Chapter 377: In the Breakfast Shop
I laugh. Hao Junqi smiled happily after realizing it. It was a very relaxed smile, without concealment, without concern. I guess Hao Junqi hasn't smiled so relaxed for a long time.
"Cheng Wei, are your injuries okay?" I asked Cheng Wei.
"What's the matter with this little injury?" Cheng Wei said.
"I forgot to tell you, brother, Cheng Viagra really got those little gangsters done." Hao Junqi said.
"I said he could do it. You see he looks proud. I said.
"Am I still proud? However, you didn't see the scene just now, those little gangsters called our eldest brother and sister-in-law, with a look of sincere fear on their faces, and they also bought me supplements. You see. Cheng Wei pointed to a box on the ground.
"They compensated me for everything they took from me." Hao Junqi said happily.
"That's good. Dare to love Cheng Wei, you came to Junqi early in the morning just to show off. "I gave Cheng Wei a look.
"Of course, you think I came to Junqi for breakfast?" Cheng Wei said, "Last night, this group of thugs made me lose face in front of Junqi, and I had to save face in front of Junqi." Otherwise, how will it be mixed in the future? ”
"Those who are officials are so vain." I say.
"Vanity is everyone's own." Cheng Wei was not angry at all at my words.
"Those gangsters are all soft and afraid of hard," Hao Junqi said, "arrogant and domineering in front of me, and subservient in front of Cheng Viagra, he is a pug." However, it's nice to think that they will never come to harass me again. ”
Hao Junqi didn't hide her mood at all. She was genuinely happy, and understandably harassed her by the thugs so often.
"By the way, why is my brother here? When I woke up, I picked up my phone and wanted to call you, only to remember that we forgot to exchange calls last night. Hao Junqi said.
"Ah, I'm—" I was literally shaken inside, we woke up to do the same thing, "I forgot to ask you for the number, too." ”
"No wonder the first thing Sister Hao did when she saw me was to ask me for your number," Cheng Wei said, "It's morally wrong, at least greet me first, right?" ”
Hao Junqi's face turned red, and she lowered her head to talk to Hao Jia.
"You're embarrassed about Junqi." I say.
"Just kidding, haven't I finished my sentence yet?" Cheng Wei said, "Emotionally speaking, it's right, after all, you haven't seen each other for 18 years. ”
"I know Brother Cheng Weiwei is joking," Hao Junqi raised her head, "but it stands to reason that I should greet you first, but ......"
"Don't say it, don't say it. Eh, Sister Hao," Cheng Wei said, "I've always felt that something was wrong, and now I realize." ”
"What's wrong?" Hao Junqi asked.
I also looked at Cheng Wei.
"You called me Brother Cheng last night, and today you call me Brother Cheng Viagra," Cheng Wei looked serious, "It shows that our relationship has taken a step further." ”
"Don't stink." I say.
"Oh, brother, don't interrupt. I just feel that this Cheng viagra is so wrong. People don't pay attention, it sounds like Viagra, which is also ......"
I squirt. Cheng Wei wants to be so foreshadowed in order to be funny. Hao Junqi covered her mouth and smiled.
"Remove the surname and call you Viagra, which shows that the relationship is closer." I laughed and teased.
Everyone laughed even more.
"You kid knows how to hurt me," Cheng Wei said, "I mean to make Brother Cheng a stranger, and it's not okay to call Cheng Viagra." It's even worse if it's called Viagra. You can just call me brother, Sister Hao. ”
"That's not going to work." Hao Junqi suddenly became serious.
"Why?"
"Because—my brother has only one." Hao Junqi lowered her voice.
"I see. OK, then you can call me Brother Cheng. Cheng Wei gave himself a round.
At this time, the waiter brought a bowl of steak noodles. Hao Junqi and I reached out at the same time, and then withdrew our hands at the same time.
"Did you order steak noodles too?" We asked almost at the same time.
"Hey, I said, which play are you playing? Is it all steak noodles ordered? This bowl is, of course, Junqi's. Cheng Wei said.
I pushed the steak noodles in front of Hao Junqi.
"Why don't you eat it first, does my brother also like to eat steak noodles?" Hao Junqi asked.
"I don't particularly like it, but when I saw it here, I ordered it." I'll put it another way.
"Every time I come here, I order steak noodles. I especially like the steak noodles here. "Every time I eat steak noodles, I think of when I was a kid sitting on the back of a cow." Sitting on the back of a cow, we can actually touch the steak. ”
"From the steak powder to the scene of sitting on the back of a cow when I was a child, what kind of association is this?" Cheng Wei took the fat rice noodles sent by the waiter. "Looks like I've got to think of my mother's pigs."
"Brother Cheng is saying I'm far-fetched? That's really what I think about. ”
"Ignore him," I said, "and of course he can't understand that he doesn't have such feelings." ”
The waiter brought me steak powder.
