"I made a pathology during the operation and said whether it was cancer. Professor Zhu asked me who I looked for in the provincial capital. I don''t know who it was. I just remember that the young doctor sent you a wechat. Professor Zhu didn''t go and waited for you to wake up."


    "Oh, oh." Cui Binbin is a little confused. Her brain is very numb and she can''t think too much.


    But she could hear one thing from her mother''s words - the young doctor in jianxie hospital was right!


    Cui Binbin was conscious after anesthesia, but he couldn''t think for a long time. She was still very confused. The sound of the monitor in her ear and the loving eyes of her old father seemed to go back to her childhood.


    After a few minutes, Professor Zhu Changhong came to the ward.


    "Cui Binbin, is your local hospital called jianxie hospital?" Professor Zhu Changhong asked.


    Cui Binbin nodded, "Professor Zhu, yes. I forgot to tell you that the doctor of jianxie hospital said that a small pathology should be done during the operation. What''s its name?"


    The words were on his lips, but Cui Binbin couldn''t remember. She was so anxious that she wanted to cry. Just now her mother said it was all right. Cui Binbin seemed to have no brain at all. Her memory has stagnated at the moment when she buckled the cover before the operation.


    "I heard from your mother that a doctor surnamed Wu from jianxie hospital sent you a wechat to remind you what kind of examination you do here?"


    "Yes."


    "Why don''t you do it in jianxie hospital? Can''t you line up on that side? Shouldn''t you?" Professor Zhu Changhong asked.


    "No, Dr. Wu said that he arranged to have a preoperative examination first and then operate on me in two days. I think our local medical level... Must be worse than that of Mordor. Although there is a doctor from Massachusetts, I......"


    Cui Binbin said that he was confused. Zhu Changhong was angry and smiled by Cui Binbin. He said reluctantly, "is the wechat teacher Wu sent you convenient for me to have a look?"


    "Convenient." Cui Binbin said and began to look for his mobile phone.


    "Binbin, don''t move. I''ll get it for you." Cui Binbin''s mother said quickly.


    The fingerprint unlocks the mobile phone, finds the wechat sent by Wu Mian, and Cui Binbin hands the mobile phone to Professor Zhu Changhong.


    Until now, her brain is still paste. She can only do what Professor Zhu says.


    "You said you were the same. Mr. Wu is a great man who wrote diagnostics. I saw him do a very difficult intestinal obstruction operation. Most operators use hemostatic forceps, and Mr. Wu uses forceps. One hand is blunt and separated, which has been fascinating." Zhu Changhong nagged, held his glasses and looked at the message sent by Wu Mian on Cui Binbin''s mobile phone.


    "Ah? Is Dr. Wu so powerful?"


    "You locals don''t know?" Zhu Changhong asked casually.


    "I''ve heard that a Middle East crown prince went to the sword association hospital for surgery. But he did heart surgery. I''m a little afraid... Isn''t this intestinal surgery or heart surgery?"


    Zhu Changhong sighed after reading the information sent by Wu Mian.


    Mr. Wu really deserves to be a big cow in compiling diagnostics. People have basically made the diagnosis clear before surgery. Not sigmoid colon cancer, highly suspected endometriosis, surgical resection is recommended.


    Fortunately, no matter how diagnosed, the final solution to the problem is the same. Zhu Changhong also felt lucky. His endoscopic surgery can be said to be diagnostic treatment, and there was nothing wrong with it.


    However, Zhu Changhong was quite moved by the gap in the level of diagnosis.


    "You''re right," said Zhu Changhong with a smile. "Medicine is a first-class discipline, which is divided into basic medicine and clinical medicine according to the application direction. Basic medicine is not mentioned. There are many kinds of clinical medicine, and surgery is only a second-class discipline. Specifically, gastrointestinal surgery is a third-class discipline."


    Listening to Zhu Changhong talk about these professional things, Cui Binbin is in a trance.


    She felt that she was dreaming. What she had done before was a nightmare. Now it was a beautiful dream. She didn''t know which was true.


    "It''s hard for me to engage in only one level 3 discipline. Miss Wu... Miss Wu is proficient in all level 3 disciplines," Zhu Changhong said.


    "Ah? What do you mean?"


    "Forget it, I''ll tell you what to do about it." Zhu Changhong said with a bitter smile, "can you push teacher Wu''s wechat to me? I''ll report the operation results with teacher Wu."


    Cui Binbin hesitated for a few seconds, reacted and responded to it.


    That young doctor is so good? Proficient in all tertiary disciplines? Professor Zhu means... Not only gastrointestinal surgery and cardiac surgery, but also urology and hepatobiliary surgery?


    Cui Binbin felt that she didn''t wake up. After adding Zhu Changhong''s private wechat, she sent Wu Mian''s wechat business card to him.


    "Professor Zhu, is my illness all right?" Cui Binbin asked again.


    "It''s endometriosis. Intraoperative freezing has been clearly diagnosed, and we have to wait for the big pathology to come back. It doesn''t mean that it''s 100% okay, but the possibility of a problem is very small." Zhu Changhong habitually explained in vague language.


    Cui Binbin understood what he meant. It''s really endometriosis!


    The sigmoid colon cancer that has been bothering her has turned into a benign disease. She is a little confused.


    I''m afraid it''s just a dream. After waking up, I''m still lying on the operating table... Cui Binbin shivers at the thought of this endless possibility.


    "Have a good rest. If it hurts, tell the doctor on duty that you can have an injection to relieve the pain." Professor Zhu Changhong said.


    "Professor Zhu, what''s next?" Cui Binbin''s mother asked.


    "Discharged in three days."


    “……”


    "Minimally invasive surgery can recover quickly. Besides, hundreds of thousands of patients are waiting outside." after Zhu Changhong said a simple sentence, he took his mobile phone out of the ward.


    From today on, I am a doctor with Mr. Wu''s wechat! Zhu Changhong thought of this and was a little excited.


    Mr. Wu doesn''t add his friends. Zhu Changhong knows how many doctors like Mr. Wu add friends every day. It must be very annoying.


    He carefully marked himself as Cui Binbin''s chief surgeon under the column of applying for friends, and reported to Mr. Wu about the postoperative diagnosis.


    He was very polite, but Zhu Changhong was still nervous. He doesn''t want to call rashly. It''s impolite.


    But to Zhu Changhong''s surprise, Wu Mian soon agreed to the friend''s application and sent a message.


    [Hello, Professor Zhu.]


    Zhu Changhong sighed that teacher Wu Mian''s attitude was completely different from that in the legend. It is rumored in the Jianghu that Wu Mian is young and vigorous. He draws his sword at each other without saying a word. Some people even say that he will be unhappy if he doesn''t call him Mian Shao.


    But now, there seems to be no sign of youth and frivolity.


    [Hello, Mr. Wu, I''ll report the patient''s operation results to you.]


    Zhu Changhong replied politely.