Back to 1999: From operating surgeon to becoming a top doctor

"Well done, why did the hospital dissolve the General Surgery Department?"

“It’s not just to make way for the new department so that the hospital’s tertiary A-level certification can be successfully passed in half a year.”

"Why? We worked so hard that we finally got a foothold in the general surgery department. Now we are transferred to other departments to help. How will we be promoted, how will our performance be rewarded, and we can't survive?"

"Stop complaining. At least we have reached the intermediate level. Even if we are not welcomed in other subjects, we can still get by."

"But what should we do about Xiao Xiao in our department? He has only been here for two months, he has not done a few surgeries, and he can't even do the most basic surgery. If he goes to another department, he will be bullied to death by them."

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In 1999, the conference room of the General Surgery Department of Shengli Hospital was filled with an aura of decadence. A dark yellow electric fan hung on the crumbling ceiling, and it was spinning feebly.

The doctors sitting on wooden benches waiting for their shift were complaining, and their eyes revealed confusion about the future prospects.

Today, their topic mainly focused on Xiao Chenguang, who was about to be disbanded in the department and would take over soon.

At this time, a young man in his twenties pushed in the door. He had fair skin, straight facial features, and fluttering bangs on his forehead, as if his body contained endless energy and desire.

Seeing him, the voice in the conference room was obviously much lower. Everyone looked at him with a little regret on their faces.

"Xiao Xiao, you came to take over so early. You are really a diligent and progressive comrade."

Perhaps to ease the embarrassment, everyone joked with him.

"Young people, you should always learn more from your seniors in order to make better progress."

Xiao Chenguang was joking with everyone, not minding the topic they just discussed, as if he didn't care at all.

What a big heart.

Everyone shook their heads secretly, with a look of helplessness on their lips.

Maybe Xiao Chenguang is too young and doesn't care about the skills in the hospital. Surgeons like them need to be guided by a master.

If you are transferred to another department, they all have their own apprentices, so why should I teach you, a foreigner, after all, the technology is in your own hands, so it is always right.

Seeing their regretful expressions, Xiao Chenguang just smiled and said nothing.

In fact, for him, he didn't panic at all and even wanted to laugh a little.

As a member of the Crossing Party, he has been here for almost two months.

This is probably the luckiest thing in his life.

After traveling back in time to a young man with the same name, he was also a surgeon with more than 20 years of surgical technology and clinical experience ahead of this life. Xiao Chenguang's mood had never been as relaxed as it is now.

He seemed to see his life as if it had been cheated, and the future was bright.

Just when everyone was about to hand over their shifts, there was a clang, and the door to the conference room was suddenly knocked open.

The family members rushed in anxiously.

"Doctor, doctor, go and see my father quickly. He can't breathe right now, and his face is purple from holding it in."

After hearing the description of the family members, everyone's expressions changed, and they followed directly to the ward without caring about continuing the shift.

On the bed, an old man over sixty years old was sitting upright, breathing heavily.

The lips and nail beds were cyanotic and purple, which was extremely conspicuous, as if they were coated with a thick layer of paint.

"Why is he so hypoxic? Isn't he admitted to the hospital with cirrhosis and ascites?"

The bed doctor was shocked when he saw the uncle's symptoms.

"How about inviting a doctor from the Department of Respiratory Medicine to come over for consultation?"

People on the side are making suggestions.

After all, as a general surgeon, he is relatively unprofessional in dealing with internal diseases.

But before he finished speaking, the uncle on the bed felt a strong sense of suffocation coming over him.

His lungs felt like they were filled with mercury, as if someone had pressed his head into the water. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't breathe.

Cough cough cough!

Mouthfuls of pink foamy lung fluid spurted out from the uncle's mouth.

The white sheets were instantly dyed bright red.

"Uncle, wake up quickly, don't fall asleep!"

Seeing that the patient's body became weak and his consciousness began to blur, the ward instantly became a mess.

"The patient is suffering from an emergency. Push the ambulance quickly, replenish fluids and increase blood pressure. Go to the office and ask the director to come over!"

"What did you say?! The director is currently undergoing emergency surgery on the stage and can't come over?"

Unexplained emergencies caused the doctors in the ward to rush back and forth like headless flies.

"Dad, don't scare me, wake up quickly."

The family members knelt in front of the bed and burst into tears when they saw my father's jaw clenched and his face as white as a piece of paper.

The heartbreaking voice echoed in the ward, leaving those who heard it heartbroken and unable to sleep all night.

"What now?"

The cause of the disease could not be found, and effective rescue measures could not be implemented. Looking at the patients who were getting weaker and weaker, everyone's expressions were extremely ugly.

The department was already facing disbandment, and something happening now would only make matters worse. I'm afraid no one knows where this group of people will go.

A desolation of the rabbit's death and the sorrow of the fox struck everyone's hearts.

"It's cardiac tamponade."

A clear voice sounded from the crowd.

While everyone was frantically rescuing, Xiao Chenguang had already completed his assessment of the patient.

Hypotension, weak heart sounds, and jugular vein distension.

Xiao Chenguang's brain was running at high speed, and with his advanced clinical experience, diagnoses like a textbook emerged instantly.

Cardiac tamponade is a symptom of acute heart failure caused by fluid accumulation in the heart, resulting in weakened function.

The patient has a history of coronary heart disease, so it is possible for him to have such symptoms.

And it is often said in medicine that the heart and lungs are inseparable. If the heart is not good, the lungs will naturally not be good either.

