Chapter 998: The passion that makes people collapse (Part 1)

"Shen Lang, long time no see." Lu Tiancheng stretched out his hand enthusiastically and shook Shen Lang for a moment.

"Teacher Lu, are you here to study?" Shen Lang asked excitedly with light in his eyes.

"Um."

"It's so great." Shen Lang said happily and happily.

Lu Tiancheng was stunned, and he looked at Shen Lang in confusion.

This guy's joy for himself to learn is beyond words. He has gone too enthusiastically, and it seems something is wrong...

It is said that I have no communication with Shen Lang. I am the largest hospital in the city, the largest cardiothoracic surgery department, the old doctor in the associate vocational school; the other is the young doctor in the small hospital next door, what kind of intersection can the two be?

But Shen Lang's joy comes from the heart, and Lu Tiancheng can see this.

"Teacher Lu." Shen Lang glanced at Xiao Kai. Seeing that he had no expression, he held Lu Tiancheng's hand and did not release it. "Today's surgery day, I have to learn from you. You must give me some advice on the operation."

"Uh..." Lu Tiancheng didn't know what he should say.

"You are not familiar with the Second Hospital of Medical University. You can go with me later. This place is a bit different from Jianghai City, but not too big." Shen Lang continued, holding Lu Tiancheng's hand seemed to be a little hot.

If it weren't for the hospital, if it weren't for the doctors from the Second Hospital of Medical University, Lu Tiancheng would have thought that he had encountered some inexplicable organization and wanted to pull himself into the water.

Soon Zhou Congwen changed his clothes to hand over the shift, then went rounds and had surgery. Lu Tian was very familiar with the steps in Chengdu, and hospitals across the country basically operated like this.

What Lu Tiancheng couldn't understand the most was the enthusiastic Shen Lang.

Although he is a middle-level doctor in the next hospital, Shen Lang doesn’t have to be so polite to himself.

This guy is a teacher and a teacher, as if he is an intern and further studies student, and he is a professor in the group of the Second Hospital of Medical University.

The uneven gap brought by Shen Lang made Lu Tiancheng feel like he was dreaming.

"Teacher Lu, the Second Hospital of Medical University is similar to the hospital in our Jianghai City, but there are more surgeries. By the way, I would also need to use electronic medical records this year. It's too slow. Our Jianghai City went to the information system at the end of last year."

"Teacher Lu, the doctors and nurses in the operating room have good tempers, so you don't have to worry."

"Teacher Lu, you rest, I'll go and brush the hand shop order."

Shen Lang was like a chatterbox, chatting endlessly.

"Purchase hands together and lay the order." Lu Tiancheng felt dizzy, and he quickly said politely.

"Teacher Lu, you rest." Shen Langke was polite, and put on a little doctor's posture and led Lu Tiancheng to the corner. "There are few stools in the operating room, so you can just stand and wait for a while."

"I just said that there should be more stools in the operating room. They think they take up space and snatch their legs when they are rescued."

"Teacher Lu, I'll go and see the patient, check it and then brush my hands. I'll change my clothes and you can go again."

Shen Lang still said a lot, and Lu Tiancheng was very helpless.

Then Lu Tiancheng saw Shen Lang and the tour nurse handing over the patient.

This step did not exist at first, at least it did not exist at Jianghai People's Hospital.

The patient's name was checked three times alone - Shen Lang checked himself, checked with the circuit nurse, checked with the anesthesiologist, and finally inserted the film into the reader and corrected it again.

Unbuttoned the patient's top, Lu Tiancheng saw a dot on the patient's left chest with Meilan, which was very conspicuous.

Next to this location is covered with a piece of sterile gauze.

Lu Tiancheng did not have too many questions or doubts, he watched quietly and studied.

Every place has its own rules. Lu Tiancheng knew very well that he was studying hard, rather than teaching to guide his work.

He watched hard, tried to pay attention to all the details, and tried to control his attention and not be led by Shen Lang's enthusiasm.

Soon Lu Tiancheng discovered a special place - there were two films of the patient.

Lu Tiancheng's position is a bit off. Looking from a distance, it is not very clear, but you can see it roughly.

One film shows the patient's small nodule on the upper left lung, about 8-10mm in size; another film suddenly has a metal shadow.

This should be the pre-positioning of Zhou Congwen's pulmonary nodule at the Third Hospital of Jianghai City. Lu Tiancheng had never seen a similar operation, so he was fully focused and prepared to take a look at what was going on under the laparoscopy when he was in the operation.

It's just that he has a headache.

I just came to the Academician's workstation of the Second Hospital of Medical University, do I have to undergo surgery? Or is it a thoracoscopic surgery that I am not good at.

Shen Lang didn't think anything, and Dean Xiao didn't question it, but would Zhou Congwen have any objections if he had the surgery in charge?

If it is done well, it can still explain; what if it is not done well?

Countless questions arose in Lu Tiancheng's heart.

He was a little confused and felt that he had done a lot of things across the pot and was a little unruly.

Even Lu Tiancheng was afraid of surgery for the first time.

But Shen Lang spoke with his teacher, full of enthusiasm...

Lu Tiancheng was completely unaware of the operating mode of Zhou Congwen's medical team.

If it is not rigorous, check the patient's name for three or seven times before the operation, and check the patient's name at least three times. Moreover, the patient's side was also marked with Meilan, and tried every possible means to avoid the occurrence of medical accidents.

All of this is so rigorous that Lu Tiancheng even has the illusion that people who set rules are obsessive-compulsive disorder.

However, if you say rigorously, it doesn't seem to be true.

I just came here and was not familiar with anything, so I had to go on stage for surgery. Is there anyone who studied so much?!

With questions, Lu Tiancheng saw Shen Lang come back to disinfect after brushing his hands.

Iodine, alcohol, is very old-fashioned.

"Shen Lang, why don't you use new disinfectant?" the anesthesiologist asked while sitting on the small round stool.

"As far as I can tell, disinfectant water is not as effective as iodine alcohol. If you do it with alcohol for the last time, the chance of postoperative infection is low."

"You Professor Zhou really cares about everything." The anesthesiologist smiled.

"It's not a big deal, what he says is what he says." Shen Lang said while sanitizing.

After disinfecting the sterilization and laying a sterile sheet, Shen Lang turned around and politely told Lu Tiancheng, "Teacher Lu, please brush your hands?"

Lu Tiancheng felt a little nervous.

This is the first surgery I took to the Second Hospital of Medical University to take the lead in surgery. I hope it won’t be embarrassing. Maybe... maybe this is Zhou Congwen’s test for himself.

Lu Tiancheng took a deep breath, curbed his nervousness and glanced at him, but he still didn't see Zhou Congwen.

He was really relieved that Lu Tiancheng could only change his clothes by brushing his hands.

When he stood on the operating table, Shen Lang had already opened his chest according to Meilan's mark, and the thoracoscopic equipment had been stuck in the poke.

Lu Tiancheng wanted to stand at the position of the craftsman, but... Shen Lang had no intention of moving at all.
Chapter completed!