Sleepless Doctor

"I had a pathology during the operation and said it was cancer. Professor Zhu asked me who I was looking for in the provincial capital. I don’t know who it was. I remembered that the young doctor sent you a WeChat message. Professor Zhu didn’t leave either. Wait for you to wake up."

"Oh oh." Cui Binbin was a little confused, her mind was very dull, and she couldn't think about too much.

But she could hear one thing from her mother's words-the young doctor at Jianxie Hospital's diagnosis was correct!

Cui Binbin was conscious after anesthesia, but he could not think for a long time. She was still confused, the sound of the monitor in her ears, and the loving look of the old father before her, it seemed that everything had gone back to when she was a child.

After a few minutes, Professor Zhu Changhong came to the ward.

"Cui Binbin, is your local hospital called Jianxie Hospital?" Professor Zhu Changhong asked.

Cui Binbin nodded, "Professor Zhu, yes. I forgot to tell you that the doctor at Jianxie Hospital said that a small pathology was to be done during the operation, what is it called freezing."

The words are on the lips, but Cui Binbin can't remember. She was very anxious and wanted to cry. Just now my mother said it was okay, and Cui Binbin seemed to have no brains at all. Her memory has been stagnant at the moment when she buttoned the mask before the operation.

"I heard from your mother that a doctor named Wu from Jianxie Hospital sent you a WeChat message to remind you of what kind of checkups you will do here?"

"Yes."

"Why don't you do it at Jianxie Hospital? That side can't be in the line? Shouldn't it." Professor Zhu Changhong asked.

"No, Dr. Wu said to arrange a preoperative check-up, and then perform surgery on me two days later. I think our local medical level... must be worse than Mordu. Although there is a doctor from Massachusetts, I... "

As Cui Binbin said, he was confused. Zhu Changhong laughed angrily by Cui Binbin, and he said helplessly, "Is it convenient for me to take a look at the WeChat that Mr. Wu sent you?"

"Convenient." Cui Binbin said, and started looking for his mobile phone.

"Binbin, don't move, I'll get it for you." Cui Binbin's mother said quickly.

Fingerprint unlocked the phone and found the WeChat message sent by Wu Mian. Cui Binbin handed the phone to Professor Zhu Changhong.

Up to this moment, her mind was still muddy, and she could only do what Professor Zhu said.

"You said you are too. Teacher Wu is a master of "Diagnostics". I saw him perform a very difficult intestinal obstruction operation. Most surgeons use hemostats, and Teacher Wu uses tweezers. One hand is blunt. Separation is already supernatural." Zhu Changhong chattered, helped his glasses and looked at the message sent by Wu Mian on Cui Binbin's cell phone.

"Huh? Dr. Wu is so good?"

"You locals don't know?" Zhu Changhong asked casually.

"I've heard people say that a Middle Eastern crown prince went to Jianxie Hospital for an operation. But the operation was a heart operation, and I was a little scared...Isn't this an intestinal operation or a heart operation."

After reading the message from Wu Mian, Zhu Changhong sighed.

As expected, Mr. Wu is indeed the author of "Diagnostics", and the diagnosis has been basically clear before the operation. It is not sigmoid colon cancer, and it is highly suspected to be endometriosis. Surgical removal is recommended.

Fortunately, no matter how the diagnosis is made, the final solution to the problem is the same. Zhu Changhong also feels lucky. The endoscopic surgery he performed can be said to be a diagnostic treatment, and there is nothing wrong with it.

However, Zhu Changhong was quite moved by the gap in diagnosis.

"You're right." Zhu Changhong smiled, "Medicine is considered a first-level discipline. It is divided into basic medicine and clinical medicine according to the application direction. Basic medicine is not mentioned. There are many types of clinical medicine. Surgery is just A second-level discipline. When it comes to gastrointestinal surgery, it is a third-level discipline."

Hearing Zhu Changhong talk about these professional things, Cui Binbin was in a daze.

She felt that she was dreaming. What she had had before was a nightmare, but now it is a sweet dream, and she doesn't know which one is true.

"I'm already struggling with only one third-level subject. Teacher Wu...Mr. Wu is proficient in all third-level subjects." Zhu Changhong said.

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"Forget it, tell you what you are doing with this." Zhu Changhong smiled bitterly, "Teacher Wu's WeChat, can you please push it to me? Teacher Wu and I will report the results of the operation."

Cui Binbin hesitated for a few seconds, reacted, and responded to the matter.

That young doctor is so good? Proficient in all three-level subjects? What Professor Zhu meant was...not only gastrointestinal surgery and cardiology surgery, but also urology, hepatobiliary surgery and everything else?

Cui Binbin felt that she was not awake, so she added Zhu Changhong's personal WeChat account and sent him Wu Mian's WeChat business card.

"Professor Zhu, is my illness okay?" Cui Binbin asked again.

"It's endometriosis. Freezing has already given a clear diagnosis during the operation, and I have to wait for the major pathology to come back. It's not that it's 100% okay, but the possibility of problems is extremely small." Zhu Changhong is habitually vague. Explained in the language.

Cui Binbin understood what he meant, it was really endometriosis!

The sigmoid colon cancer that had been bothering her turned into a benign disease, and she was a little confused with joy.

I was really afraid that this was just a dream. After waking up from the dream, I was still lying on the operating table... Thinking of this endless possibility, Cui Binbin shuddered.

"Take a good rest. If it hurts, tell the doctor on duty that you can get a painkiller," said Professor Zhu Changhong.

"Professor Zhu, what should I do next?" Cui Binbin's mother asked.

"Leave the hospital in three days."

"..."

"Minimally invasive surgery, recovery is fast, besides, hundreds of patients are waiting outside." Zhu Changhong said briefly and took his mobile phone out of the ward.

Starting today, I am a doctor with Teacher Wu's WeChat! Zhu Changhong felt a little excited about this.

Mr. Wu does not add his own friends~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhu Changhong knows how many doctors like Mr. Wu's level add friends information every day, which is definitely annoying.

He carefully indicated that he was Cui Binbin's chief surgeon under the column of applying for friends, and he would report to Teacher Wu about the postoperative diagnosis.

He was very polite, but Zhu Changhong was still nervous. He didn't want to call rashly, it would be rude to say that.

But beyond Zhu Changhong's expectation, Wu Mian soon agreed to a friend's application and sent a message.

[Professor Zhu, hello. 】

Zhu Changhong sighed with emotion that Teacher Wu Mianwu's attitude was completely different from the legend. There are rumors that Wu Mian was young and energetic, and he drew his sword without a word. Some even said that he would be unhappy if he didn't call him Mian Shao.

But looking at it now, it seems that there are no signs of being young and frivolous.

[Mr. Wu, hello, hello, I will report to you the results of the patient's surgery. 】

Zhu Changhong responded very kindly.