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Chapter 501 Benign? Malignant?

The schedule of four shifts and three shifts is that the morning shift starts at 8 a.m. and ends at 4 p.m., which is exactly 8 hours. It is generally called the morning shift. The afternoon shift is from 4 p.m. to 12 o'clock at night, which is also called a small shift.

Night shift. The period from 12 o'clock at night to 8 o'clock in the morning is called the night shift, or the big night shift.

Generally speaking, this kind of work system is common in corporate units that work 24 hours a day.

Work for 8 hours and rest for 24 hours. It sounds like there is more free time, but there is basically no rest. Rest can only be obtained by adjusting the rest. Because the work time changes every 24 hours, so for the body's biological clock

, the impact is quite large.

The Central Hospital has also considered this situation, so the emergency center is mainly composed of young people who are not only skilled but also physically fit. Although older people like Director Fang are assigned to the fourth group as team leaders,

But he usually doesn't come during the night shift.

Only day and afternoon shifts will appear.

Today happens to be the afternoon shift.

However, he never showed up. He only came to the emergency center for a tour around dinner time and gave everyone a few words of encouragement.

While he was talking, he even patted Zhou Sheng's shoulder and said: "The emergency center is your young people's world. You must work harder, study more, and make more progress in the future. Dean Cheng also revealed a piece of news to me yesterday,

The leaders of the hospital know that the emergency center is the front line among the front lines. Everyone has little rest time and the work intensity is high. Starting from this month, new subsidies will be added to us."

Director Fang had just finished speaking.

Everyone was in joy.

Especially for people like Bai Mingming, who immediately need to "spend a lot of money" to publicize their future mother-in-law, this is a great break.

As for the subsidy, I don’t have any special feelings about it.

After all, the flying knife and the Zhou family's assets made Zhou Sheng never feel short of money.

After working the afternoon shift for more than two hours, it's time for lunch.

In the first two shifts, Bai Mingming and Zhou Sheng had meals at different times.

Today, Bai Mingming deliberately changed the order of rest with Liu Jing.

While eating, he squeezed in front of Zhou Sheng.

"Dr. Xiao Zhou, the good news today is one after another. The requirement to start work half an hour in advance has been cancelled, and there are more subsidies this month..." Bai Mingming said.

"Isn't this great? It proves that our emergency center is booming and is getting on the right track," Zhou Sheng said.

"That's right, and my housekeeper's attitude towards you has changed today. He even took the initiative to pat you on the shoulder. I think it was your kidney repair surgery yesterday and his diagnosis of epileptic seizures that calmed him down."

"Really? I didn't care at all. There was no conflict between us originally. If there were any, it would be..." Zhou Sheng thought for a while and said with a smile: "Generation gap!"

"Haha. Doctor Xiao Zhou is still good at talking. But Doctor Xiao Zhou, your diagnosis of epilepsy is amazing. Is Chinese medicine so powerful? I never knew before that I could learn from you."

Zhou Sheng felt funny inside.

This person is obviously quite easy to learn. But this cannot be taught. Without a system, no one can learn such a skill.

It would only be possible unless it was an ancient Chinese medicine master like Bian Que.

Looking from a distance, one can tell that Mr. Cai Huan, you are sick! You are in control.

You are sick! It’s in your skin!

You are sick! It’s in your intestines and stomach!

You are sick! You are cured and there is no cure anywhere.

Thinking about it this way, this system might have existed in ancient times.

I have random thoughts on Monday.

"This is difficult. It's not that I won't teach you. This is just a little bit of experience that I have learned from my grandfather since I was a child. I'm afraid you won't be able to learn it in three to five years. If you have this time, you should focus more on the current technology.

It’s more realistic.”

"I understand, I understand. I just said it casually."

The two of them were chatting while eating.

Just when the two of them were halfway through their meal.

An uninvited guest came to the lounge.

This person is none other than Boss Duan who was sent by Zhou Sheng and Bai Mingming yesterday.

Today, he did not wear formal clothes, but wore a loose hospital gown. It seems that he has listened to Zhou Sheng's words and stayed in the hospital.

When he saw Zhou Sheng, he immediately came over with a frown on his face.

Neither Zhou Sheng nor Bai Mingming had a good impression of him.

Bai Mingming immediately said: "Hey, why did you come to the medical lounge? Get out quickly."

Mr. Duan no longer had the prestige he had yesterday. He said with a grimace: "I know, I know, I'll ask Divine Doctor Zhou something. I'll leave right away."

Zhou Sheng said: "What do you want to ask? I will have a consultation soon!"

Mr. Duan glanced at Bai Mingming next to Zhou Sheng, but hesitated to speak.

Zhou Sheng didn't know what this guy was up to, so he said, "This is Dr. Bai from our team. I have a good relationship with him. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

"Hmm." Mr. Duan took out the MRI film from the bag he carried with him, "Doctor Zhou, you expected this. I took the film and the doctor said that there was a 2.8 cm tumor in the brain that was compressing it.

The brain is damaged and requires surgery..."

Zhou Sheng looked at the film, and indeed, there was a very clear shadow in the picture, "You need surgery, your attending doctor is right."

"Divine Doctor Zhou, I asked him several times whether it was benign or malignant, but he told me that I would not know until after the surgery. I am so worried that I can't even eat. Doctor Zhou, can you tell?"

Generally, the first reaction of a patient who gets a tumor is to want to know whether it is benign or malignant. This is human nature.

However, brain tumors, unless discovered early and observed through long-term imaging, are basically benign if they grow slowly and have not obvious symptoms.

But Mr. Duan discovered this very late and without long-term observation, it is really difficult to judge. So it is normal that the doctor did not make a judgment.

Zhou Shengsheng has a system, and of course he knows that the tumor is benign.

But he certainly couldn't say that being able to predict epileptic seizures was already mysterious enough, but being able to tell whether tumors were benign or malignant through his head would cause a lot of trouble.

"I can't tell this either. After surgery, the tumor was removed, and pathological examination can be done to confirm."

"It really takes a few days to find out..."

"There is no other way. By the way, don't keep calling me the miracle doctor." Zhou Sheng said.

"Thank you." Mr. Duan didn't get the answer he wanted, and his spirit became even more depressed.

On Monday, I had another heart attack. "It's okay. It's time to eat. Benign brain tumors are common."

Mr. Duan's eyes looked hopeful again...

He fumbled and took out two bulging red envelopes from his bag and said, "I'm sorry for delaying your work. This is some consultation fee."

Zhou Shengsheng and Bai Mingming looked at each other.

Those two red envelopes are bulging, and it’s not a small amount at first glance…


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