Chapter 252 You Call This The Quality Of The Surgery Is Not Good?
Chapter 252 You call this the quality of surgery is not good enough?! (Please subscribe)
One evening, when Professor Xue Xiude walked out of the operating room with a smile on his face, he met an old acquaintance, the current administrative director of the third ward of the Department of Orthopedics, Yu Qiuhua.
Unlike Professor Xue Xiude, who is tall and thin, with protruding cheekbones, Yu Qiuhua's figure is much more toned, shorter and more rounded than Xue Xiude, but with no fat.
Moreover, Yu Qiuhua's skin looks very thick, giving her the feeling of an old cadre in a mountain village.
"Old Xue, I heard from Cao Lin that the equipment for recording surgery videos recently is on your team?"
"How long will it take for you to use it? I may need to use it recently. He from Good Medical Skills invited me to record a few more courses." Yu Qiuhua seemed to be walking next to Xue Xiude very casually.
The two people walking together looked like two intellectuals walking together, and it also had a retro feel, so it attracted a lot of attention. However, after walking along, after recognizing the two people, neither of them dared to disturb them.
There are not many real professors who hang out, and even fewer who form teams to hang out.
Except for the professor who would interrupt the two professors while they were talking, no one else would dare to do such a thing.
Xue Xiude's smile was half frozen, and he replied: "Director Yu, if you want to use the equipment, please notify me one day in advance at any time, and I will return the equipment to you immediately."
The equipment was bought by Yu Qiuhua. After Yu Qiuhua became the director, when he went to develop business outside, he bought it specifically for shooting surgical videos. It can then be used for peer communication and for medical colleagues in some professions.
Sold as courses on exchange websites.
What's more, Yu Qiuhua is the director, and Xue Xiude will not and cannot compete with Yu Qiuhua for the right to use the video equipment belonging to Yu Qiuhua's group.
At worst, he can just buy one more set.
When Yu Qiuhua heard Xue Xiude being so cooperative and giving face, his smile became even brighter: "Professor Xue, I just asked you casually. Don't take it seriously. You can use it first and then give it to me."
Asking for the equipment to record the video of the surgery was just an excuse for Yu Qiuhua to find Xue Xiude, which was equivalent to asking for a thief.
Then he said: "You told me last time that you wanted me to help take the lead in making arrangements for you to authorize a new surgery. Your team's current Xiao Zhou is recording a video of the surgery just for this matter.
Bar?"
The Ninth Hospital of the Magic City is a very open school, and there are many talented people. To obtain an exceptional third-level or even fourth-level surgical authorization, there is no need to search and hide it.
There are not many times that it is put on the surface, but it is just the authorization for the development of new techniques, which is one of the very few.
This kind of thing is not easy to arrange for a mere professor to lead the team. Yu Qiuhua had to take the initiative to take the lead and integrate the resources of the trauma surgery department so that the arrangements could be made.
Xue Xiude will definitely not be able to fight alone. Moreover, if Yu Qiuhua wants to do similar things in the future, he will also need Xue Xiude's help, and Yu Qiuhua will definitely not refuse.
However, Yu Qiuhua also got some news from his chief hospital resident.
So Yu Qiuhua explained the matter clearly at once: "Old Xue, look, what kind of new technique is this? Can you share it with the department when you are free?"
Cao Lin hinted that Zhou Cheng had something secret, but Cao Lin couldn't dig out any details from Mao Yuxuan's mouth. So Yu Qiuhua had no choice but to go into battle and ask questions himself.
Xue Xiude's eyes flashed quickly, he took a deep breath and said: "Director Yu, the thing that I worked so hard on you for last time was indeed prepared for Xiao Zhou's authorization for surgery."
"But, I heard Teacher Zeng say before that I was afraid that Xiao Zhou would trouble you, Director Yu, so I won't bother you more, Director Yu."
"Furthermore, the technique that Xiao Zhou is going to do now is a private project of the company, not a formal project. It is a commercial secret and it is difficult to disclose it in advance."
