Ordinary junior doctors rarely had the chance to talk to chief physicians.
It was even more difficult to mobilize a chief physician and make him do whatever he wanted.
Even if it was Ling Ran's request, if it was not reasonable, he might still be rejected.
However, Zuo Cidian was not an ordinary doctor.
He easily found a suitable way.
"Chief Physician Tao, everyone said that your lectures are too good. I really hope that you can come here a few more times to give live lectures like this." Zuo Cidian brought a box of four large pig trotters and placed it on Chief Physician Tao's table. He smiled and said, "Young Lu has specially selected a batch of large pig trotters and cooked them with the most original broth. They have the original taste. Please bring some for your family to try."
Chief Physician Tao laughed. "Young Lu is very kind, Old Zuo, you are kind too. Hmm, I'll accept it."
"Look at what you're saying. With your status, you have to buy a cart of pig trotters every time you go out for freelance surgery. It's mainly because you're good at lecturing, and everyone feels that they have learned something. You know, young doctors nowadays are different from the past. When they listen to senior doctors, not only do they want to listen to what they say, but they also want their words to be meaningful, interesting, and meaningful …" Zuo Cidian smiled and used different words to compliment Chief Physician Tao.
Chief Physician Tao was already in the countdown to retirement. At this time, surgeons were like mafia bosses lying on the hospital bed, and they would always show their human side.
Chief Physician Tao looked at Zuo Cidian, who was as respectful as usual, and he felt very comforted. He even wanted to touch Zuo Cidian's head.
"Chief Physician Tao, are you free these two days? Can you give some suggestions for Ma Yanlin's surgery again?" Zuo Cidian noticed that Chief Physician Tao's expression was becoming more and more kind, so he took the opportunity to make a request.
"Hmm … Another round? The young doctors should be tired of listening to it, right? "Chief Physician Tao was a little hesitant.
"How can that be? If … they're really tired of listening to it, Chief Physician Tao, they won't be willing to end your lectures." Zuo Cidian did not have many words to flatter Chief Physician Tao, but he was definitely very thick-skinned.
This was just like a hardworking and hardworking coachman of the royal family. Although he still couldn't compare to his talented colleagues in terms of skills, as long as he maintained his momentum, he would still be able to achieve his goal — to make the horse feel good.
This was because, in reality, unlike what ordinary people thought, most of the horses that were being flattered did not have high expectations.
Chief Physician Tao did not expect Zuo Cidian to flatter him.
In the field of surgeons, it was inevitable that almost all surgeons were afraid of flattery. However, to be honest, when it came to the skills of flattery, most surgeons were still rather perfunctory. Almost everyone relied on their talent to make a living, and very few surgeons would seriously and diligently learn these skills …
"Alright, which surgery do you think is more suitable?" Chief Physician Tao was convinced by Zuo Cidian.
Of course, in his opinion, this wasn't a big deal.
As for Ma Yanlin, he needed to pay more attention.
A chief physician came to watch the surgery, and he even came with his own explanation mode. Even if it was meaningless, for the sake of his reputation, he had to be spirited.
Four o 'clock in the morning.
When Ma Yanlin arrived at the hospital, he brought a large bag of seaweed shrimp skin and sprinkled it into the tofu pudding. He also made a large bowl of kimchi rice. Once he was full, he brought two medical interns, a houseman, and an anesthetist with him. Then, he went to the ward in a mighty manner. There were plenty of in-service training doctors in the hospital, and he had plenty of manpower to use when he performed surgeries. However, it was impossible for Ma Yanlin to order the in-service training doctors to work at this time. After all, they were certified.
Under normal circumstances, the doctors in the Ling Treatment Group would only start work at five o 'clock in the morning.
"Knock knock. Hello, ward round. "Ma Yanlin went straight to the target ward.
"What?" After a long time, a puzzled voice came from the ward.
"I'm Doctor Ma. I told your family yesterday that I'll come for ward round earlier today." Ma Yanlin knocked on the door twice and stood quietly outside.
For the doctors in the Ling Treatment Group, this was a familiar scene.
Most patients were new, and the patients' family members were also new. Therefore, no matter how accustomed the doctors in the Ling Treatment Group were to waking up early or how many surgeries they performed in the morning, the new patients and their family members would always ask the same question.
"Doctor Ma?" The patient's family member opened the ward door with sleepy eyes. When he was sure that it was Ma Yanlin, his eyes were filled with puzzlement. "I thought that the ward round you mentioned earlier was at seven o 'clock or six o' clock in the morning."
"Morning is the most efficient time. We plan to operate on your father at nine o 'clock in the morning. This is the best time, and it's the golden time in the morning. Therefore, we also ask you to be fully prepared. We'll first draw blood for examination. If there are no problems, we'll anesthetize him on time. "
"Indeed, if you're the only patient, we can do ward rounds later, but we have no choice. There are still many patients who need ward rounds later."
"We'll do the examination first. The main reason you came to the hospital is to treat your father, right?"
Ma Yanlin skillfully answered the patient's family member's questions. He was quite calm when it came to this.
"How do you feel?" Ma Yanlin went to the patient who had been shaken awake. He looked at the sheet hanging at the foot of the bed and asked at the same time.
The old man who was lying on the bed snorted a few times and said, "I woke up at four o 'clock in the morning. I'm definitely sleepy."
Ma Yanlin smiled at the old man's anger when he woke up. He then said, "Do you still insist on performing open surgery? How's the discussion between the family and the patient going? "
"I'm the one who calls the shots when it comes to open surgery." The patient was about fifty years old. The son who accompanied him looked like he was only twenty years old. He looked confused, and he did not know what to say.
"No other family members came over?" Ma Yanlin continued to ask.
"No. It's just a broken hamstring. We can't just give out invitations." The patient waved his hand, sat up straight, and said, "You can sign whatever you want. It's fine as long as the surgery is done."
Ma Yanlin smiled and said, "It's mainly because at your age, it's quite good for you to perform minimally invasive surgery. Our open surgery is mainly targeted at athletes and sports enthusiasts who exercise a lot … "
He had a few candidates for the surgery. Even though the condition of the patient in front of him was more suitable for open surgery, he still had to make it clear.
The patient looked at Ma Yanlin and the few people who followed him. He pursed his lips and said, "If you want to confirm again, then I'll repeat my answer. I'm going to dance when I go back. Don't underestimate the amount of exercise involved in dancing. People with bad Achilles tendons can't dance …"
"Open Achilles tendon surgery can be considered a major surgery." Ma Yanlin reminded him, "Our incision needs to be more than ten inches long. If it's just for dancing, is it necessary?"
The anesthetist also reminded him, "If it's a minimally invasive surgery, we can just give you regional anesthesia. Open Achilles tendon surgery requires general anesthesia, and the surgery time is estimated to be four hours. "
He mentioned the surgery time a little longer. He did not scare the patient, but he scared the patient's son.
"Dad, why don't we just do minimally invasive surgery? It's about the same, right?" the son said in a daze.
"About the same? It's more or less normal. " The patient did not pretend to look at his son. He asked, "Are you going to accompany me for the rest of your life like you have been doing for the past few days?"
The son was stunned for a moment. "Aren't you fine now?"
"What about the next time? I'm already in my fifties, and my body will definitely get worse in the future. If I don't find you a good stepmother while I can still dance, you'll have to be prepared to ask for leave every day. " When the patient said this, he looked at the doctors and said, "You don't have to say anything else. I want the best Achilles tendon. I've practiced dancing for so many years, and I can't be dragged down by a hamstring."
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