"Mister Wang, I'll give you a physical examination. Please pull up your pants." Ling Ran stood in front of the bed and roughly looked at the blood count and other reports before he started to palpate.
Surgeons who had been in the field for a long time had similar habits. They did not pay much attention to the examination reports. Instead, they believed in what they saw with their own eyes, instruments, and the conclusions of their palpation. In this regard, internal medicine did indeed have the basis to look down on surgeons.
However, Yun Hua Hospital was a typical hospital that inherited its surgeries. The previous hospital directors were basically doctors who came from surgeries. This was especially true in the past twenty years. Surgeons who were purely educated in orthodox medical schools spared no effort in surgery. Because of this, Yun Hua Hospital became the top hospital in the region, and it suppressed the provincial hospital and the People's Liberation Army General Hospital.
In comparison, the provincial hospital and other hospitals often had doctors from the departments of medicine and surgery taking turns to be the hospital directors. The internal development of the hospital was more balanced, and its competitiveness was weaker.
Competition was not about being comprehensive. Patients came to see a hospital based on its advantages. As for its disadvantages … No matter how good a hospital was, it could not get rid of the existence of disadvantages. The inpatient department of Peking Union Hospital was so old that it was terrifying, but the people who queued up to see the doctor still occupied three streets.
Before ordinary people fell sick, they had no concept of doctors, hospitals, famous doctors, and the like, and their sense of identity was also very weak.
However, people who were sick, especially those who suffered from relatively chronic or serious diseases, had to know about the doctors in hospitals and famous doctors even if they didn't want to.
It was the same for the patient in front of Ling Ran. He came because he was attracted by Ling Ran's reputation. After he asked Ling Ran for an Achilles tendon repair surgery, he insisted on staying in the hospital for a long time …
This was the third time Ling Ran gave him a physical examination. The patient cooperated and showed his wound. He smiled and said, "I feel quite good these few days, but I still can't exert force. It hurts a little …"
"The wound is fine. You're recovering well. Strengthen your rehabilitation." Ling Ran gave a few suggestions. They were all instructions given by the resident doctors on a daily basis.
But because it was said by a senior doctor, the patient nodded very cooperatively.
Ling Ran nodded slightly and said a few more words before he walked to the bed next door.
"Where's the patient's family?" the nurse asked in a low voice.
"My son went to work." The patient was an old lady. She replied gloomily, "I'm fine. I don't need to run around them."
Ling Ran walked over and nodded without making any comment. He then flashed a socially acceptable smile and said, "Then, let me take a look at your knee. If it recovers well, I can consider leaving the hospital."
"I don't want to leave the hospital either. I want to stay for a few more days." The old lady lay down and looked at the group of young doctors in a slightly defensive manner.
The nurse sighed helplessly. The patients in these two wards were all patients who had been hospitalized for an extended period of time. Some of them were patients who were unwilling to be discharged. Some of them had legitimate reasons, and some of them just had grand reasons.
"Do a physical examination first." Ling Ran still had the same request. He now had his own process of doing things, which was mainly arranged according to the skills he was good at.
The old lady made an 'oh' sound and said while lying down, "I can't use any strength."
"Let me help you tidy up your clothes." The nurse stepped forward to help.
Yu Yuan hesitated for a moment, but she was a little unwilling to take action. She turned around and signaled the intern Qi Zao with her eyes.
This was because Ling Ran was the one leading the ward round. If it were other young doctors doing ward rounds, the nurse would not necessarily follow them, and they could only do everything by themselves.
Qi Zao was still a medical student who had not received her graduation certificate. When she received Yu Yuan's signal with her eyes, she was still in the stage of understanding when she saw someone squeezing in from behind.
"Let me help too." The person who spoke was Han Wei.
She was quick to do things. She pulled the curtain around the hospital bed and quickly tidied up the old lady's clothes.
"Have you done this before?" The nurse noticed the large white coat on Han Wei and was a little curious.
"I worked as a nurse for a period of time." Han Wei smiled naturally.
"Oh, you're the one who wants to be a doctor …" The nurse let out a sound of realization.
"I'm the cleaner who wants to be a doctor." Han Wei did not look embarrassed at all, and she finished the nurse's sentence.
There were more than ten to twenty doctors behind them, and they all looked at Han Wei curiously.
Han Wei still looked as if she did not notice them. She had been a cleaner, a hawker, and had also tried to sell goods on the streets. When she first started doing these things, she was always worried that others would look at her. She was afraid that others would look down on her or look at her with colored glasses.
But later, Han Wei understood that most people would not look at her at all.
It was meaningless for her to be shy or mind.
Han Wei shook the hospital bed a little more, and she even poured water into the old lady's cup. Her movements were very skillful.
"Why did you stop?" the nurse followed Han Wei out and asked curiously.
"Are you a nurse?"
"Yes, I see that you're quite familiar with it, and you don't look tired." The nurse gossiped from the patient's perspective.
Han Wei smiled and shook her head. "Nurses have to stay up late. I don't want to stay up late."
The nurse laughed. "I'm afraid you don't know that doctors stay up even longer."
"Doctors staying up late is more interesting than nurses staying up late." Han Wei now looked like she was going to go all out.
The nurse pursed her lips. "Of course it's interesting for doctors to stay up late. They all go straight to sleep."
"Shh …" Yu Yuan slid out from the front and gestured for the two to be quiet.
The nurse pursed her lips again and did not say anything. After all, Doctor Ling was leading the ward round.
Han Wei, on the other hand, stared at the green water ghost on Yu Yuan's wrist. Yu Yuan's wrist was thin and small, and it was a little strange for her to wear such a big watch. However, the Emergency Medical Center had been talking about this watch for the past few days, and it made Han Wei very curious about it.
She had to work for two years without eating or drinking to afford a watch. No matter how she thought about it, it felt unreal …
* Buzz, buzz, buzz. *
Zuo Cidian's phone rang while he was in front.
However, Zuo Cidian's phone rang often, and everyone did not think much of it.
Zuo Cidian also apologized and squeezed out from the crowd. He walked to Yu Yuan and the others before he picked up the phone and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Doctor Zuo, is it convenient for Doctor Ling? We have a patient who is undergoing CPR here, and we want him to take a look." A hurried voice came from the phone.
Zuo Cidian frowned. "Even if we let Doctor Ling take a look at CPR, he can't guarantee that he'll treat the patient well. Isn't there a CPR team in the emergency room?"
Ever since Ling Ran started performing CPR, especially prolonged CPR, a CPR team was formed. Compared to CPR performed by a single person, the success rate of such a team was obviously higher.
The person on the other end of the phone hesitated for half a second before he said, "I'm really sorry, but because the patient is a pregnant woman with a forty-week gestational age, CPR has been going on for fifteen minutes. If it really doesn't work, we'll have to perform a C-section."
The purpose of CPR was to supply oxygen to the body, especially to the brain. However, even the best CPR could not guarantee the supply of oxygen. For a pregnant woman who still had a full-term fetus, the best CPR could not guarantee the supply of oxygen to the fetus.
In other words, a C-section was the best choice for the fetus.
Continuing CPR was the only hope for the pregnant woman.
This was a problem of saving the mother and the baby!
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