Xue Xiude's expression was calm, and he looked quite elegant and bookish, but his words were not polite.
The title of Director Yu was still fresh, and it also reminded Yu Qiuhua not to forget that when Zhou Cheng came to the third ward of the Department of Orthopedics, it was arranged by Mr. Zeng himself. Yu Qiuhua sternly refused, and it was Mr. Zeng who used his own methods.
, and demolished Mao Yuxuan.
Halfway through, it occurred to me that there might be some benefits, come here to smell the show and get some face?
Old Yu Qiuhua didn't even know what blushing looked like anymore. He looked at Xue Xiude's guarded look, smiled and said, "Old Xue, you are still like this, you seem to have some hostility towards me."
"I just asked casually. Don't take it too seriously." Yu Qiuhua smiled and did not dare to say anything more to Xue Xiude in depth.
Back then, he and Xue Xiude could compete with each other for the position of director. At that time, Yu Qiuhua thought that he would lose. Because Xue Xiude was still a student of an academician no matter what, and at least he had the relationship of master and disciple.
But who knew that at the critical moment, Mr. Zeng was helping the younger Liu Yiping, directly leaving the older Xue Xiude.
Xue Xiude was very angry, and Yu Qiuhua was surprised and became the director.
I can almost guess that the next director position must be Xue Xiude. In fact, I am also very curious about what Xue Xiude is doing now.
Is there a chance that he will be re-elected? Is there a possibility that Mr. Zeng still doesn’t pay attention to Xue Xiude?
Previously, Zeng Diwei had demolished Mao Yuxuan in order to squeeze Zhou Cheng in. This incident made Yu Qiuhua happy for several nights. However, in recent days, Yu Qiuhua felt that Mr. Zeng might have arranged Zhou Cheng's
I came here to provide information to Xue Xiude, not to kill an acquaintance.
Coupled with the gossip he heard from Cao Lin, Yu Qiuhua still refused to give up, so he could only come to inquire.
However, Zhou Cheng has not yet revealed his horoscope, and no matter how defiant he is, he is still a young man. Even if he is a pervert like that in the orthopedic department, time has still locked him up. His lack of qualifications and accumulation are his biggest shortcomings.
Xue Xiude hurriedly said: "Director Yu, you are joking. Of course I will not be hostile to you. I have never thought that what you did, Professor Yu, is anything excessive."
"I don't know if Director Yu is here to ask for anything else besides the surgical recording equipment. If not, I will go back. My son will go home for dinner today." Xue Xiude casually found an excuse to excuse himself.
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He had no reason to hate Yu Qiuhua. Yu Qiuhua didn't use any tricks at the beginning. The reason why he didn't fight was because Mr. Zeng didn't help. Of course, Xue Xiude didn't hate Mr. Zeng either.
He is just a loser in the teacher's sect.
However, not hating does not mean not being vigilant.
However, Xue Xiude is also a professor himself, and his vision is not incapable of distinguishing good from bad. Nor is it without patterns.
Compared with opening a new subspecialty, the director of any ward or department is of no use.
Labor and management would rather not be the chief director of orthopedics for the rest of their lives, or even be not academicians. I also want to compete for the position of one of the founders of minimally invasive surgery.
The position of director is just temporary fame and temporary profit.
It may not be beneficial to open up a new subspecialty, but if this name lasts for hundreds of years, let alone eternity, it should not be a problem!
Which one is more important and which one is less important? Xue Xiude figured it out.
Yu Qiuhua can do whatever he wants. I don’t have to be the next ward director. You can do whatever you want. Don’t go too far. If you go too far, I’m not someone you can turn to. I will let Mr. Zeng end up.
Clear the way.
Yu Qiuhua was a little disappointed because he didn't hear what he wanted to hear. But the reason Xue Xiude gave him made it difficult for him to bother him again.
He said: "It turns out that Xiao Yuan is coming back. I haven't seen this kid for a long time. We will have a chance to have dinner together in two days."
