Path of Medicine With a System

On Sunday morning, Zhang Fan got up early and had breakfast with Ma Yichen at the hotel. The breakfast in the star hotel turned out to be self-service.

There were a lot of delicious food, but unfortunately because of the surgery, Zhang Fan didn't dare to eat and drink, he didn't even eat milk and buns.

I just drank some millet porridge, ate some diaphragm, and wanted to eat some hot steamed buns, but they didn't have any!

If you have an operation, you are afraid of eating something unclean. If you really feel uncomfortable in your stomach at a critical moment, there will be a big problem.

Therefore, surgeons pay great attention to this point. I would rather not eat than cause an accident in the operation because of my own relationship.

Ward rounds, unshakable preoperative rounds. Mr. Wang's father is quite open about it. The child has a successful career and has a lot of children and grandchildren, so there is nothing to worry about.

When Zhang Fan entered the ward, the old man was still muttering: "I'm old, I'm old, I still have to be stabbed, or I don't want to do it. Huzi, why don't we do it, even if Dad is gone now, it's a joy and death. It’s almost impossible to get one.”

Before Zhang Fan came in, there were only their father and son in the ward. The old man felt that his disease was not a clean disease, and he was afraid of passing it on to his grandchildren, so he refused to let his grandchildren come to the hospital.

No matter how big the company is outside, at this time, Mr. Wang is still a son, a filial son.

"Dad, the operation is very simple. Experts have already performed many operations in the affiliated hospital. Those who underwent the operation last week have been discharged from the hospital. You can perform the operation with peace of mind."

Mr. Wang slowly massaged his father's slightly edematous calf. Tumors are a wasting disease, also known as cachexia, and the old man is almost emaciated into a skeleton.

"My life is considered complete. Huzi, I know about my illness. I was given to drink when I was young.

In the future, you should also pay attention, don't drink if you can, because you have gray hair. The age is not young, you have to know how to cherish yourself. "

The old man stretched out his hand slowly while talking, and Mr. Wang quickly leaned his head over it. For many years, since his son grew up, he has never touched his head like this.

"Dad, it will be fine, don't worry, it will be fine!" The old man's words, as if he was explaining the funeral, suddenly made Mr. Wang's tears start to flow uncontrollably.

"Hehe, I know, I know! I know! Don't cry, the doctor is here." At this time, Zhang Fan entered the room. Seeing this scene, the director of the Second Hepatobiliary Department hurriedly asked the other doctors to leave.

"Zhang Yuan!" The tearful President Wang stood up and greeted Zhang Fan.

"Hehe, old man, the operation is not major, so there is nothing to worry about. I have done many sets for people who are older than you, and they still punch and walk after surgery." Zhang Fan nodded to Mr. Wang, and then said to the old man.

"President Zhang, I heard that you are from the Chasu City Hospital, fellow! I will leave my old man to the little fellow, I don't worry! Just let it go." The old man smiled and pulled Zhang Fan's hand.

"Okay, don't worry." Zhang Fan looked at the old man's mental state, and after the last physical examination, he said to Director Li of the Second Hepatobiliary Department: "The physical signs are all stable, let's go to the operating room."

"Okay." Director Li nodded, and hurried to notify the nurse who picked up the patient.

Mr. Wang took his father's hand and accompanied the old man step by step to the door of the operating room. "Dad! I'll be waiting for you at the door." Just like how he greeted his father when he came home from school, he cried with tears.

"Huh!" There is no strong voice of the past, only endless weakness and aging.

The old man tried his best to turn his head and looked at the child who was far away. Lying on the flat car, he weakly raised his bony arms and waved to the child.

As the door of the operating room was closed, Mr. Wang squatted at the door of the operating room, wanting to cry uncontrollably. He was crying helplessly like a child despite his wealth.

At the beginning of the operation, Zhang Fan treated everyone equally, whether he had money or not. When he entered the operating room, put on the surgical gown, and picked up the scalpel, Zhang Fan only saw the disease, not the status.

This is the minimum professional quality of a doctor.

"The patient's protein is a bit low, and after the operation starts, put the plasma on it."

Zhang Fan said to the itinerant nurse while holding the alcohol cotton ball and doing the last skin disinfection.

Mr. Wang ordered his subordinates not to come down in the morning, so he wanted to quietly send his father to the operating table. Now that his father entered the operating room, he released his emotions presumptuously, and became Mr. Wang again.

Inform the secretary that some high-level officials can come to the hospital, after all, it is a humane society. Then he asked his wife to bring the child to the hospital.

