"Doctor Wei, have a pork trotter. Yu Yuan, can you help me tear it? Let's be a good host, right? " When Zuo Cidian saw Wei Jiayou in the Emergency Medical Center, he treated him to a meal as if nothing had happened.
Of course, he could only treat Wei Jiayou to a meal. Even if the Emergency Medical Center prepared their own food, they would not be willing to take it out, let alone the food that fell from the sky.
Zuo Cidian's behavior was more like that of a person in society. This was also because of the environment. When he was in the town hospital, even if he quarreled with someone from the government or someone from the judicial office yesterday, the hospital would not treat him differently when he ran into someone from that department. Most of the civil servants in the town would meet each other frequently, and it was not good to offend them. At least, doctors rarely did so.
Zuo Cidian did not like Wei Jiayou, but he did not want to completely push him to the opposite side. Wei Jiayou had an academician as his teacher. If he really came at him, even Huo Cidian could not win against him.
Therefore, what Zuo Cidian did was to treat Wei Jiayou to a pork trotter.
However, Wei Jiayou was not that willing to eat pork trotters.
Especially the pork trotter that Yu Yuan tore open.
What a sin!
That hand had just helped the patient dig out feces.
In Wei Jiayou's mind, the image of Yu Yuan working hard appeared for the umpteenth time, and it was hard for him to get rid of it. Yu Yuan's small hand slowly extended her index finger and gently poked the patient's anus. Then, she poked it again and again …
Wei Jiayou could even hear the patient's voice echoing in his ears.
"Ah … hmm … hmm …"
When he thought of a seventy-year-old man holding back his moans, Wei Jiayou really regretted coming to the Emergency Medical Center.
"Eat." Yu Yuan pushed the plate in front of her as if she was feeding a goose, and the oily Lu family's pork trotter was placed in front of Wei Jiayou.
"I'm … not too hungry …" Wei Jiayou expressed his emotions in a euphemistic manner.
"I just put on a pair of gloves." Yu Yuan obviously knew what Wei Jiayou was thinking, but she still wanted to see Wei Jiayou eat the pork trotter that she tore.
Fecal impaction was a very tacky disease, and it was not very serious. At the very least, it was much less serious than intestinal obstruction. Many patients would suffer from it multiple times, but doctors who were not specialized in colorectal surgery could not really tolerate it.
For a cardiac surgeon like Wei Jiayou, even if he started performing liver transplants in other fields, he still had to face a clean laminar flow operating theater. He was a person who worked in operating theaters where the dust particle count was more than five microns, and he was already very unfamiliar with surgeries where patients would spew feces.
Digging poop was obviously not a scene he liked.
"Doctor Wei, you don't have to be so polite." Yu Yuan deliberately extended her index finger and pressed on the pork trotter. Then, she curled her index finger and flicked it.
"The colors are similar." Suddenly, Wei Jiayou took a deep breath, as if he had been revived. He wanted to say a few words to prove that he was knowledgeable.
Yu Yuan was stunned for a moment before she took a closer look at the pork trotter. She immediately shook her head and said, "That's impossible. Look, this pork trotter is dark red. The patient's fecal impaction is at most yellow-black with a little blackish-red. If it's placed under the sun, you might say that it's a little purple …"
Wei Jiayou was speechless when he heard that. "You're really observant."
"I can remember this kind of thing with just one glance." Yu Yuan was a little proud.
Wei Jiayou looked at Yu Yuan, and he began to feel that she was becoming more and more lofty.
To be able to recognize this kind of thing with just one glance and remember the color and other details, he wondered how much effort she had to put in on a daily basis … And this kind of effort …
"Doctor Wei, we still need to perform surgery later." Zuo Cidian began to urge him.
Wei Jiayou hummed in acknowledgment. He really wanted to get up and leave.
However, when he looked at Zuo Cidian's expression, Wei Jiayou felt that he could not show weakness.
It was easy to show weakness for a moment, but he did not know how Zuo Cidian would make fun of him later.
When Wei Jiayou thought of this, he closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he picked up a quarter of the pork trotter and chewed on it with all his might. His actions and demeanor were just like the first time he went to the autopsy room and saw a corpse soaked in formalin many years ago.
The only difference was that back then, his nose and eyes suffered the most. This time, it was his mouth and taste buds that suffered the most …
The moment the slightly sticky pork trotter touched his teeth in his mouth, Wei Jiayou felt his stomach churn.
Fortunately, he persevered. One bite, two bites …
When he took the third bite, Wei Jiayou's expression calmed down a little, and he began to taste it.
"Not bad. It's considered a delicious pork trotter, "Wei Jiayou commented earnestly to hide his previous expression.
"Lu Wenbin's pork trotters are quite good." Yu Yuan snorted. She also took a pork trotter and ate it seriously.
Wei Jiayou did not say anything else.
From his perspective, the medical skills of the members of the Ling Treatment Group in Yun Hua Hospital were really ordinary. They were just like normal doctors in the Emergency Department. However, they kept showing up in various fields, and Wei Jiayou could not help but pay attention to them.
Wei Jiayou forced himself to eat a pork trotter and left. In the afternoon, he sneaked back.
This time, he brought an associate chief physician he was familiar with from the General Surgery Department and went straight to the visitation room built by Huo Congjun to show off.
The other doctors in the Emergency Medical Center saw it, but they pretended not to see it.
Compared to the specialized departments, the doctors in the Emergency Department had long been used to treating patients beside the patients' family members. After the visitation room was built, although there were certain requirements, the doctors in the hospital and the doctors who were invited were basically not stopped.
Wei Jiayou actually quite liked this visitation room, but when he stood inside, he could not help but criticize it. "It's too extravagant. I think the current live streaming platform is pretty good. There's no need to build this kind of visitation room anymore."
"The things you see are still a little different." The associate chief physician who came with him chuckled and said.
"How different can it be … If you really want to learn skills, it's more useful to watch and analyze the video repeatedly. Rather than saying that this kind of live viewing of the operating theater creates an atmosphere, it's more accurate to say that it can satisfy the surgeon's psychological needs …" Wei Jiayou clicked his tongue and talked, which made people look at him.
Today, aside from Wei Jiayou and the associate chief physician, there were seven or eight other doctors waiting in the visitation room.
None of them had the intention to participate in Wei Jiayou's conversation. After all, he was a stranger, and they could say whatever they wanted.
Wei Jiayou gradually stopped talking when he felt that it was boring.
After a while, Ling Ran walked in from the operating theater downstairs. "Are the preparations for thoracotomy ready?"
Wei Jiayou pursed his lips. He felt that it was not appropriate for him to speak. If it were his subordinates, he would have directly scolded them.
But because it was Ling Ran, no one said anything …
At the same time, the system interface in front of Ling Ran also flashed.
[Mission: Admirable]
[Mission Details: Make many doctors express their sincere admiration]
[Mission Reward: Intermediate Treasure Chest (0/3)]
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