MTL - Since 1981 Health School-Chapter 91 Share cases with classmates

  Chapter 91 Sharing cases with classmates

  In 1982, the conditions of the Yuezhong People's Hospital were not very good.

   Not to mention anything else, there are not many places with lights, especially at night, there are lights in the small park, but in winter, people will freeze to death.

  If you give lectures in the department and occupy other people's offices, who do you think you interns are?

  So Chen Qi thought about it for a while, and the only way to go is in the hospital lobby. There are electric lights here, and no one will bother you when the outpatient clinic is closed at night. It is the best place.

   means there is no place to sit in the outpatient hall.

  When Chen Qi arrived, all the other 19 interns from the health school had arrived. Everyone had a notebook in their hand, and they all sat obediently on the stairs, from top to bottom, like a lecture theater.

  Because of the cold, many people were shaking their feet.

  Chen Qi clapped his hands: "Then let me report the condition of the patient today. The situation is like this. Zhu Qingsan, male, 50 years old..."

   At this time, many doctors who got off work late, when they passed by the outpatient hall, looked inside in surprise, and found that these new medical school interns were still studying without eating in winter, and they all nodded straight.

  President Guo is also riding a bicycle and preparing to go home. When passing by the outpatient hall, he saw many employees pointing inside. As a senior old gossip, of course he would not miss it.

  So he stopped the car and asked, "What are you all doing around?"

  A nurse saw that it was the dean, and said quickly:

   "Look at the dean, these new interns are still studying together after get off work. The young people nowadays are really good, and they work much harder than we did back then."

   "Yeah, it's so touching. They are really a group of good kids in this winter."

  The employees were all chattering around together, and their appreciation for this group of health school interns was beyond words.

Upon hearing this, Dean Guo took a closer look, and saw Chen Qi standing there with a large medical record in his hand pointing at something, while more than a dozen students listened carefully one by one. He looked up a few times, and was busy taking notes at the same time.

  Although he couldn't hear what they were talking about, Dean Guo, who had rich experience in the world and could read people's hearts, knew that it must be the squad leader Chen Qi who shared the suspected case of biliary tract tumor with the students in the afternoon.

   This made Dean Guo look at Chen Qi even more highly. Regardless of whether the diagnosis is right or wrong, at least this enthusiasm for learning is worth encouraging.

   Moreover, he didn't study alone, but also led his classmates to study together. This has a natural leadership temperament, which is definitely a talent, and of course it is also a thorn.

   It depends on how this person uses it.

  President Guo thought of this, and rode his bicycle home with a relaxed expression. For him, letting the wind out in advance and leaving an intern behind was just a matter of words.

  The next day, all the doctors in the hospital knew about such a case. After internal discussions in their respective departments, everyone still tended to be more likely to have a tumor. Only a small number of doctors believe that inflammation cannot be ruled out.

  From the point of view of public opinion, it is not good for Chen Qi.

  In the hospital, you can hear all kinds of weird words. For a technical secondary school student who dares to challenge college students, many people will not listen to what they say.

  When the students who were interns in various departments conveyed the remarks in their respective departments to Chen Qi, their expressions were still a little angrily.

  Chen Qi doesn't matter. He has seen the hype of Internet public opinion in the later generations, the more people doubt him now, and the more people will remember him when he is proved to be right after the answer is revealed.

  As for Zhang Jun, the college student whom everyone praises, he will only fall harder and lose face even more.

  Chen Qi firmly believes that it is necessary to become famous as early as possible and stand out from the interns as soon as possible, so that you can be more confident in staying in the surgical department of the People's Hospital.

  The third day was the day of surgery, and Dean Guo performed the surgery himself.

   This surgery has attracted the attention of the whole hospital. After all, there are too many selling points here. A technical secondary school student challenges a college student. Is it the local students who are good, or the foreign monks who are good at reciting scriptures?

   In addition, there are 20 bowls of braised pork for betting. Today, the cafeteria has let out the wind, saying that the meat is ready, and they are waiting for someone to pay the bill.

  Whether it's reputation or wallet, Zhang Jun and Chen Qi don't want to admit defeat easily.

  In the Department of Surgery, Director Jin Peilin told before the operation:

   "For this operation, we have to pay attention to two things. One is that President Guo performed the operation himself. Now the number of times the president can perform the operation is limited. We must do a good job in supporting the operation to ensure the smooth progress of the operation.

  Another thing to pay attention to is that the patient has a special status. He is the director of a non-staple food factory. Everyone wants to eat delicious food and drink spicy food in the cafeteria, but it depends on their face, so we must also ensure the success of the operation. "

   After saying this, Director Jin glanced at a few interns in the corner.

"For this operation, I will be the first assistant, Director Shen will be the second assistant, and you, Li Jun, will be the third assistant. In addition, there will be many people visiting the operating room today, so we can't go to too many people in our department. In this way, Zhang Jun, Chen Qi, you two can enter the operating room."

  Both Zhang Jun and Chen Qi nodded obediently.

  The other little doctors and interns all cast envious eyes.

  Lan Lijuan lightly touched Chen Qi's arm: "Hey, come on, we must defeat them."

  Chen Qi tapped his chest: "I will always be worthy of your trust."

   Lan Lijuan rolled her eyes, but she was still a little happy in her heart.

  In the operating room

   Director Zhu took off his clothes, and his whole body was shaking a little, not from cold, but from fright.

  He has worked so hard to become the director of the factory. Who wants to lose his rights? And possibly lose your life? This made Director Zhu collapse these days.

   At this time, the door of the operating room opened, and Dean Guo walked in.

   "How about it, Director Zhu, don't be nervous, after a while you will be completely anesthetized, and you will be fine when you wake up."

   Director Zhu's voice trembled a little: "Dean Guo, tell me the truth, what's wrong with me? Did I really win the lottery? Are you going to see Marx?"

  President Guo joked:

   "Well, to tell you the truth, there are now two different opinions in our hospital. One is led by Dr. Zhang Jun, who thinks that there is a tumor growing in your bile duct, and its nature is not very ideal."

  When Director Zhu heard this, his legs straightened, "Ah, tumor, it's not ideal, what the hell."

   "Don't be afraid, there is another diagnosis. The party headed by Dr. Chen Qi thinks that your bile duct is just inflamed. The swelling caused by inflammation will block your bile duct. It's no big deal."

  When Director Zhu heard that there was still good news, he immediately raised his head and his eyes lit up.

  (end of this chapter)