"Nurse Wang, there aren't many emergency patients today." The young resident doctor ran to the young nurse and handed her a bottle of iced black tea.
"I don't drink sweet things." Wang Jia did not take the drink.
"Look at my memory." The resident doctor patted his head and smiled. "It's already so late. Everyone must be exhausted. It's time for us to go."
The resident doctor and the nurse were colleagues. They were not like the unloved interns. It was not very nice to let them wait for a long time without a chance to start. Wang Jia's tone softened a little and said, "There's no work right now."
"There are no patients in the Emergency Department?" The resident doctor smiled.
The Emergency Department was equivalent to the screening department of a hospital. The Emergency Departments of larger hospitals had to transfer a large number of patients to other departments every day, especially critical patients. Most of them were sent to the operating theater after simple treatment and stabilizing their vital signs.
It could be said that as long as the Emergency Department wanted to do something, there would be endless work to be done.
This was also the reason why the resident doctors came to the Emergency Department to perform surgeries.
Wang Jia hesitated for a moment, but she did not tell them about the situation in the treatment room. She only said, "Today's patient situation is a little special …"
"We're not afraid of being special. We can do anything. Right, Old Wu? "Another resident doctor came over and spoke with his arm around Old Wu's shoulder.
Old Wu nodded solemnly. "Whether there's a ping pong ball stuck in the top or a ping pong ball stuck in the bottom, we can take it out."
Wang Jia had been a nurse for a few years. She would not be defeated by the dirty jokes of two resident doctors. She said with a straight face, "The standard of our Emergency Department is to take out a golf ball."
"How is it possible to take out a golf ball …" The two young people who had just entered the profession were instantly defeated.
"Alright, Doctor Wu, Doctor Li, come with me to help." After working as a nurse for a long time, she would have a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Although Wang Jia was not forgiving, she still had to give the resident doctors a chance. As for whether they could seize it or not, it was up to the attending physicians and chief physicians of the department to decide.
In the office a few meters away, the interns looked outside eagerly, but the sharp tongue did not even come.
Doctor Wu and Doctor Li followed behind Wang Jia excitedly and strode into the treatment room.
Once they crossed the threshold, the familiar heat hit their faces.
Doctors, nurses, patients, and their families walked back and forth in the small treatment room. They took a deep breath, as if they could inhale the irritating air.
Doctor Wu and Doctor Lee, on the other hand, had completely different feelings. They cherished every opportunity to make a move, whether it was a table tennis ball, a golf ball, or a volleyball.
"Doctor Zhou, these people are waiting to be sutured, right? Do you need our help?" First, Resident Doctor Wu found a familiar doctor from the Emergency Department. Then, he looked at the few tattooed men sitting on the isolation beds and drooled.
After working in the Emergency Department for a period of time, he had figured out the temperament of the doctors. Putting aside the fact that there was a huge gap between the chief physician and the associate chief physician, Doctor Zhou was the one who was most willing to give a chance to a first-class attending physician.
Of course, this could also be explained by the fact that although he was ugly, he was amiable and willing to slack off.
Doctor Zhou was slowly debriding the wound of a tattooed man. He said, "Suturing needs to be done, but I'm not in charge of them."
"Eh? Has the assignment been changed? "Resident Wu looked around curiously.
The emergency room was also managed by separate beds. An attending physician or a senior resident doctor would be in charge of a dozen beds or a few beds. The responsible doctor would be in charge of which bed a patient was assigned to to ensure that the responsibility was assigned to the patient.
The associate chief physician and chief physician only dealt with the disease itself. The other troubles of the patients were all assigned to the attending physicians and senior resident doctors for daily maintenance.
In the impression of Resident Wu and the others, the few beds in front of them belonged to Doctor Zhou.
Doctor Zhou said nonchalantly, "They asked Doctor Ling to treat their wounds."
"Who's Doctor Ling?" This was not a common surname. Resident Wu could not help but look around.
"He's over there." Doctor Zhou pointed.
