Liu Zhanjun was born in 1931. He went to the battlefield with the troops at the age of 16. When he was 20, he returned to his hometown Danyang alive.

Logically speaking, based on his experience, if he gets a veteran certificate for participating in the war, even if he doesn’t get much pension, he can still enjoy a lot of discounts in the hospital. At least when he was on the emergency department just now, he doesn’t have to stay outside the door to queue up. He can go through the green channel to see the doctor directly by showing the certificate.

It’s really the old man has never mentioned his own affairs to others.

The neighbors and friends who knew him only knew that Liu Zhanjun had served as a soldier when he was young, and had made military achievements? I don’t know; how many enemies he had killed? I don’t know; what level of military rank is? Still no one knows.

They knew that a 20-year-old child returned home in 1951 and then learned skills from a carpenter in the city to work to support himself and his mother.

Originally, he learned woodworking skills well and could handle work alone. However, his waist and back muscles have always had problems. He often had to rest for half a day after doing it for half a day, and on rainy days he could only lie in bed and couldn't move. He worked intermittently for more than ten years, but in the end he had to give up heavy physical work.

After giving up the carpentry, he started to transport goods on tricycles and went to a restaurant to make steamed buns. In the end, because he was really in poor health, he could only set up a stall on the roadside to sell pancakes.

"It's better to go down to see them early when you die." Liu Zhanjun said lightly, "I have lived too long. I'm afraid I'm a little older, and I won't recognize them when I see them."

Li Wenyi didn't expect that Liu Xue's grandfather would have such a past.

He was a police captain who had just retired from the army. He was tired from work, couldn't take care of his family, and his income was average. But Liu Xue was not bad in appearance, and he was always independent and good at taking care of others when encountering problems. At first, Li Wenyi never had the extravagant desire to be with her. Until just now, Li Wenyi felt that it was the blessing he had saved in his previous life that he could get such a wife.

Now that he can make a relationship with the Liu family, he may have something to do with him. He also thinks that his father-in-law and mother-in-law are also soldiers, and some things are free to determine.

"Old man, don't be overstated." Li Wenyi quickly persuaded.

"What's the point of thinking about it?" Liu Zhanjun turned his head, his eyes slightly red, and his eyes were already looking down on life and death. "I'm going to get my life back. If the squad leader hadn't pushed me in the end..."

At that time, the enemy leaned over and immediately launched an attack without any warning.

When the close forces were connected, the grenade happened to roll to his heel. It was pitch black around, and only the muzzles spiked with flames were seen. Liu Zhanjun stood there and did not pay attention to the grenade. The battalion commander next to him, the old squad leader of Liu Zhanjun, took advantage of the fire to see the black shadow and immediately rushed over and pushed him, and was bombarded for Liu Zhanjun.

The person disappeared on the spot, and Liu Zhanjun was also knocked out of the explosion.

When he woke up again, the sky was already shining brightly, so he lay straight in the pile of corpses, covered with comrades. He was conscious and could move his limbs, but it was harder to climb out than climbing to the sky.

After consuming all his strength, Liu Zhanjun gave up hope.

In this icy and snowy land, even if there is food and water, he will eventually be frozen to death due to the extremely cold weather.

The temperature continued to consume all his strength, and his consciousness was slowly worn out in the flying snow. Liu Zhanjun didn't know how long he had slept. When he suddenly woke up again, the first thing he saw was the military uniforms and familiar Chinese.

People were dug out by comrades who were transported and supplied to the battlefield when cleaning the battlefield.

The old squad leader blocked most of the shrapnel in the grenade, while the rest spread out in all directions, and many pierced into Liu Zhanjun's back and big and thigh muscles. Fortunately, the shrapnel was not big and had high temperatures, and it had its own disinfection function. The weather in the north was also cold, so the wound did not ulcerate.

Liu Zhanjun was rushed back to the frontline medical station.

He had as many as 17 wounds all over his body, and his legs were unable to move due to shrapnel embedded in them. In addition, he had not eaten or drunk for two days and was extremely weak.

The medical station lacks medicine and supplies, and the medical level is very poor. At most, a simple bandage can be given to the wounded. There is no way to provide enough support and treatment for Liu Zhanjun, who has been in a coma for several days.

After living in the tent for two days, he ate a little, then got on the truck of the transport team and was sent back to the rear.

There were 14 of the 17 wounds in the waist and back, and they were all pierced into the skin and muscles, everywhere. However, because the distance from the grenade was a bit far away, the degree of the explosion was not serious. Moreover, his wounds had long healed from the front line to the rear.