When the patient is old, the operation can no longer think about how to improve it, and must be done quickly.

Zhang Fan didn't talk too much, with the knife in his hand, he already had the world in his chest. The liver was cut open bit by bit under the sharp knife point like blood tofu.

Diseases, in the most authoritative human disease classification manual released by the WHO 20 years ago, there were only more than 15,000 diseases listed at that time.

Now, more than 50,000 diseases have been recorded and named, and there are still many undiagnosed and unnamed diseases, such as neurosis and other vague diseases, and there are too many.

This is not more sickness, but the development of medical technology. Technology is to be explored and researched by generations of doctors, just like Zhang Fan intends to train Ma Yichen.

Ma Yichen also strives for success. He actively performs surgery when he is in surgery, and observes it when he is not in surgery. Slowly figure out by himself, this hard work will slowly ferment under the medium of time, and it will always produce good wine.

The operating room has become Dahua's venue, and even the government has sent condolence personnel to the hospital.

"Why didn't the boss take his old father to the mainland?" Two senior executives from Dahua quietly chatted in the corner far away.

"It is said that a master was invited, very powerful, and he is our frontier doctor."

"Really? What is it called?"

"Zhang Fan! He's quite young."

Zhang Fan conquered the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department of the Affiliated Hospital, and after this surgery, his reputation spread throughout Bird City.

"Look for Zhang Fan for liver disease. Dahua CEO's father was operated on by others. How can you be more expensive than others?"

"Dr. Zhang Fan from Chasu is amazing. It is said that the leaders of the province all seek medical treatment from him!"

"Zhang Fan, I know, the ones from the capital seem to have offended some big boss and were sent to the frontiers. However, the surgery is quite powerful. What skills are shocking!"

Although it is false. However, Zhang Fan was completely famous in Bird City and in the frontier all of a sudden.

After finishing the surgery on Mr. Wang's father in the morning, he had another surgery right after. If it weren't for the system, the continuous surgeries would really not be able to survive.

After the operation, Zhang Fan confessed to the director of the Fifth Hepatobiliary Department: "Be sure to take good care of it, and let the doctor in charge of the bed worry about it. Don't rush to take the acid-suppressing drugs. The operation damages a lot, so you must not be careless, especially protein. , If not, actively diuretic after protein infusion.

Antibiotics and energy liquids must be calculated clearly. The operation will be performed later, and the patient must be sent to the SICU (Surgical Intensive Care Unit) to ensure that the patient's breathing cycle is stable before leaving. "

"Okay, don't worry."

Zhang Fan took the trouble to explain every operation. It's a matter of human life, so we can't be too careful.

Mr. Wang's father had an operation, and the director of the affiliated hospital showed up. At the gate of SICU, there was a large group of people.

Following Zhang Fan's operation, he entered the SICU to check the patient's end after the operation. After leaving the SICU, Mr. Wang held Zhang Fan's hand and refused to let go.

"Thank you, thank you. Thank you so much!" The doctor in the SICU had already told Mr. Wang that his father's vital signs were stable, and his heart was hanging in his throat.

"You're welcome." Zhang Fan looked tired, but he was still proud. The gratitude from the patient's family was definitely more satisfying to Zhang Fan than a handbag of money.

This is the sense of accomplishment. A doctor, on the verge of death, wields a blade to snatch a critically ill patient from the hands of death and bring him back to the world. A sincere thank you from the family is the greatest compliment to him.

"Haha, Zhang Yuan, come to our hospital. If you want, I'll tell the provincial leader that you will always be the head of surgery." The head of the affiliated hospital said to Zhang Fan with a smile.

"Hehe, let's talk, let's talk again. Leaders, I have to catch a plane, otherwise..." Zhang Fan changed the subject with a smile.

This matter, listen to it and it's over, it can't be taken seriously, Chasu City Hospital, as an assistant, makes Ouyang run around.

Is it that simple for a hospital director who is one of the best in the province, even if he is the deputy director?

"How can I leave today? I can't leave today. I'll say hello to Dean Ouyang, Zhang Yuan, and I'll come back tomorrow. I must thank you very much."

Mr. Wang refused.

"After the old man is discharged from the hospital, you still have to worry about it now. Don't worry, the future will be long." Zhang Fan refused with a smile.

Surrounded by a group of people, Zhang Fan rushed to the airport in Bird City in a Volkswagen car with subtitles. Zhang Fan and Ma Yichen looked terrified when they came, but they were not afraid when they returned.

