"It''s very tricky. We need to see the patients." Zhou Guohui said cautiously.


    Matthew has been dealing with doctors for decades and has long been used to their way of speaking. If it was the kind that should come down, Matthew would worry that the man didn''t understand anything and talked nonsense.


    "A few years ago, the popular saying in China was that ischemic stroke could be prevented and treated. It is true. It mainly depends on time." Zhou Guohui said, "among the causes of cerebral vascular ischemia, blood clots formed in blood vessels and blocked blood vessels are the most common.


    If a patient uses a drug that specifically dissolves blood clots, it may reopen blood vessels and restore normal function in the brain region. "


    Zhou Guohui spoke slowly, word by word, thinking about what the 21-year-old male patient was like.


    "Medication and interventional thrombectomy are two common methods now. Horse hospital. Do you know what method the second hospital uses?"


    "I don''t know." Matthew shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "I used to be the medical director. These guys are used to calling me first in case of an accident. In fact, today''s thing is also a habit. It''s not the province''s consultation at all."


    "Ha ha, horse yard, that''s your ability. The medical director can be so competent, powerful, powerful!" Zhou Guohui smiled.


    "At that time, I was scolded by the clinical director. Although no one dared to scold me directly in person, they scolded me behind my back." Matthew said, "medical work is difficult to do. There are a lot of things. The clinical work is still people. Everyone has their own careful thinking."


    "We can form the habit of calling you in advance, which proves that you are still recognized for your work."


    "It''s no use." Matthew smiled. "You can''t change money. To put it bluntly, it''s the job of wiping people''s buttocks. Director Zhou, how''s your work in the medical office in the imperial capital."


    "Hard to do, just as hard to do." Zhou Guohui told the truth.


    The patient only knew some bits and pieces, and it was useless to say anything. Zhou Guohui began to chat with Matthew.


    "About ten years ago, you know, the Jishuitan medical office was smashed."


    "I know."


    "No way, Xiangya is the most tough, but it''s not over in the end? One of my brothers is the deputy director of the medical department. He always asks me for a drink after handling disputes. Guess what he often says?"


    "Let me think about it." Matthew thought about it with great interest for more than ten seconds. "If I were, I would scold the clinician for not having a brain, especially a dog brain. So simple mistakes can be made."


    "Ha ha." Zhou Guohui said with a smile, "he said it should be."


    "Oh? Consciousness is so high?" Matthew smiled. These words were casually said at the meeting. Who can''t sing high-profile? They speak better than they sing one by one. The good voice of China should really find them to be contestants.


    At least Matthew thought he was almost perfect in this field, and there must be a mentor to turn around for him.


    But in private, when eating with close friends, most of them complain, very few... Or even no one will sing a high profile.


    Is there a leader? Tell the truth. What''s the matter? This man always speaks unconscionable words. He really loses his life.


    It seems that the deputy director of the medical department of the imperial hospital is a wonderful person.


    "Well, I didn''t understand at first. Then there was a time... When the plaque in the Jishuitan was about to be smashed, he was in a bad mood. He came back to me for a drink and told me a lot."


    "What did you say?" Matthew asked excitedly.


    "He said that doctors are actually good." Zhou Guohui said, "how many years have the industrial and agricultural scissors cut farmers? This is a matter of no choice. Doctors, teachers, police, fire officers and soldiers, although they have such and such problems, they are actually... Ha ha ha."


    Then Zhou Guohui laughed first.


    "Hey, hey," Matthew understood.


    At best, it''s dedication. In fact, who in society is not giving?


    "It''s all about the same. Let''s be confused. People with real skills go to the United States and work hard. What are they doing at home?" Zhou Guohui said. "But it''s easy to go to the United States? I''m kidding. It''s not easy at all."


    "The income gap between domestic doctors and American doctors is true. In fact, I don''t approve of learning the whole aspect. What graded diagnosis and treatment is not reliable at all." Matthew said. "Income can''t be learned. If you don''t learn this, others will be as useful as they say. It''s all hooliganism to talk about others without income."


    "After Mr. Sicong began to appear in public, my friend always sighed while drinking." Zhou Guohui said, "ordinary people live and endure. It''s good to live and taste. Even the top capital... My brother''s original words are the foolish son of the landlord."


    "..." Matthew laughed. Although the one who said it was not stupid at all, but also very smart, and even a little "tragic" in his wisdom, it was true from a certain level.


    "Let''s go. No one has walked the road. It''s getting better day by day." Zhou Guohui said. "As long as it can get better, I don''t want to go back more than 20 years ago."


    Thinking of that time, Matthew felt very sad.


    What doctor-patient disputes, what doctor-patient contradictions, and where the essential problems are, Matthew and Zhou Guohui both know that they really don''t need to say much.


    "Director Zhou, I was quite thin at that time. I went to other cities on a business trip," Matthew said. "I was blocked in a corner. They directly told me that they were XG employees and borrowed some money, or they would starve to death."


    "And you?" asked Zhou Guohui.


    "I said I wanted 88 yuan to go back to the provincial capital. Leave me 100 yuan. The rest are yours. If you don''t, I''ll fight with you."


    The memories of those years are unbearable. After two sentences, Matthew sighed and changed the topic, "in fact, it''s very good now. The doctor is busy, who isn''t busy? At least the older the doctor is, the more valuable he is. People always have birth, old age, illness, five tuberculosis and seven injuries. As long as the doctor wants, the minimum social status still exists."


    "You''re right," said Zhou Guohui. "Let''s do it. Don''t you think Mr. Wu has also come back from the United States."


    Speaking of Wu Mian, Matthew looked a little strange.


    Zhou Guohui saw Matthew''s strange expression and asked, "horse yard, what do you want?"


    "I worked late a few days ago. Mr. Wu took me and Xue Yuan to the fat sheep old store for a snack. Xue Yuan asked about it. Mr. Wu said that if he didn''t come back in early July, he might have been killed by a big truck."


    “……”


    "It''s not saying bad things behind your back. Director Zhou, can you feel that Mr. Wu has a little persecution paranoia?"


    "Hey, I can''t touch Mr. Wu''s circle. It''s hard to imagine," Zhou Guohui said.