As a local tyrant, he did not want to advertise for someone who had crossed the river.
Resident Wu looked in the direction Doctor Zhou pointed and saw Ling Ran sitting in the cubicle.
"Isn't he an intern?" Resident Wu was so surprised that his throat was wide open.
Doctor Zhou froze for a moment and asked, "Do you know him?"
"He came over with the interns this morning."
"Then, you're probably mistaken." Doctor Zhou could not help but laugh. Other things could be faked, but medical skills could not be faked.
With Ling Ran's amazing skills, he could probably help the Dutch conquer Taiwan with the skin he sutured. How could he be an intern?
Resident Wu did not know much about the situation either. His mind was mainly focused on practicing his skills. He laughed it off and said, "I see that there are quite a few patients waiting. Why don't we go and help them first?"
Doctor Li, who was beside him, also nodded.
Doctor Zhou chuckled and said, "Go and ask the patients if they're willing."
"They're here for emergency treatment, and they're choosing their doctors?" Resident Wu was baffled.
Doctor Zhou glanced at him and said, "They want to choose, what can you do?"
Resident Wu was stumped by the question.
Resident Doctor Li, who came along, did not believe it. He found a kind-looking, tattooed man with a unicorn tattoo on his arm and asked with a smile, "Does your wound hurt? Sit here, I'll suture it for you. "
A boy who liked unicorns would not be too violent, right?
The kind-looking tattooed man glanced at Resident Doctor Li in disdain and said, "I'm waiting for Doctor Ling."
"This is just a simple suture, it's the same no matter who does it." In order to learn, Resident Doctor Li was more attentive to the unicorn man than his girlfriend.
The unicorn man sneered and said, "Don't think that I'm a newbie. I've been to Yun Hua's emergency room many times, and it's the same no matter who does it. Do you see the buck on my arm?"
"This is a deer?" Resident Doctor Li widened his eyes and fell into deep thought as he stared at the deer's head with horns. 'Do tattoo artists nowadays not watch Animal World?'
The unicorn man said with hatred, "This deer's horn was sewn off by an idiot doctor, so it can only be washed to look like a unicorn. If you sew it off again, what should I do?"
"I'll change it to a horse's head." The tattooed man laughed three times. "Hahahaha!"
"It's easy to be mistaken for a donkey's head."
"A donkey's head can be considered a big dick. It'll be terrible if it becomes a mule. "
The few of them had obviously discussed this topic before. When they talked about it, they laughed so hard that they could not move.
"Broken-tailed Tiger, Crooked Dragon, Wooden Arhat, what are you so proud of?" The unicorn man raised his arm. The bloody unicorn looked very cute.
Doctor Wu held back his laughter and looked over. He saw that the tiger's tail on the Broken-tailed Tiger's arm was obviously not right.
The Crooked Dragon was not so obvious. If one looked closely, they would realize that the cloud under the dragon's belly was covered by its claws.
But Doctor Wu did not understand the Wooden Arhat.
All doctors liked to solve problems.
Doctor Wu racked his brains.
The owner of the Wooden Arhat became more and more displeased under Doctor Wu's gaze. He said, "I used to tattoo eighteen arhats. Idiot doctor. "
Doctor Wu was stunned for a moment. He almost laughed out loud.
"You happened to injure the tattoo, so there's nothing I can do about it." Resident Doctor Wu hid his smile and explained, "Your wound was probably bigger at that time, and the muscle tissue was probably turned inside out. If I suture the wound after cleaning it, it will definitely not be the same as before."
"If you don't know how to suture, then you don't know how to suture. Why are you talking so much?" The few of them were impatient to listen to him.
Resident Doctor Wu said seriously, "It's not that I don't know how to suture. Suturing also depends on the conditions. It's not like I can just suture whatever I want. "
"How can a plastic surgeon suture so casually?" The unicorn man was even more displeased when he heard that.
He was now used to the unicorn man. At least, girls liked him. He really did not want to change it to a horse head or a donkey head.
