Chapter 447: Where's the cold wind?

Chapter 447 Where's The Cold Wind?
Now even the summit of Everest, climbers have to line up, let alone in ordinary society. In fact, in the workplace is like climbing Everest, you have to do a lot of preparation.
Then I was eligible to climb, and as for the result, it was hard to say. There are too many uncertain factors. Perhaps a sudden blizzard will make all efforts in vain.
Professor Zhao Jingjin is like a climber climbing Everest. With more help and more capital, he may eventually reach the top of this provincial top three hospital.
"Haha, Dr. Zhang, why did you arrive so early? I thought you had to wait for a while." Talking, Zhao Jingjin led two or three doctors who had been to the Chasu to walk quickly to Zhang Fan.
"You're welcome, just say I'll go up on the floor, there's no need to come down to pick me up." Zhang Fan greeted a few people with a smile.
"Walk around, let's go to the department first." Professor Zhao Jingjin and his team led Zhang Fan to the department. Although the doctors in the department were curious, they did not come around, after all, Zhang Fan was not well known.
Old Zhao took Zhang Fan directly into his office.
"You have to bring in the patient's family." Professor Zhao Jingjin said to a doctor next to him, and then said to Zhang Fan: "Look at the test results."
Turn on the viewer, and put all kinds of CT, MRI and abdominal X-rays done by the patient. Various inspection reports including color ultrasound, blood routine, biochemical and other medical records were also placed on the table.
Zhang Fan looked at the medical records. "The patient number is not very old. He is only sixty-three years old and has no underlying disease." After that, he started to look at the examination before the film light.
"This tumor is big, and it's not too big, you see, this range of it should not be around the portal system." Zhang Fan said to a few people in the office by lighting the film on the tube lamp.
"Yes, but the location is missing in the center of the liver. If I hadn't seen you successfully perform this type of surgery, I can't guarantee that this operation will be successful." Lao Zhao patted Zhang Fan's secretly Horseshit.
"Oh, we did the surgery together. You are too humble." Zhang Fan smiled. Before speaking a few words, the family members of the patient came to Professor Zhao's office.
"This is the patient's son, Boss Chen in Bird City." Professor Zhao introduced Zhang Fan, and then said to the family members of the patient: "This is Dr. Zhang. He is not involved in liver tumor surgery. Not the first in the country, but in the northwest, I want to find a doctor who is better than him. It is estimated that there is no more. "
The family members are fascinated. "This young man is the first in the Northwest? How old is he?" With Professor Zhao's introduction, the eyes of the family members who looked at Lao Zhao were full of doubts. His expression all said, "Who are you fool!"
Fortunately, he knows that Lao Zhao is a doctor in the hospital, and his father is in another hospital, otherwise he would have become soaring.
Whoever Lao Zhao knew at first glance that the patient's family did not believe it, he said directly: "Don't believe it, as for your father's operation, I guess you just go to the capital and the magic, you may not find Dr. Zhang so powerful Doctor. "
"Director Zhao, the words are heavy and the words are heavy. Where can I doubt you? Oh, it's a bit surprising, Dr. Zhang is so young."
"Oh!" Zhang Fan couldn't answer.
"Can I please discuss it again." The patients' families started to retreat. He brought his father to see a doctor, not to let people practice, not to let go.
Not to mention that the other party is the director of the hospital. Even the hospital director would not fully believe it. I don't know when it started, even the most basic trust between people is gone.
The old Zhao's face was all black, and he agreed to the operation. He invited everyone and his family regretted it. "I can tell you ..." Lao Zhao wanted to say something, but Zhang Fan was discouraged.
"Okay, go and discuss it with your family, don't worry. I understand." No matter what Lao Zhao was for today, Zhang Fan couldn't let him say anything ruthless.
Surgery, although this kind of surgery is not difficult for Zhang Fan, and the probability of problems is not high, but no one can guarantee that there will be no problems. The surgery is originally traumatic treatment.
If Lao Zhao spoke ruthlessly for his face or to save Zhang Fan's face, the patient would reluctantly go to the surgery, and if there was no problem, then the family could take Zhang Fan and Professor Zhao. Eat it.