It wasn't that the plane got bigger, but that the two of them fell asleep after boarding the plane. Forty minutes later, when Zhang Fan opened his eyes, the plane had landed.

In the past, when Zhang Fan went to the countryside to go to acupuncture points, although the amount of operations was not small, they were all minor operations, not to mention tiring, and the income was good.

Come to the bird market now, at least 20,000. Income has increased significantly. Going to the bird market once can be worth a month's income of going to the countryside in terms of money.

"The five hundred is regarded as overtime pay, you take it." When Zhang Fan and Ma Yichen parted, Zhang Fan took the money and handed it to Ma Yichen.

"Zhang Yuan, don't you look down on me? It's a great blessing for you to take me with you. I have to know what happens. If you give me money, I won't follow you in the future! And my old man is doing business. Yes, the conditions at home are also good."

The young man was also very happy, saying something. "That's okay, are you tired? Can you eat it?"

"I'm not tired, I can get another one now!" Hearing this, Ma Yichen almost jumped up with joy. The meaning of what Zhang Yuan said was to accept him.

"Hehe, that's good, go home quickly! My family is probably still waiting. Send me a message when you get home."

"Okay, Zhang Yuan, I'm leaving."

After watching the young man take a taxi and leave, Zhang Fan turned his head and entered the community. "Young man is not bad, he has a solid foundation and a stable mind. He is a young man." Zhang Fan thought to himself.

Just as he took out the key to open the door, Shao Hua heard Zhang Fan's footsteps and had already opened the door.

"Officer Zhu and Director Lu are here." Shao Hua said to Zhang Fan after taking Zhang Fan's backpack.

"Hey! Rare guest, sit down quickly, sit down quickly, you are a national treasure now, you must take good care of it!" Zhang Fan said hastily when he saw Lu Renjia and Zhu Bing, who were already a little pregnant, stand up after entering the door.

"Yuan Zhang, I'm getting busier now. And my reputation is getting bigger and bigger. My classmates in Bird City are all asking about you." Lu Renjia said to Zhang Fan with a smile.

"Haha, I'm so proud. Sit down first, and I'll wash my face first."

Zhang Fan washed his face quickly, because they were friends of Zhang Fan and Shao Hua, the two old people also went out under the guise of dancing and playing chess.

"How is it? Is the pregnancy reaction serious? You look pretty good." Zhang Fan walked out of the bathroom and said to the two of them with a smile.

Zhang Fan and them were life and death friends, they had a very good relationship, and they spoke more casually.

"I think Jiajia is a bit fat." Shao Hua said while pouring water for Zhang Fan.

"It's fat, and I'm almost worried to death." After speaking, he said angrily to Zhu Bing beside him: "You are talking!"

"Hehe, I'm here to invite you two. Jiajia and I will have a wedding next Wednesday. You must come to attend."

"Of course, I'm Jiajia's bridesmaid, and there will be no big red envelopes at that time. Let's see how I deal with you." Shao Hua had known about their marriage for a long time, but Zhang Fan was too busy recently, so he didn't say anything about it.

"Really! Congratulations, double happiness! Haha!"

"Hua Zi, look at your Zhang Yuan." Lu Renjia was a little shy.

Marriage with a child, although the girl feels very happy, she is still a little bit embarrassed.

"Wednesday, you must take the time to come. If you are not too young, I would have wanted you to be our witness." Zhu Bing looked happy.

It's not easy for the two to come together. Zhu Bing had the cheek to stalk all the way, and he was about to give up, but the hero saved the beauty and almost took his own life.

Lu Renjia didn't let him down either. Against the pressure of her own family, she directly made cooked rice from uncooked rice. As far as this is concerned, she is directly a pungent woman in Northwest China who dares to love and hate.

"Okay, I'll ask the dean for leave in advance." The four chatted for a while, and because Lu Renjia couldn't sit for too long, they went home with Zhu Bing.

"They're so happy! They're about to get married." Shao Hua held Zhang Fan in his arms and watched the two leave enviously.

"It's coming soon, so are we! Hehe!"

"Stupid!"

"Who is stupid, I am not stupid."

"don't want!"

After seeing off Zhu Bing and his wife, Shao Hua lay on Zhang Fan's body again, getting bored with each other, "What gift shall we give him?"

"Wrap a bigger red envelope?" Zhang Fan felt that Shao Hua was as gentle as jade in some places, a feeling that a single Wang Wang Wang would not understand.

"It's not necessary, but I still need to give a commemorative gift." Shao Hua slapped Zhang Fan's hand.

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