If the puncture is not performed urgently, the old man will be suffocated to death by pulmonary edema in three to five minutes at most.

"Prepare a 50 ml syringe and disinfect it with iodine cotton balls."

After Xiao Chenguang finished speaking, he took off the old man's shirt without slowing down.

Put on surgical gloves, disinfect the skin in the precordial area, and stroke the iodine cotton balls in sequence.

The needle tip as thick as the little finger emits a faint light, cold and sharp.

Xiao Chenguang positioned his left index finger under the xiphoid process, close to the lower edge of the left costal arch, and the needle in his right hand had already pierced the patient's chest fiercely.

Puff!

With a slight sound, the steel needle was almost completely submerged in the chest, leaving only the needle handle swinging back and forth outside with the beating of the heart.

A stream of black blood bubbled out along the needle eye like a fountain.

If ordinary people saw this horrifying scene, they would probably think Xiao Chenguang was crazy.

But the brothers in the ward must have seen that Xiao Chenguang was doing the most difficult pericardiocentesis in surgical intervention.

If he was not careful, he would puncture the heart, causing coronary artery bleeding and killing the patient.

But Xiao Chenguang not only positioned accurately and had skillful techniques, but most importantly, he succeeded.

"Ouch, I was suffocating just now."

Just when everyone was shocked by Xiao Chenguang's operation and couldn't speak, the old man who was originally limp on the bed suddenly let out a long sigh.

"The patient woke up?"

Everyone was shocked again.

The patient who was unconscious just now could actually speak at this moment.

Even his pale complexion gradually turned rosy, and even his purple and black lips had recovered as before.

"Xiao Xiao... you you you you you..."

Seeing Xiao Chenguang's performance at this moment, the brothers were already stuttering and didn't know what to say.

Just now they were still worried about Xiao Chenguang's inability to perform surgery, but what was going on in front of them?

How could a young doctor who had just come to the hospital and had not even been on the operating table a few times do interventional puncture so well?

The most important thing was that this was an emergency, known as the most difficult cardiac puncture.

In the past, they would not even dare to think about it, but today they actually encountered it.

It was too... incredible!

As the patient recovered, the rescue measures were supplemented and the precautions were explained. With the gratitude of the family members, Xiao Chenguang and the brothers left the ward.

"Hey, Xiao Xiao, I didn't expect that you could do puncture so well, even better than all of us here."

"It's just that the department is about to be disbanded, and talents like you are afraid that they will be buried..."

The brothers hesitated to speak, both reluctant to part with Xiao Chenguang and worried about his future.

"Don't worry, brother, I'm fine."

Xiao Chenguang was inexplicably moved when he saw the concerned eyes of the brothers.

He couldn't help but think of the time when he first came here, when his senior brothers enthusiastically took turns to his home to eat and drink.

Even here, he felt the warmth of home.

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After handing over the class, the senior brothers stood up one after another. When they passed by Xiao Chenguang, they patted his shoulders with concern, fearing that he would get stuck in a dead end.

But for Xiao Chenguang, the dissolution of the department and the panic of the people were common things in the era before he traveled through time.

As a doctoral supervisor from the highest institution of learning, a former double academician, holding many national natural science funds, and followed by more than a dozen medical doctors, he naturally didn't have to worry about the dissolution.

But in the process of his efforts, he had seen too many medical students who entered the society at the same time, who were originally full of hope and wanted to make a name for themselves.

The result was endless part-time jobs, internships, regular training, and being PUA by the director. He even endured it until his liver almost broke and his urine was forked.

But even so, the promotion space was still not as good as those classmates who could flatter, drink a lot, and have backers.

Even medical students from ordinary families look back at their classmates who were not as good as them in junior and senior high school, and now they have a stable life and enjoy their lives.

When I was sick, I had to pay the three thousand yuan hospitalization fee with a credit card, and I fell into despair.

"Working? I worked so hard in my last life just to refuse to work. In this life, I can't be a working dog!"

When Xiao Chenguang saw the big-character poster "Welcome to the New Century" on the white wall, he knew that the rolling tide of the times was coming towards him.

Surgery, scientific research, new technology, minimally invasive intervention, etc., every trump card he has can make the doctors of this era boil collectively.

Even.

When he thought that the stock market in 1999 would rise again and again because of the filing of the Securities Law in two days, Xiao Chenguang was fully confident that he could achieve financial freedom as soon as possible with the advantage of his time travel.

"By the way, senior brothers, I will pay you back the money I borrowed next month."

Xiao Chenguang shouted to the senior brothers who were about to leave.

"No, no, this little money is nothing, you can use it first, don't rush to pay it back."

"That's right, don't rush, you are the only one in the department who has not found a job yet. Have you eaten tonight? Or I'll ask your sister-in-law to make your favorite tomato scrambled eggs and bring it to the department?"

The senior brothers waved their hands repeatedly. When they thought that everyone was about to be divided into different departments, they felt reluctant in their hearts and didn't care about Xiao Chenguang paying back the money.

The human touch in 1999 was really strong.

When Xiao Chenguang heard that he didn't have to pay back the money first, he was moved to tears.

With the first pot of gold provided by the senior brothers, at least I won’t have to worry about my livelihood anymore.

When I become successful, I will definitely invite the senior brothers, and the sisters-in-law to come to my house to make dumplings.

Just as Xiao Chenguang’s thoughts were jumping around, the nurse knocked on the door of the conference room.

“Doctor Xiao, the operating room is calling. Our director has received a patient for laparotomy and needs you to come on stage to help.”