"Okay, thank you, Dr. Zhang, I'll go and discuss it." Is the patient simply tolerable if the family members are gone? Lao Zhao was also in blood, too much attention to certain things.
When he was stopped by Zhang Fan, the blood in his head completely cooled down, "Hey, Dr. Zhang, I didn't communicate well with my family and didn't get things done, sorry."
"It's okay, you're welcome. It's okay!" Didn't Zhang Fan care, saying that it didn't matter that it was fake, but that's the case in reality, why did Lao Zhao make a name for you.
Zhang Fan knew at a glance that although he didn't know what the reason was, it was definitely a hasty decision. There was no good communication with the patient's family members, and he didn't even say where his doctor came from.
The world is like this, you will be remembered when you are useful. Zhang Fan is also somewhat experienced, but his face has not changed at all, but his heart is filled with emotion: still insufficient strength.
The family started to inquire about everything, there were things that they could do, some things they absolutely couldn't do, anyway, they said everything, but he looked at his father lying on the bed.
The gray hair, the sluggish spirit, the puffy body, the heart was as uncomfortable as the knife was twisted. "Dad, how are you feeling today?"
"It's fine, it's okay. Don't worry, I'm all this age, what else can I worry about. Your career is stable, my grandson is healthy, and I can count on the task.
It just worries your mother, otherwise I won't be in hospital. Death is dead. This age can be counted as joy or funeral. "
The old man started to feel nauseous as he was talking. In order not to make his son worried and sad, he wanted to hang on, but can this hang on, "Uh! Uh! Uh!"
After the illness, my appetite was good, and because I had surgery today, I did n’t have a meal in the morning and I did n’t get a mouthful of water.
Wiping the uncomfortable tears near his father's eyes, his mouth turned green and yellow saliva. He gritted his teeth and said to his father, "It's okay, Dad, it will be good after the operation. Now that technology is so developed, you have to have confidence in yourself."
"Oh, you, you will give me relief. I don't know what disease I have. My stomach is swollen like a pregnant woman. Let the hospital give me treatment. Let's be discharged." The old man looked at the blue sky outward, long He sighed.
If it wasn't for others to say that his son was not filial, he would rather die than come to the hospital. Before he had anything to do, he drew blood every day for an examination, and the original half of his life was almost tormented.
"Done! It's harder to live than die." Looking at the old father's discomfort, he gritted his teeth and said in his heart.
No matter how rich you are, no matter how rich you are, health is the most important. What about ten million worth?
"Director Zhao, we've discussed it. Let's do surgery. Don't use snacks."
"Okay, then sign and prepare for the operation. Dr. Zhang is an outsourced doctor and requires labor costs."
"It's not a problem, Dr. Zhang. Thank you, please have a snack."
"Sure." Zhang Fan didn't say much. At this time, it's useless to say anything. The most important thing is to do the surgery well.
He signed and pressed his handprints, as if he had betrayed his father, and shed tears while signing. He hasn't been so vulnerable for years.
In the operating room, Zhang Fan sat quietly with her eyes closed and shamming. The nurse and anesthesiologist in the operating room peeked curiously at the young expert who had been invited.
Zhang Fan was not in a mood to speak, and Lao Zhao sat a little awkwardly. He patronized the publicity operation and did not communicate well with his family. He was also annoyed.
"After waiting for the operation, we must apologize to Zhang Fan well, this is done."
In the science and education hall next to the operating room, there are doctors filled with hepatobiliary surgery. Although there are seven or eight hepatobiliary surgeries in the affiliated hospitals, there are no orthopedics, but there are not many. There are five hepatobiliary surgeries.
There are more than 20 doctors in a department, plus doctors who come to study, graduate students, doctoral students, rotating doctors, intern students, and there are 200 people in the hall.
After all, they are all cultural people, and no one jumped out to stop the operation, or said anything ridiculous. Just sitting inside the science and education hall waiting for the live broadcast of the operation, even the elective surgery to be done, can stop.
"Lao Zhao is playing with fire again! He wants to overpower us, isn't he trying to go crazy, he has started to come." The director of one department said to the other director.
