"Doctor Yu, do you have time..." Zuo Cidian knocked on the door and greeted Yu Yuan familiarly. Novel .

Yu Yuan, who was watching a movie in front of the light box, turned back to Zuo Cidian in surprise.

The two looked at each other for ten seconds, and both laughed out loud.

"Lao Zuo, your head is ruined. Do you still have time..." Yu Yuan smiled like a broken rubber glove.

Zuo Cidian couldn't help but laugh, his smile was like a piece of used gauze: "I asked for Dr. Ling."

"You told me earlier." Yu Yuan immediately stopped laughing and looked behind Zuo Cidian. She breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't see Ling Ran: "Next time, just talk directly and don't ask if you have time.

of."

"I know, I know, I'm not used to being bald." Zuo Cidian waved his hand: "I'll send you a picture."

Zuo Cidian sent the picture Ling Ran sent him to Yu Yuan and said, "Look at this."

"What do you mean?" Yu Yuan frowned.

"I'm wondering, with a doctor like Wei Jiayou, do we know ourselves and our enemies?" Zuo Cidian looked at Yu Yuan tentatively and said, "Look at the surgeries he performed, the articles he published, and how we

Are Dr. Ling’s projects highly overlapping?”

"My main direction is cardiac surgery." Yu Yuan only glanced at it and said quickly: "I'm not saying that cardiac surgery is superior to others. What I mean is that everyone's main direction is different. It cannot be because Wei Jiayou has written a few articles.

In the Looking Glass article, let’s just say it overlaps.”

"That's certainly not what I meant."

Yu Yuan raised her head and looked at Zuo Cidian.

Not to mention cardiac surgery, endoscopic surgery is actually very closely related." Zuo Cidian used his low-level analysis and said: "Dr. Ling is now starting to do knee arthroscopy. Is Bao Buqi going to do abdominal surgery?

Let’s not talk about the idea of ​​endoscopy or thoracoscopy. Let’s talk about the new year. If there is an endoscopy summit, will Dr. Ling take the stage behind Wei Jiayou?”

Sometimes, the mind of a scumbag student can be inexplicably connected to the mind of a scholar.

According to Yu Yuan's opinion, the distance between knee arthroscopy and thoracoscopic surgery is too far. The anatomical structures are completely different. They cannot be forcibly pulled together just because they have the word "mirror".

Of course, after mastering knee arthroscopy, you must be familiar with the technique before using thoracoscopy, which can save you several months...

But if Yu Yuan were to judge, she felt that if it were her, she would not touch thoracoscopy in ten years. It is not a field at all. If all the orthopedists are working under the ribs, will the people in the thoracic surgery go home to eat?

alone?

If she is also the protagonist, Yu Yuan doesn't think there is anything wrong with standing behind others and taking the stage. Of course, it depends on what level of summit it is. If it is an international level summit, or at a lower level, a real domestic summit, can

I'm so happy when I get on stage, no matter who I'm on stage behind.

However, after Yu Yuan listened to Zuo Cidian's words and considered it from Ling Ran's perspective, she suddenly felt that Comrade Zuo Cidian's considerations were not without purpose.

"Then I will do an intelligence classification." Yu Yuan immediately adjusted her position and said: "Wei Jiayou has come to Yunyi Medical, which may occupy our resources. Let me see what he has done.

…”

"Even if Wei Jiayou doesn't come to Yunyi Medical University, he will still occupy the resources." Zuo Cidian said seriously: "I have met many young people like Wei Jiayou, but you don't know that a person with such a background and level can be used

What a waste of resources... Let me tell you one thing, what if someone wants to be on stage alone? What if they want to monopolize it?"

Yu Yuan was stunned for a moment: "Impossible, that would be such a waste."

"Waste? Do Americans talk about waste when they go to war?" Zuo Cidian curled his lips: "There are academicians behind us, so what does it mean to use some exclusive resources?"

Yu Yuan couldn't imagine this.

She wanted to have an operation for two years but had no chance. She even wanted to stay in the hospital for 25 hours a day and was unable to do so. She could not imagine the level of resources that academicians could bring.

"Academician Zhu is also an academician." "Zhu-Yang Achilles Tendon Repair" flashed through Yu Yuan's mind instantly, and she had a very deep memory of this kind of thing.

Zuo Cidian just smiled and said, "You are a part-time worker and you want your employer to give you a house. Is that appropriate?"

Yu Yuan was stunned by what was said. After thinking about it carefully, she had to admit that what Zuo Cidian said made sense.

Ling Ran's roots are in Yunhua Hospital. If Yunhua Hospital cannot provide maximum resources, can we expect the Bone, Joint and Sports Medicine Center to provide it?

Unless Ling Ran turns around, and that's just a certain chance.

Thinking more about it, if Ling Ran went to the Bone, Joint and Sports Medicine Center, the scope of his surgery would only be limited to arthroscopy, which was much weaker than Wei Jiayou's cardiac surgery or thoracoscopy.

First gear.

Yu Yuan shook her head fiercely and laughed secretly in her heart. She had been led into the ditch by Zuo Cidian. Why did she have to compete with Wei Jiayou? Dr. Turtle, who graduated from Johns Hopkins, had a starting point that was much higher.

