The two little nurses looked at Sheng Qingyun with a serious face, and a thought inexplicably rose: Maybe he can really cure liver cancer!

Then Sheng Qingyun stayed at the nurse's desk and chatted with the little nurses, and after the two hours in the morning, the work of the little nurses was much easier.

As soon as the lively little nurses were idle, they all began to interrogate Sheng Qingyun, and all kinds of questions were full of tricks, so that Sheng Qingyun had to run away again, in exchange for a burst of crisp laughter from the little nurses.

However, there are still gains, I basically understand the situation of the thoracic surgery, and I also know that the director of thoracic surgery usually does not appear in the thoracic surgery, and the main work of the thoracic surgery department is in charge of Gu Jiang, the deputy director. For Gu Jiang, the deputy director, the nurses and doctors are very admired, except for work, usually there is no arrogance, often laugh with the nurses, everyone dares to tell him a few jokes, but when he is serious, there is still a little infiltration, at that time no one dares to laugh in front of him.

Sheng Qingyun, who hid in Gu Jiang's office, looked at the human anatomy diagram hanging on the wall boredly, wanting to find the meridians and acupoints from above, but there was nothing unusual in those places where there should have been meridians and acupoints. Acupuncture points no longer exist in human anatomy, and it is no wonder that modern Western medicine does not recognize the scientific nature of Chinese medicine.

It didn't take long for noon, Sheng Qingyun was about to go out and get some food for lunch, but Gu Jiang pushed the door in, saw Sheng Qingyun, and said: "You are here, I don't need to look for you, go, go to our hospital canteen, let you taste the food in our canteen." As he spoke, he put down the things in his hand and told Sheng Qingyun to leave quickly.

Sheng Qingyun walked to Gu Jiang's side and asked, "Is the operation done?"

"It's done, and this morning there was a minor operation, gallstones. The patient was in good health, and there was no accident in the surgical process, which was completed early, and he went to the internal medicine department to participate in a consultation. ”

Going downstairs from the exclusive elevator, Sheng Qingyun followed Gu Jiang a few times into the hospital staff canteen, and the doctors and nurses he met along the way all greeted Gu Jiang, but Sheng Qingyun, a small follower, was ignored.

Gu Jiang used his meal card to type two meals, and the two sat down in a corner and began to eat.

The food is really good, quite in line with Sheng Qingyun's taste, and with this time to eat, Sheng Qingyun told Meng Xingguo about it.

Gu Jiang had been listening to Sheng Qingyun quietly, and when Sheng Qingyun finished speaking, he said seriously: "Xiao Sheng, how sure are you?"

"Uncle Gu, I can only say that I am not absolutely sure now, and I only took the pulse in the morning and did not do further examinations, but I also feel that Old Man Meng is full of vitality and hope. I didn't make a move, I just wanted to hear your opinion, Uncle Gu!" Sheng Qingyun also said with a serious face.

Gu Jiang pondered for a moment, looked up at Sheng Qingyun's eyes, and said solemnly: "I will hand over the operation in the afternoon to someone else to do, I will accompany you to give Old Man Meng a good examination, and then report to you the light film that was checked before, although you do it, I will bear it for you, and if you need anything, just tell me!"

Sheng Qingyun was a little moved in his heart, moved by Gu Jiang's trust, and solemnly promised: "Thank you, Uncle Gu!

After listening to Sheng Qingyun's words, Gu Jiang, who had been eating and chewing slowly, immediately became gobbled up, and there was no longer the slightest sense of elegance.

The two quickly ate a good meal and went out of the cafeteria, Gu Jiang asked Sheng Qingyun to go back first, he was going to arrange the work for the afternoon, after all, because of him, the work had to be adjusted.

At noon, the inpatient department will be full of people, delivering meals, and taking time to visit patients, all of which are comparable to the train station during the Spring Festival, Sheng Qingyun didn't squeeze the elevator, as for the special elevator used by medical staff, Sheng Qingyun himself doesn't have that power, he is now a soy sauce player, not a hospital person, Gu Jiang also forgot to get him a pass card or something. You Ya You turned into the stairwell, slowly walked up to the first floor, and ate after cooking.

When he transferred to the thoracic surgery department on the twenty-eighth floor, he saw that Gu Jiang had not yet arrived, so he walked to the nurse's desk, and when he saw that Ouyang Xiaomei was alone at the nurse's desk, he walked over and leaned against the table: "Xiaomei, didn't you go to eat?"

Ouyang Xiaomei, who was writing something on the desk, heard the voice, looked up, and showed a smiling face: "It's Brother Sheng, I'm on duty, Xiaoke will bring it to me later!"

"Oh, what are you writing?" Sheng Qingyun craned his neck to see what Ouyang Xiaomei had written.

Ouyang Xiaomei pushed the notebook in front of Sheng Qingyun's eyes: "I'm copying the medical case." ”

Sheng Qingyun liked the neat and tidy words on the notebook a little, but when he looked at the symbols again, he was dumbfounded by the strings of formulas, and had to retract his neck: "What are you doing copying these medical cases, nurses shouldn't have to copy medical cases, right?" Sheng Qingyun's eyes showed some curiosity.

"It's me who wants to learn more!" Ouyang Xiaomei showed a look of embarrassment on her face, and then her eyes lit up, "Brother Sheng, can you teach me?"

Sheng Qingyun was suddenly embarrassed, and said busily: "I don't understand these at all, what can I teach you?"

"Hmph, forget if you don't teach, you don't understand anything to prevaricate me!" He rolled his eyes at Sheng Qingyun, wrinkled his nose, buried his head and copied his medical case, not bothering to pay attention to Sheng Qingyun standing next to him.

Sheng Qingyun touched his head wryly, and returned to Gujiang's office boringly......

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Gu Jiang came, and as soon as he entered the office, he handed a stack of medical records and light films to Sheng Qingyun: "This is the examination report and treatment record of Old Man Meng, can you see if it helps?"

Sheng Qingyun flipped through it, couldn't understand it, so he threw it on the table: "I can't understand these, I'll just go and check Old Man Meng directly." ”

Gu Jiang saw Sheng Qingyun throw away the medical records, and he was also a little helpless, so he asked, "How to check and what equipment do you need?"

"No, I have them all. As he spoke, he revealed the bracers on his wrists, and there were rows of silver needles on the bracers, including sterling silver needles and medical stainless steel silver needles, which were inserted on both sides of the wristbands.

Before leaving, Sheng Qingyun seemed to think of something, turned around and took out his backpack from the cabinet against the wall, opened it, took out a porcelain bottle from the backpack, and stuffed the backpack into the cabinet, and then walked out of the door with Gu Jiang.

Gu Jiang asked curiously as he walked, "What are you taking?"

Sheng Qingyun threw out a sentence lightly: "Liver protection pills, cure liver disease!"