"Okay, thank you, Director Yu, for your concern. I will make arrangements when the time comes." Xue Xiude couldn't refuse this request. Even after he was no longer in the department, his personal relationship was still there.
Now Xue Xiude has become more free and easy, and will downplay many of the superficial struggles for fame and fortune, but he cannot shake the fundamentals.
"Then we'll call you then."
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A few days later.
After Yu Qiuhua completed the ward inspection, he called Cao Lin into his office and asked, "Have you seen what Professor Xue and the others are doing over there?"
"It's just normal fractures and infections, nothing special." Cao Lin said everything he saw.
In the operating room, this is the day's surgical schedule. Everyone can see it, and everyone can see it in the morning shift.
Even so, Yu Qiuhua was still curious about what Xue Xiude and that Xiao Zhou were doing in private?
Why is Xue Xiude so concerned about authorizing Zhou Cheng to create new techniques? If we figure it out now and get in early to participate, it will still be too late.
If it is true that before the new technique is authorized, everyone has not entered the venue, then everyone will know that this matter has nothing to do with Yu Qiuhua, and if it is forced to have anything to do with him, it can only be because he is a sick person.
District director.
Xue Xiude refused to speak, and Cao Lin couldn't find out anything from Mao Yuxuan, and there was no news.
This left Yu Qiuhua at his wits' end. After thinking for a while, he sighed: "Since there is nothing special, let's not read it. Everyone has his or her destiny."
"When Zhou Cheng wanted to come to the third ward of our Department of Orthopedics, I was afraid that he would affect you, so I refused. At this time, worrying about gains and losses is no longer important."
After Yu Qiuhua thought about it carefully for a while, he said again: "Don't think about what others are doing. Let's do our own thing. Organize everyone and hold a group meeting today."
Cao Lin thought this was right. After all, Professor Yu, you are the director of the ward. Why are you wondering what a professor who leads a team does?
Because Cao Lin felt that a simple fracture reduction technique was not a big deal.
"Okay, teacher, there are no surgeries in our group today. You can go and take a rest. Professor Zheng will take us through the ward rounds." The Professor Zheng that Cao Lin was talking about was the associate professor in the group.
"Well, there shouldn't be any special cases in the group recently, so I won't read it." Yu Qiuhua didn't say much.
After Cao Lin left, Yu Qiuhua just smiled casually. He was just a little curious about what Xue Xiude would do to compete for the director position next year.
He wanted to see who was more prepared, his own preparations or Xue Xiude's. Whether his preparations for the coming year could surpass Xue Xiude's, who had the support of Academician Zeng.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems that it doesn't matter what the result is.
Even if Xue Xiude becomes the ward director, what he gets are rights. What he should do is still done by himself, and other things have not changed much.
Although the financial power in the department seems to be in the hands of the director, in fact, he does not dare to tamper with it casually. At most, it is only fine-tuning. Otherwise, once a group appears and leaves from top to bottom.
It would be very troublesome for the ward director, and no one would do such a thing.
only.
What Yu Qiuhua envied Xue Xiude was that Xue Xiude's teacher was Zeng Diwei. Now, Zeng Diwei had not helped Xue Xiude before. When Xue Xiude is nominated as an academician, Zeng Diwei will definitely spare no effort.
At that time, competition was actually the most important thing. Now these are all trivial matters.
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Yu Qiuhua had only been sitting in the office for a while when he heard a knock on the door.
Yu Qiuhua shouted and came in, and then he saw the tall and thin Xue Xiude who pushed open the door.
Seeing the person coming, Yu Qiuhua was stunned for almost two-thirds of a second, then immediately stood up and said proactively: "Old Xue, if you need anything, you can call me directly."
The department has the director's office, senior professional title office and ordinary office.
Usually only Yu Qiuhua is in the director's office. Xue Xiude and other senior officials will occasionally come in when they are dealing with private matters. At other times, professors and deputy senior officials are in the senior professional titles office.
However, Yu Qiuhua's politeness was not greeted by Xue Xiude's.
