An hour later.

"Okay, that's all for today's lecture, if you have any questions about neuraxial analgesia implantation, you can come to anesthesia at any time to find me, thank you."

Zhao Heng looked at the doctors sitting in the local hospitals below and said his closing remarks.

As soon as Zhao Heng's words fell, there was warm applause at the scene, and it was obvious that all the doctors present still recognized Zhao Heng's teaching.

Next, Liu Shangming said a few more words, and he came out of the professor with Zhao Heng and Li Haiyang.

As soon as the three of them left the classroom, the pot exploded inside.

"Too young!"

"Yes, I didn't expect there to be such a young specialist in Dongfang Hospital!"

"Although they are young, their level is high!"

Words like these filled the classroom all at once.

Out of the classroom, Liu Shangming said to Zhao Heng: "Xiao Zhao, you have taught this class very well. As a doctor, not only must we do a good job in surgery and scientific research, but we must also do a good job in this lecture. ”

Obviously, Liu Shangming was very satisfied with Zhao Heng's performance in this class.

"Director, this is just an operation class, if it were anything else, I might not be able to talk about it."

Zhao Heng also said humbly.

In this class, Zhao Heng didn't prepare much, that is, the operation of implanting the neuraxial analgesic device, from preparation to postoperative conditioning, was explained in detail, including what kind of patients he met and what precautions should be taken.

Basically, if the doctor who attends the class encounters operational problems in this area in the future, what Zhao Heng said can be used as an operation guide.

It can be said that what Zhao Heng said is all dry goods.

"Anyone can talk about theory, but there are not many people who can talk about operation so well."

Liu Shangming smiled and said.

If you talk about theory, there are so many textbooks, you can refer to it, make a ppt or something, this is not difficult at all.

But when it comes to practical operation, this must have such a level.

In the simplest terms, to do neuraxial analgesia, encounter patients with high blood pressure, diabetes, and some other rare conditions, how to deal with them, these are all things that are not in the textbooks.

And these things are also the most useful part for the trainee doctors who attend the class.

"Xiao Zhao, you can sort out the content of this class, and the doctors who will study in the future can take a look."

Liu Shangming said again.

"Okay, Director."

As soon as he heard that Liu Shangming had arranged another task for him, Zhao Heng's face was bitter, but he looked at Li Haiyang who was standing beside Liu Shangming again, and immediately thought about it.

When Liu Shangming left, Zhao Heng said to Li Haiyang, who had not left yet: "Doctor Li, I'll leave this matter to you." ”

"Huh? Why did you leave it to me? Didn't the director tell you to do it? ”

Li Haiyang, who was lying on the gun inexplicably, said.

"This is a teaching class in the oncology department, I'll sort out what's going on, besides, didn't you say you wanted to write a paper before?"

Zhao Heng smiled and said.

He found that he couldn't do all the work himself, or he wouldn't be exhausted.

"Ugh.

”

As soon as Zhao Heng said this, Li Haiyang suddenly choked.

Like, that sounds like a little bit of truth?

Li Haiyang couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Dr. Li, I'll leave it to you."

Zhao Heng patted Li Haiyang's shoulder, with a bright smile on his face, and walked briskly.

Only Li Haiyang was left standing in place with a confused face, and he hadn't reacted yet.

Coming out of the oncology department, Zhao Heng looked at the time, it was already five o'clock.

There was still half an hour, and he couldn't finish anything, so Zhao Heng couldn't help but come to the office of Liu Ziang, a brain surgeon.

"Why are you here again?"

Liu Ziang was sitting on the sofa reading periodicals, and when he looked up and saw Zhao Heng coming in, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"It's time to get off work, it's okay to be idle, come and take a stroll and have a cup of coffee by the way."

Zhao Heng smiled, walked to the coffee machine with ease, and made a cup of coffee.

"You don't have anything to go with coffee?"

Sitting on the sofa and taking a sip of coffee, Zhao Heng asked Liu Ziang again.

"You're welcome.

”

Seeing Zhao Heng's rather lazy appearance, Liu Ziang couldn't cry or laugh a little, but he still took out a pack of handmade butter cookies from the drawer under the coffee table and handed it to Zhao Heng.

"Huh? There really is, senior, are you here to go to work or to have afternoon tea? ”

Zhao Heng naturally took the small biscuit, took out a piece, and took a bite, well, crispy and sweet, with coffee, it is a perfect match.

This Liu Ziang is too good at enjoying it!

"I also go to class, and I drink afternoon tea."

Liu Ziang said very leisurely.

He is not a struggler, and his work is a very easy thing for him.

For him, learning is just a hobby.

"Senior, can I ask you a question?"

Zhao Heng suddenly thought of something and asked Liu Ziang.

"Well, you say."

Liu Ziang nodded, very interested in what Zhao Heng would ask.

"What are your plans for the future? Or what kind of goal do you want to achieve in the future? ”

Zhao Heng asked.

It's not so much asking Liu Ziang as asking for advice.

Through the golden finger, Zhao Heng picked up and fused the skills and experience of many doctors, in terms of ability, Zhao Heng is enough, however, what to do in the future, Zhao Heng is still a little unclear.

Now it's also a matter of seeing the son, and doing whatever you encounter.

"There is no goal."

Liu Ziang said it very simply.

"Huh? Don't have a goal? ”

As soon as Liu Ziang's words came out, Zhao Heng was shocked, this is not like the words of Liu Ziang, the great god that all young doctors admire.

"I'm not struggling, I talk about my goals every day."

Liu Ziang said casually.

"I see, senior, what you mean is that you just need to do it, and actions are bigger than words, right?"

Zhao Heng thought for a while and said.

"You brain-killer!"

"I mean, do whatever you can, what you want. With this kung fu, it is better to enjoy life more. ”

Liu Ziang looked at Zhao Heng and said with a look of hatred for iron and steel.

He doesn't like the kind of people who talk about goals and ideals and dreams at every turn, reality is not a TV show, there are a lot of viewers who need you to sell stories and dreams to move them.

The reality is to do whatever you can, recklessly it's over, just open your eyes and do it!

"Well, that's right."

Liu Ziang's words are very straightforward, but they go deep into the soul.

"Think about what to do, open your eyes is dry. If you have the ability to be a director, you can be a director. If you don't have this ability, you have points in your heart. ”

Liu Ziang said very freely.

"Taught, taught, taught."

Zhao Hengmeng nodded, this is the state of life and attitude of his dreams.

Phew, what a dream, slap mouth!