The "surgery" ended in just over ten minutes, which was quite fast. The patient was in a local anesthesia state, with basically no side injuries, and there was no attack in the acute pancreatitis during the operation.

Everything went smoothly, and it was astonishing as it was. Because of this, everyone was confused.

However, the General's Mansion has the rules of the General's Mansion. After the treatment, what should be dispersed will be dispersed and they are waiting to come to check the room early tomorrow morning.

Director Lu left the coach's mansion, but he did not rush to go home, but called Director Miao, who had a good relationship with the same hospital.

Although Director Miao had already had a meal, he still ran out to accompany Director Lu to get together.

In a private room in a small restaurant, Director Miao walked in and asked, "Lao Lu, why are you so idle today?"

"There is a consultation in the General Administration today, and it's just over." Director Lu said.

Director Miao was stunned, "Is there any problem?"

"Yes." Director Lu nodded and told the story.

"The treatment Huang Lao said is too simple, I don't believe it." Director Lu said, "You know, the diagnosis of insulinoma itself is difficult. This is in the imperial capital. If you change to other places, you don't know what to diagnose if you see a ghost."

Director Miao smiled and said, "A few years ago, my father, who was a child in my hometown, diagnosed paranoia. People in my hometown didn't think so. They just said that he was dirt when he went to the grave to burn paper."

"Oh? The final diagnosis was also insulinoma?" Director Lu asked.

"Yes." Director Miao said, "It has not been treated for three years, but it is just a sequel to being treated intermittently. It can be said that I have traveled all over famous mountains and rivers and found someone to crack it. In the end, the money was spent, but it was useless."

"Oh." Director Lu sighed.

He knows the level of grassroots hospitals. It is relatively rare like insulinoma, and many of the symptoms are manifested in misdiagnosis of the gastroenterology disease of the nervous system.

It would be strange if doctors in grassroots hospitals could open their mouths and give the correct diagnosis.

"What do you think about this? Many divine diagnosis is actually mental system diseases, such as insulinoma." Director Miao said, "Do you think there is something wrong with Mr. Huang's treatment?"

"Old Huang's treatment is too simple, so I always feel something is wrong. You... know what I mean, I can't solve it. Old Huang is here, and the treatment is over in more than ten minutes, so..." Director Lu's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Depending on what you said, you dare not ask you to have surgery. Mr. Huang gave him an acceptable treatment plan, which you think is simple."

"Oh." Director Lu sighed. He also knew that he had a lot of "doing", but that's what he was thinking.

"Huang Lao said that this treatment plan was written by Liu Shihao and Liu of Union Hospital after the surgical record of the first insulinoma in the country in 1935. It is a speculation by Mr. Liu about the treatment of insulinoma."

"!!!" Director Miao was stunned for a moment.

If Mr. Huang had a solution to the problem, it would not be surprising, that was Mr. Huang!

But according to Director Lu, this is a heritage, and inheritance has initiated the first insulinoma surgery in the country since 1935.

"According to Mr. Huang, the surgery in 1935 was the 18th case in the world."

Director Miao sighed for a long time and finally sighed, "Lao Lu, Mr. Huang is qualified to say this. In our thoracic surgery department, what diagnosis and treatment can be made can often be related to Mr. Huang."

"Hahaha, I understand." Director Lu smiled.

"For example, a valve replacement surgery was initially conducted by Mr. Huang based on foreign data and then promoted it to clinical practice. You also know that our cardiothoracic surgery is different from general surgery, and you are considered basic surgery."

"What are you saying? It seems that you are superior to others." Director Lu said unhappily.

"It has nothing to do with this." Although Director Miao denied it, the smile on his face already explained everything.

The hospital has its own chain of contempt. The surgical department at the top of the chain of contempt must be neurosurgery.

Cardiac thoracic surgery is not weak either, so Director Miao naturally has certain psychological advantages.

"Let's say that, grassroots hospitals have no mind at all. Some hospitals can have closed lower chest drainage, which is considered good."

"That's right."

"There is no more difficult surgery to change the valve. Not to mention the grassroots hospitals, there are no more than 100 people who will do such surgery."

Director Lu nodded, this was true.

"But Huang Lao has improved the surgery. The surgeon who won the World Competition in Cardiac Thoracic Surgery this year is Zhou Congwen, who is the closed disciple of Huang Lao Xinshou. The surgery is a flap replacement surgery under hybrid surgery."

"I heard that Mr. Huang is so powerful. How old is he? He can improve his new techniques." Director Lu said, with a strange smile on his face.

"What do you think?" Director Miao asked.

"The ancestors of our department are old and have to do two surgeries every week. Sometimes when you see your disciples and grandchildren performing itchy hands, you can brush your hands and do it twice."

"Hey." Director Miao smiled, "We are not talking about the old man, his old man's techniques have passed."

"Who said no, but if you don't talk about this, there are not many left in that generation. They seem to be used to the operating room and cannot leave it there for a day."

"Well, it is said that Mr. Huang had a particularly serious operation today, and the patient had an operation in his seat."

"!!!" Director Lu was stunned, then he realized the cause and effect and smiled bitterly.

“No wonder.”

"No wonder what?"

"At the beginning, I asked Mr. Huang to consult. He said something was wrong. We thought the old man was feeling unwell, but we didn't expect to go to consult the surgery."

Director Miao looked at Director Lu blankly. What he said just now was very simple, but the meaning inside was not simple.

Today, while Huang Lao was going to undergo emergency rescue surgery, he received a call from the Shuai Mansion. But the old man was like a fledgling doctor who had an emergency surgery first and then went to Shuai Mansion.

In this order...

Director Miao thought for a long time and put himself in, but no matter how he thought about it, if he changed himself, he would go directly to the coach's mansion no matter how many times he chose.

He feels that anyone will make the same choice as himself, which side is light and which side is heavy.

But Mr. Huang was very willful.

It's worthy of being an old man! Director Miao shook his head embarrassedly when he thought of the end.

"Where did Mr. Huang get such a strong spirit?" Director Lu asked.

"well enough."

"There are so many medical records in Union Medical College. If Mr. Huang reads every thoracic medical record, he will be understandable. Mr. Liu did it... Yes, it is the first insulinoma in the country. Maybe it is because of this that Mr. Huang has an impression."

As he said that, Director Lu smiled, "The people from Union Alliance said that they would electronically record all medical records after they go back."
Chapter completed!