It was a bomb from Xue Xiude. Xue Xiude licked his smile and moved the video equipment over to him, and said: "Director Yu, last time you told me that you needed surgical recording equipment, I went
Asked about it."
"It just so happened that it has arrived today, so I will return your machine to you intact without occupying your memory."
"Look."
Xue Xiude's words did not occupy the memory, which made Yu Qiuhua's heart freeze. Xue Xiude had already made preparations, and had already deleted the recorded surgery video at this time.
And he also specially bought another surgical recording equipment. What is this for?
Don’t like having too much money and want to burn it for fun?
Yu Qiuhua didn't dare to tell Xue Xiude how to do things. He was a serious professor with a high professional title, and he led the team. Some of the teachers above him were academicians. What's wrong with others spending money on it? Not to mention it was a surgical recording instrument, but they were spending money to build a surgery.
Yu Qiuhua couldn't care less about playing in the room.
Yu Qiuhua took the instrument casually, put it down casually, and said with a sincere look: "Professor Xue, for this kind of thing, you should go there personally and let Cao Lin and Mao Yuxuan directly connect it."
At this time, this instrument is really not expensive.
Xue Xiude did not say anything. The reason why he came to deliver it in person was because Mao Yuxuan personally requested it. He no longer wanted to meet Cao Lin because he was afraid that he would not be able to suppress it and would not be able to erase the human relationship.
"Isn't this Mao Yuxuan's irritable and unsteady temper? I'm afraid something might happen to him when he comes to deliver it, so I might as well deliver it myself."
"Director Yu, you must check carefully to ensure that the equipment is not broken, or to see if any of your previous data has been lost. It is best to debug it as soon as possible." Xue Xiude said very cautiously.
Although Yu Qiuhua's character is trustworthy, he still has to say some ugly things first, otherwise it would be unclear what Yu Qiuhua said later about him losing something or information.
Now I need to check Yu Qiuhua face to face.
Yu Qiuhua said no, but Xue Xiude still insisted on checking, so the two of them carefully checked the video and the memory card in the device. After receiving confirmation, Xue Xiude left.
However, this time, Xue Xiude's departure made Yu Qiuhua smell something unnatural.
Xue Xiude's sudden visit this time is too vigilant. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
However, Yu Qiuhua had no idea what Xue Xiude was planning.
This made Yu Qiuhua panic, but he didn't know whether he should panic or not, it was a bit unnatural.
After thinking about it for a while, I still think that I should stay calm and not be fooled by the surface, nor should I be suspicious...
The agreed date for the authorization of the new surgical procedure is getting closer and closer.
Yu Qiuhua also asked people around him whether there was any medicine in Xue Xiude's gourd, but the answer he got was that everyone was asking him.
After all, Yu Qiuhua is now Xue Xiude’s director. You don’t even know what he is doing, but we know Jibo?
Moreover, Yu Qiuhua had to take the lead in authorizing Zhou Cheng's new technique as the director and invite influential colleagues. Otherwise, it would be difficult for a single professor to do it.
Yu Qiuhua could only feel the pain and could not tell the truth. Instead of being recognized, he was misunderstood because he told the truth because he was unwilling to tell the truth.
He is from the Ninth Hospital and from your trauma surgery department. How could you, Yu Qiuhua, not know that?
But Yu Qiuhua really doesn’t know.
As for why, others will not care about what happened in the Ninth Hospital when Yu Qiuhua and Professor Xue Xiude competed for the ward director.
Of course, no matter what, no matter how strong Zhou Cheng is.
Since Professor Xue Xiude, Professor Yu Qiuhua, and Professor Yu Qiuhua, as the deputy chairman of the Magic City Trauma Surgery Group, strongly recommended Zhou Cheng, and also sincerely sent Zhou Cheng’s previous surgical recording video.
The people who were invited were still very considerate and willing to come on the spot to give Zhou Cheng a chance. As for the video of the surgery.
You don't have to watch it. After all, two professors can't drag a child who can't even watch the surgery video out to embarrass him. Even if the young man is shameless, the old guy still needs the most basic skin.
