in a hurry, witnessing with his own eyes that a "well-behaved" person started to convulse, and it took only 3 minutes until he died.

At that time, the intern doctor was so frightened that he couldn't control his mind. In addition, Director Han was talking about the matter with the medical records with a murderous face today, so he almost lost control of the bladder and bowels on the spot.

Don't talk about explaining, the intern doctor can't even say a word.

"The patient's head is full of silver hair, what the hell are you doing writing this!" Director Han casually found another ridiculous sentence.

But seeing the stunned expression of the intern doctor, he didn't want to continue cursing.

Children who have not yet joined the work have weak mental capacity, if they are ashamed and scolded by themselves, they jump off the stairs...

Director Han couldn't explain it either.

He hooked his fingers at Director Sun.

Director Sun is a clinical old fritter with a thick skin, and if he doesn't scold him hard, he might not be able to touch the depths of his heart.

"Director Sun, come here."

Hearing Director Han address himself with the word "you", Director Sun grinned and wanted to laugh, but in the end he showed an expression uglier than crying.

"Let's talk about it." Director Han said, "The matter has been resolved, and I also know that the patient's sudden death has nothing to do with the medical records."

His tone was very gentle, as if he was trying to make up for Director Sun.

"The patient had gastric perforation, intestinal perforation, and a lot of stool. When he was sent, he was already in septic shock. This kind of patient can live for 3 days, which is considered awesome. Death is a high probability; survive , is a small probability thing.”

"Yes, yes, Director Han, you are right." Director Sun was also aggrieved.

After digging out the feces by myself for 4 hours, I was almost suffocated to death on the operating table, but the patient died, and the family members of the patient did not approve, so what should I do.

"I don't know much about clinical practice. I've been out of clinical practice for more than ten years." Director Han smiled slightly, and immediately pulled out his voice, "But why can't you just keep an eye on the medical records!"

"Just this medical record, take it out and make people laugh!"

"The patient's family members don't agree, they can go to the health department, they can go to the court, and the maximum is 1 yuan for humanitarian assistance. But why don't you look at the medical records!"

Director Han's sudden increase in volume was like a thunderbolt, rolling in, making Director Sun shiver in fright.

"There is no such thing as an immortal in a hospital." Director Han looked at Director Sun sternly, "Even if it is a technical accident, I agree. It means that our skills are not as good as others, and we can strengthen it in the future. But look at the medical records you wrote. It’s all in the dog’s ears?!”

Director Sun's face turned pale, and Director Han was already pointing at his nose and scolding his mother.

But just as he was trembling with anger, Director Han's cell phone rang.

Han Chu glanced at the phone, and was about to hang up when his fingers snapped.

"Director Zhang, have you arrived in Frankfurt?" Director Han's tone suddenly became extremely gentle, making one feel like a spring breeze.

The switching between various roles is extremely smooth, as if Director Han is drinking afternoon tea leisurely.

"What did you say?!" Director Han's voice tightened suddenly.

Chapter 0971 otherwise I am afraid you will not be impressed

The trembling doctors in the lecture theater were dumbfounded like quails.

Director Han's expression changed as soon as he said it, and he changed his face while performing Sichuan opera in public, but everything was like flowing water, very natural, without any bluntness or stagnation.

But it doesn't matter.

The key is that Han Chu's face is filled with a real and natural smile from the inside out, a kind of emotion called joy emerges, and the blocks accumulated in his heart seem to be washed away by something in an instant.

The Han Chu just now was like a violent lion, ready to choose someone to eat at any time, after answering a phone call, he turned into an amiable fat man, even the few creases on his chin seemed to be smiling.

what happened?

What was it that made Director Han's mood take a 180-degree turn?

Director Sun was also stunned, but he didn't dare to ask.

Now it is a 180-degree turn. If the turn is not over, then turn 180 degrees and make a 360-degree turn. Then there will be fun.

It's not easy for someone to make Director Han happy... Isn't that right, Director Zhang?Could it be Zhang You?

Zhang You is in Frankfurt?What is that old guy doing in Frankfurt!

In an instant, countless thoughts appeared in Director Sun's mind.

Cardiothoracic surgery, World Surgery Competition, these words flashed like meteors.

"That's really great, I knew Professor Zhou would do it!" Director Han smiled like a child weighing two hundred pounds, his mouth drew an arc on his round face, like a cartoon character , which completely violates the laws of physics.

"Did you call Dean Chen?"

"Director Zhang, I want to criticize you for this." Director Han said with a smile on his mobile phone, "I need to report to Dean Chen first... What? What does Professor Zhou mean? Oh, it's all right."

"Okay, you call now, I will report to Dean Chen in 5 minutes."

"Chen Yuan is having a meeting at the Provincial Department. I will drive there. Such good news must be written in a special way!"

But at this point, Director Han's words stopped suddenly, and the voice on the other side of the phone came intermittently.

Director Han's figure is like a round ball, so round that he can't see where his waist is at all.

At this moment, the doctors and nurses in the auditorium suddenly saw Director Han bend over to answer the phone.

The fat waist is still there, but it's hidden very deeply by Director Han, and it's rarely used at ordinary times.

People looked at Director Han in astonishment, and wondered what happened in astonishment.

"Professor Zhou, then do as you wish." Director Han didn't have much smile on his face, but he was extremely sincere, "I won't be interviewing the TV station, but Dean Chen has to report."

"Okay, Dean Chen will definitely make a decision when he's happy. I'll hurry up and hurry up."

"Don't worry, but there is no official celebration banquet, let's have a small gathering when we come back, it's okay."

"Okay!"

Director Han happily replied, and then hung up the phone reluctantly.

He glanced at the time.

"There are still 5 minutes." Director Han glanced at the doctors and nurses sitting in the lecture theater, and said with a smile, "You are lucky today, really lucky."