Returning to ’90s, She Became Famous in Major Surgical Fields

   Chapter 2 [2] Back to Nine Zero 2

   When he took out the black pen in his pocket and prepared to give the doctor's order, Cao Yong raised his head and quickly took a closer look at the patient's complexion, blood pressure and other indicators.

   "Did you pull the ECG, Dr. Cao?" The intern came over with the ECG machine and waited for his order.

"No, go to the CT room first. Make a call to the CT room and tell the other party that the patient is in an emergency. There may be a ruptured aneurysm and massive blood loss that requires surgical rescue. Please confirm it as soon as possible." When Cao Yong said these words, a Dazed, realize that you are crazy?

   He did not perform the diagnosis procedure according to the myocardial infarction that he first judged, but followed the words of a high school student and sent the patient for ct.

   The intern was startled when he heard this: "Doctor Cao, do you think the patient's diagnosis is not a myocardial infarction?"

   Obviously this symptom is very similar to myocardial infarction.

   "Do ct!" Cao Yong concluded. In any case, sometimes doctors have to trust intuition, especially when they encounter an emergency, there is no time to give the doctor time to analyze slowly.

  Xie Wanying saw that the bed in the emergency room seemed to be pushed towards the CT room, and she couldn't help blinking: Hey, did that doctor change the direction of diagnosis? Suddenly becoming consistent with her initial diagnosis?

   The security guard at the gate of the hospital quarreled with a middle-aged woman.

   "I'm looking for my daughter, she's standing there, and we're looking for a relative who lives in your hospital's staff dormitory. Her name is Zhou Ruomei, she's a doctor in your hospital's obstetrics and gynecology department, and she's my cousin." The middle-aged woman said.

   "Our hospital staff dormitory building does not take the road inside the hospital, comrade. You go to the right."

   "I know, I said, I was looking for my daughter, she went the wrong way! She came to your hospital." The middle-aged woman stamped her feet anxiously, so she could only shout, "Yingying, Yingying!"

   Hearing her mother's voice, Xie Wanying turned around and said, "Mom."

   "I told you to wait for me at the door of the hospital after school and go to your cousin's house together, where did you go?" Sun Rongfang pointed at her daughter and shouted.

  Xie Wanying was surprised when she heard the word "off school" from her mother's mouth. After school, she had already graduated and worked.

   No, mother looks like this, although it is dark, but if you look closely, your hair is not gray, but it is black, and there are few wrinkles on your face, and there are no age spots.

   Bowing her head, Xie Wanying saw the canvas shoes she was wearing on her feet. These were the shoes she only wore when she was a student. Look again, the cuffs are high school uniforms. There was a heavy feeling on my shoulders, and it turned out that I was carrying a schoolbag. The schoolbag was put down and the zipper of the schoolbag was opened, revealing the stuffed high school textbooks and test papers.

   "Mom, what year is this year?" Xie Wanying couldn't believe what she saw and asked.

  Sun Rongfang pushed away the security guard, came over and poked her daughter's head with her finger: "Are you stupid in reading? The college entrance examination is going to be in a few days, what is the number?"

   "This year is 1996." The security guard who followed Sun Rongfang to see what happened gave the correct answer.

   1996?

   Xie Wanying's eyes widened.

  Here, she was reborn, back in 1996, the eve of the college entrance examination!

"Let's go quickly, I called your cousin, I guess they are getting impatient waiting at home." Sun Rongfang took her daughter's hand and walked out the door, walking and said, "By the way, buy a bag of fruits and then Go upstairs, lest you be embarrassed to be empty-handed."

  Xie Wanying, who was carrying a schoolbag in her hand, listened to her mother's familiar nagging voice, and then looked back at the number three of the third hospital, recalling the turning point in her life that was happening right now.