Zhang Wenwen didn't understand it well before, but after getting to know Professor Chu and Mu, he understood more and more that the meaning of the word treatment is not just as simple as me prescribing medicine or doing an operation for you when the patient comes. .
Thinking of this, Zhang Wenwen thought of Tao Qian again. In fact, he really wanted to talk to Mu about Tao Qian and the evaluation he failed. How would he think about this matter if it were Mu.
Zhang Wenwen moved a chair and sat down. Looking around, he talked about what he had experienced in North America. He mentioned that the word "psychology" is becoming more and more popular among people. Does Mu feel that the word "mental health" sounds better than "mental health" or "heart health"? It's a bit gentler and more accepting.
Mu naturally listened attentively. After Zhang Wenwen finished speaking, Mu asked about his worries, "What are you doing in Southeast Asia?"
"Eh? Can a cardiologist directly ask a patient a question like this? Wouldn't it make the patient feel that there is an obvious attack?" Zhang Wenwen tried to avoid Mu's topic.
"What I know about Southeast Asia is that there are some private clinics that perform some surgeries for people from all over the world. Those people who may not have the means to get the surgeries they want where they live find these private clinics through middlemen, or even just one The doctors and surgical equipment and venues were barely equipped, and some of them did not meet medical standards at all.
These surgeries are operating on the fringes of the law and have been around for a long time. It should be said that they have been around for a long time. It’s just that different types of surgeries appeared in different eras. I’m worried that you have been involved in something like this for some reason. "Mu fell on the chair and turned his head to look at Zhang Wenwen.
What he said was worry, but there was no hint of worry in his expression. Zhang Wenwen muttered in his heart.
"How could you have thought that I went to Southeast Asia to participate in some kind of surgery? I might be doing some charity work. I am a charity expert." Zhang Wenwen shook his head and said with a smile.
"Because of Gu Yiping's situation, there have been relevant reports abroad. If I remember correctly, the surgeries in Asia are also done in Southeast Asia, because no hospital here will agree to do such surgeries." Mu Xuanyuan said With.
Although Mu's tone was unhurried, Zhang Wenwen still felt a pressure pressing straight to the tip of his nose.
This guy Mu is really evil.
Why can't you hide anything? No, I can't be defeated so easily. What does this mean? I am also the famous director of neurosurgery. This Mu is a doctor who can't even hold the No. 11 scalpel.
"I didn't, I just went to see a show." Zhang Wenwen pretended to be natural.
"There is no performance in Thailand that you want to see." Mu replied casually.
"Who says there are no performances that I want to watch? There are many performances in Thailand." Zhang Wenwen stood up from his seat, walked to the refrigerator handsomely, opened the refrigerator, and took out a can of Coke.
Zhang Wenwen didn't drink either, but was looking for something in the refrigerator.
"Are you looking for a straw?" Mu asked listlessly.
"Yes, yes, I'm looking for a straw." Zhang Wenwen replied.
"Put it in the drawer of the refrigerator, near the far left." Mu guided Zhang Wenwen like an endorsement.
Zhang Wenwen immediately found the straw based on what Mu said.
Zhang Wenwen, who got the straw, said unconvinced, "How do you remember so well that you can remember everything in the refrigerator and where it is?"
Mu nodded, "Absolutely. Some people's memories are like palaces. What am I saying? What's wrong with you? Do you want to drink?"
Zhang Wenwen didn't believe that Mu Zhen could remember everything, and wanted to delay time. It would be better if Mu had no interest in his trip to Thailand.
"Where do I want the soda crackers?" Zhang Wenwen asked deliberately.
"The second floor from the top, on the left." Mu answered.
"What about cheese?" Zhang Wenwen asked again.
"On the top layer, there is a small translucent crisper behind the two cans of soda." Mu answered.
"That's enough for you. You know everything. Okay, let me ask you again, how many cans of Coke, how many cans of soda, how many pieces of cheese, how many wafer biscuits and how many straws are there in the refrigerator?" Zhang Wenwen asked in one breath. A whole lot.
Mu answered one by one with her eyes closed.
"Are you a human being?" Zhang Wenwen closed the refrigerator door angrily.
With a click, he opened the tab neatly and put the straw in. As soon as he sucked it in, all the cola poured out.
"Your straw is poisonous, Mu." Zhang Wenwen shouted.
It was winter, and the sleeves of Zhang Wenwen's high-end knitwear and expensive shirts were all wet. The more important trouble was that what was spilled was not soda water but Coke. Spilling sticky and sweet Coke was not a comfortable thing.
"This straw is a paper straw, because the paper straw has many dense pores. When you stir it in cola, it will cause an increase in carbon dioxide, and then when you let it go after sipping, it will come up. This There's nothing wrong with you, you're just too careless." Mu stretched and looked at Zhang Wenwen.
"I forgot about this." Zhang Wenwen suppressed his anger.
"Since you don't want to talk so much, I won't ask you." Mu thought that since Zhang Wenwen didn't want to talk about it in a roundabout way, it is probably what he expected. Zhang Wenwen was involved in this kind of situation in Southeast Asia for some reason. Surgical circle.
For now, I can only hope that he doesn't encounter any problems.
Unexpectedly, just as he said he wouldn't ask, Zhang Wenwen himself said, "Yes, I didn't intend to hide it from you. I was also troubled by many of the details. I didn't expect that a disease could be so complicated, and everyone's The situation looks different. Of course, I don’t think there is any problem with the environment, equipment, or professional level of the doctors during this kind of surgery. The most important difficulty is not here.”
"Is it an amputation surgery?" Mu asked.
The surprise in Zhang Wenwen's eyes can be described as flying over a thousand bats.
"Why do you say that?" As soon as Zhang Wenwen said it, he immediately shook his head and changed his words: "Why do you ask that?"
"Because the symptoms of biid are most consistent with what you said. There are many things that need to be carefully judged. The consequences of lack of complete caution are very terrible." Mu said as he stood up, took off his white coat, and stood on the treadmill.
"Yes, I did encounter a very troubled patient recently, and this person seems to be in China, from our side." Zhang Wenwen thought of Tao Qian. This person was very mysterious. He could hardly see through Tao Qian's thoughts. What, the only thing that is certain is that he cannot be allowed to undergo surgery. Tao Qian is very angry.