After a general examination, the doctor found that the three pieces on his legs were troublesome. They were very close to the blood vessels. If they were hidden like this, it would be difficult to guarantee that there would be no accidents in the future.

Liu Zhanjun agreed to the operation, but did not agree to use anesthetics. He endured for half an hour and took out the three shrapnel.

As for the ones on his back, there were too many. Although the hospital asked him to follow up, Liu Zhanjun forgot about it after a long time. At that time, he didn't know what material the shrapnel contained in the enemy's grenade was, and he had no idea about lead poisoning, so he dragged it to the present.

In the eyes of outsiders, Liu Zhanjun was bravely injured, but he himself didn't think so.

While waiting to support the frontline positions, a unit was attacked and severely injured. There was no decent counterattack. It was a shame for joining the army. Other comrades sacrificed their lives for the country, which was considered as a shame to wash away the shame, but Liu Zhanjun survived. Because he was injured, he was sent back to the rear without even seeing the enemy. It was simply cowardly.

"If it was a grenade fragment, the surgery was really not easy to take, it was too small." Qi Jing said.

"Doctor, I also heard that it was the lead poisoning caused by shrapnel." Liu Zhanjun sighed and said, "This is the old comrades from the same camp calling me below. I didn't go with me more than 50 years ago. If I don't go to the appointment today, it would be unreasonable."

Liu Zhanjun is really tired.

When he joined the army at the age of 16, his parents were there. After he recovered and returned home, his father had already passed away. Only his mother was left alone in his hometown, and he was still crying and blind. From the day he arrived home, he took on the burden of supporting the family and worked day and night.

At the age of 30, he finally got married. His wife gave birth to a son, but he left due to severe bleeding after childbirth.

He pulled his son up alone, sent him back to the army, then raised his granddaughter and watched his granddaughter marry a good family. After 50 years of busy work, Liu Zhanjun brought up a whole family. After over 70 years of age, he gradually felt that he had lived enough money and had no worries...

"Old Liu, you have a great-grandson."

Qi Jing suddenly said something, then gently pushed Li Wenyi beside him. Li Wenyi immediately appreciated the favor and continued: "Yes, old man, Xue'er gave birth just now, she is a fat son, mother and son are safe!"

"Snow had a great-grandson?"

Liu Zhanjun didn't know if it was because of lead poisoning that affected his nerve cells, and his reaction was a little slow. After hearing these words, he was dazed for a while before he realized: "Great-grandson...I want to be my great-grandfather?"

"Yes, you're going to be the great grandpa."

Li Wenyi's eyes were wet and said, "How can you leave at this time? Xueer and I have to work, and our parents are in the army and cannot go home. The whole family is still pointing at you."

"Four generations live together, Lao Liu, you are so lucky."

Liu Zhanjun forgot that his granddaughter was pregnant. Now he didn't know what to say, so he could only nod and mutter in his heart: Wait for a few more years...

After completing the ideological work, Liu Zhanjun was pushed into the CT room.

I only made a flat abdominal film before, and the shrapnel that had been dissolved had been well mixed into the abdominal organs. Now I use CT as a cross-sectional film, and pieces of fragments can enter their field of view for the first time.

“Too many.”

The two consulting doctors from General Surgery and Orthopedics watched the film together and discussed: "Our orthopedics are responsible for taking four larger fragments on both sides of the lumbar spine. The others are too small and too difficult to find."

"I have seen the two pieces of the back heart. They are quite superficial. You can also touch them with your hands, and you can take them with ordinary people."

"That division of labor and cooperation."

"Okay, I'll contact the operating room now."

......

I have to say that when I was diagnosed with chronic lead poisoning, I felt relieved.

The treatment of lead poisoning is not difficult, and the old man has no serious sequelae. Lead removal treatment can effectively reduce the lead content in the body, and an irregular time bomb was eliminated.

"I'll leave first." Qi Jing also packed up his own things like Ji Qing just now and prepared to leave.

"Brother Qi, you said you were in the middle class for me just now." Hu Dongsheng had some resentment, "Why, have you regretted it now?"

"Ji Guanghao is here." Qi Jing shook his cell phone, "I'm here to see the patient."

"Which patient in the respiratory department?"

"It's not all right, right?" Qi Jing said, "There is also Wu Zhenggen, who has systemic amyloidosis. This month's treatment has encountered a bottleneck and his health is getting worse and worse. Boss Ji decided to come over to express his condolences, and then go to the respiratory department to discuss the situation of the new patient."