The authorization for the surgery was scheduled for next month, March 2.
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When this day came back to Zhou Cheng, Zhou Cheng breathed a long sigh of relief. To be honest, he was really worried that someone had deliberately killed the video he had posted.
For this reason, he even went to read a lot of related routine novels to see what kind of accidents would happen, and if he could learn from the countermeasures contained therein.
But the reality is that it is easier to enjoy the shade against a big tree.
Not to mention Mr. Zeng, but Professor Xue Xiude, with the strong support, these procedures are quite easy to follow. It can be imagined that if Mr. Gui, his cheap teacher, comes forward personally to smooth things out for him, it will definitely be easier.
Of course, Zhou Cheng will not move the project to Kyoto for a short period of time. First, he does not have so much energy. Second, An Ruodu has chased him from Shashi to Magic City. No matter what, Zhou Cheng must spend more time in Kyoto.
Stay in Magic City for a while.
An Ruo's burn has already healed after more than ten days of recuperation.
Moreover, An Ruo has become more and more interested in topics recently, so she has a better understanding of the topics Zhou Cheng is currently working on. She has not thought about it, but simply wants to help and gain hands-on experience.
An Ruo herself said that there is no need to write her name in this project, but her experience and experience in participating in the whole process will allow her to gain more in the future.
I have become more confident and can see the essence clearly. The learning process and the experience of clinical topics emerging in a new subspecialty are irreplaceable.
Zhou Chengcheng was convinced by her.
"An Ruo, the date for clinical authorization has been set, it is March 2. It is less than a week away. Can you get the authorization for anesthesia? I feel it may be a little difficult."
"How about you stop fighting for this?" Zhou Cheng sent a message to An Ruo.
An Ruo had promised Zhou Cheng before that if possible, she would provide anesthesia for Zhou Cheng when authorizing the new surgery.
However, according to the budget, this time should be in April, which is not that easy.
After all, the recording of the surgery was scheduled to be completed in mid-March as expected. However, for some unknown reason, Professor Xue Xiude and others convinced the team to advance the authorization time for the new surgery.
When An Ruo saw the message, he was on his way from the resuscitation room to the pre-anesthesia room.
In the past, in order to give herself a chance to get started with the operation, she had applied to be transferred to the resuscitation room, which is the most painful and tiring place. She specializes in handling some anesthesia patients who are difficult to handle after anesthesia, which is a dirty and tiring job.
And it’s thankless.
However, although the resuscitation room is tiring, it is very training and it can also reflect a person's abilities. From the beginning of being a follower, An Ruo quickly grew into a little expert in operations, and she was well-known for taking charge of the overall anesthesia in the resuscitation room.
Favored by a professor in the department.
After taking An Ruo away from the previous teacher.
No, I'm going to take Anruo to the pre-anaesthesia room.
The pre-anesthesia room is a kind of quick surgery where uncomplicated patients are anesthetized before the surgical turnaround. It is set up to speed up the surgical turnaround.
An Ruo replied: "Senior Brother Zhou, I am on my way to the pre-anaesthesia room now."
"I think I can fight for it. My current instructor is the deputy director of the Department of Anesthesia. It may be difficult to arrange other arrangements. It will definitely be no problem to let me be the anesthetist for your operation."
An Ruo replied.
Then she became even more motivated. She just had poor qualifications and was definitely not lazy.
Now Anruo, although she has not become as cheerful as someone with social anxiety disorder, she is a little more cheerful and confident. When she meets many people, she can greet them very naturally.
It's not like the time when I first arrived, when I felt like I was being pressed to the ground and rubbed, and I was so scared that I couldn't see the light of day.
Moreover, the more in-depth the study, the more An Ruo realized that the gap between anesthesiologists and anesthetists is really big.
Although the professor she is following now is only the deputy director of the anesthesiology department, he has a good reputation. I heard that there are many dangerous patients who had half their lives taken away by the King of Hell, but he snatched them back.
The lowest one, who suffered from massive bleeding and had blood pressure as low as 60/30mmHg, was also snatched back by him. The operation at that time was completely his personal show.
