"Yang Zi, help me get a small suture box. I want the blue one." Boss Shao shouted again, and the shop assistant who was cutting the mutton put down the meat cleaver and went to get a small medical box.
"The sutures you want are all inside. It doesn't matter if it's a scar. The earthen jar will inevitably break. I can continue to roast meat." Although Shao Jian said that, his eyes were fixed on Ling Ran's movements. He was obviously a little concerned.
Ling Ran opened the small blue box and found gauze, forceps, scissors, and other things. He also opened a new bottle of iodophor and said, "Let's start."
Shao Jian grimaced for a while because he had to take out the poke on the back of the hand and clean the wound. He could not use anesthetics during the debridement.
When it was time to suture, Ling Ran searched the box again and asked, "Is there no anesthetics?"
"I don't run a hospital …" Shao Jian smiled helplessly.
Ling Ran stared at him.
"Anesthetics are not easy to get. Don't use them today. The doctor also said that it is not good to use anesthetics too much. It's easy to get addicted. Just suture it like this. "Shao Jian gritted his teeth.
"Okay, I'll prepare two more gauze." Ling Ran nodded slightly. Using anesthetics for sutures was an inherent concept of Chinese. Many foreigners did not use anesthetics when suturing. Of course, it was not that foreigners were not afraid of pain. It was just that some foreigners were addicted to drugs and did not dare to inject. Some countries with universal health care lacked doctors and medicine. They had to wait three to four hours for anesthetics to be injected. Some foreigners could not afford to wait.
Shao Jian asked attentively, "Why do you need to prepare more gauze?"
"I'm afraid that if you struggle in too much pain, the blood will flow faster or the wound will be torn." Ling Ran called for Wang Zhuangyong and Chen Wanhao, who had been waiting anxiously for help.
Shao Jian's eyes were already wide open.
It was one thing to get used to it, but it would still hurt.
Wang Zhuangyong and Chen Wanhao had been interns for a few months, but they had not had their turn to suture human skin. They were extremely excited, but they could only sprinkle some disinfectant on it and look at Shao Jian eagerly.
"Doctor Ling, do it for me personally." Shao Jian was afraid that Ling Ran would give him to practice. Although he often practiced for doctors, being an intern was too low.
Ling Ran nodded. Even if Shao Jian did not say it, he would have sutured it himself.
When it came to debridement and suturing, it was not a big deal if the wound was slightly larger. The only difference was that the scar was slightly uglier. However, Shao Jian's wound was deeper, and it was not suitable for beginners to practice.
Ling Ran chose a relatively thick 0 thread to suture Shao Jian.
Shao Jian was a man who had to work to pay off his debts. It was impossible for him to wait for his wound to recover in a carefree manner. He still had to ensure the tensile strength of the suture thread. Of course, there was no need to use a thread that was too thick. If the tensile strength of the thread exceeded the strength of the tissue, it would be meaningless.
While Boss Shao gritted his teeth and endured the pain, Ling Ran quickly completed the suture. Even the others did not manage to react to it.
Chen Wanhao looked deeply at Ling Ran and said, "Ling Ran, you've changed."
"Ling Chen," Chen said.
Chen Wanhao said, "In the past, when we were in school, your specialty was your handsomeness, my specialty was money, and Wang Zhuangyong's specialty was being a mother. But now, you've become faster …"
"Yang Can'm. Ling say I kill you." Ling "re. Wang Zhuangyong picked up an iron skewer with his thumb and middle finger. "Zhuangyong, you're the only one who hasn't changed.
"Zhuangyong, you're the only one who hasn't changed. I can't take it anymore." Chen Wanhao gently pressed the iron skewer down. He sighed and said, "Forget it. I was going to buy a car after I started working. I'll buy it in advance. I guess I can buy a BMW 5 Series if I take out all my pocket money …"
"You don't have a parking space." Boss Shao relaxed when he saw that his hand was bandaged. He kindly explained to Chen Wanhao, "The parking space in your hospital is only for in-service doctors. You have to apply for it from the Medical Affairs Department. Interns can't apply for it."
Chen Wanhao was stunned for a few seconds. He asked in confusion, "How do you know this?"
"Of course. I wanted to apply for a parking space before, but there were often no temporary parking spaces …" Boss Shao said matter-of-factly. When he saw that Ling Ran had finished bandaging, he thanked him and said, "Your table is free today. Yang Zi, give us two portions of tripe."