Wu Zhenggen is a terminal illness. It is a merit to help him live for a while, but Guanghao Fund needs to make a name for himself and must have a stronger diagnosis.

The patient in the respiratory department who had been recurrent pneumonia for 16 years was the second patient in Guanghao Fund and needed to assume such a role.

"I really want to go, too." Hu Dongsheng looked at the medical record cards all over the wall, a little envious.

"Today is not a consultation, I'm just going to discuss countermeasures." Qi Jing said, "If you find anything, I'll tell you."

"Okay." Hu Dongsheng was a little surprised, "But it's past 6 o'clock now, Director Luo is still there?"

"Luo Tang was happy to be able to open the examination fee and try to diagnose difficult patients. Now that Ji Guanghao has arrived, he will definitely stay and talk about the process." Qi Jing said, "For this patient, he has also been worried a lot, and he has even prepared to write a case paper."

"Then do I have a chance..." Hu Dongsheng pointed at himself, his face full of expectations.

As a doctor, he is already considered an introductory, but doctors not only need medical skills, but also need a considerable thesis to improve their professional title. For him and Gao Jian, graduation from a master's degree is not a problem, but if you want to successfully get into Wang Ting's doctoral exam, it is unreasonable to have a few outstanding SCIs.

"I will call you and Gao Jian at the next major meeting." Qi Jing suggested with a smile, "You should try to speak as much as possible. As long as your opinions can make Luo Tang's eyes shine, he might put your names in as soon as he is happy."

Hu Dongsheng nodded, this was a good opportunity.

"But you still have to write your own papers. No matter how many articles you follow someone else's name, it's not considered your own." Qi Jing warned.

"Can Liu Zhanjun's case be written?"

"Do you want to write about Liu Zhanjun?"

In fact, if you want to talk about the complexity of the case, Liu Zhanjun's chronic lead poisoning is highly concealed and the diagnosis process is tortuous. If the writing is polished, it may be able to meet the SCI standard in terms of quality. But the problem lies in the source of lead poisoning. A veteran who has been discharged for many years did not diagnose chronic lead poisoning until 50 years later, which is unimaginable abroad.

"Brother Qi, do you mean that SCI is not easy?"

"You can also try it, but the foreigners' way of thinking is different from ours." Qi Jing suggested as a person who changed the article twice, "The papers published in magazines are much more troublesome than those of undergraduates. You always have to try to write a few submissions by yourself. In this regard, Gao Jian is better than you."

Hu Dongshengsheng has lived experience, excellent acting skills and sensitive clinical thinking reactions, while Gao Jian maximized his professional knowledge and must be much better than Hu Dongsheng in theoretical knowledge and paper writing.

Hu Dongsheng knew this better than everyone, and the paper was definitely a must-pass: "Then after I finish writing it, I will submit it once at home and abroad."

"You can show it to Director Wang after you finish writing."

"Um."

......

The patient in the respiratory department is named Zhou Hua, with a very ordinary name, but his lungs are not ordinary at all. He has been repeatedly infected with the lungs for sixteen years, let alone Qi Jing, even Luo Tang has never heard of it. Last night, Qi Jing checked a lot of information, but due to time, there was no result.

Today, the patient has completed a considerable number of examinations, especially lung function examinations. Qi Jing happened to take advantage of Ji Guanghao to come to the hospital and go and have a look.

Qi Jing got on the elevator and just arrived at the respiratory ward and saw that the door of the intensive care unit was full of family members. Someone wiped his tears and cried quietly. After he looked at it and confirmed that it was not Zhou Hua's ward, he came to the nurse's desk and asked, "Is Director Luo Tang here?"

"Director Luo?"

The young nurse who was dealing with the death triple order looked up at Qi Jing, then pointed at the doctor's office behind her with her hand, and said, "I was wandering in the treatment room just now, but the blink of an eye disappeared. If you want to find him, go to the director's office, maybe there."

Qi Jing nodded, but he didn't go to the office. Instead, he turned around and walked along the corridor to the entrance of the corridor.

He pushed open the two spring doors hard, and the smell of smoke accumulated in the stairs rushed into Qi Jing's nasal cavity.

"Director Luo?" Qi Jing asked in the empty corridor.

"..." The corridor was quiet, but some echoes were heard back.

"Are you there? Director Luo?"

“…”

"It should be here." Qi Jing smiled.

“…”

"...Ahem, ahem, how did you know I'm here?"
Chapter completed!