It's just that, so far, An Ruo has not encountered such a situation.
According to the current teaching professor, if a patient is put into such a risky situation, the anesthesiologist must be 60% responsible for the oversight.
Anruo's learning atmosphere has been very high and strong recently.
The professor was also very willing to teach, especially after he found out that An Ruo was only a graduate student now, and that the master's tutor who was teaching did not have the qualifications to be a doctoral supervisor, his enthusiasm became even higher.
"Come, An Ruo, come here and take a look at this patient's electrocardiogram..." His eyes were as bright as if a jade carver had seen fine jade.
"Okay, teacher." An Ruo quickly turned around to look, then narrowed her beautiful eyes for a moment, and searched for this special electrocardiogram from her knowledge reserve.
Then the dark pupils in the tadpole shape opened slightly, and his voice was stunned: "Teacher, what is this?"
Just stand up.
But the professor who was teaching him suppressed it: "It's okay, this is just a U wave caused by hyperkalemia."
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Hyperkalemia can kill people in a short period of time, teacher.
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Finally, after finishing her day's work in the pre-anesthesia room, Anruo felt that her arm was almost useless and she was rubbing circles at the door.
An Ruo's teaching professor looked at this scene with heartache and relief: "Knead more to avoid excessive accumulation of lactic acid, which will affect tomorrow's anesthesia operation."
General anesthesia requires intubation, and neuraxial anesthesia requires entering the spinal canal space. These are mistakes that cannot be made. If the hands are too stiff, accidents may easily occur.
But the Xiao Nizi in front of me is really a ruthless person. Today, in order to test An Ruo's bottom line, he took on almost one-third of the pre-anaesthesia tasks in the department, a total of twenty-four.
An Ruo finished twenty-one by herself, and she didn't know how tired she was.
Just like a goldfish stretching itself to death, An Ruo may tire herself to death. But she doesn't seem to be very pampered.
Now you know your hands are sore?
"Teacher, it's okay. I think it's okay. It will definitely not affect tomorrow's operation." An Ruo was doing breast expansion exercises. Although she was very tired, she was in a beautiful mood.
She was very panicked when she was sitting on the bench, and compared to sitting on the bench, the feeling of being tired was a kind of enjoyment.
What's more, my current qualifications are already so good. If I don't make good use of them and learn more, wouldn't I be living up to the qualifications I already have?
Furthermore, my current qualifications and level are far behind his, so I will have to spend more time.
An Ruo has her own plans.
Therefore, she has not yet made her request to her teacher.
Seeing An Ruo's smile, a smile that came from the heart, enjoying learning, enjoying exhaustion, and enjoying academics, the professor's heart was really touched.
I couldn't help but touch An Ruo's head, with a feeling of endearment.
It's just that his height is about the same as An Ruo's, which looks quite funny.
Then he felt it wasn't quite appropriate and stopped what he was doing: "Go back and have a rest. Eat more at night. Don't follow other people's weight loss methods. You look like a monkey."
An Ruo immediately replied: "Teacher, I am fat."
"I have gained more than 1 pound since I came to Shanghai. I used to be 101.11, but now I am 102.25!"
An Ruo is extremely sensitive to her weight because she actually likes to eat.
However, An Ruo immediately encountered rebuttal: "Are you still fat? Your current BMI is about 17.2. You are too thin. Your height, 110 to 120, is a healthy weight."
Just as An Ruo was about to say something, his teacher added: "Like my girl, if her BMI is less than 18, I will just start fighting, and I won't care about anything else."
When An Ruo heard this, she didn't dare to say anything more, she just secretly stuck out her tongue playfully.
Then after bidding farewell to his teacher, he sent a voice reply to Zhou Cheng: "Senior Brother Zhou, the mandarin duck pot, hot pot base and mutton rolls I bought have all been delivered."
"Let's cook hot pot."
An Ruo invited Zhou Cheng to cook hot pot together a few days ago. Zhou Cheng originally planned to suggest that it would be more convenient to eat out, but An Ruo felt that eating at home would actually save more time.