Tripe was tender and chewy. It was most suitable for young people.
Ling Ran, Chen Wanhao, and Wang Zhuangyong finished one barrel after another.
Boss Shao did not care. When he saw them finish two barrels, he served two more.
The cost of two hundred skewers of tripe was about the same as two bottles of iodophor. Boss Shao could still afford it.
Other than tripe, there were also meat skewers that were continuously served.
The meat skewers in the Shao family's restaurant were all small pieces of meat. The meat was freshly cut lamb. They bought it mainly because it was tender. With good seasoning, it was very popular among the diners.
There were many people who bought it, and Boss Shao was injured. The supply of meat skewers could not meet the demand. Occasionally, there were a few skewers left, and they quickly served them to Ling Ran and the others.
The three of them did not care. They ate the roasted meat with the tripe and drank some Coca-Cola. They felt like they were about to sublimate.
"By the way, should I get a tetanus shot?" Wang Zhuangyong suddenly thought of this after he stuffed his stomach full of meat.
Before Ling Ran could speak, Boss Shao's voice came from afar. "I've been immunized against tetanus. I just need to get another shot every ten years."
"Boss Shao, you used to be a doctor, right?" Wang Zhuangyong slapped his thigh and gestured with his thumb and middle finger. He said, "I knew it. It must be because being a doctor is too hard, that's why you changed your profession. I've been writing medical records every day, and my skin has become rough. "
…..
The next day.
Ling Ran drove his hand-washed black Volkswagen Jetta to work and asked to arrange five surgeries. This caused the young nurses to discuss again.
The focus of their discussion was naturally not the five surgeries. Over the past month, Ling Ran often completed five to six surgeries in a day. Now that Department Associate Director Pan had returned to Japan to continue his training, and the tendon suturing of Yun Hua Emergency Department was recognized by his peers, it was possible for Ling Ran to continue to increase the number of surgeries.
However, the young nurses did not care about the number of surgeries. Everyone was more concerned about the Volkswagen Jetta that Ling Ran drove to work.
"Doctor Ling is still in his internship period, which is equivalent to studying in a university. Now that he has a car, it means that his family is quite well-off," a beautiful young nurse commented seriously.
"I heard that Doctor Ling drives a second-hand car, and it's not expensive. Others told me that it's a car similar to a Volkswagen Santana, "another beautiful young nurse commented seriously.
"So what if it's a second-hand car? It's a well-washed second-hand car, and it can still block the wind and rain. Buying a second-hand car is better than buying a good car to deceive girls. It means that Doctor Ling is a responsible person, "another beautiful young nurse commented seriously.
When they heard what she said, the young nurses became interested in chatting.
A few nurses who were originally resting at the nurses' station also sat behind the nurses' station in high spirits and joined in the conversation.
"Doctor Ling can buy the car he's driving now with the surgery fees he received last month. So, maybe Doctor Ling bought the car himself. Ah, he's indeed a responsible person. A man who used his savings to buy a car sounds so safe. "
"If I have a car, I can go somewhere further away with Doctor Ling. That's great."
"Doctor Ling has to be willing to go out with you."
"No matter what, Doctor Ling is also a person who owns a car. Hey, do you guys think that after Doctor Ling has a car, he'll be deceived by coquettish b * tches outside? "
The topic changed so quickly, and it was so close to life that it immediately made everyone think.
"Hey, what do you think if we organize an activity and go out to play?"
Wang Jia, the young nurse, suggested excitedly. She was Ling Ran's first choice as a scrub nurse in the operating theater. She often interacted with Doctor Ling at work. She had tried to touch his hand when she handed him the equipment, or touch Doctor Ling's broad chest when she wiped off his sweat. However, she had never interacted with Doctor Ling outside the hospital, so she was the most proactive at this time.
Nurse Liu, who was relatively older, looked at them with a smile on her face, but she said decisively, "Dinner gatherings are prohibited. Don't run into trouble."
"We can split the bill ourselves."
"Splitting the bill is not allowed either," Nurse Liu said, "Last time, someone from the provincial hospital organized a birthday party, and he was warned."
"So be it." Wang Jia pouted.
"Go and tell the head nurse. See if she will arrange for you to work the night shift for a month." Nurse Liu snorted softly.
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