Resident Doctor Wu was defeated by the other party's logic. He thought for a few seconds and said uncomfortably, "In short, whether or not a tattoo can be sutured properly does not depend on the technique. It depends on the condition of the injury. It depends on luck. The plastic surgeon can only suture a small scar for you."
The unicorn man suddenly laughed and said, "I was almost fooled by you. I think you're just an old hooligan. You can't fight anymore, but you're still boasting. Look at Doctor Ling, he can suture everything! You're just not good enough. "
When he said that, the injured tattooed brothers agreed and acknowledged Doctor Ling. They also mocked Resident Doctor Wu for being "not good enough".
Resident Doctor Wu's face turned red.
After studying for more than ten years, he was always at the top of his grade, and his college entrance examination results were among the top five thousand in the province. He was enrolled in a 985 medical school and studied hard for five years. He was guaranteed a postgraduate degree, and he worked hard for his tutor for another four years. Finally, he made a name for himself and entered the famous Yun Hua Hospital in the province. He left early and returned late, stayed up late to study, queued up outside the Emergency Department to fight for opportunities, and then …
He was mocked by the tattooed brothers for being not good enough?
Resident Doctor Wu snorted. He did not want to be sutured anymore. He got up and went to the cubicle where Doctor Ling was.
While Resident Doctor Wu walked, he thought to himself, 'Suturing is just suturing. Can you even suture a flower?'
Then, he saw Ling Ran's operation.
'Plain and simple?
No way. '
Even a layman would know that Ling Ran's suture was not simple when he looked at his movements.
For a moment, Resident Doctor Wu wanted to mock Ling Ran by saying that he was exaggerating.
However, when he looked at the back of the patient, he saw that the eagle whose head was split open slowly recovered. Resident Doctor Wu really could not say that word.
Ling Ran's every move from inserting the needle to tying the knot was not just standard. It could also be said that he had thought it through. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, the eagle on the back of the patient would not close up after its head was split open.
However, a normal doctor would not actually think so much about a tattoo.
Doctors treated patients and saved people, not tattooists. They were more willing to use their exquisite medical skills on the patient's subcutaneous surface instead of the patient's subcutaneous surface.
Of course, most doctors did not have exquisite medical skills.
Most of the doctors' energy was also limited.
Except for resident doctors.
When Resident Doctor Wu thought of this, he suddenly had the urge to cry.
His tearful expression lasted for at least five seconds.
Then, Resident Doctor Wu put away his emotions, suppressed his impulse, and trampled on his dignity. With the shamelessness of a resident doctor, he went behind Ling Ran and praised him in a beautiful voice, "Doctor Ling, you sutured really well. How did you train to this level?! "
Resident doctors' spirit of learning was so pure.
Ling Ran, who had already sutured ten patients, was looking forward to the completion of the mission and the use of experience points. When he was suddenly asked, he said without paying attention, "I got it from the newbie gift package."
Resident Doctor Wu was stunned for a moment before he laughed. "Doctor Ling, you're so humorous. We met in the waiting room before. You came with the interns, so I thought you were also an intern. Are you working part-time in the medical school?"
"Call me Ling Ran. I'm an intern, I don't have a sense of humor. "Ling Ran's tone was a little stiff.
He had to focus to complete the bandaging. Master Level Suturing Technique did not include this part.
Resident Doctor Wu could not care less about Ling Ran's tone. The word "intern" shocked him.
Resident Doctor Wu blinked and slapped his thigh. "I knew it! I knew it … "
Interns were still medical students who had not graduated. When they saw resident doctors, they would often call them teachers.
But!
But …
This guy sutured really well.
For some reason, Resident Doctor Wu thought of the season when peaches were ripe. He was thirty years old, and with the living expenses he had saved up, he ordered the Giant ATX that he had been longing for online for a long time. His junior who had just enrolled in university drove the BMW 330 that his father rewarded him with and delivered the goods to his door. He even had a girlfriend who worked part-time with him while studying …
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