"I'm going to write an analysis report." Yu Yuan said.

"More than that, you'd better urge Dr. Ling to write more papers." Zuo Cidian whispered: "As a doctor, no matter how many surgeries you do, you still have to have papers that others can't see. You are good at this, no matter what.

If you have any trivial matters, come to me and I will help you."

Yu Yuan was a little moved and just smiled and said: "It's right to help the leader collect papers and materials, but the level of his papers is probably much higher than mine."

Those who can graduate from Johns Hopkins must have a very good graduation thesis. Even if Yu Yuan has not read it, she can guess the level.

Zuo Cidian just hummed and said, "What you said is half right and half wrong. Wei Jiayou must be really good at writing papers."

"Then what?"

"Dr. Ling must be very good at treating patients and saving lives. Just yesterday's cardiopulmonary resuscitation patient, doesn't that prove it?"

"It's different when you write it in the paper..."

"That's your skill, but I know that if you just make it up without any content, the people who write medical papers will not be doctors, they will all be people from the administrative department, right?" Zuo Cidian said steadily.

: "Since the people who write the papers are all doctors, I think in the end, it still depends on the ability to save people, right?"

"You said it all." Yu Yuan refused to admit it. Looking back, she began to immerse herself in the documents.

Compared with what is happening on the operating table, Yu Yuan's level has improved by at least 70,000 levels while sitting in front of the computer, and she is now more than capable.

…

Wei Jiayou waited until the day's trip was over, then walked around by himself, and then came to the intensive care unit of Yun Medical Hospital.

The person on duty was still the morning attending, but now he was sleeping quite a bit. He smiled before saying anything when they met, as if he was working in the concierge department of a high-end hotel.

"Doctor Wei." The little chief didn't know which direction to lick from, so he smiled sweetly.

"What are the medical records Ling Ran has made?" Wei Jiayou asked.

The young chief was stunned for a moment and said, "That's what you saw this morning."

"I want all the medical records."

"Then...then I can't give it to you."

Wei Jiayou frowned, but did not force it, and said: "Ling Ran is responsible for which beds of patients are now..."

"The patients who come to IU must be from our IU..." The little chief said halfway, looking at Wei Jiayou's expression, he wisely shut up and said: "Beds 7 and 12 were sent by Dr. Ling. The other 14

Same with 3 beds..."

"Send me the medical records." Wei Jiayou said.

The young attending asked in a low voice: "Is it paper?"

"Nonsense, of course it's the electronic version." Wei Jiayou looked at the young doctor like a fool.

The little chief physician is full of grievances. I clearly heard Academician Di say before that he asked you to read paper medical records, but you disobeyed me and you still scolded me...

The young chief swore that if Academician Di opened an anonymous public account reporting function, he would report Wei Jiayou without hesitation.

"Wait a moment, I'll find it and send it to you." The little chief showed an argumentative smile again.

Wei Jiayou scanned the outside briefly, wrote down the number, and then entered the iu.

"You also performed long-term cardiopulmonary resuscitation?" Wei Jiayou came to bed 7 and saw the other person sleeping on the bed without even a tube inserted, so he immediately woke him up.

The sleepy Lao Hu opened his eyes and nodded dullly: "I did cardiopulmonary resuscitation."

"Have you done... cardiopulmonary resuscitation for almost an hour?" Wei Jiayou looked at the pad in his hand.

"It seems so." Lao Hu struggled to speak and coughed twice.

Wei Jiayou nodded, looked at the almost normal monitor again, and suddenly asked: "What is seven plus eight?"

Old Hu looked at Wei Jiayou. When Wei Jiayou was impatient and about to give up, Old Hu said softly: "Doctor, do you want to test my arithmetic, or do you just want to see if my brain works well?"

Wei Jiayou was stunned for a moment, and said with a strange expression: "Listening to what you said, your brain is pretty good."

"I don't like to count numbers. If you ask me seven plus three, it's fine. If you ask me seven plus eight, I won't be happy to do it."

"You can first complete seven to 10, and then subtract the difference from 8. The two together will be the final number." Wei Jiayou replied.

Lao Hu stared at Wei Jiayou for a long time, then suddenly laughed and coughed again: "You and Dr. Ling look strangely alike."

"What do I have in common with him?" Wei Jiayou refused to admit it.

"You are a little worse than him, but you are quite similar. Dr. Ling is like a chess player, everything is straightforward." Lao Hu said, taking a few breaths: "You are the cannon, you look straight, but in reality

There's a floor above, a bit of a second...second gun, hehehehehe..."

The little attending doctor of IU stood far away, and his brain was about to explode. Is it really okay for you, a patient who lives in IU, to provoke the doctor like this?

Afraid that the patient would anger Wei Jiayou and put him in trouble, the young chief hurriedly came over and said, "We're in bed 7, we can't talk like that..."

"Let him speak." Wei Jiayou stopped the young chief.

"ah?"

"Speaking is a high-level function for the brain." Wei Jiayou looked at Lao Hu and his voice became more and more erratic: "Being able to speak is a real success from the perspective of cardiopulmonary resuscitation."

"That's not true. It was already successful."

"Two successful cases of ultra-long cardiopulmonary resuscitation in a row?"
Chapter completed!