It is difficult to get a professor to have surgery, at least in 2002.

The traffic situation at that time was just that, and communication between cities was not convenient. Even if it took a long time to go from the provincial capital to Jianghai City not far away.

As a professor and deputy director of the provincial capital, there are not many opportunities to come to Jianghai City for surgery.

If you have to go to the provincial capital for surgery, even if you can find a relationship and successfully handle the hospitalization, the conditions are extremely limited. At least it is a three-person room, or maybe it is an extra bed.

I took my family with me and I had to take care of myself after the operation, stayed in a ward for three people or an extra bed...

How comfortable is in Jianghai City?

Anyway, we are going to ask Professor Chen for thoracoscopy. Even if we cut another piece of sausage, Director Zhu would not have any greater opinions.

Between his own body and the department director, both doctors chose themselves.

The expression on Li Qinghua's face did not change, and his smile was still warm and gentle. He began to pack up the video tape.

"Qinghua, videotape... lend me some use."

"No." Li Qinghua directly refused, "I also want to have a popular science surgery with the patient. If you need it in the next few days, I will copy two more copies."

"Why are you asking, when will Professor Chen come?" Yuan Xiaoli continued to ask.

"On the weekend, I took two...a patient, and I was going to ask Professor Chen to teach me the laparoscope." Li Qinghua said calmly.

Yuan Xiaoli and the others looked at each other, and they both saw the same determination in each other's eyes.

"Eat noodles!" Li Qinghua said, "I won't let you eat a good meal. I have to come to my house to eat noodles. You said you."

"Leave a bed for me." Yuan Xiaoli thought about the problem more directly, and he said firmly, "I want a single room."

"Are you ready? Are you not afraid that your master will be unhappy?" Li Qinghua asked with a smile.

"Is it important for anyone to be happy or not to have their own lung lobe?" Yuan Xiaoli said quite straightforwardly.

Lu Tiancheng wanted to say something, but after hearing Yuan Xiaoli say so, he swallowed everything back.

“When will it come?”

Yuan Xiaoli hesitated for a moment, and finally smiled cautiously, not commenting.

Li Qinghua knew that the seeds had been planted and would soon take root and sprout, so he was not in a hurry.

Before I finished eating, my phone rang.

...

...

Zhou Congwen is on duty today.

He talked about the benefits of thoracoscopy with great care and agreed to the surgery to "reverse" the patients, and he was even prepared for it.

For a new technology, the promotion stage will definitely face countless challenges.

This was how cardiac interventional surgery was carried out step by step, but the combat effectiveness of cardiac surgery was indeed weak and did not add much trouble at all.

However, the battle within the thoracic surgery is countless times more intense.

What's more, the Third Hospital itself does not have as deep reputation as the People's Hospital, and it is extremely weak. It is strange that patients do not hesitate or repeat it.

It is a great pleasure to have a patient stay firmly and choose to trust Li Qinghua.

Since Li Qinghua came, Zhou Congwen has sighed many times. This guy is indeed not busy, and he has even lost much emergency room.

At least I won’t hear the sound of flat carts when I’m eating myself.

After having dinner with the nurse, I saw patients from the anorectal department wearing "patient skirts" in the corridor waiting in line to change the dressings.

Zhou Congwen returned to the duty room with his hands behind his back, opened the window and smoked a cigarette after dinner.

It is very close to the sudden infectious disease next year. Zhou Congwen discovered that in some things after rebirth after the World Cup, he found that the big historical lines could not be changed by a small butterfly like him. Is it small... It has changed a lot of things and people.

Zhou Congwen has some plans for what to do next year. Blocking cannot be stopped, so be prepared.

Why was it so embarrassing back then? Some hospitals had no problems with medical staff, while others had heavy casualties, so that about 30% of the infection, disability, and deaths were all medical staff.

Because of the equipment.

Like the game, it is equipped with high natural defense, both physical defense and magic defense.

Just buying a lot of protective supplies to store them too conspicuously and weirdly, Zhou Congwen has been hesitating.

But there is no hurry to do this. Liu Xiaobie should not... When he thinks of Liu Xiaobie, Zhou Congwen felt a sense of shame in his heart.

What is that girl who loves to climb trees doing now?

Zhou Congwen knew that he could not hide for the rest of his life, and the inner demon always had to crack it. He took out his cell phone to contact Liu Xiaobing, but was stunned for a moment.

No WeChat, no mobile QQ... can only send text messages.

Text messages, still old.

In Zhou Congwen's consciousness, SMS later became a special tool for receiving verification codes and a powerful tool for telecommunications fraud.

【Mani.】

Zhou Congwen typed two words and sent it to Liu Xiaobi.

There was no reply on that side, and Zhou Congwen did not bombard him with text messages, but picked up a textbook on the windowsill to read.

"Xiao Zhou, I've finished changing the medicine. The patient has not had surgery today, so I'll be removed first." The doctor from the anorectal department shook his hands in his chest and walked in and said.

Doctors who perform the surgery have some problems.

For example, the posture in front of you is particularly representative.

After changing the dressing, the department did not use the hand towel at one time decades later. Some doctors would lift up the hem of the white dress to wipe their hands, some would rub their butts twice, and some would swing in the air like surgery, allowing the water to evaporate quickly.

The doctors in the anorectal department belong to the latter.

"Brother Yao, go, I'll call you if there is an emergency department."

The anorectal doctor laughed, "How could there be an emergency department? Our department has always been safe and sound, unlike you."

"You can eat rice randomly; you can't talk randomly." Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

The anorectal doctor's face changed slightly and hesitated for a while, but he still felt that it was okay, so he changed his clothes and left.

There is only someone in the department who can watch it. If there is an emergency room, your home is very close to you and you can come here. Besides, why do you have to come to see hemorrhoids after seeing it in the middle of the night? Yes.

There are very few emergency departments in the anorectal department at night, only one or two people a year.

Zhou Congwen once met a girl who was in an emergency room and lived in a bungalow and used a dry toilet. After dark, she went to the toilet and was poked a hole in the anus by the wood when she squatted down.

There wasn't much blood, and it was done with just one stitch. It was a small job, but it was an emergency department after all. The hospital management was relatively loose in 2002. Zhou Congwen waved his hand and said, "With himself, Lao Yao would rather leave quickly."

How happy it is to be able to occupy a duty room exclusively, and you don’t have to listen to people snoring.

You can't talk nonsense.

Sometimes it’s really evil. Two and a half hours later, Zhou Congwen was washing up and going to bed when he heard a sound coming from the corridor, "Nurse, this is an anorectal department."

"..." Zhou Congwen sighed.

Tomorrow, you must use the 7-digit corner needle thread to sew Lao Yao's mouth.

If you have opened your mouth and talk less, then the emergency department is here now. I don’t know if it is internal or external hemorrhoids. What is more outrageous is rectal prolapse, which is more troublesome.
Chapter completed!