Zhou Congwen and Li Ran handed the patient over to the circuit nurse and began to change clothes.

Li Ran's expression was still serious and strange, and it was obvious that he was thinking about the connection between the actual operation just now and what Zhou Congwen told.

Zhou Congwen didn't bother him. He changed into an isolation suit, put on a hat and mask and walked in.

Chen Houkun and Li Qinghua are almost here. They will first treat the patients and start the stage after they arrive.

These are all established procedures, and the thoracic surgery department of the Third Hospital is already quite proficient in it.

Walking to the corridor of the operating room, Zhou Congwen heard the sound of talking from the emergency room.

The operating room conditions in the Third Hospital are now average. Not only is laminar flow, but even the airtightness is very poor.

This is a historical limitation. Zhou Congwen has long been used to it. As long as there is electric burning, it is fine, and nothing else matters.

"Exposed, I have told you so many times, exposed!"

"I want to see inside."

"Release your butt, don't move, that's it."

Zhou Congwen heard that it was Dr. Gao's voice and smiled slightly. After a glance, he saw that Li Qinghua and Chen Houkun could not see him, so he walked straight into the emergency room.

"I can't see it after lifting my butt."

"I told you not to move, why do you feel like you didn't hear me?"

While doing the operation, Dr. Gao was chattering, more like talking to himself.

This is the rhythm of having a night of surgery? Zhou Congwen knows that people are willing to speak to make themselves more energetic when they are extremely tired.

Otherwise, if you dozing off on the operating table, you can imagine how serious the consequences will be.

The assistant standing opposite Dr. Gao was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes. He pulled the big hook hard, and the tail end of the hook was raised up, exposing the art of the art.

"Why can't even pull the hook well?" Dr. Gao simply put down the hemostatic forceps in his hand, "Don't move, I'll put a position for you. Yes, everyone says that your butt is higher, this is higher. How can I see it inside if you do that?"

"Old Gao, you can't even scold Xiao Wu." The anesthesiologist just changed shifts and is today's emergency doctor, full of energy. "If you look up, Xiao Wu will know how to do it...hahaha."

Anesthesiologists are younger and have less thick-skinned faces to make even more filthy jokes.

"I'm old, I have a good look but not good health. I really have a great position. What kind of postures do I need to kill you seven in and seven out." said the tour nurse.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and do it, I'm almost asleep." Dr. Gao rebuked weakly.

"Brother Gao, are you still doing emergency department?" Zhou Congwen greeted.

"Xiao Zhou, did you have a slow clinic today?" Dr. Gao cheered up and looked at him after hearing Zhou Congwen's voice.

"Well, I'm waiting for the director to come." Zhou Congwen smiled, "Which one is this one?"

"I was stabbed by six knives yesterday..." Dr. Gao sighed, "It's not Christmas. The Japanese Japanese festival on carnival night was strange yesterday."

Zhou Congwen suddenly felt full of happiness.

It seems that there were no reckless guys who fought yesterday. As long as they stabbed the stomach without stabbing it on the abdominal aorta, it would be fine if they were sent to the hospital.

The chest is different, and a tension pneumothorax can kill people.

Is happiness still necessary to compare?

There was no external injury yesterday, so I didn’t have to come to rescue him in the middle of the night. Zhou Congwen felt it was normal; but seeing Dr. Gao’s face was haggard and still having a caesarean section the next morning, Zhou Congwen felt happy.

I took a closer look and found that one of the positions I was looking for was deep. The assistant opposite Dr. Gao was about to lift his butt up to the sky, which was what Dr. Gao said just now.

When the intestine is ruptured, a small amount of food residue and feces can be seen in the abdominal cavity.

The infection should be very serious, but Zhou Congwen didn't care. He just needed to use two sets of antibiotics, it didn't matter.

I heard from the boss that when there was only penicillin in the early years, the conditions in the operating room were not enough, and the chances of incision infection in patients after the appendix surgery were very high.

Unlike now, when conditions are getting better, there are much less complications.

Zhou Congwen was not interested in a simple laparotomy investigation. He took a look and did not disturb Dr. Gao for surgery. He turned around and left and went to his own surgery room.

Today is all in the underworld, which is relatively worry-free.

After entering the operation room, Zhou Congwen greeted Liu Wei.

"Congwen, where is Professor Chen? Where is your director? It's time to come." Liu Wei glanced at the watch on the lintel.

"I don't know." Zhou Congwen inserted the patient's film into the video reader and checked the patient's information for the last time.

“Call to ask.”

"good."

Zhou Congwen took out his cell phone from his butt pocket and called Li Qinghua.

After no one answered the phone call for a long time, a bad idea suddenly emerged in Zhou Congwen's mind - it could be a car accident.

Liu Wei also looked at Zhou Congwen in surprise.

Zhou Congwen called the emergency department by phone, "Hello, my thoracic department, Zhou Congwen, have we answered the patient at 120?"

"It's fine if not, I'll disturb you."

Zhou Congwen hung up the phone, frowned and thought about what was going on.

"Congwen, what's wrong with your director?" Liu Wei asked in a low voice, as if he had a premonition that something bad happened.

But he didn't say much, and put all kinds of bad guesses in his stomach.

Zhou Congwen glanced at the anesthetized patient and said helplessly, "I don't know."

"Or why don't you open it first?" The nurse of the tour discussed with Zhou Congwen regardless of what was the matter.

It’s not that Zhou Congwen cannot do this surgery. For Zhou Congwen, this surgery is a simple force. But the patient’s family does not know that they have a high level, so they spent money to hire a professor at the Medical University.

He shook his head, holding his cell phone in his hand and pondered.

What could happen? If there is a serious car accident, it would definitely be sent to the Third Hospital nearby. If it is okay, why didn’t Li Qinghua answer the phone?

After thinking for a long time, Zhou Congwen still had no idea. He guessed that Li Qinghua had changed his clothes, but he walked to the door of the locker room while making a phone call.

No ringtones of the cell phone came from inside.

What's wrong? Zhou Congwen called Chen Houkun again, but no one answered.

However, shortly after hanging up the phone, Li Qinghua called back.

Zhou Congwen answered the phone and it was a bit messy.

"Congwen, Professor Chen and I are in the Public Security Bureau." Li Qinghua said helplessly.

“…”

Zhou Congwen was stunned. Why did he even go to the Public Security Bureau?

"Just just now, I asked Shen Lang to find a straight-line cutting stapler in the taxi. I said I would take four guns to the operating room, but the enthusiastic driver took us to the public security bureau." Li Qinghua said with tears in his eyes.

“…”

Zhou Congwen almost spit out an old blood.

What's the matter with this!

I had a good surgery early in the morning and was sent to the branch office.
Chapter completed!