Chapter 1610 Old kid

Zhou Congwen accompanied his boss back to the office.

The boss walked slowly, and Zhou Congwen knew what he was thinking.

In fact, Zhou Congwen also had a lot of complaints in his heart, for example, the boss is so old that he still considers emotional matters.

Isn’t this supposed to be the best?

Doctors should not impose themselves into the patient's world, evaluate the condition and measure risks objectively and impartially.

After rational and objective consideration, decide whether the surgery can be performed or not.

This is an instinct formed by an old doctor after being struck by life and work for countless years.

The boss is so good that he rushed up like a naughty man, and even had a strong "illusion" of empathy.

Zhou Congwen felt a little distressed.

It's really troublesome for my own boss.

He looked at the system panel in the upper right corner of his vision along the way and felt sad.

The system stamped the operation that the boss decided not to touch, but the boss was still persistent and tried to solve the problem, and had a great perfect ending.

well.

Zhou Congwen sighed in his heart. The boss's back and the tasks on the system panel seemed to overlap, and he had already seen a tragic future.

Forget it, at worst, the operation failed and immediately took the boss to the United States. Zhou Congwen made up his mind. As for the mess on 912, it was left to Deng Ming, regardless of it.

Although it is shameful to escape at the last battle, what else can Zhou Congwen do?

What can I do?

"Professor Zhou, you sigh..." Xiao Kai asked in a low voice.

Zhou Congwen was stunned. Did he sigh?

"The operation is indeed difficult, and I have not been energetic in recent years." Mr. Huang walked in front with his back and bowed his waist, whispering without looking back, "But it is still possible. Even if the operation fails, it is still better than today."

"..." Zhou Congwen was silent.

Although the boss is a little mentally poor, his hearing and vision are fine, and his teeth are good.

Sometimes Zhou Congwen envies his boss. If he is eighty... no, he will be content with his boss's tough skin when he is seventy.

But his mind seemed to be really confused. Zhou Congwen complained in his heart.

"Zhou Congwen, come with me." Mr. Huang opened the office door and called Zhou Congwen only. Xiao Kai was polite and stood not far away to leave.

Zhou Congwen followed his boss into the office.

"What's wrong with your fear of difficulties?" Mr. Huang sat down and looked at Zhou Congwen leisurely, "I'm going to be in trouble. Even if there is a problem, the patient's family members don't understand, and they will not let go, and even cause death. My old bones are enough."

Zhou Congwen really wanted to hit his head against the wall.

When the boss spoke, he clearly saw the system task in the upper right corner of his vision flashing brighter, brighter than before.

The system is reminding the boss that something must happen... Zhou Congwen's mouth is bitter.

He was silent for a few seconds and sighed deeply, "Boss, it is too difficult to wait for the childbirth to undergo intrauterine surgery. There is no precedent in China, and we have no traces to it. Foreign... This is not our major, and I have never contacted it before."

"Nonsense." Old Huang whispered, "I haven't contacted it, now the people have..."

"Boss, don't talk about the people, I feel sick." Zhou Congwen was also very unhappy and directly confronted his boss. "You know what most people say this."

"You!" Old Huang stared at Zhou Congwen.

Zhou Congwen stubbornly expressed his dissatisfaction with stubbornness.

"What should I do if the patient needs it?"

"Cancer patients need more and they need bigger, and I think we need to focus on newer treatments."

Zhou Congwen didn't believe that his boss could talk about himself in the paradoxical debate of the tram problem.

If you become shameless, you will definitely have no bottom line than your boss. If you are like this, whoever has no bottom line will definitely win.

"Zhou Congwen, you..."

Mr. Huang raised his hand, his fingers trembled, and pointed at Zhou Congwen.

Zhou Congwen felt a little uncomfortable, and the boss was obviously angry. But the system panel in the upper right corner of his vision was there. Zhou Congwen's perception was the death talisman.

Even in the 2.0 and 3.0s of the future, Zhou Congwen did not have such a task issued by the system.

Although he was determined not to have this surgery, Zhou Congwen was still worried that his boss would get angry and hurt his body.

He sighed deeply, held the boss's hand, and gently put the trembling hand back.

"Boss, can't we do it?" Zhou Congwen said helplessly, as if facing his own ignorant child.

Old children, old children, this is true, Zhou Congwen is sad.

Liu Xiaobie is pregnant. Zhou Congwen has imagined countless times what he should do when his child grows up and rebellious.

But he never thought that the first thing he had to face was the "rebellion" of his boss.

"I know your concerns, but the patient is there. If you don't treat the disease, what do we want our doctor to do!" Mr. Huang said in a deep voice.

"I know." Zhou Congwen said perfunctorily, "Boss, leave it to me. You are already old, and to be honest, this kind of surgery is really not suitable for you."

“!!!”

Mr. Huang raised his hand.

Zhou Congwen did not dodge as well as usual, but instead glanced at the boss's hand sideways.

Old Huang fell down and gently patted Zhou Congwen on the shoulder.

"My health is OK," said Huang Lao lightly, "If you feel it is difficult and worry that the failure of the operation will lose your face as the world's number one surgeon, then I will do it myself."

“…”

"The world's number one, the world's number one." Old Huang muttered, his tone gradually filled with jokes and disdain.

Zhou Congwen knew that his boss was really angry, and there was an unexplained huge misunderstanding between him and himself.

What can you say? It’s not that you are afraid of losing face if you fail the operation, but that an indescribable system tells you in advance that the operation cannot be performed and absolutely cannot be performed?

Even if you say it desperately, will the boss believe it?

Zhou Congwen didn't know.

"You go first, I'll take a break." Old Huang hugged in the chair, slowly closed his eyes, his voice getting smaller and smaller, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhou Congwen understood that this was the prelude to the simulated surgery that the boss had to force himself to enter consciousness again.

When the boss was young, he didn't think much of the surgery he simulated, but now he is old and weak, and simulating surgery will consume a lot of energy, which is unbearable for him.

"boss……"

Mr. Huang waved his hand and signaled Zhou Congwen to leave.
Chapter completed!