Because she still has to spare more time to read, the pleasure and gain that reading brings her now are a hundred times, a thousand times, or even more than before.
Well, because what An Ruo didn't tell Zhou Cheng was that she secretly hired an aunt to help her cook. At other times, she spent more time reading and studying.
I guess the hot pot will have already been cooked when I get back by now.
Zhou Cheng was just designing simulation ideas at the moment, because he hadn't simulated the basic anatomy model yet. What the hell was it? Up to now, it was still in an undefined state.
After seeing An Ruo's reply, Zhou Cheng hesitated for a while and then said, "Okay, then I'll go buy groceries first."
Zhou Cheng really couldn't understand An Ruo's thinking. It was obvious that eating out was more convenient and convenient without wasting time. He didn't know what An Ruo was thinking.
On the contrary, Zhou Cheng liked An Ruo's changes very much.
After An Ruo's qualifications improved, she didn't show off to anyone. She just studied silently. It seemed that she spent more time studying. Occasionally, Zhou Cheng would see her in the early morning when he was waiting for simulation opportunities.
The light over there is still on.
Well, Zhou Cheng accidentally discovered that the window of the study room of the house where An Ruo lived was exactly opposite his bedroom.
But Anruo's reply to him was that he went to bed at eleven o'clock every day.
This is a liar.
And another detail is that the lights in An Ruo's study will go out at 10:30 every day, and then light up on time at 11:40. As for when they will stay on, Zhou Cheng doesn't know.
He didn't go to bed with An Ruo, but he met An Ruo occasionally in the operating room recently and saw that she was in pretty good condition. So he didn't say anything, but Zhou Cheng planned to talk to An Ruo today.
Why do people die suddenly due to overwork?
That's the truth.
"I've already bought it, Senior Brother Zhou, just come over later."
"I'm still processing it now." An Ruo hadn't arrived home yet, so she told a little lie. After leaving the operating room, she went straight to the underground parking lot, found her car, and drove directly back to the hospital.
The parking lot under the floor of your community.
It only takes ten minutes!
When Zhou Cheng came to An Ruo's home and saw the dishes of mandarin duck pot and hot pot on the table, he was immediately surprised and said, "An Ruo, you just brought back the bottom of the pot from the hot pot restaurant.
Bar?"
"These hot pot bases are all flown directly from the mountain city and are fried freshly. We have specially hired talents to find them. They are not the kind of hot pot bases that come from a chain."
"Then, these beef and mutton are also flown in. One batch is sent every day. If you go early, it will be very fresh. There are many such markets in Modu. My brother and the others bought them for me." An Ruo introduced them one by one, smiling.
Very happy.
Now she is really happy, cheerful and much more confident than before.
"Then I really made a profit today."
"Try the bottom of this pot first. How is the quality of the meat?" An Ruo spread out a pair of serving chopsticks and said, "I haven't eaten hot pot for a long, long time."
Beef and mutton can be eaten after being boiled for a while, but Zhou Cheng and An Ruo are both medical students, so they will cook it for at least half a minute. Although it will affect the taste, it is at least safe and healthy.
After eating it, Zhou Chengcheng felt that the bottom of Shancheng's pot would have a spicy feeling, and the flavor of Sichuan peppercorns and chili peppers would explode. It was a real enjoyment.
Zhou Cheng himself has never been to Shancheng, and feels that the taste is more authentic than the hot pots he has eaten in Hunan Province and Shanghai.
He nodded, smiled and said, "I think eating like this will whet my appetite."
Then he ordered a plate of meat very honestly.
An Ruo is the one whose appetite has been cultivated for a long time, but she was not too greedy before and is in a good mood recently, so she started to indulge in all this.
Moreover, Anruo doesn't have much resistance to hot pot. No matter what flavor it is, even Chaoshan hot pot is OK to her.
He didn't reply, he just poured a cup of yogurt and prepared a drink for Zhou Cheng, but it wasn't yogurt, but a bottled drink that Zhou Cheng liked to drink when he was on duty, Yaha iced coffee.
