"Congwen, why are you back?" Shen Lang felt that today was so lively.

"Send the boss away and come back to see the patient." Zhou Congwen walked in and lay straight on the bed, lifting his long legs of 1.87 meters and stepped on the iron sheet behind the locker.

"I have empty legs, I feel that the saphenous varicose veins have become much more serious in the past two days." Zhou Congwen said half-jokingly and half-takingly.

"It's useless." Shen Lang smiled, "We are definitely doing surgery and we don't have to think about it. I agreed with Lao Liang, a general surgery department, to ask him to do surgery when I get older."

"What are you thinking? Our hospital will definitely have a vascular surgery department at that time. And it doesn't need to do vascular surgery, so I'll find an interventional department for radiofrequency ablation."

"..." Shen Lang looked at Zhou Congwen like a fool. Could this guy be exhausted? Why are he talking nonsense?

It is possible to find vascular surgery for saphenous varicose veins, but what the hell is the interventional department?

However, in the duty room, it doesn’t matter what he says, and Shen Lang just thinks Zhou Congwen is joking.

"What did the patient just said to have to have a CT?" Zhou Congwen asked while lying on the bed.

"My cousin, the little boy insisted that he had a headache and couldn't sleep well. I saw that he was quite haggard. I guess he had climbed over the wall to go to the Internet cafe to play legends at night."

"Legend..." Zhou Congwen muttered this name.

I really miss it a little, but I don’t have time to touch my little wizard. This thing is fun, but it’s too late.

"If you have a headache, just have a CT scan, it's nothing." Zhou Congwen said leisurely with his hands under his head, with his legs raised.

"My third aunt said she was afraid that the child would eat too much radiation and kill brain cells." Shen Lang said angrily.

"Oh, then don't do it."

"Congwen, why are you so tired? It shouldn't be." Shen Lang asked curiously, then his eyes were filled with gossip and a man smiled, "Do you exercise too much with your girlfriend at night? Young people, be restrained."

"Don't talk nonsense, being with your boss is tiring than being with your girlfriend." Zhou Congwen said weakly, "The boss can take exams anytime, anywhere, it's really inhumane."

"Exam?" Shen Lang was surprised.

"Walking on the road, he looked at a passerby and asked me what kind of disease this person was. Tell me, if you don't observe carefully, who knows what the patient is suffering from?" Zhou Congwen finally left his boss and began to complain.

“…”

Shen Lang and Li Ran were stunned. Li Ran raised his hand and smiled.

"If you encounter a child like your cousin who pretends to be sick, the boss's obsessive-compulsive disorder will definitely be caused. You have to check all the possibilities. Otherwise, he will not be able to sleep."

"Hahaha, Congwen, you are thick-skinned and call the boss when you see Mr. Huang. I didn't feel it before. When Director Wang was there, you didn't even call him Master. I thought you were embarrassed." Shen Lang laughed.

Zhou Congwen smiled and didn't answer.

As we were chatting, Aunt Shen Lang San walked in with her child at the door.

"Shen Lang, your brother said he was uncomfortable and dizzy." Shen Lang's third aunt said angrily.

Zhou Congwen quickly put his legs down and looked at Shen Lang's cousin.

The child looked a little haggard and listless when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was a little impatient when he refuted his mother's words, as if his mother had wronged him.

"San Auntie, sit down and say, don't be angry." Zhou Congwen smiled and asked Shen Lang's third Auntie to sit down, "Young man, how old are you?"

"Seventeen." said the boy.

The child who was in the voice change period spoke a bit strange. Zhou Congwen didn't care, but continued to ask habitually, "When did you start to feel uncomfortable?"

“A few days ago.”

"Are you always uncomfortable? Or is it interrupted?"

Shen Lang's third aunt heard Zhou Congwen ask the child, although she was very irritable, she still forced herself to endure it.

Zhou Congwen looked young, and Shen Lang's third aunt didn't believe him very much, but she always wanted to give Shen Lang some face.

The two of them asked and answered each other, and soon the child became a little impatient. The child in the rebellious period was like this. Zhou Congwen pretended not to see the resistance he wrote on his face and kept asking.

Shen Lang's cousin had a headache five days ago, and basically before going to bed at night. Every time he had a headache, he couldn't sleep well.

The situation became worse and worse. I didn’t sleep all night last night, so I asked the teacher for leave and asked Shen Lang’s third aunt to take her to see the doctor.

After Zhou Congwen asked about his medical history, he had a strange expression after a simple physical examination, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

Shen Lang is not sensitive to other things, but he has a very keen sense of smell about these gossip. He is like a wild dog who smells meat, his eyes are shiny.

Looking around, seeing Zhou Congwen was a little embarrassed, Shen Lang, an "old doctor", certainly understood why this was.

"Congwen, let my cousin take a break, let's go out to smoke a cigarette," said Shen Lang.

Zhou Congwen hesitated for a moment and smiled at Shen Lang's third aunt, "Sorry, I'm sorry, I've done a lot of surgery these days, so I'm so tired. I smoke a cigarette and rest."

After saying that, he and Shen Lang walked out of the duty room one after another.

Li Ran didn't smoke. He was a little embarrassed and wanted to leave but was embarrassed, so he had to raise his hand and smile.

Shen Lang's third aunt was shocked.

...

When he arrived at the fire prevention channel, Zhou Congwen did not take out the smoke, but said to Shen Lang very seriously, "Take your cousin to do a CT."

"Congwen, is there really something wrong? Isn't it pretending?" Shen Lang was a little surprised.

"It seems okay, but I feel that your cousin is not pretending, so it's better to go and have a look."

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Shen Lang was puzzled.

What Zhou Congwen just said was inconsistent, and Shen Lang didn't understand.

"That's right. Your cousin's symptoms were mild when he first fell ill, and did you notice anything?"

"Before going to bed at night, there is nothing to do during the day."

"Yes!" Zhou Congwen looked at the gossip in Shen Lang's eyes and began to rotate, sighing, not knowing what mess this guy was thinking about.

"What are you going to say?" Shen Lang felt that Zhou Congwen was very strange and asked curiously.

"It seems nothing is wrong, and it's okay to have a simple physical examination, but I always feel something is wrong." Zhou Congwen frowned.

"What's the problem?" Shen Lang asked.

"It's okay to have a minor cerebral hemorrhage examination, but the patient will feel uncomfortable. I think your cousin's condition is more similar," Zhou Congwen explained.

Shen Lang jumped and raised his hand and punched Zhou Congwen in the chest, "Don't talk nonsense, that's my cousin, my dear."

"It's your dear cousin, I said. Didn't you notice that in the medical history he described, every time the lights are turned off," Zhou Congwen frowned, "If it were a patient, I would only write a order and would not explain any extra sentence."

"Crain hemorrhage? It's impossible. Who has a cerebral hemorrhage still has a time limit."
Chapter completed!