"I don't think so, but this doctor is really embarrassed. Do you know the way?" The doctor looked at the monitor and closed his eyes with a sham on Zhang Fan.
"I asked, and said it was the Chasu Hospital."
"The Chasu Hospital is already so powerful? Isn't old Zhao afraid that we would get him cheap, and moved the laboratory to the Chasu?"
"It's not terrible. I don't know. What I know is that Chasu Hospital hasn't invited me for surgery in the past year. I thought I was wrapped by old Zhao. I didn't expect to kill Chen Chenjin halfway.
"You said that, I also felt it, really did not go to theophylline for surgery again. Isn't the tumor hospital always used to get a gray face with theophylline, now they have gone to the mainland."
"I have the usual phone, wait for me to ask." Then the doctor took out his cell phone and started dialing.
"Often, Pharaoh in my affiliated hospital, how about it? Let's be at ease in the Mainland."
"Haha, it's good. It's just tired of seafood. Every day, the big lobster is almost eating and vomiting. You are still on the border, it's time to come out and see." Lao Chang now loves to show his friends from the frontier.
"Oh, your life is really comfortable, hey, I ask you something."
"Okay, you ask." It always felt as if a cold wind was blowing, but the temperature was almost 38 ° C, where did the cold wind come from?
"It's not a big deal, do you know there is Zhang Fan in Cha Su?" The director here asked with a smile.
"Shit your mother!" Every time he heard these words, his face began to deform, and he sweared.
Hang up the phone directly, then pull the other party into the blacklist, "The ghost of the real TN is not gone!" Always holding the mobile phone, panting, and then thinking about it, went directly to the mobile company, he was ready to change the number!
"Nervous! I'm going, what a curse." The director here has a constipation look. He was scolded in the morning, and he almost lost his breath.
"What's wrong?" The other director sitting on the side, obviously heard the usual swearing on the phone, but he still wanted to ask.
"The surname is always crazy!" They couldn't talk anymore.
There are people who are waiting to see Zhao Jingjin's joke, and others who are waiting for Zhao Jingjin to be unable to end and then come to an end. But no one believes that this operation can be done, and there is nothing to stop.
If the surgery was performed by an expert in the capital or an expert in the magic city, it would be so strange that there would never be so many people in this hall.
It's so quiet, it's so mysterious. Everyone seems to be a master, secretly operating the breath in the abdominal cavity, waiting, waiting to be able to say aloud, shout!
"Director Zhao, ready for surgery," the anesthesiologist reminded.
"Oh, okay." Then Professor Zhao Jingjin turned to look at Zhang Fan, who had opened his eyes.
"Brush!"
"Hello!" Lao Zhao looked at Zhang Fan's glowing eyes with a light tone.
The assistants began to list, prepare electric knives, aspirators, and perfect the instruments needed in the operation.
Outside the operating room, the family members are like ants on a hot pot. They really are like ants on a hot pot. "Hey, it's rough. You shouldn't have surgery here."
After thinking for a while, "Such a large hospital shouldn't come here." It was really tangled, who knew who was sick.
Outside the hospital, Shao Hua and they were going to take Lu Ning to Bird City, but Lu Ning said that they had been refused. Sure, Shao Hua could only go shopping by themselves.
"It seems that the school hasn't changed much." The three girls walked on the green lane of the school.
Lu Ning was busy contacting several experts in the General Hospital, all of whom were relatively old and well-known experts. One of them was an expert who called Lu Lao.
It is said to come to apologize, in fact, that is to say, it is impossible for Lu Ning to bring his teacher and brother to the door. Does the disciple of the ancestors have no cards?
"Professor Chen, my name is Lu Ning, haha, my health is okay. I want to invite you for a meal. Well! Okay, my teacher is in good health."
"Professor Wang! I'm Lu Ning, ..."
In the science and education hall of the affiliated hospital, "Hi! Look, it's really this guy's sword."
"Old Zhao is really brave enough!" A director with a smile on his mouth looked at the doctor on the monitor who was about to start the operation.
In the operating room, Zhang Fan said, "Start. Alcohol, sharp knife!"
Surgery begins!
(End of this chapter)