In this weather, it’s very cool without ice.
When he was almost half full, Zhou Chengcai ordered some more vegetarian dishes and asked An Ruo: "An Ruo, did you see the message I sent you before? I don't think your instructor meant that."
"Stop working hard. Staying up late at night and staying up all day is not good for your health."
An Ruo was eating meat and was shocked by Zhou Cheng's words. Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, she slowed down and struggled: "I go to bed very early every day."
"I didn't go to bed that early, and I can occasionally see your lights on over there. Although you want to participate in this project, you don't necessarily have to be an anesthesiologist? What's more important is the full details of the project."
"That's what's more important."
As Zhou Cheng spoke, An Ruo looked directly at Zhou Cheng, her eyes a bit determined.
Zhou Cheng took a step back and said: "Okay, okay, I won't advise you, but you can't stay up late anymore. This can be done, whether it is studying or working, if it is paying for your body, it is actually not cost-effective.
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An Ruo pursed her lips and said, "That's not necessarily true. Sometimes, if you can pay for your body, there will be enough rewards, which is quite cost-effective. I'm afraid you won't even get half of the rewards."
This feeling was felt not only by An Ruo, but also by Zhou Cheng himself.
In the past, when he was working in various other industries, when he hoped to change his career through his own efforts, he was working hard.
But it’s useless to work hard. How much is your Zhou Cheng’s life worth to outsiders?
Therefore, Zhou Chenggong gave up the topic of continuing to fight for life with An Ruo, and instead asked: "I heard that you entered the pre-anesthesia room today. I asked the anesthesiologist in our operating room."
"She said that the pre-anaesthesia room is not something that students can just enter casually." Zhou Cheng asked this deliberately, just to give An Ruo a sense of accomplishment and become more confident.
An Ruo chuckled, but the laughter was very light, and she quickly started to answer: "The main reason is that the teacher I teach is very good. He is the deputy director of the Department of Anesthesia, so I can go to a better place."
When An Ruo said this, she still felt guilty secretly.
After all, she has become the person she hated most before, being both assertive and independent. She is obviously very powerful and talented, but she just wants to find an objective reason that is not her own.
Of course, An Ruo now knows that even if she is polite and modest, she is acting like a normal person and should not be proud of her.
An Ruo before, would definitely feel that she is the most annoying person now.
Moreover, Anruo could still remember the humility that went deep into her bones, which naturally gave rise to a feeling of shame and inferiority. This is still the case now, and this habit has not changed.
This is still the case even if the person you are facing is your current self.
…
Zhou Cheng and An Ruo were chatting when suddenly the mobile phone lying flat on the table rang. It was not a ringtone, but a vibration.
Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Cheng answered the call naturally. Because his mouth was oily, he turned it over and changed it to the loudspeaker mode.
"Hello, Brother Xuan." The caller showed up as Mao Yuxuan.
"Xiao Zhou, it's me."
"It's like this. There are quite a few people here who came to me privately and said that they hope to buy the copyright of your previously recorded operation video and use it as a teaching surgery video."
"What do you mean I don't need you to provide a later explanation? I think the bid is pretty good..." Xue Xiude said this.
Zhou Chengcheng noticed that the girl's brow opposite him first subconsciously frowned, and then slowly relaxed.
She is actually a very strong girl at heart, and she has to compare herself with others in everything.
It's also quite real.
Zhou Chengcheng replied: "Professor Xue, please refuse for me first. The quality of these surgical videos recorded this time is not good."
It's because the quality is not good. It's okay to show Zhou Cheng's strength to others, but it's not Zhou Cheng's peak. It's enough for patients, but when it comes to teaching surgical materials, Zhou Cheng feels it's still a little short of the mark.
But Zhou Cheng's words pinched Xue Xiude's neck across from him.
"Ah!~Eh!~"
"Do you think the quality of these surgery videos is not good?" It seemed that he couldn't believe what he heard, so he repeated it.