A cigarette, Shi Ping's three views are overturned, broken, and crushed under his feet to pieces.

With his neck straight like a puppet, Shi Ping returned to the ward and silently looked at the electrocardiogram monitoring of the patient in the bed next door.

Her vital signs were stable, she lie down very flat, and her comfort level was obviously ten thousand times better than before the operation.

After being tortured by the pain for a long time, sitting upright and breathing, which was not even able to sleep peacefully, disappeared completely after the operation. The patient lay calmly on the bed and fell asleep peacefully.

The snoring sounded gradually, and Shi Ping looked at the patient in a daze.

His state of mind was no longer a huge wave at this time, but was as calm as water, so he didn't know what Shi Ping thought.

Change the flap!

The effect is immediate!

The operation only lasted half an hour!

Various fragmented information were mixed together. Shi Ping, who had wanted to learn thoracoscopy before, had completely turned into a wooden chicken.

I claim to be an old doctor and a thoracic director of a medium-sized hospital in a prefecture-level city. If Xiao Kai had not come to the provincial capital for further study, I would have met Zhou Congwen by chance, I would have become the thoracic director of the largest hospital in the prefecture-level city.

However, for the valve replacement surgery, I cannot guarantee a high probability of success.

The example in front of him tells Shi Ping that he is at least in two geometric changes of Huang Lao and Zhou Congwen.

From the perspective of surgery, Shi Ping felt that he was extremely small and could not even do the most basic work well...

He is inferior to a lower-grade freshman in Zhou Congwen's medical team.

When Shi Ping thought of this, he felt inexplicably sad.

Fortunately, he made the right choice, Shi Ping thought to himself that at least he did not make any mistakes and had been competing with Xiao Kai.

...

...

Zhou Congwen returned to the office and sat on the bed with a smile and looked at his boss.

"Boss, awesome!" Zhou Congwen praised with a thumbs up.

"Minor surgery." Huang Laoyouyou said, "The patient is okay?"

"Yes, no problem. I guess I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow or the next day. Do you think it's OK?"

"Yes." Old Huang stretched out his right hand and rubbed his thumb on his index and middle fingers.

"Non-themed." Zhou Congwenpi said.

"Smoke a cigarette, give me one Bai Lingzhi." Mr. Huang knew that Zhou Congwen did it on purpose, but there was no cigarette around him, so he could not scold Zhou Congwen.

Zhou Congwen looked at Deng Ming, and Deng Ming seemed to have not heard it. He sat there with his eyes looking at his nose, his nose looking at his mouth, and his mouth looking at his heart, as if he was a Bodhisattva.

"Hehe." Zhou Congwen took out Bai Lingzhi, handed her boss one, lit it, opened the window, "Boss, you are so awesome."

"Not what's so good, tell me." Old Huang took a sip of the cigarette and was in a great mood.

"Let's arrange the order of the surgery." Zhou Congwen said, "Can I still talk about the surgery? Such a small amount of surgery is not difficult at all."

"Tell me." Huang Laodao.

"When you got off the car, you heard that the doctor's mother was going to have a thoracoscopy. Are you a little unhappy?" Gu Qi

"A little bit, but it doesn't matter what you do. It's all the patients, and the patients' families choose." Mr. Huang said something shameful.

"Hehe, boss, you're closing the door, tell the truth." Zhou Congwen approached his boss and asked with a smile.

Deng Ming held the thermos and looked at Zhou Congwen quietly. What does the boss mean? Deng Ming had speculations, but he didn't know if it was right.

Because the boss has basically never done such a thing as surgery sorting, and the interventional surgery could have been done on the same day, but the boss was postponed for one day.

These abnormal actions all point to one thing.

"Doctor Shi said that they are all thoracic doctors. If they do it together, I'm afraid he won't be impressed. He is busy and tired, so he doesn't have time to see others. When his mother recovers almost, she will probably focus on the patient in the next bed." Old Huang said with a cigarette in his hand and smiled.

"Boss, you have this problem again." Zhou Congwen smiled, "I don't know if I want to listen."

"Doctor Shi seems to have gone to Peking University for further study. The director and Deng Ming and Liu Wuyan are peers. You are also his junior uncle." Old Huang narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Congwen, "You can't watch others fall into the river."

Zhou Congwen didn't say anything, just laughed.

"If you do it together or do it first in the interventional surgery, the doctor will feel that there is a difference, but the difference will not be particularly large. Only with comparison can there be harm. Let them know how low-level the surgery they have always been, and let them see what the world is like now."

"If they pretend to be dead, I will lift their eyelids and let them take a good look at the situation."

"There is harm only when there is comparison, and this harm is not small." Zhou Congwen smiled, "Boss, the patient will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"It depends on the patient's condition." Huang Lao said, "Actually, I think the patient should stay for two more days. But the family of people is in the provincial capital, and they have to earn a month in the countryside for a day. If you can go back, you will be fine. This has nothing to do with Dr. Shi."

"Okay boss." Zhou Congwen said seriously this time, "I should be fine in the patient's condition. In the afternoon, evening and tomorrow morning, I personally give her an echocardiac to see the situation. If the ejaculation fraction is satisfactory, I will drive them away tomorrow."

Huang Laomei was holding Bai Lingzhi in her mouth and sucking her, not quarreling about Zhou Congwen's words.

"Boss, I'll report to you if you have something to do."

"you say."

"Clean disc, Manager Wang has already gone to carve it. How much do you want on that side?" Zhou Congwen asked.

Old Huang stretched out a finger.

"Ten or one hundred?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"How can I take so much? I'm not very satisfied with the surgery. I'll show you a familiar thoracic doctor and give me some advice." Huang Lao said lightly.

"Okay!" Zhou Congwen said, "When Manager Wang comes back, I will go and show the patient's family. If I am satisfied, I can use it as a teaching operation video."

"Teaching? It's far from enough." Huang Lao Youran said.

"Boss, what you are asking for is too strict, the surgery itself is not difficult, and you cannot ask for flawlessness." Zhou Congwen defended, "Will you do it step by step? If it goes well, hundreds of thousands of similar surgeries will be added in the next 20 years. Big data screening issues will always be much better than if we think a little bit more about it."

Old Huang nodded slightly, and he seemed to be immersed in the smell of white Ganoderma lucidum and could not extricate himself.

But Zhou Congwen knew that his boss didn't tell any lies, so he really didn't agree with the operation.

The surgery is awesome, it is true. But it is too complicated. People who can do it all over the country can count it in one palm.

After a while, Wang Xueteng came back with the DVD.

Zhou Congwen went to the ward to find the patient's family and told him to go and see the video. If there was no objection, the video would be used as a teaching video.

The patient's family was a little confused. He was an ordinary person and the things he cared about were definitely different from what Zhou Congwen cared about.
Chapter completed!