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486 is that other place?

From surgery to nursing, he has to take over...

This sentence is like a big hammer, 50,50,50 and everyone's hearts, hitting everyone's eyes.

It is not an ordinary consultation in front of me, but the whole hospital consultation of the Imperial Capital 912 Hospital, the top large-scale comprehensive hospital in the country. The person who is in charge of the consultation is a national treasure-level elderly man at the peak level of thoracic surgery.

But the young man on the phone had to take over all the things, whether it was surgery or nursing.

This is too crazy!

"Are you sure?" Mr. Huang did not question Zhou Congwen's words, but asked lightly.

"70%, no matter how high it is, it will be gone." Zhou Congwen told the truth.

"It's very high. If you are sure, write a document about surgery and nursing. Just make it simple and just say the key points and send it to my email address." Huang Lao said lightly.

"Boss." Zhou Congwen replied, "One day... the earlier the surgery, the higher the survival rate of the child, and I will leave now. After meeting, report to you that year. Do you think it is okay?"

Although it was just a phone call, Zhou Congwen's tone was definitely unrivalled.

Which master is this? Apart from Deng Ming, everyone present looked at each other.

"Okay, hurry up and come."

"Boss, do you have thoracoscopic equipment for your child?"

"I've contacted Olida and they're transporting it."

"Okay, then I'm going to bring an anesthesiologist over there."

"bring it on."

After a simple communication, Mr. Huang hung up the phone.

"Director Deng, who is it?" asked the director who was sitting next to Deng Ming in a low voice.

"Some time ago, our nurse had a caesarean section and amniotic fluid embolism was obstructed." Deng Ming introduced.

"I! Go!! Is it the young man who accompanied Mr. Huang for surgery? That's another place?"

"..." Deng Ming was speechless.

Sure enough, gossip spreads the fastest in this world.

Zhou Congwen underwent uterine arterial embolization surgery within 15 minutes under the interference of external chest heart compression. This kind of thing that was against the sky is not as good as a joke after his surgery.

The only thing that is remembered by others, or that is immediately remembered is "a different place".

"I'm not married yet, so I'm not lucky." Deng Ming whispered softly, holding the thermos.

"Oh oh oh, sorry, that young man has a bright future." The director of the newborn apologized quickly.

"The boss set up an academician workstation in the Second Hospital of the Provincial Medical University in their provincial capital. He is planning and will be presided over the future work."

"..." The newborn director smacked his tongue.

Mr. Huang confiscated the students for many years, but suddenly he was moved to accept them. At his age, he was probably a closed disciple.

But this closed disciple did not stay by his side, but threw him to another place.

Mr. Huang’s thoughts are like flying immortals from the sky, and are hard to figure out.

"Old Deng, can the surgery be done...can it be done?"

"I don't know either." Deng Ming sighed, his mouth twitched, as if bitter melon juice fell into his mouth.

"well."

"But I think his laparoscopy is better than mine."

"..." The newborn director was frightened this time.

Who is Deng Ming?

Huang Lao's favorite student stayed in 912 as the director of the University of Thoracic Surgery, and was a pioneer in the widespread thoracoscopy surgery nationwide.

Deng Ming said that he had the best skills in the country, which may be a bit exaggerated and others would not admit it.

But as for thoracoscopy alone, other hospitals rarely conduct it, while Deng Ming has done it very well. The number of operations in two or three thousand a year is not a joke.

Just this, it should not be an exaggeration to say that it is the number one in the country... If it is not considered Mr. Huang, it should not be an exaggeration.

But he brought out his junior brother. This is not the kind of commercial mutual bragging at the academic conference. Whether it is the first priority is not important. Whether the surgery can be achieved depends on a person's ability.

I blasted the sky, but the operation failed as soon as it was started...

The newborn director knew the importance of this place and became serious all of a sudden.

"Then everyone prepare." Mr. Huang patted the medical records on the table, "When a student of mine comes, prepare for emergency surgery. By the way, let the patient's family find me and I will give the pre-operative explanation myself."

"Okay, boss." Deng Ming said with his eyes looking at the nose, nose, and heart.

...

...

Zhou Congwen sat in the fire protection passage, twisting his cell phone in his hand, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and narrowing his eyes into a slit.

He knew how difficult it was for a one-day neonatal surgery.

The highest success rate of surgery is 70%, and it is still on the premise that you and your boss have the surgery together.

But if you don't try it, Zhou Congwen will not be willing to accept it.

There is another difficulty in the operation, probably no one except the boss knows.

Zhou Congwen held a cigarette in his mouth and made a phone call.

"Old Liu..."

A voice came from the phone.

"Treasure clip!"

"Damn it, I'm so lucky today, I'll give you money!"

"Congwen, do you have emergency surgery? Are you pneumothorax?"

Liu Wei's tone was a little hard to describe. He was in good luck and encountered emergency surgery... he didn't want to come at all.

But I give a lot of thoracics, so it’s not good not to come. Zhou Congwen is very familiar with Liu Wei’s psychological activities.

"Old Liu, ask for a leave and go to the imperial capital with me." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

"Ah? What did you say about the text? I didn't hear it clearly."

There was a clamor of mahjong shuffling sound from the other side of the phone, and Liu Wei's voice was also vague, probably holding a cigarette in his mouth and shuffling his hands.

"912, there is a newborn esophageal tube. The intestinal atresia surgery is to be performed. My boss and I apply to take you there."

“…”

"Anesthesia is very important. Some things need to be told to you in advance. It just so happens that we can communicate along the way. Do you have time?"

"Yes!" Liu Wei said without hesitation.

He is not Shen Lang, so he naturally knows what the existence of the Imperial Capital 912 is and what its significance to him.

Compared with the Imperial Capital 912, mahjong is something.

"I'll find a driver to go directly to the provincial capital airport."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Congwen smiled.

It was as expected by Zhou Congwen that Liu Wei agreed so well.

Everyone has shortcomings and advantages.

Liu Wei was just too playful when he went there. In his previous life, they played mahjong in the dormitory. The room of more than ten square meters was smoky and blue, so they couldn't even open their eyes.

However, in addition to being skilled, this guy is very smart and can accurately judge the situation.

Moreover, Liu Wei was ambitious, otherwise he would not have learned single cavity intubation. After Wang Chengfa went to the emergency department, he immediately hugged Li Qinghua and his thighs.

Unlike Shen Lang, who started to show off his bad luck when he repeatedly invited him to the academician workstation.

With myself here, it is not that easy to put it in a rotten way. Zhou Congwen smiled and took the last puff of cigarette, bounced off the cigarette butt, walked out of the fire escape, and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can.

He asked for leave from Li Qinghua, but Zhou Congwen did not explain what to do. He was afraid that Li Qinghua would follow him if he said congenital esophageal atresia surgery.
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