The system rarely automatically issues tasks in the early morning. Zhou Congwen was woken up by the task prompt sound and did not get up. Instead, his heart involuntarily began to have atrial fibrillation just like when he was working in the Third Hospital of Jianghai City.

It was as if I had received an emergency call, and my heart was extremely trembling.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Congwen glanced at the system panel in the upper right corner of his view.

[System Task: Unparalleled in the World, the First Stage…]

What a problem!

Zhou Congwen despised the system viciously.

I knew I was going to participate in the World Surgery Competition, and this was not a competition for Zhou Congwen, but a one-to-one operation.

Moreover, Zhou Congwen had a long understanding of the game and had done the task of being unparalleled in the last life. As a result, this guy in the system actually disturbed his sleep early in the morning.

Zhou Congwen saw that the system was like a Pixiu, and there was no change in the rewards for the task no matter how many tasks he had eaten, so he sighed softly.

It's not that it has changed, at least the system tasks now display a few more fonts.

Get up, wash up, and call Master Shi to pick up the boss.

When he arrived at the hospital, Mr. Huang was not unfamiliar with it. He started the rounds like he was on 912 and made the last preparation for the operation.

Everything is in order, and this is the most familiar work process between the master and the apprentice.

"Send the patient." Mr. Huang straightened his waist slightly after checking the patient's physical condition and waved his hand.

"Boss, let's go change your clothes." Zhou Congwen said, "The equipment you brought has been sent for disinfection. I have confirmed that the disinfection has been completed in the morning and can be used at any time."

With Huang Lao and Deng Ming, they left the ward and stood alone at the door.

Seeing Mr. Huang come out, Director Miao bowed to greet him, "Mr. Huang, you're busy."

"Xiaomiao, why are you here?" Huang Lao asked with his eyes raised.

"Isn't this what Professor Zhou did in the annual meeting at the end of the year? I became interested in studying and studying." Director Miao bent down and said with a humble and respectful look on his face. "There are a lot of things before the New Year, so I will hurry up after the New Year."

"Oh, further study is a good thing." Huang Lao said lightly.

Deng Ming glanced at Director Miao and said nothing.

Director Miao gave way and walked behind Mr. Huang. Zhou Congwen heard him chatting softly with Deng Ming.

Both of them are directors of large public hospitals in the imperial capital. They are familiar with each other and speak more casually than when facing Mr. Huang.

Is Director Miao here to study?

Zhou Congwen knew that this sentence was true and false, and his real intention was probably still in the surgery competition. But it doesn’t matter what his purpose is. Director Miao wants to come and take a look, so if you want to learn, teach yourself.

After coming to the operating room to change his clothes, Zhou Congwen asked the boss to sit in the operating room first and go to pick up the patient himself.

Although this surgical procedure has been performed many times in his previous life and Zhou Congwen has become familiar with it, he is still very calm and carefully completes every step before the operation, striving to make the operation calmly complete.

Zhou Congwen came to the operating room to check machines, anesthetic drugs, disinfection equipment, etc. Liu Wei went to pick up the patient with the operating room nurse.

Director Miao did not accompany Mr. Huang. He was always a little close to Mr. Huang, but more in awe.

The 80-year-old man is still active on the front line, which is impossible in Director Miao's opinion.

How old I am, I already feel like I can't do it.

Director Miao estimated that before he could wait until he could reach 60, most of the work in the department had to be thrown to the professors in the group, and he kept going until retirement.

Moreover, Huang Lao is not only awesome in surgery, but also has the peak level of coronary intervention. The DK-breast sh scheming at the annual meeting of the Circulation Department before the New Year proved that Huang Lao not only was doing surgery, but also had enough brains and could improve the surgery.

Director Miao knew how difficult it was to improve the procedure.

Facing the evil-like old Huang, Director Miao always feels that as long as he looks at him, his heart will be completely seen through.

So Director Miao didn't dare to stay in the locker room for more, but said hello and came to the operating room with Zhou Congwen.

Director Miao found a corner and stood quietly, watching Zhou Congwen check the equipment connection line, checking the shelf life of the medicine, etc., etc. should not be the thing the doctor did at all.

"Director Zhang." Director Miao asked in a low voice.

"I'm here, what's wrong with Director Miao?"

"Has Xiao Zhou been so cautious?" Director Miao asked.

"Not that." Zhang You has been observing Zhou Congwen, starting with the complex congenital heart disease last summer.

The one who knows a person best is definitely not his friends, but his enemies.

"Xiao Zhou has strict requirements for surgery. Whether it is the following medical records, physical examinations, laboratory tests or pre-operative positioning, checking the patients is very strict."

"..." Director Miao was stunned.

This has involved all aspects of the clinical world, and it is extremely trivial to do.

"Including everything in the operating room." Zhang You looked at Zhou Congwen squatting behind the ventilator to check the line, and whispered, "Sometimes I think Xiao Zhou has paranoia for persecution."

"Well……"

"His anesthesiologist was brought from Jianghai City. Before the surgery day, his anesthesiologist came at 6 o'clock in the morning. Once I was in an emergency room and it was about six o'clock when I stepped down. As a result, I saw the lights in the elective surgery room.

"Do you know, during the period of the procedure, I was so drowsy that I was shocked. I walked over and took a look and saw the anesthesiologist checking the route."

"Is it necessary?" Director Miao asked in surprise.

"I think so too, so I went in and asked. Xiao Zhou's anesthesiologist was named Liu Wei. Dr. Liu told me that this was what Xiao Zhou asked, and sometimes there would be major problems due to machine connection problems during the operation."

"Hey, how many surgeries can be performed a day? It's such a struggle." Director Miao disagreed.

There are three or five surgeries a day, so why are you so cautious?

The entire Second Hospital of Medical University has only more than 10,000 surgeries a year, and the number of surgeries in the thoracic department is less than 2,000 surgeries a year. Then it is refined to Zhou Congwen's medical team, but only a few hundred surgeries.

Zhou Congwen does have persecution paranoia due to such a small amount of surgery but the preliminary preparations are so complicated.

Speaking of the amount of surgery, Zhang You was slightly stunned, and then sighed, "There are 2-3 surgical days every week, and you can do it back and forth between the two surgeries, and you can do 15-20 surgeries a day."

"!!!" Director Miao felt that he had heard it wrong and looked at Zhang You's eyes in surprise.

"It's true." Zhang You said, "I don't believe it either. You said that if such a young man had just come to a strange environment, it would be difficult to accept patients back then, let alone the amount of surgery."

Director Miao deeply agrees with Zhang You's words.

"But Xiao Zhou is really a lucky person and has a natural appearance. An old doctor from a nearby city helped him go out of the clinic and admitted patients. The surgery volume started to break out in less than a month."
Chapter completed!