"Professor Hu from the Department of Neurosurgery has said that Qiqi's epilepsy is paroxysmal, in the early stages, and can be easily controlled."

"Fortunately, it was discovered early, and the functions of various nerves were not greatly affected. It is a good thing to detect it so early. Early detection and early treatment."

“Good treatment.”

"It is possible that the disease will not relapse for decades or even a lifetime."

Speaking of this, Liu Suolong said again: "That's what you think."

"If Dr. Zhou hadn't said that and you mentioned it in front of Dr. Li, would Dr. Li have just performed a manual reduction on us and we would have gone back?"

"Okay, then even if Qiqi's hand is fine this time, it will be normal in the future."

"We didn't know he had epilepsy."

"Then when he had epilepsy, we didn't pay attention."

"According to what Professor Hu said, repeated epileptic seizures affected the neurological function of the brain, causing Qiqi to suffer from mental retardation."

"Even adults who have repeated epileptic seizures can suffer from memory loss, slow reaction, unresponsiveness, etc.!"

"Then when the time comes, we will cause the sky to be incompetent and the earth to be inoperable. What will Qiqi do in this life?"

"You think so?"

"If you want to have a silly grandson, just keep it with you every day for the rest of your life." Liu Suolong smiled, comforted his mother, and finally made a joke.

As an adult, as a father, and as a son, he must consider all aspects.

Li Mengxiang then hit Liu Suolong: "You are a stupid boy. My Qiqi is not stupid, she is an elf."

Liu Suolong immediately said: "Isn't that right? Such an elf Qiqi, if those situations happen because of our carelessness, then it will be too late for us to regret it."

"Okay, I don't want to think so much anymore, you go back and rest first."

"Then my dad and I will go and apologize to Dr. Zhou tomorrow. If you don't want to go, I will go and apologize."

"Now Qiqi's development is normal. This is the greatest blessing among misfortunes."

Li Mengxiang said: "I'm going to apologize. I'm going to apologize to Dr. Zhou in person."

"Zolong, you and Qingqing go back and rest. You will go to work tomorrow. Go ahead, I can do it here alone."

Li Mengxiang said, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She now feels self-blame and mixed emotions, but after being told this by her son, she feels less guilty.

Liu Suolong smiled and continued: "Mom, you will be tired tomorrow during the weekend and next week during the working day. Go back and have a good rest. Qingqing and I will stay here."

"You feel sorry for your son, and I feel sorry for my son. I also feel sorry for my mother. Be obedient and go quickly."

"Let Qingqing's mother come to deliver breakfast and lunch tomorrow. You and my dad will go to the Eighth Hospital to buy some gifts for Dr. Zhou, apologize to him properly, and if possible, we will treat him to a meal."

"You said that epilepsy is a matter of neurology. If he didn't say it, who would have discovered it?"

"..."

at the same time.

The second orthopedic ward of the Eighth Hospital.

Zhou Cheng carried his bag and said to Du Yanjun: "Yan Jun, there is nothing going on in the department, so I will go back and rest first? Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, Brother Zhou Cheng. I've been resting all day today." Du Yanjun waved generously to Zhou Cheng, then continued to turn on his mobile phone, carefully considering the instructions Zhou Cheng sent him about the manual reduction of joint dislocation.

Video material.

The other hand was making gestures constantly, probably following the movements in the video.

Zhou Cheng looked at Du Yanjun's actions, smiled slightly, turned around and left -

Du Yanjun does not lack the spirit of hard study. It should be said that most people in the department are very hardworking. On the contrary, he was a bit fishy in the past.

Now that I have a simulator, I have to pick up the hard work that I have lost for a long time.

Go to graduate school!

Work.

This is really a bit difficult to choose.

However, since I am not destined to go to graduate school, I still think about how to do a good job.

Zhou Cheng took a closer look at a collected document——

China currently has special requirements and regulations for granting master's and doctoral degrees——

There is nothing we can do about it.

Zhou Chengzhen knows very well that studying medicine is difficult without academic qualifications. This is the current domestic environment, and it is impossible to change anything by one's own efforts.

