"I'm fine, I'm fine."
Huo Congjun resisted verbally for a few seconds, but he was still led to the examination table by Ling Ran.
Doctor Zhou looked at Huo Congjun hesitantly. He quietly walked to Ling Ran's side and watched him listen to Old Huo.
Psychologically speaking, Huo Congjun had always been as fierce as a lion, as strong as a lion, and as fierce as a lion in Doctor Zhou's mind.
He did not consider that he still needed to perform a physical examination on Huo Congjun.
Even now, when he saw Ling Ran, Doctor Zhou was still a little unsure.
"How is it?" Doctor Zhou looked at Ling Ran and listened carefully. When he put down the stethoscope, he asked before Huo Congjun did.
Ling Ran did not give the answer directly like he did with patients. Instead, he first talked about listening and said, "The intensity of the heart sound is weak at S1, and the P-R interval is basically normal. There is a very slight valve opening sound …"
"Mitral valve insufficiency?" Doctor Zhou looked at Huo Congjun and Ling Ran. He was not a doctor from the Cardiology Department, but he still knew a little about listening.
The mitral valve was a valve on the heart, and it was equivalent to a valve on the heart.
It opened when the left ventricle pumped out blood, and fresh blood filled with oxygen was pumped into the artery. At the same time, it would firmly guard the entrance and exit during non-working hours to prevent stale blood from mixing in.
Mitral valve insufficiency meant that there was a problem with the entire system. It was equivalent to a leaky valve working. Or, it was a door that could not be closed completely, so the whole room was threatened.
Of course, if it was just a simple and mild mitral valve insufficiency, it would cause limited problems. Many patients could live for decades with the disease. Therefore, it was more of a sign of the disease's progress.
Ling Ran looked at Huo Congjun again and said, "Based on the situation of the auscultation, it's not to the point where surgery is necessary, but we still need to do a color ultrasound to confirm it. It's best to do a comprehensive examination …"
"It's not that bad …" Huo Congjun sat up slowly. "I'm in a good state now … cough …"
He wanted to hold back his cough, but it still came out.
"I have a cold. I stayed up late a few days ago, and I can't stand it anymore, "Huo Congjun said to himself.
Ling Ran did not talk to Huo Congjun. He only said, "It's better to do a physical examination first."
"I'll make the arrangements." Doctor Zhou immediately agreed and skipped over Huo Congjun.
"Both of you …" Huo Congjun snorted a few times, but in the end, he also acquiesced.
Doctor Zhou immediately sent a WeChat message.
Huo Congjun waited quietly for him to finish and asked, "The two of you didn't come here to give me a checkup, right?"
After he left the examination table, Huo Congjun's voice seemed to be filled with the dignity of a lion.
Doctor Zhou's expression froze, and he quickly said, "How can that be? I only came because there's good news. Doctor Ling … "
"I drew some pictures of the liver's mutated blood vessels, and I'm planning to publish a book on them." Ling Ran described the situation in a straightforward manner. He did not make any embellishments.
However, Huo Congjun was in a good mood because of the Preface to Life of Doctors of Zhou. He was very happy that Ling Ran was able to explain it to him. He could not help but smile and say, "It's good that you're going to publish a book. It can be used as an exception during the evaluation of professional titles. We can use the department's money to pay for this. "
In the hospital's financial system, the department should be at the level of capillaries, but they also had a certain degree of autonomy. It was normal for them to spend tens of thousands of RMB to publish a book or buy a research paper.
In comparison, the treatment group's financial power was weaker, and it would not be proper for them to use money. Huo Congjun also thought from this direction and suggested that the department should pay for it.
Doctor Zhou knew that Ling Ran did not understand, so he quickly agreed to it. He then smiled and said, "Department director, can you make an exception for Doctor Ling and promote him to an attending physician this year?"
"Yes, he has research papers and projects, so he's already qualified. It's even better if he publishes a book. By the way, are you looking for a bookseller or a publishing company? You have to find a reliable one, and it'll be released within the year, "Huo Congjun added.
"I'll keep an eye on it later," Doctor Zhou answered. He did not feel uncomfortable at all because he was manipulating things behind the scenes. Even if he brought this matter to the hospital administration committee to talk about helping Ling Ran get a professional title, he would still have plenty of reasons to explain it.
"Go ahead." Huo Congjun waved his hand and returned to the computer to look at the medical records.
Ling Ran followed Doctor Zhou out. Before he walked out of the door, he said, "Department director, do the examination in time, don't delay it."
"Got it, don't worry." Huo Congjun nodded in comfort.
After they went out and walked for a while, Doctor Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "I actually feel a little nervous."
"Oh, why?" Ling Ran asked.
"Department Director Huo is sick. From what I remember, Department Director Huo has always been as strong as a bear. Fortunately, it's not too serious … Think about it, with Department Director Huo's personality, do you want him to lie on the hospital bed? It's too difficult. He might wake up during the surgery and start scolding people … Besides, once Department Director Huo performs the surgery, what about the management of the Emergency Department? It'll probably be a lot of trouble … "
"Then you should still be worried." Ling Ran listened to Doctor Zhou's nagging and interrupted him.
"You're right." Doctor Zhou was stunned. "What do you mean? What do you mean I should still be worried? "
Ling Ran glanced at Doctor Zhou and said, "From the situation of the auscultation, the condition of the department director's valve is not good. The specific situation depends on the examination results."
Doctor Zhou could not help but frown. "Why didn't you say that just now? “
"A situation that requires further examination to be confirmed. Informing the patient in advance will only increase the psychological burden on the patient. It's meaningless."
"But …" Doctor Zhou gulped and said, "With the department director's personality, if you don't make it sound more serious, he might not go for a checkup."
Ling Ran thought about it, shook his head, and said, "It's okay. Just remember to supervise him. If it's just the mitral valve, there's no need to be too anxious."
"You're right … Wait, how did this become my business?" Doctor Zhou was shocked. 'What happened?' I was actually dumped alive by someone?
Ling Ran did not respond.
There were basically two methods in the field of mitral valve surgery. One was mitral valvuloplasty, and the other was mitral valve replacement.
This was similar to the knee joint technique he had already obtained. It was either meniscoplasty or meniscus replacement. The technique itself could not be said to be superior, but each had different indications and different levels of difficulty.
Up until now, Ling Ran did not know how to use any of these methods. If possible, Ling Ran was more willing to participate in the surgery himself, perform the surgery for Department Director Huo, or be an assistant to the chief surgeon.
He had accumulated quite a lot of skills that he could use now. Whether it was helping to look at the video data or directly using the Virtual Human to perform the surgery, Ling Ran could greatly increase the success rate of the surgery.
When it came to heart surgery, Ling Ran felt that it was still very necessary to increase the success rate as much as possible.
If there were any mistakes in the surgery of other parts of the body, the prognosis might not be good, and there might be many complications. But when it came to heart surgery, it was very likely that the patient would die.
As Ling Ran thought about it, he looked at the system.
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