Seven o 'clock at night.
Huo Congjun walked with a group of resident doctors, housemen, and medical interns in the observation room with his head held high.
He originally had an appointment at night, but someone stood him up, so he did not have the chance to sing the songs he had prepared, such as Heaven and Walk to the End of the World. This made Department Director Huo, who rarely had leisure activities, very unhappy, and the only thing that could comfort him was the ward round.
"I'm sorry, the normal ward round should be in the morning, but I'm really worried, so I came to take a look in advance." Huo Congjun apologized as soon as he entered the room. The sparse mottled hair on his head swayed with his movements, and he immediately won the favor of the patients.
"Ah, being a department director is really different. You still come to ward round so late."
"It's okay, it's okay. No patient will be unhappy when a doctor does ward round."
"That very handsome doctor also likes to come to ward round at night, but he doesn't come anymore. I don't know why."
The patients and their families were very tolerant of Department Director Huo, who came with a group of people. Forget about the department director's name tag and the arrogance of his subordinates, just his old age alone made everyone feel at ease.
Zhao Leyi covered his mouth and coughed a few times.
The resident doctor who was reminded quickly stood up and said, "Bed 1, patient Li Pan, sixty-six years old, right distal radius comminuted fracture, has been externally fixed … When he was admitted to the hospital, the patient's hypertension was one hundred and sixty, low pressure was one hundred, belongs to level three hypertension, the electrocardiogram showed abnormal ST-T, sinus rhythm …"
"Manual reduction?" Huo Congjun felt that he was too long-winded, so he did not listen to everything and directly asked what he wanted to know.
The resident doctor subconsciously flipped through the medical record and quickly said, "About that … the patient asked for manual reduction, but the effect was not good, so open reduction was performed this morning …"
"Hmm …" Huo Congjun nodded slightly. This was originally an orthopedic job, but it fell into the hands of the Emergency Department, so it was the Emergency Department's patient.
The patient lay on the bed and listened to the conversation of a few people. He quickly said, "Department Director Huo, your doctor's technique was not good, and I suffered twice. This is not appropriate. "
Huo Congjun said, "There are many reasons why manual reduction can't be done. I think your case …"
He took the medical record and looked at it, saying, "You took an X-ray after manual reduction. We found that the reduction was not ideal, so we let you do open reduction. This is responsible for you, and it's also good for your recovery."
"Then why do we still need manual reduction?" The patient could not help but complain.
The resident doctor also complained, "Isn't it because you strongly requested it?"
Huo Congjun turned around and glared at him. "What's wrong? Do you want a patient to teach you how to treat a disease? You're the one making the decision, not the patient. "
"Um … I wasn't the one who performed the manual reduction either …" The resident doctor lowered his head.
"Who's that?" Huo Congjun was extremely fierce.
The resident doctor lowered his head in silence.
Huo Congjun would not really scold the doctor in charge in front of the patient. He turned around and said to the patient with a smile, "Young doctors don't know how to speak properly. But since the patient has requested it, you can try manual reduction for your injury. However, the scope of application for manual reduction was relatively narrow. The bone was hidden in the flesh, and it was difficult to see clearly. If it was unsuccessful, open reduction was the normal medical procedure. Come, let me take a look at your arm. "
The patient quickly stretched out his hand.
"We're old, and our bodily functions have declined, so we have to pay more attention to our bodies. Take your diabetes as an example. You have to control it. This is a high-risk factor, and it's highly dangerous …" Huo Congjun's extremely patient manner toward the patient won praise from the patients. Everyone said that it was no wonder he was a department director. Look at how he did things.
A few resident doctors were secretly depressed. They had to perform ward rounds for nearly twenty patients every day. How could they be as meticulous and serious as a department director who only performed ward rounds once a week?
Huo Congjun was full of fighting spirit. He only took thirty minutes to examine four patients in a ward, which was very admirable.
Huo Congjun let out a soft sigh after he went out of the door. He did not enter the second room according to the order. Instead, he went straight to the observation room for the M-Tang technique group.
"Come and take a look at the suturing of this hand." Huo Congjun stood in the observation room for the M-Tang technique group, and his voice suddenly became louder.
There were no mistakes in the surgeries he performed. There were still cases where the results were not good, but those were caused by objective difficulties. It was rare for human errors to occur. For Department Director Huo Congjun, it was naturally much easier to perform ward rounds in such a ward.
The housemen and interns also gathered around out of curiosity.
One of the housemen asked the interns quietly, "Is Ling Ran really your classmate?"
"He's of the same rank," the intern who was asked answered gloomily.
Ling Ran's sudden rise inevitably made the interns of the same rank feel pressured.
Nowadays, no matter which department the doctors were from, whenever they met an intern, they would use Ling Ran as an example.
"What are the difficulties in suturing flexor tendons?" Huo Congjun suddenly started his interrogation mode, and he pointed at a houseman.
