Dean Li pulled Zhang Kun and hurriedly ran through the corridor.

"Dean Li, I'm in such a hurry, where are you pulling me to? Zhang Kun asked puzzled.

The pace of the two did not pause in the slightest, Dean Li turned around as he walked, and looked at Zhang Kun with a serious face: "What you told me last time, you mainly focus on neurosurgery, you didn't lie to me." ”

What does today's event have to do with this?

Zhang Kun's heart moved, and his face gradually became serious: "That's right, I promise, what I'm best at is definitely neurosurgery." ”

"Whew......!"

Zhang Kun obviously saw Dean Li's expression relieved, and after exhaling a breath, he looked at Zhang Kun and nodded: "That's good, let me ask you, can you do the operation for cerebral hematoma?"

Cerebral hematoma?

Zhang Kun turned his mind around, and then nodded affirmatively: "If you have a cerebral hematoma, no problem, I have a very good grasp of this operation." ”

That's right, Zhang Kun is very sure that there have been no less than ten similar surgeries for cerebral hematoma Ye Nantian before, and all the surgeries have been successful, and none of them have failed.

And Zhang Kun, who has completely inherited Ye Nantian's medical skills, is naturally extremely confident in this.

Dean Li looked at Zhang Kun with a strange expression, and then said slowly: "Okay, it seems that it is indeed only you." ”

After speaking, Dean Li slowly explained his intention for today.

It turned out that a patient with impingement cerebral hematoma was sent to the hospital just now, the patient was in serious condition, his face was red and swollen, his blood pressure was extremely high, he had fallen into a coma, and he could go into shock or even die at any time.

Unfortunately, Deputy Director Xie of the Neurology Department of the hospital had just entered the operating room to perform a craniotomy for a patient with cerebral hemangioma.

As for the director of the neurology department, Tang Guohua, he and the day before yesterday, he had been invited by the central hospital of the next province to go to the neurology department for academic exchanges, and he didn't want to come back within a week.

And Ye Nantian, the former deputy director of the Department of Neurosurgery, well, he has become the soul of Zhang Kun's side.

Therefore, for a while, the entire central hospital could no longer find another doctor who could do neurosurgery.

After the patient was admitted to the hospital, the nurse in the inpatient department immediately reported it, but Deputy Director Xie had already entered the operating room, and Director Tang was in the field.

There is basically no one in the neurology department who can call the shots, so in the end, the head nurse directly reported to Dean Li.

After hearing this, Dean Li was also very anxious.

Cranial nerve disease is extremely sinister, and if you are not careful, you will die.

To put it mildly, if you have a cerebral hematoma, you have signed a contract with the Grim Reaper, and you may report to the Grim Reaper at any time.

However, since you have been sent to the hospital, you must not die in the hospital.

Although it is normal for a hospital to die, any death will bring a more or less stain on the hospital.

As the director of the central hospital, Li Tongxin naturally tried his best to avoid it.

Before finding Zhang Kun, he had searched all the doctors in the hospital who might be able to perform this operation.

It's a pity that they are all other departments, and they usually focus in different directions, and they may have been exposed to neurosurgery before.

But there are not many people who have actually taken over it, and the time is at least several years, or even more than ten years ago.

So they really don't have any confidence in cranial nerve surgery, especially brain hematoma, which can be considered a problem even in cranial nerve surgery.

Dean Li was in a hurry in the neurosurgery department, and the patients had been sent to the operating room, but he had not yet found a doctor who could perform the operation.

Coincidentally, at this time, a nurse next to him muttered in a low voice: "If the doctor was there last time, he would definitely be able to perform this operation." ”

The voice was not loud or small, but it happened to be heard by Dean Li.

Dean Li hurriedly ran to nurse Xiao Li: "Which doctor are you talking about, who else in our hospital can do neurosurgery?"

"It's the same doctor who performed the reduction of the intracranial fracture last time. Xiao Li hurriedly said.

"That doctor, his skills are fast and accurate, his skills are skilled, and his mind is calm, no worse than our Deputy Director Xie, and even, well, maybe a little stronger, if he is there, he will definitely be able to operate on cerebral hematoma. ”

Intracranial fracture reduction surgery? By the way, it's the little guy.

Dean Li immediately remembered the intern doctor he had just recruited into the hospital.

That's right, the last time I looked at the camera, Zhang Kun did perform well during the operation, and even Lao Xie praised him unusually.

Moreover, the guy himself said that his main focus is neurosurgery.

No matter what, let's fight, no matter what, we can't let the patient die on the operating table in vain.

Dead horses should be live horse doctors.

After Dean Li figured it out, he immediately ran towards the outpatient internal medicine department.

After relaying the incident to Zhang Kun, Dean Li looked at Zhang Kun with a serious face: "The patient is a seventy-seven-year-old man who accidentally fell and hit a cerebral hematoma, and his condition is very critical, and he may die at any time. ”

"I don't force you, if you don't feel sure, you can refuse this surgery, after all, you are not a neurosurgeon, and the success rate of this surgery is very low. ”

"The failure of the operation may leave a stain on your resume in the future, and you are still young, and you still have a long way to go in the future, so I don't force it, you think about it. ”

After speaking, Dean Li paused and stared at Zhang Kun seriously.

Zhang Kun sighed softly and lowered his head slightly.

Seeing Zhang Kun's movements, Dean Li's heart tightened. Hey, it's really a bit of a strong man's difficulty, it's just that.

Dean Li can understand Zhang Kun, the risk of surgery is indeed very large, and it is very likely that other doctors will refuse.

Zhang Kun slowly exhaled: "I am a doctor, although I am only an intern, but since I am a doctor now, then I can't be indifferent to the fact that patients are suffering from death. ”

Zhang Kun raised his head and said with a serious face: "Perhaps, the operation will not be successful, and the patient will eventually die, then I will regret it, I will study harder, and move forward not to fail in the future, but I will not regret it." ”

"However, if I knew that there was a patient waiting for me on the operating table, but I did not even dare to do the operation because I was afraid that the operation would not be successful, and I was afraid of leaving any stain, then I would hate myself for the rest of my life, and my conscience would never be troubled. ”

"In that case, am I worthy of being a doctor?"

"No matter how dangerous the condition is, I will not give up even if there is even a glimmer of hope. After speaking, Zhang Kun took a big step and ran towards the neurology department.

Seventy-seven years old, if my grandfather was still alive, he would be so old now.

Then it's okay to call grandpa.

Whew, old man, wait for me, hold on.