readx;?“ Xiao Zhou, what are you shouting? Zheng Lao, who had been following Gao Ming in the ward, turned around and roared angrily. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This somewhat gaffe middle-aged man Zhou Xian is his assistant and his student, and now he is also the director of internal medicine of a tertiary hospital in Beijing, this time Zheng Lao accepted Lu Yunsheng's invitation to come to Jiangcheng to treat soldiers with unknown conditions, knowing that this time can be called a luxurious lineup of experts, Zheng Lao specially brought his two proud protégés, on the one hand, he also hopes that they will learn and communicate, on the other hand, it can be regarded as a kind of support in the network.

I knew that this usually extremely stable student would actually stage such a show in the ICU ward, where he had to keep quiet, especially at the critical time when the young man who was getting more and more frightened in his heart was treated.

This really made Mr. Zheng very angry.

"No, it's not, teacher, Zhong Lao, you see, the fever has subsided, the fever has subsided." Zhou Xian, who was already over forty years old, didn't seem to see the anger on the teacher's face, and shouted loudly.

As he spoke, his hands were still trembling, looking like that, if he didn't have reason, this middle-aged man would really have to dance with his hands.

"The fever has subsided?"

Zhou Xian's voice was transmitted outside through the microphone, like a bolt of lightning, splitting the slightly noisy corridor outside the glass curtain wall just now.

Whether it was regret or remorse just now, or a silent mourning for the soldiers with a stretched face, they all focused on Zhou Xian at this moment, and first determined whether he had lost his mind and gone crazy.

"What do you say? Fever subsided? Are you sure you read that right? The two old men were more agile than the other, and the oldest old man Zhong Shan was one position ahead of Zheng Lao, so he ran to the side of bed No. 1 and asked in a loud voice.

"Look, it's a thermometer, and the fever has really gone away." Zhou Xian's voice was a little crying.

Zhou Xian, who has reached middle age, would never have thought that one day he would see a small thermometer change and shed tears, from the beginning of his medical studies to now becoming the chief physician, he has been practicing medicine for more than 20 years. In the past 20 years, he has seen too many life and death, from the initial pity to the final insensitivity, Zhou Xian has long thought that his heart has been tempered as hard as iron by a special profession and years.

In the past two days of guarding ten soldiers, he saw the teacher and a group of gray-haired academicians working tirelessly to formulate treatment plans, if one does not work, they will change another one, and one overnight, they may change to more than ten sets of plans, even if this set of plans is only proposed by a little-known doctor in Jiangcheng, but as long as they think it is feasible, they will definitely try it.

They are all old men over seventy, although they have always been disappointed, but they have not seen anyone retreat. Lu Yunsheng has a lot of energy, and there are as many as five authoritative experts invited this time who can be called the masters of various disciplines in Huaxia, and once the treatment is unsuccessful, it can be said that it will be a huge blow to their reputation.

But these old people have been suffering setbacks, and none of them have opted out. Zhou Xian realized from them something that he had never thought deeply before, they were not just saving lives, they also respected life, and in the face of life, everything became not so important.

Like a phoenix nirvana, Zhou Xian has never been so eager to make his patients better, as if they were his own relatives. But this extravagant hope had always been just a luxury, until the young man walked in, and only twenty minutes later, the extravagant hope became a reality.

Zhou Xian finally forgot his age, like a child who finally saw his parents, and tears welled up in his eyes when he handed the thermometer to the old man Zhongshan.

"37 degrees." Old Man Zhong glanced at the thermometer and said the degree he saw.

Immediately after, his hand rested on the forehead of the soldier, who was already at peace with his brows and was trying to shake his eyelids to wake up, and his lips finally trembled.

"It's falling, it's really falling? Haha, it's down, Lao Zheng, they are saved. Old Man Zhong danced and laughed.

"Boom"

Until the voice of Old Man Zhongshan came out of the ward, there was a bang outside the corridor.

"It's down, it's down."

"They lived."

The doctors were so excited that no matter whose credit it was, the important thing was that their work day and night in the past two days was not in vain, and more importantly, the young soldiers lived.

"It's alive, haha, these little guys can live again, okay, it's really good." Old man Hu excitedly hugged the people around him to vent his excitement.

"That's, and I don't see who made it." The person who was hugged looked very tsundere.

"Why are you old fellows?" When Old Man Hu looked at Old Man Jia who was hugging him, he was so frightened that he trembled.

"You take advantage of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu hasn't even asked you to charge yet, you shake a yarn." Old man Jia gave a big roll of his eyes.

"It's no problem to charge, hehe, Lao Jia, we've been old buddies for many years, let's have a meal together in the evening? I'm in for a treat. Old Man Hu rolled his eyes, didn't let go of his arm, and said with a smile.

The smile was still a little flattering.

"Hehe, you want to bribe me through the back door, aren't you afraid of my little uncle's divine palm?" Old Man Jia broke off Old Man Hu's enthusiastic arms with some "disgust", and said with a sneer.

"Don't, as long as your uncle, no, our uncle can come to eat together, if you come to the palm of the gods, I can carry the nine yin white bone claws." Old man Hu "shamelessly" exposed his ambitions.

He really had Gao Ming's idea. With this hand acupuncture, if Gao Ming can go to his hospital, it will definitely be a super trump card.

Shameless, shameless, this old man is so undisciplined, "Uncle We" have all popped up, you don't look at other people's young people in their twenties, when your grandson is too young, okay? But can you bring us with you for dinner? A group of white coats looked at the two old men collectively.

After the old man's reminder, everyone began to make their own calculations.

Those who can come here are the mainstays of tertiary hospitals like Yang Runze, and the directors of provincial hospitals like Lao Liu can't get on the table, and they are generally the treasures of the top hospitals in the capital like Mr. Hu, and they are more effective than the dean in their respective hospitals.

And who doesn't want to be able to pull a talent like Gao Ming for his own hospital? Not to mention anything else, at least, people can solve a lot of diseases that academicians can't handle, just rush this, that is talent, rare talent.

"You're not ashamed, that's my uncle, and I have a fart relationship with you." Old Man Jia was also shocked by Comrade Hu's undisciplined manipulation.

"Hehe, there is no order in the art high, the master is the teacher, besides, aren't our brothers the same as brothers, yours is mine." Old Man Hu seemed to have completely forgotten what his face was, and said with a hippie smile.

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For a while, Old Man Jia was also made speechless by this shameless old man.

It's just, why do you always think that this is a bit of a problem, as if something is missing?

"Oh, you old bastard, mine is yours too, why don't you say it?"

"Yes, I said, isn't yours mine, you and I are standing at different angles."

"Haha"

Everyone was amused by this second elder who was like talking cross talk.

The heart is let go, and it is so joyful.