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This time, not only did he not earn the extra 20,000 yuan, but he even had to pay out of pocket.

Qian Zhenggang was secretly pleased~

Of course, he still said a few polite words:

"Otherwise, forget it. We have quite a few employees in our hospital. Professor Deng will have to pay for it."

Deng Wei waved his hand and glanced at Qian Zhenggang and said:

"It's okay. Just keep your word!"

As the director of West China Hospital, it would be so embarrassing if he didn't keep his word in front of so many people!

It was already embarrassing to lose the game. If he still didn't keep his word, how would he survive in the future when he returned to West China Hospital? ?

So he had to treat this afternoon tea with gritted teeth.

"Professor Deng is really generous and kind. Our hospital has more than 500 employees during the day, excluding those on vacation. You can just order 550 servings."

Deng Wei's smile froze when he heard it.

Good guy!

550 servings!

There are so many people in the municipal hospital? ?

Hiss…

If he had known before the game, he would not have added any stakes!

More than 500 afternoon teas with fruits.

The boss who received the order was all smiles.

Meanwhile, the people in the hospital group didn’t know the result yet.

They kept x-on:Wang Yu, the obstetrician and gynecologist in the group.

Chen Fang, the emergency department: “Speak up, big brother? What happened?”

Wang Yu, the obstetrician and gynecologist: “Zhang Yi won!!”

Wang Yu, the obstetrician and gynecologist: “Zhang Yi sutured the shell membrane!!”

He also posted a video from the operating room while saying this.

In the video, Zhang Yi held the sutured egg upside down, but not a drop of egg liquid spilled!

Everyone: (°?°)!!

I knock!!

How can he be so good!!

Damn! I want to learn suture from him!

In the hospital work group, everyone was using a picture to refresh the group.

That was the picture of Haiqing kneeling on one knee: Zhang Yi, you are my god!

In the operating room, after the game, the doctors from other hospitals naturally left one after another.

Deng Wei and Xiao Zhiwen followed Qian Zhenggang to visit Tianhe People's Hospital.

Qian Zhenggang led the way as a leader, and Zhang Yi also accompanied him.

Soon, the group arrived at the emergency department.

As soon as they saw Zhang Yi appear, the nurses in the department were very excited!

"Zhang Yi! I heard that we have milk tea if you win, right?"

"Hahaha! Assistant Zhang, you are really our lucky star!"

"I'm just hungry! Thank you Assistant Zhang~"

Behind him, Deng Wei laughed awkwardly.

Hehe...!

It's obviously my treat!

Zhang Yi also understood Deng Wei's eyes, and quickly pointed at him behind him and said:

"Don't thank me, thank Director Deng, Director Deng paid for the treat."

"Thank you... Thank you Director Deng."

"Thank you Director Deng..."

After that, several nurses ran away to continue working.

Behind several people, there was also the big boss, Dean Qian, so they should not be lazy in front of their boss.

"Professor Deng, it's really expensive to come to our Tianhe this time!"

"It's okay, just a treat. By the way, Doctor Zhang, you work in the emergency department, right? Can I see the diagnosis and treatment records and handover records of your city hospital's emergency department? See how they are different from our West China Hospital."

Deng Wei is a doctor from a superior hospital.

This time, in addition to giving lectures, he also wanted to help with inspections.

Zhang Yi nodded and took out the handover records and several medical records.

Deng Wei sat on a chair, looking through them while communicating with the doctors in the emergency department.

Suddenly.

A few old men who looked like migrant workers came to the emergency door.

As soon as they came in, they shouted wildly:

"Doctor! Is the doctor here? Come and see!"

In the office, they didn't look at the medical records, and all went outside to inquire about the situation.

"What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Several migrant workers supported the old man in the middle who looked the weakest.

He should be in his fifties, thin and dark-skinned, and sweat all over his forehead at this moment.

Zhang Yi quickly pulled a stretcher from the side and said:

"Hurry up, lift the person onto the stretcher first! Also, Nurse Li, come over to establish an intravenous access first, and bring the ECG monitor!"

"Okay!"

Before everyone could react, Zhang Yi had already taken the lead in handling it.

Chapter 155 Why do we need to do lung CT for pancreatitis?

After lifting the patient onto the stretcher, Zhang Yi asked:

"Where does he hurt?"

The migrant worker next to him said:

"He has a stomachache, so painful that he has no strength in his whole body, and he sweats a lot. He feels a little hot on his forehead. I don't know if he has a fever.

The pain started yesterday at noon. He went to the clinic to buy some stomach medicine to take, but he still felt pain when he got up today. We originally asked him to come to the hospital for a check-up, but he couldn't bear to spend the money.

That's how it turned out. He fainted while working on the construction site.

He woke up only after pinching his Ren Zhong, and then we immediately brought him to the hospital."

Zhang Yi took out the flashlight in his hand and stimulated the pupils of the old man.

Fortunately, it was sensitive to light.

He carefully checked his whole body again.

He found that there was something wrong with his pancreas.

He quickly put on a pair of gloves and lifted the clothes on the migrant worker's abdomen.

He pressed and asked:

"Uncle, where does it hurt? Does it hurt when I press here?"

Zhang Yi pressed the upper abdomen near the pancreas.

As a result, the uncle was still groggy, but suddenly he screamed!

"Ouch...it hurts, it hurts, it hurts right here."

"What about here?"

Zhang Yi pressed towards the center of the pancreas.

As a result, the uncle looked even more painful.

"It hurts, doctor, it hurts so much..."

"Where's the chest? Does it hurt here?"