"Director Zhang, I am Zhou Congwen."

Zhou Congwen smiled slightly.

Zhang You looked a little thin before he retired. In addition, he had been doing this surgery for more than ten hours and ran to Jianghai City for a long distance. He felt haggard. He was a bit different from Zhang You whom he met in his previous life, but he could recognize it.

"I'm sorry to ask Dr. Xiao Zhou today."

"Let's go, saving the Taiwan is like putting out a fire." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

Saving Taiwan? Do you have any idea in your heart? Wang Chengfa felt extremely despised when he heard Zhou Congwen's words.

Director Zhang You was also stunned. This little doctor was so inflated. Couldn’t he really think that he came to him to save the table?

In fact, Zhang You has his own little abacus.

The family of a vicious patient outside the operating room of the Second Hospital of Medical University... He really didn't meet. He couldn't do the surgery and always had to do something to express it. He had done his best.

Although it is hard to imagine that being able to pick up Zhou Congwen is far away from Geng Haoran, he can show that he is doing his best, and even picking up a young doctor in person, hiding the possibility of placing a shit basin on Chen Houkun's head.

But this little doctor was very strange and even said something to save Tairu and put out the fire. He definitely didn't know that there was a sea of ​​swords and fire... Zhang You sighed. He could not protect himself even if he had crossed the river. So don't pity this little doctor.

Watching the Audi disappear into the night, Wang Chengfa snorted coldly and turned back.

Zhou Congwen sat in the car and closed his eyes and rested.

He often did things to save Taiwan in his previous life. I still remember one time a top tertiary hospital in China did not get out of congenital heart disease. When he arrived by plane, he had already had surgery for 20 hours.

Even if Zhou Congwen joined the operation, it took another 8 hours to finish. Fortunately, the child recovered well after the operation and did not have any accidents because the operation time was too long.

The most difficult operation is the surgical treatment of complex congenital heart disease. If you really encounter a patient without normal anatomical structure, everything needs to be discussed by the operator and the assistant on the table.

This requires extremely advanced level, rich clinical experience and pathophysiological understanding of the disease. Ordinary doctors dare not even say a word when encountering complex situations, let alone undergo surgery.

After seeing Zhou Congwen get in the car, Zhang You closed his eyes and rested, and didn't say a word of nonsense to him, he felt a little angry.

A young doctor is so arrogant. Do you really think he is going to save Taiwan?

What a joke!

If Chen Houkun hadn't insisted, how could he have done such a ridiculous thing as asking a doctor in the lower hospital to "rescue Taiwan".

It's simply outrageous!

However, when he thought of the patient's family, all the complaints of Zhang You disappeared. He chanted Amitabha in his heart and asked the gods from all over the world to bless him through this crisis.

Zhou Congwen looked like he was closing his eyes to rest. In fact, he was wondering something - the system did not issue tasks to himself.

It’s strange. According to Zhou Congwen’s understanding of the system, this kind of surgery to rescue the table in the middle of the night must have emergency tasks, and the rewards are extremely generous. Although there will be no rewards now, the task that should be left has to be left. What’s wrong with that little guy in the system?!

Has it been dead? No, the four words "system tasks" on the system panel are still clear, but why are there no new tasks? Zhou Congwen is full of doubts.

Although it was night road, Audi still drove very fast. There were few people in the middle of the night, and the speed was countless faster than during the day.

After more than three hours, they arrived at the Second Hospital of Medical University, and the group hurried into the operating room to change their clothes.

On the way, Zhou Congwen still said nothing nonsense. He silently held his hands behind his back, his back slightly hunched, and walked into the locker room like an old professor.

Zhang You is very strange, but he is more disdainful and nervous.

Chen Houkun was afraid that he had taken a look. The young man looked like a young man, and he looked old-fashioned.

But.

The moment he saw Zhou Congwen put on the isolation suit, Zhang You suddenly stood up in a daze.

The young doctor's aura suddenly changed as he put on the isolation suit. Director Zhang couldn't explain what it felt. He just felt that his eyes were involuntarily trying to escape when he looked at Zhou Congwen's.

His eyes were clear and open, but Zhang You felt endless pressure.

The threat was different from the family members of the patients outside. Zhou Congwen just glanced at Zhang You and made him restless.

But Zhou Congwen didn't have time to meet Zhang You, so he strode into the operating room. As soon as he entered the operating room, he felt a sense of anxiety sensation in the operating room.

"Xiao Zhou, you are here." Professor Chen was a little nervous, and he was not sure whether his "willful" behavior would have a good ending.

"Here you come." Zhou Congwen said lightly, then stood behind Chen Houkun and looked at the art area.

Others have high legs and long legs, so they can see clearly without using a footstool.

"Medical Record." Zhou Congwen did not communicate with Professor Chen next, but came to the patient's head and next to the anesthesiologist.

When the anesthesiologist saw Zhou Congwen lifting the sterile sheet, he immediately shouted, "Don't move!"

"Look at the patient, don't be nervous." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "Don't you usually see patients during anesthesia?"

See the patient?

See the patient!

He really glanced at the patient and put down the mid laner on the head stand. Although it did not violate the sterile regulations, everyone thought something was strange.

When is this time? Why do you still have to look at the patient?

The people in the operating room were silent, and no one could guess what the young doctor was doing.

Zhou Congwen did nothing. He put down the sterile sheet and stretched out his hand, saying in a deep voice: "Where is the medical record, don't you have to go through it?"

“…”

Everyone in the operating room was stunned.

The anesthesiologist rubbed his eyes and subconsciously thought that he had read it wrong.

The moment Zhou Congwen asked for medical records, he thought that the person who came in was not a young doctor from a lower-level hospital, but an academician from the imperial capital.

That calm momentum even gave the anesthesiologist a sense of confidence, and this operation has hope!
Chapter completed!