The houseman was stunned for a moment, and he was dumbfounded.
"Look, interns who are younger than you have already started performing major surgeries, and you can't even remember the key points of flexor tendon suturing?" Huo Congjun used the traditional teaching method to teach the houseman. He looked at the crowd and nodded in disappointment.
The houseman was stimulated by his gaze, and he suddenly had an idea. He said, "The difficulty is postoperative adhesion …"
"Too slow!" Huo Congjun instantly interrupted him.
The houseman's face turned green from holding back his words.
"Sigh, forget about performing surgeries. Look, you have to think about the key points again and again." Huo Congjun shook his head. "Someone tell me the pros and cons of various suturing methods. Tell me one by one."
"I'll do it." A smart intern quickly raised his hand and said what he knew, "Bunnel is the earliest tendon suture method …"
"Double cross …"
"Figure eight suture …"
"Kessler suture is the main surgical method of our Hand Surgery Department …"
"And the Tsushima loop suture …"
Huo Congjun called out names one by one. The housemen and interns answered one by one, and the resident doctors were not spared.
The family members of the patients in the ward looked at the group of young doctors, quietly took a photo, and then wrote the word 'miserable' on their faces before they posted it on their WeChat Moments.
Huo Congjun did not care what others thought.
He pressured the young doctors with questions, and at the same time, he reviewed the patient's situation.
The hospital mainly trained housemen and resident doctors. Except for a few geniuses, most doctors had to be abused for about ten years before they could achieve balance.
Balance did not mean that they would not be called out for questions. It just meant that they could ask other people to find balance.
"Do you know how difficult Ling Ran's M-Tang technique is?" Huo Congjun used the tone of someone else's child to ask the core question of the day.
The group of young doctors looked at each other, and they were unwilling to answer the question.
"The complexity of the M-Tang technique is far greater than the suture methods you just mentioned …" Huo Congjun looked at the group of young doctors and answered his own question with great emotion.
The patients in the ward also listened with eager faces.
Everyone hoped that they could get the best medical service, which was why so many famous doctors from different regions appeared. The flattery of patients was sometimes objective, and sometimes it was to satisfy their own spiritual needs.
Huo Congjun really liked the M-Tang technique that Ling Ran and him performed. Who did not like it? Doctors who could perform eight to ten surgeries a day would be treated like treasures in any hospital.
Even private hospitals like Aier Ophthalmology Hospital would try their best to feed the doctors who could perform ten surgeries a day.
Not to mention that the M-Tang technique that Ling Ran performed was so complicated that it almost monopolized the market.
"Those who know how to do hand function tests, come out and do a test for the patients. I'll also let you see what's going on with the M-Tang technique, which has an excellent yield rate of 97%." Huo Congjun was so excited when he talked about other people's children that he wished he could return to his youth.
A few doctors automatically stood up and did hand function tests for the patients.
While they were doing it, Huo Congjun explained in detail the difficulties of achieving various targets using the M-Tang technique. If he was given a microphone, Huo Congjun could sing Heaven right now.
The group of young doctors was dizzy from listening to him, but they had to listen.
It was not easy for them to endure until the hand function tests were completed. When the four people in the room achieved excellent scores, the group of people cooperated and applauded.
"Amazing, right?" Huo Congjun chuckled.
"Amazing," the young doctors answered in unison, and there was a hint of sincerity in their voices.
After all, it was already amazing to be able to perform the M-Tang technique. It was really amazing to be able to perform the M-Tang technique with almost excellent scores.
…..
At the same time, Ling Ran opened twelve Treasure Chests that he got because of praise.
The light from the Basic Treasure Chests shone on the barbecue grill, but only Ling Ran saw it.
Ling Ran flipped the chicken wings, glanced at the eleven Energy Serums, and looked at the skill book in the middle.
[Single Skill Book. Branch skill obtained: Cervical Spine Tendon Manipulation (Master Level)]
[Introduction: Manipulation is the most commonly used non-surgical method to treat cervical spondylosis. It is widely used.] The Cervical Spine Tendon Manipulation Technique loosens the muscles by pressing, rubbing, pushing, holding, rubbing, pointing, rolling, tapping, striking, shaking, flicking, and plucking. It is combined with the small angle sagittal manipulation technique. The clinical effect is accurate, and the effective rate is over 95%.]
Ling Ran glanced around and decisively picked up a few fresh chicken wings, beef ribs, and pork chops.
Ling Ran spread them on the plate and used the Cervical Spine Tendon Manipulation Technique he had just learned. He massaged them like he was massaging the cervical spine.
He was seen pressing, grabbing, pushing, rubbing, tapping, and even rolling his arms from time to time.
The young nurses, female doctors, and male doctors around him were fascinated by what they saw.
"Doctor Ling is so serious when grilling meat."
"I feel that this batch of meat will taste better."
"Doctor Ling is so handsome."
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