"You, you answered correctly, congratulations." Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

Shen Lang didn't expect that his "misunderstanding" answer was correct, but he still looked at Zhou Congwen happily.

"sharp."

"I'm reading." Shen Lang was a little proud, but he always felt something was wrong and said subconsciously, "Then tell the emergency department doctor quickly!"

"The drug concentration test of digoxin is very long, and it is the Chinese New Year now, so I guess the laboratory cannot do it." Zhou Congwen said.

"What should I do?" Shen Lang asked blankly.

He suddenly remembered that Zhou Congwen had just seen the patient's supraventricular tachycardia, but he not only did not worry, but instead left and went out to smoke after knowing that the emergency department had given him the right treatment.

"What should I do?" Zhou Congwen glanced at Shen Lang with disdain on his face.

Shen Lang suddenly realized, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly, "I was stunned for a moment. Digoxin poisoning is treated with symptomatic treatment. Just don't take digitalis drugs and you can recover in 2-3 days."

"Yes." Zhou Congwen smiled, "So the patient's situation is not that complicated. Think about it carefully. If you have nothing to do, just think about whether you take over the body or change the body."

"However, you are all doctors, these strange and insane words are laughable."

"Let's read more books when you go back."

Zhou Congwen muttered and stood up.

"You follow and take a look, I'll go see Director Han."

"Congwen, how did you analyze the numberi poisoning?" Shen Lang's thoughts were still on the patient, "The patient's symptoms are not the most typical manifestation of digitalis poisoning."

"Details, just say that you should pay attention to various details when you gossip, and the devil is there."

Shen Lang thoughtfully and looked at Zhou Congwen's back leaving. He did not go directly to the emergency department, but sat in the position where Zhou Congwen was just sitting and focused on the words one, two, three, and four written on the snow.

Zhou Congwen's ideas, Shen Lang already had some understanding of them, but if he returned to the time point where he stood in the emergency department corridor, glanced at the patient himself, combined with some fragmented information, he could diagnose digitalis poisoning...

Shen Lang knew that he would definitely not be able to do it.

Not only now, even if I have more clinical experience for five or ten years, I still can’t study hard every day and see patients.

Zhou Congwen demonstrated a powerful logic, rooted in a deep theoretical foundation, and then obtained the logical ability of correct diagnosis through logical analysis.

It was so strong. Shen Lang frowned and looked at the words on the snow, and his consciousness suddenly returned to two years ago. At that time, Zhou Congwen couldn't see any strange things. He was just mediocre and mediocre.

Why did he suddenly get enlightened?

When Shen Lang thought of this, he knocked his head with his hand, as if he wanted to use physical power to make himself enlightened.

...

...

Zhou Congwen took out his cell phone and made a phone call.

"Director Han, where are you busy?"

"Professor Zhou, wait." Director Han said in a low voice, and a noisy sound came from the receiver of his phone. It took nearly ten seconds before Director Han spoke in a normal voice.

"Professor Zhou, you are really. I feel embarrassed if you are not here."

Director Han said something simple, but Zhou Congwen knew what he meant.

"Where did it?" Zhou Congwen smiled, "It was originally a result that our Second Hospital achieved with the strong support of it."

"Hahaha~" Director Han smiled happily.

Zhou Congwen could feel Director Han's compliment, so just be polite.

Although Zhou Congwen was not very keen on the welcome ceremony of the Second Hospital of Medical University and was also hiding, he still had to show his face.

I have had a great time here with Director Han, and I have to give Director Han face.

As for Dean Chen, Zhou Congwen really forgot his existence.

"Director Han, where is it?"

"Stairway Conference Room." Director Han said, "Professor Zhou, I'll pick you up."

Zhou Congwen hung up the phone and went to the ladder conference room alone.

Director Han was waiting outside early in the morning. After seeing Zhou Congwen, he enthusiastically stretched out his hands.

"Director Han, is it enough to take half a step up this year?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Absolutely." Director Han said with a smile, "The world's number one, this is a heavy weight."

"You are better at doing your job," Zhou Congwen smiled, "This is just the icing on the cake."

"It's not the case. The world's number one with great value! This is the second one!" Director Han made an exaggerated gesture.

Zhou Congwen smiled, "Director Han, do you think it weighs ten kilograms of cotton or ten kilograms of iron?"

Director Han was stunned and immediately understood what Zhou Congwen meant.

But he smiled and said, "Although it's the same heavy, it feels different from the cotton when it hits the head."

"Eight kilograms of cotton make a rope, add two kilograms of water, it will hurt the same way when you pump it on your body."

“!!!”

Director Han sighed in his heart that Zhou Congwen was indeed an old hooligan.

This primary school student's brain teaser was made by Zhou Cong Wenwan.

"Professor Zhou, I shouldn't ask." Director Han and Zhou Congwen got on the elevator side by side. He asked, "Did you go to 912 this year?"

"Yes." Zhou Congwen nodded, "I guess we'll be able to pass soon."

"Oh." Director Han sighed deeply.

"I can't bear to bear it?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Actually, it's said it's cooperation, but we all know the situation. You are a guest at our Second Hospital of Medical University. I have learned a lot from you over the past year."

"You are here at your age, but I think you are very experienced in doing things."

"polite."

"Either you are polite, or you are telling the truth." Director Han said, "When I have time to go to the imperial capital for a meeting, I will visit you on 912."

Zhou Congwen said something neither salty nor light to Director Han, and he also had a deeper impression of Director Han, because Director Han is one of the few leaders of the agency who are more serious.

Although he was a clinical doctor and the director had a Jinyiwei and a watchdog-like presence in his eyes, Zhou Congwen knew very well what Director Han usually did.

After getting off the elevator, Weng Ming, the microphone in the conference room, and a familiar voice came into his ears.

"I won't talk about Huang Lao's surgery in this world competition. My surgery video has also been recognized by many top experts in the world."

Director Han felt a little embarrassed when he heard Zhang You’s voice.

Zhang You said in one sentence, he deducted Zhou Congwen and Shen Lang, and placed him side by side with Mr. Huang.

Although it is just a simple question of words, it is always a bit embarrassing to be heard by the main owner.

Zhou Congwen didn't care, so he pushed the door and walked into the conference room.

Zhang You was standing on the podium, surrounded by flowers, and he was almost lying down.

He was talking about it and suddenly saw Zhou Congwen, and he choked into his trachea without swallowing his saliva.
Chapter completed!