"But it's rare for me to eat," Hao Junqi said as she ate, "because it's rare to eat, so I like to eat it." Sometimes I'm afraid of eating and ...... Why don't you eat it? ”
My heart ached, and my heart soured, "Oh, brother is listening to you." ”
"Your brother listens to you more than eating steak noodles." Cheng Wei interjected.
"Then I won't talk about it."
Next, we ate the noodles in silence. It's not even eight o'clock, and the temperature is already very high. The electric fan overhead gives us a little coolness.
Two people came in for breakfast to meet Cheng Wei and greeted Cheng Wei.
After eating the powder, I broke the silence: "Junqi, because I have a relatively large operation in the morning, I may not have time to eat with you at noon, and we will eat together in the evening." ”
"Brother Cheng has already arranged it before you came."
"That's a lot of speed." I said to Cheng Wei, "Why do you always get first?" ”
"Because I know you. I just told Sister Hao that you are very busy, and you may not be free at noon, you see, you really said it. Cheng Wei said proudly.
"It's the nature of the profession."
"It's okay, brother. We'll see you in the evening, and you can do your surgery with peace of mind. Hao Junqi said.
"Give me Sister Hao at noon." Cheng Wei said.
"Don't throw it away for me."
"Don't worry."
After eating the soup powder, we walked out of the breakfast shop together. I subconsciously took out my phone, only to find that it was still turned off. I hurriedly turned on the machine. The sound of "Dididi" is constant, and it is a call reminder. Jin Limei called me four times, and Jin Rusheng called twice.
Before I could finish reading the text message, Jin Limei's call came in.
"Hey." I say.
"Hey, hey, the operation is about to start, why haven't you been there yet?" Jin Limei said.
"I'll come right over." I turned to Cheng Wei and Hao Junqi, "I'll go to the hospital, what about you?" ”
"I'll send your niece to kindergarten first, and then send Sister Hao to work at the Civil Affairs Bureau." Cheng Wei said.
"No, Brother Cheng, I really don't need to." Hao Junqi waved her hand again and again.
"You just let him send it, anyway, he's idle today." I say.
"My car is already parked there." Cheng Wei said.
That's when I noticed that Cheng Wei's car was parked right next to mine. No, no, it's my car parked next to Cheng Wei's car.
"Then I'm leaving." I got into the car.
Hao Junqi waved at me. I don't know why my heart has become choked again, and I can't tell what it feels like.
I drove to the People's Hospital.
The hospital was full of people. The elevators, the corridors, and the aisles were crowded with people. The nurse hurried down the aisle. I saw Kim Li-mei walk into a hospital room.
It's the busiest time in the hospital.
Jin Rusheng and the doctors had already checked the ward, and when I walked into the office, they were discussing the upcoming surgery to remove a large part of the stomach.
"I'm sorry I'm late." I greet everyone.
"You're just in time." Jin Rusheng said.
"Xiao Zheng, congratulations." Anesthesiologist Dr Goh said.
"Where does the joy come from?" I asked.
"Didn't you say that your long-lost sister was found?"
"We grew up together." I say.
"Wow, it's the teacher's childhood sweetheart." Wang Hao said.
"Okay, colleagues, these congratulatory words are over, and now let's get back to business." Jin Rusheng interrupted everyone's topic.
We then discussed it for a while.
The patient, a middle-aged and elderly man in his fifties, discussed and decided to perform a large gastrectomy based on the fact that he was suffering from a recalcitrant recurrent duodenal ulcer.
I'm the main knife.
The focus of our discussion is on three aspects, one is the estimation of intraoperative damage to adjacent organs, shear knots and bleeding, etc., the second is the quantitative issue, that is, the judgment of the amount of gastrectomy (which we have not discussed because this has to be grasped based on clinical experience), and the third is the determination of the anastomosis size after the selection of the reconstruction method of the gastric resection and gastrointestinal passage (we unanimously decided to choose Billroth II. gastrojejunostomy surgery).
This is one of the major difficulties in the surgical procedure.
According to our clinical experience, if the anastomosis is too large, a series of complications such as dumping syndrome will occur after surgery; If the anastomosis is too small, anastomotic obstruction may occur after surgery, so it is important to know the size of the anastomosis.
The whole operation lasted two and a half hours, and overall it went well.
It's just that during the operation, I had a disagreement with Jin Rusheng on the issue of quantification. Jin Rusheng preferred to cut two-thirds of the stomach, and I finally decided to cut three-quarters of the stomach. I would rather have a patient with gastrointestinal insufficiency, which can lead to malnutrition, or even diarrhea due to granulocytopenia, than that the patient will fail to achieve the purpose of treatment and have a recurrence of the original disease.
This is similar to a case I observed in medical school: the truncation problem of parotid adenoma.
Ai Sadako's father, Dean Ai, asked us to discuss it.
I have been practicing medicine for six years, and of course, perhaps since that observation, I have a belief that if I can do surgery, I will resolutely not leave patients behind.
So, in this operation, Jin Rusheng represents the opinion of the entire surgery, but I still insist on my own opinion.