Without a degree, it is difficult to get a job.

However, he couldn't pass the exam and wanted to take a special path. It seemed that Professor Ding Changle was reluctant after seeing him, so Zhou Cheng naturally had to find another way.

Heaven moves in good health, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement.

You can't just say that if you can't pass the exam and others don't want to take it, you can't stop having this idea.

…

Saturday, morning.

When Du Yanjun woke up, he still felt sleepy.

Last night, he got up twice and admitted two patients. They both suffered fractures and no joint dislocations, so they admitted them to the hospital first.

I didn't even call to ask Luo Yun or Zhou Cheng whether they wanted to perform manual repositioning.

Anyway, without taking blood tests and wasting money on examinations, staying in the hospital for one night will probably not be a big financial burden on the patient and his family.

There was no shift this morning, so Du Yanjun didn't get up until half past eight.

The intensive ward rounds on weekends are from 9 to 10 o'clock. The pace of ward rounds in the surgical department is very fast. Although I have to go to the hospital on weekends, there is not much to do.

Take a wash.

I looked at the time and saw that it was only eight forty-five. Then I walked into the doctor's office and found that Hu Ming, an ordinary resident training student from the team, had come to take over—

Guo Lei has already arrived in the office.

The normal handover time of the department is eight o'clock.

"Brother Lei, good morning." Du Yanjun greeted Guo Lei.

When Guo Lei saw Du Yanjun, he said: "Brother Yan Jun, are you awake? I saw you were sleeping before, so I didn't wake you up. Were you busy last night?"

"Fortunately, there are only two patients. They didn't sleep well."

"There's nothing special about handover, I wrote it all in the handover book." Du Yanjun said.

Guo Lei smiled: "I saw it, Brother Yan Jun, if nothing happens later, you can go back first. Your team should come to check the ward on time at nine o'clock, right?"

"That's what Teacher Luo said." Du Yanjun replied.

While the two people were talking, they suddenly noticed that two strange plainclothes men walked in at the door of the office in the second ward.

Just as Du Yanjun was about to speak, Guo Lei stood up and asked politely: "Hello, what can I do for you?"

At this time, those who come to the office in plain clothes may be family members of emergency patients besides their family members.

"Were you two on duty yesterday?" the older person among the visitors said at that time.

Hearing this, Du Yanjun stood up nervously: "Yes, teacher, I was on duty yesterday, what can I do?"

Standing upright, I thought it was a superior from some department or the leadership of the hospital who came to inspect.

Guo Lei also nodded, but did not take the initiative to answer the conversation.

Du Yanjun was on duty yesterday, but something might have happened to Du Yanjun, and he was visited by the hospital leaders. He didn't dare to get involved.

Du Yanjun is a graduate student and has insurance, so he is wild.

The visitors were none other than Zuo Hu and Li Yong from the Affiliated Hospital of Hunan University, who were invited by Yan Haihan.

Seeing Du Yanjun's nervousness, Zuo Hu also realized that his tone just now seemed a bit scary.

He immediately said: "Don't be nervous, we are not here for inspection and inspection, we are just chatting with you casually. We are not from the Eighth Hospital either."

"Oh!" Suddenly, both Du Yanjun and Guo Lei breathed a sigh of relief.

If it's not the leadership of the Eighth Hospital, then that's easy to say. If it's other examinations, it has nothing to do with them, the lower-level staff.

"Teacher, where are you from?" Du Yanjun asked politely.

Zuo Hu and Li Yong were both at least ten years older than them, so it would not be wrong to call them "teachers" to be polite.

"I'm from Shonan University Affiliated Hospital. My name is Zuo Hu, and this is Li Yong." Zuo Hu didn't hide anything, because he didn't need to hide anything, so he spoke openly.

Plop twice.

Guo Lei and Du Yanjun stood up again, standing straighter than before!

Others don't know, but Du Yanjun knows that he and Zhou Cheng received a patient yesterday and transferred him to the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University.
To be continued...