Chapter 82: The History of Medical School (Part 2)
In the summer of their sophomore year, Feng Ming and others finally got rid of the shyness and reluctance of the first year of college. One by one, they ran further and further towards the livestock road. Originally, they only had a gathering once a month at the Zhanjun BBQ.
In the summer of their sophomore year, the four of them gathered near the Zhanjun BBQ almost every night. There was no air conditioning in the dormitory, but the 16-degree air-conditioned cold wind at the Zhanjun BBQ was blowing. The cicadas were chirping, and they were served with ice-cold Harbin beer and flowers.
Mao Yiyi. Four sophomore medical students are headed towards fatty liver and will never return.
It was a summer night, and the night temperature in Ningyuan city was as high as 34 degrees Celsius. Even though there was a large lake in the campus, Ningyuan Medical College had turned into a steamer. The willows were wilting, and even the cicadas were chirping.
If there is nothing, get up.
Sun Lien and others were drinking beer one bottle after another. The four of them were drinking and reading about anatomy under the light. The boss Zhan Jun stood aside and glanced twice, and was trembling because of the skull picture above. He
After muttering a few words, he turned around and went back into the house, intending to see if his precious son was asleep.
In the back kitchen of the barbecue stall, Zhan Jun cleared out a small compartment, which was filled with unused tableware. There was a camp bed near the window, and Zhan Jun's eight-year-old son slept on it.
Sun Lien was carrying the structure of the middle cranial fossa on his back when he suddenly heard a shout from the barbecue stall, "Son? Son? Wake up, don't scare me!"
There were only four people from Sun Lien's dormitory left in the entire barbecue stall. They all looked at each other, stood up together, and walked into the house.
As soon as they entered the room, a strong smell of gas hit their faces. The four of them were startled. They held their breath together outside the door and then rushed into the room. They took Zhan Jun, who had fainted, and his son.
Zhan Ping'an moved out together. Sun Lien held his breath and went in and out of the room several times. He was so suffocated that he found the gas valve and turned it off.
Zhan Jun actually didn't inhale much gas, but he was too worried about his son's safety and accidentally inhaled some carbon monoxide. Xiao Ping'an's situation was more difficult. His whole body was twitching as if having a convulsion, his eyes were closed tightly, and his face was flushed.
My body felt horribly hot.
Four people used the electric tricycle that Boss Zhan usually used to transport goods, and rushed the father and son to the Medical College Hospital. Fortunately, they were delivered in time, and both of them were rescued.
Boss Zhan Jun is an honest man. From then on, the barbecue stall will always leave a table for four people, and eight-year-old Xiao Ping'an also has four more godfathers.
After listening to Feng Ming's story, Xu Yourong glanced at Hu Jia, who was bowing his head and saying nothing. He calculated the time. The summer of his sophomore year was about to be his junior year. It was about two and a half years ago. And two years ago, Hu Jia had just finished his studies.
After completing my internship at the Affiliated Hospital of Ningyuan Medical College, I officially joined the Fourth Central Hospital.
"Is it because of this?" she asked in a lowered voice. Sun Lien and Feng Ming were opening beers with their heads down, and she carefully controlled her voice. "He sent a patient for rescue?"
Hu Jia blushed and said in a mosquito-like voice, "Can you not tell me?"
"Then I'll just ask." The shy way Hu Jia lowered her head made Xu Yourong's eyes light up. She smiled and said, "If you're shy, I'll just ask the person involved directly."
Hu Jia suddenly raised her head, "No, no, no... I said..." She glanced at Sun Lien secretly, and after confirming that he was not looking this way, she whispered, "He rushed into the rescue room with the child in his arms.
He vomited all over his body but didn’t even frown. After putting the person on the gurney, he avoided us for fear of rubbing the dirty things on us..."
What Hu Jia said was a bit confusing, but Xu Yourong still understood it.
"I have discernment." She nodded in agreement and looked at Sun Lien, who was pouring beer into his stomach. "I just don't know when this solid wood will open up. Didn't you think of telling me directly?"
Hu Jia shook her head repeatedly and covered her hot face, "How can I say this..."
Although he said he was not panicking, Feng Ming was indeed a little frightened today. From the time Qin Ya was admitted to the hospital in the morning until the pre-operative examination in the afternoon, his heart was hanging in the air with no clue. Until the doctors confirmed that Qin Ya
Ya had indications for surgery, and the transient ischemic attack gradually eased, and she no longer had spontaneous movements. Feng Ming was relieved. The beer he drank now was more like celebrating Qin Ya and himself escaping from the endless hell.
The reward for coming back.
After blowing a whole bottle of Harbin Beer with Sun Lien, Feng Ming burped two heartily without caring about his image. He patted his stomach and said, "It feels so good to be alive!"
Sun Lien also finished his beer, "Hey, I'm going, I can't do it now. I drank one bottle and I felt a little dizzy. I'll take it slow first." The edamame beans placed on the table were put into Sun Lien's mouth one by one.
He chewed edamame and asked with a smile, "Dr. Xu, you didn't go back directly after getting off work at noon? How come you were caught by Hu Jia?"
"I'm recording Chen Wen's case." Xu Yourong ran his fingers through his hair and stuck the hair hanging down on the side of his face behind his ears. Then he picked up an edamame, carefully opened the pod, and ate the green beans.
into his mouth. "I heard from Professor Liu that you are going to publish a paper using this. If you don't follow up on the cases, foreign journals may not accept the submission."
Domestic medical papers are indeed treated differently in international scientific and technological journals, intentionally or unintentionally. Chinese scientific and technological papers always have more detailed case reports, more complete treatment evaluations and information. At the same time, peer review and expert review are required.
The requirements are also more stringent.
Sun Lien smiled and nodded, "That's really troublesome for you."
"It doesn't matter if I bother you a little bit." Xu Yourong said seriously, "I'm just worried that just the two of you, I won't be able to complete this paper well enough."
Sun Lien was stunned, "It's certain that I'm not good enough, but Dr. Xu..."
"I'm just a neurosurgeon." She sighed, "but Chen Wen's condition is more complicated, and it also involves infectious diseases, pediatrics, endocrinology, cardiology, and hematology. I'm not familiar with these things.
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"So complicated?" Feng Ming, who was drinking, was startled. "You can do it, third brother. You specialize in treating difficult and complicated diseases, right?"
Sun Lien kicked Feng Ming angrily, "Speak politely, you are so arrogant." He turned to look at Xu Yourong and asked, "What should I do? Can I ask a doctor from another department?"
"I'm afraid just asking for advice is not enough." Xu Yourong frowned, "I plan to talk to Professor Liu tomorrow and transfer a few doctors from other departments."
Sun Lien waited for the next words, but Xu Yourong stopped talking for a long time. After waiting for a while but couldn't hear the follow-up, Sun Lien asked curiously, "What next?"
"Do you agree?" Xu Yourong asked curiously, "You are the leader of the treatment team. You have to nod first for personnel transfers."
"I agree, I definitely agree." Sun Lien responded repeatedly. Director Liu would definitely not object to poaching people from other departments anyway. "But is there really no problem with doing this?"
"This paper should at least be published in New England." Xu Yourong was full of confidence. "It will definitely be beneficial to other doctors if they have the opportunity to participate."