Doctor Song, are you married?

Chapter 97 97. One Big Two Small

Sure enough, directors all over the world are the same, they all like to ask questions.

Song Qi was neither overbearing nor humble, and said: "The classic of Chinese medicine "Huangdi Neijing" said, 'People with chronic diseases of the husband and wife usually use Dan Hui, day safety, evening addition, and night extreme.'"

As soon as Wang Chun heard that Song Qi had even picked up classical Chinese with him, he was shocked: "Do you still know Chinese medicine?"

Song Qi smiled: "I haven't studied it, but I know a thing or two. I have studied Chinese medicine in college."

Wang Chun thought to himself, I have also studied Chinese medicine in college, but until now I can't even get a happy pulse.But of course she wouldn't say that.

"Then what do you mean?" Wang Chun asked again.

"It literally means that various diseases are often relieved in the morning, relatively stable during the day, aggravated in the evening, and worse at night." Song Qi gave her an ancient Chinese translation.

Wang Chun smiled: "Of course I know this, but why is it like this? There must be a causal relationship, right?"

Song Qi was taken aback, "I haven't thought about this question, but I can think about it now." Song Qi said truthfully, and then the CPU of his brain was running rapidly.

It is true that Song Qi has a good command of theoretical knowledge, but his ability to connect theory with practice is still lacking. However, he has done a lot of homework in this area recently, and he tries to combine it with clinical cases when reading books.Consciously increase the ability of dialectical thinking, especially after working with Director Shan, he spends more time thinking, and understands many obscure medical theories more thoroughly.

Wang Chun was dumbfounded when he heard this, is there such a thing?What if, on the operating table, he suddenly said, "I forgot about an operation step, let's stop and think about it first."

It's okay if she can remember, but if she can't, wouldn't she be a fish on the chopping board?

When Wang Chungang was about to call Director Shan and ask him to perform surgery on himself no matter what, Song Qi smiled and said,

"Director Wang, I seriously thought about it just now. The reason why the pain intensifies at night should be because the sympathetic nerves are suppressed during sleep, the parasympathetic nerves are stimulated, and the secretion of adrenal glucocorticoids decreases. This series of changes causes the body's tolerance to decrease."

Wang Chun didn't intend to discuss medical theories when he asked this question, but just wanted to make things difficult for Song Qi, but after listening to his explanation, it seemed quite reasonable, so he nodded: "It makes sense."

In fact, she has almost forgotten the physiological knowledge of sympathetic and parasympathetic nerves, so how can she remember which is excited and which is inhibited!

"Tell me about my operation plan."

Wang Chun was still worried.

After dealing with women for more than ten years, she understands the truth that handsome men are not necessarily reliable!

"Director Wang, this is the second operation. It is recommended to use the traditional method of external stripping and internal ligation and ligation to eliminate all hemorrhoid coefficients, so as to avoid future troubles!"

What Song Qi said was quite powerful, and Wang Chun's blood boiled a little when he heard it, thinking, after fighting these hemorrhoids for so many years, it's time for a large-scale encirclement and suppression campaign.

So heartbroken!
"Okay, let's do it!"

Facts have proved that female doctors in gynecology are much bolder than male doctors in anorectal department, and they take off their pants very quickly. It is probably because they let others take off their pants a lot at work, so they don't have any psychological burden.

During the operation, Director Wang specially brought a female doctor from his own department to supervise the battle.

Director Wang said that they were all gay men, and they were afraid of embarrassment, so they brought a lesbian over so that Song Qi would not be burdened.

Naturally, Song Qi would not be burdened, but he also knew that it was definitely not because of embarrassment, but because he was afraid that he would not be able to control the situation.

He understands this very well. After all, lying on the operating bed under anesthesia is equivalent to handing over his entire wealth and life to the surgeon. It is understandable that people are a little bit defensive.

The operation went smoothly, and one large, two small, and three hemorrhoids were eliminated within half an hour.

"Come out?" Director Wang, who was lying on the operating table, asked this question several times.

"It's come out, one big and two young, they all look healthy." The accompanying female doctor took the three hemorrhoids that Song Qi had cut off and packed in a bag, and handed them to Director Wang.

Director Wang looked at it carefully and sighed for a while: "Damn, it's just these three little things, but they came out and tossed me to death inside."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Song Qi once thought that she was not undergoing surgery for hemorrhoids, but a caesarean section, with three children per child.
Another advantage of performing surgery on a doctor is that there is no need to repeatedly emphasize the precautions after the operation. As long as you say it once, everyone will understand it in seconds. For example, the problem of urination, defecation and exhaust after the operation
When sending Director Wang to the ward, Song Qi stopped by to see Director Xia Ju.

After all, I was able to perform surgery here thanks to Director Ju's perfection, so Song Qi always kept Director Ju's condition in mind.

Of course, there is also a small part of the reason is that he is recovering too quickly.
At this moment, Director Ju is in the ward in a single room. Director Ju is sitting on the toilet, and the faucet in the bathroom is turned on to the minimum water flow, rushing.

Listening to this voice, Song Qi felt like he wanted to pee.

"What? Can't you urinate?" Song Qi asked.

"You crow's mouth, it's not that I can't urinate, but I'm worried that I can't urinate. This is to prevent problems before they happen. I don't want to insert a catheter. Not only is it painful, but there is also a risk of infection."

Song Qi smiled slightly, "Director, I am very good at urinary catheterization, better than hemorrhoid surgery!"

Song Qi was telling the truth, his urinary catheterization was at the expert level, and hemorrhoid surgery was at the proficient level.

Ju Dachuan is quite contemptuous, "I'd rather listen to the sound of running water all afternoon than plug in that thing. Oh, it's a good thing I'm sitting on the toilet, lying on the bed, and even farting, I have to pay in installments carefully."

Song Qi almost laughed out loud. In order to conceal the joy in his heart, he had no choice but to say: "Doctor Xiaoju is on leave. If you have anything to do, just tell me. You're welcome."

Ju Dachuan curled his lips: "You don't need to be courteous, I am the director of the anorectal department myself, and I can handle everything by myself, as long as you clear things up on the operating table for me."

However, even though he said this on his lips, he was thinking in his heart, this little Ju is really, at least in his thirties, why is his psychological quality inferior to that of Song Qi?Didn't he just scold him a few words, why didn't he even come to class?So unbearable?
[System prompt: complete a case of hemorrhoid surgery, the task completion rate is 5/10]

When Song Qi left the ward and walked to the operating room, the system's reminder arrived as scheduled.

Looking at the progress bar of the task, Song Qi was very proud. There are still two surgeries to be performed later, and the owner of the hot pot restaurant will only need to mix another one tomorrow. This task will be considered complete.

(End of this chapter)