Chapter 74: Monk is too old

Chapter 74 The Monk Is Too Old
One week, time passes quickly. Zhang Fan, they also completed the task of fighting insects, ready to return to the city. The weather was getting hotter and the 120 of the hospital could not enter the pastoral area.
The medical team did not bring any equipment, but this place is more than 100 kilometers from the county seat. How can I go back? Leaving, Dr. Li's body-like constitution is estimated to have died on the road.
Zhang Fan told Meng Ke about this. Lao Meng waved a hand, what a big thing. "Go, come to the pastoral area, there is no way to go out." He went to the tribe and shouted.
After a while, more than a dozen men came with more than 20 horses. "Choose it, look at the one who rides that!" Meng Ke said boldly, but Zhang Fan was stunned.
They can't ride horses, and now it's not winter, the sledge can take them away. The snow has melted. "It's not a matter, we help you get on the horse, just sit on it. All the mares are very good. Let Bayin Dara ride them and pull you away."
"Lao Meng, okay. Is the horse too big, don't you have a donkey?" Zhang Fan had experienced riding a donkey several times in his hometown. Frontier horses are heavy horses, tall and big, and very powerful.
"Haha, where is the donkey on the prairie. Don't worry at all."
Several of them were carried on horseback by the men. "Relax, you won't fall." Meng Ke said with a smile when he saw Zhang Fan fighting.
Zhang Fan took the saddle, and Bayan rode on the horse and took Zhang Fan's reins and set off slowly. For those who ca n’t ride a horse, long-term riding can be considered a torture.
The saddle was sore that it hurt, and his legs were sore. Zhang Fan had the heart to go down by himself. The road is not easy. After more than three hours, I finally saw 120 in the hospital.
Zhang Fan they were sitting hard and left their legs. Bayin unloaded much from the empty horse's back. "Anda, we have a car, and we leave. Take these meats back with you." He was not fluent in Chinese, but his expression was intimidating.
Lao Hu hurriedly said, "We ate and drank, we drank and drank. We ca n’t take things anymore. We made mistakes."
"No, Meng Ke accounted for it." A bunch of guys packed 120 pieces of lamb, beef, and horse meat in a few clicks. Fortunately, it was an Iveco. If it was a small bread, the meat would not fit.
Putting things away, they and Zhang Fan, hugging each other, and then rode away on a horse with a plume of smoke. "This is the man." Lao Hu said, touching his bottom.
Gastroenterology, the second largest department of internal medicine, has many basic diseases. Director Wang Yonghong, an old lady who is about to retire. Regardless of the department's business, waiting for retirement.
The three deputy directors all sighed. Ouyang Gang came to power and did not spread the word. The three worked harder one by one. The junior doctor in the department was sick. One director asks one, and no one listens.
Lao Hu is considered a senior manager and has a place in the department. After a week in the grassland with Zhang Fan, they are considered brothers who have fought together. He directly greeted the old director and asked Zhang Fan to follow him.
There are three doctors, two males and one female, who add doctors to internal medicine. Cory has an old sickness number, a female illness number in her early forties, esophageal and gastric varices caused by cirrhosis. Often hemoptysis, severe anemia.
The internal medicine of the hospital suppressed Lao Huang for ten years. Except for Ouyang who developed the cardiology internal medicine, other internal medicines failed. Lao Huang stepped down, and the internal medicine turned over.
Ouyang encouraged internal medicine to introduce new technologies and strongly supported doctors to go out for further studies. Also support inviting experts to the hospital. The three deputy directors invited one to the consultation.
Varicose veins caused by liver cirrhosis, conservative treatment is no longer possible. Zhao Cheng, the oldest deputy director, is ready to invite an expert to perform gastroscopy. The provincial court has an old expert who is said to be of a high standard. After reporting to Ouyang, he agreed to contact the family.
The expert at the provincial court has been retiring for more than five years. After arriving at the department, Zhang Fan shook his head secretly at a glance. He walked tremblingly. Can he have surgery? Zhao Cheng is also to show that he is senior and knows many people. It turned out that the old man was too old.
People have come, Zhao Cheng is also difficult to ride. The other two deputy directors are waiting to see the joke!
Lao Hu advised Zhao Cheng to have a consultation and check the room for the consultation fee. Don't enter the gastroscopy room. Can this old man look like he can do something, it's dangerous, Zhao Cheng doesn't listen. Grit your teeth.
No way, although the illness is Lao Hu's, but his superior doctor directly manages it, he has nothing to do. This is the workplace. If the patient is Lao Hu's family, it will be another story.
Zhao Cheng invited a surgeon to help with the monitoring. If something goes wrong, there is a guarantee.
The general director Zhao Zhaoping came with his apprentice. It happens to be the weekend, and experts usually go to other places for outpatient services. Lao Zhao shook his head at the first sight, but internal medicine had to do it, and he had no right to stop it.
"Wait a while, if you go to the stage, you will go too. This is really nonsense. It's no wonder that nothing happens." Lao Zhao whispered to Zhang Fan standing next to him.
"Ok."
The old man is proficient in his skills, but he is very old after all. Although the consultation fee is a lot, he can get it.
After the mirror enters the esophagus, it won't work. A long distance away, the old man's hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't see directly, and the blood was also bad. Although Zhang Fan's system internal medicine is not open, cerclage can be regarded as a general treatment, but it is used by the Department of Gastroenterology.
Zhang Fan shook his head secretly: "You didn't even the blood clean, and your vision was unclear, so you started to tie it up. Can you be reliable?" The blood in the sight, the old man shook his hands and tied it a few times. Hey! Blind!
Zhao Quanping said to the doctor outside the general office, "Prepare for surgery." Shaking his head, he went out.
Before leaving the endoscope room, the patient was in shock and had excessive blood loss. "Upper octreotide, blood transfusion" Zhao Cheng was anxious. In ten minutes, when a few octreotide and several hundred cc of blood were lost, money began to be consumed like water.
"Enter the operating room, this conservative treatment is useless." Director Zhao Quanping said.
Talking and signing, the family members have been scared by the six gods, said good experts to do it, and it turned out to be like this. Shock was corrected, but bleeding continued.
In the operating room, Zhao Quanping's main knife and Zhang Fan assisted. "The internal medicine is really daring. This person is still young. If he is older, he will die in the gastroscopy room today."
"Ah!" Zhang Fan was helpless.
The operation was not small, the vein was shunted, and the splenectomy was performed. For more than two hours, surgery was performed. Zhang Fan returned to the department, and there was a weird atmosphere in the department. Hu is not here.
Zhang Fan asked another doctor who transferred to the department: "Where is Dr. Hu?"
She turned to look at the others, and quietly said to Zhang Fan, "She was called away by the dean. Director Zhao was also called away."
Just when Zhang Fan was undergoing the surgery, I didn't know who it was. He called the dean. Ouyang Qi was half dead and called Zhao Cheng and Lao Hu directly to the dean's office.
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