Ling Ran was already used to the system's abrupt behavior. He paused for a moment before he continued as if nothing had happened.
The skinny Doctor Xiong raised his head and glanced at Ling Ran. He shouted, "Juan Zi, come and help."
He had retired from the hospital for almost ten years, but he knew what a newly graduated intern was like. He did not expect Ling Ran to really help.
Juan Zi was the signature nurse of Lower Groove Clinic. There was only one nurse in Lower Groove Clinic. She weighed one hundred and eighty pounds, and her weight was equivalent to that of two other nurses.
The old wooden floor let out thumping sounds. It was obvious that Juan Zi was moving quickly, and it gave people a sense of security.
"What are you doing?" Juan Zi's voice was equally powerful and deep.
"We're going to bandage Boss Yang's wound again," Doctor Xiong said as he directed Boss Yang to sit in the treatment room. He then dispersed the onlookers.
Ling Ran followed them into the treatment room.
He had treated more than ten patients with knife wounds today, and he was already quite confident.
The treatment room of the small clinic was usually used for injections and sutures. There was a big hospital nearby. Ordinary people were willing to go to the Emergency Department to suture their wounds, but when it came to suture removal, they were too lazy to register.
Of course, according to the requirements of the Health Department, the small clinic was also equipped with debridement, suturing, and disinfection equipment.
While Doctor Xiong slowly unwrapped the towel wrapped around Boss Yang's hand, Ling Ran prepared a large suturing kit.
Needle holder, toothless forceps, toothed forceps, curved scissors, straight scissors, tissue forceps, vascular forceps, cloth forceps …
Ling Ran counted them one by one.
Suturing was the simplest procedure in surgery, but it was also a minor surgery, so all the necessary equipment was necessary.
"I'll help you quickly treat it. Disinfect it first …" Doctor Xiong washed his hands, took out hydrogen peroxide, and prepared to pour it on Boss Yang's wound.
* Splash. *
Ling Ran turned on the faucet and began to wash his hands in seven steps …
Doctor Xiong huffed and puffed as he suppressed the coughing in his throat. He said, "Young Ran, let's just do a simple disinfection and stop the bleeding."
Ling Ran turned around and smiled. He had nothing to explain. Some things could not be explained with words.
Doctor Xiong could not put down his bleeding palm and ignore it. Instead, he could not care less about why Ling Ran washed his hands.
After a few sentences, Doctor Xiong still focused his attention on Boss Yang's palm. He poured disinfectant on the wound and said, "You were cut by a knife. The good thing is that debridement is easy, but the bad thing is that the wound is quite deep. It's very likely that your tendon is injured. It's best if you go to Yun Hua Hospital for a checkup …"
"Let me take over." Ling Ran watched as Doctor Xiong completed the disinfection procedure. He then put on his gloves and sat on the chair beside Doctor Xiong. He gently turned Boss Yang around, and the latter looked at Ling Ran in shock.
Doctor Xiong and Juan Zi looked at each other.
As a neighbor, Boss Yang naturally knew who Ling Ran was. He also knew that Ling Ran had gone to medical school. However, the difference between studying and doing things was something that everyone in society knew very well.
Boss Yang endured the pain and said, "Ling Ran, this isn't a small injury, right?"
"It's just a palm. It hasn't been chopped off yet, so it's not too heavy," Ling Ran said, thinking that he was comforting her.
Boss Yang muttered the word "cut off" and suddenly felt uneasy.
Most patients had a certain level of knowledge about normal diseases. Many of the patients received in the Emergency Department were due to accidents. They did not have a corresponding understanding of their own conditions, and most of them relied on the doctors' opinions.
Boss Yang looked at Doctor Xiong hesitantly.
In medical institutions, patients were very easily influenced by doctors. They did not have the corresponding knowledge reserves, and they were faced with various crises, big or small. Therefore, they were easily influenced by professionals or people who seemed to be professionals.
For Boss Yang, he should normally go to a big hospital to treat his wound. However, it was still a little scary to carry a bleeding wound and travel ten kilometers.
In comparison, Doctor Xiong was even more suspicious. He even changed the way he addressed Ling Ran. He said, "Ling Ran, it's better for us to be safe …"
Before he finished speaking, Ling Ran was already holding a pair of forceps and operating on the wound.
"Ouch!" Boss Yang cried out.
"After the debridement, we'll inject anesthetics. It's not easy to get a second infection, so bear with it." As Ling Ran spoke, he turned around and said with a smile, "Sister Juan Zi, please give me 2% lidocaine and dilute it to 1%. Also, prepare some hydrogen peroxide and iodine complexes. "
The process of debridement and suturing was basically the same. Ling Ran did not complicate things and started operating according to the prescribed order.
When Juan Zi saw that Doctor Xiong did not respond, she did as she was told.
In fact, Ling Ran had already used a pair of scissors. Doctor Xiong hesitated even if he wanted to object.
Under normal circumstances, it would not matter if he thought about it for half a minute or even a minute.
However, with Ling Ran's Master Level Appositional Suturing Technique, one minute was long enough for him to suture dozens of stitches.
Speaking of which, Boss Yang's injury could not be considered a minor one. A severed tendon would affect the function of the hand. If the suture was not done well, it was possible that he would not be able to hold the hand in the future and could not perform delicate tasks.
If he was sent to the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital, the attending physician's opinion would probably be to send him to the Hand Surgery Department for treatment.
From a doctor's perspective, Boss Yang's injury was actually more serious than that of the tattooed man who was cut.
However, for Ling Ran, there was not much of a difference.
The Master Level Appositional Suturing Technique he mastered was much better than most of the doctors in Yun Hua Hospital.
Suturing tendons was a challenge for the doctors in the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital, but for the Hand Surgery Department, it was just a normal job.
For Ling Ran, it was a piece of cake.
Boss Yang owned a knife-cut noodles restaurant. For more than ten years, he relied on his skills to make a living. In other words, he needed a fully functional hand to work.
If he was sent to the hospital, he might receive a more ideal suture, but he might also receive average medical care.
Ling Ran believed that his skill could reduce the probability of negative outcomes to the greatest extent.
He sutured very seriously. His speed was slower than when he was in the emergency room, but the effect was outstanding.
"I'm done suturing. I'll bandage it for you now. Don't let the wound get wet, and remember to change the dressing … "Ling Ran reminded him as usual.
Beside him, Doctor Xiong was already dumbfounded. 'Is the Medical College of Yun Hua University really that good?'
As far as he knew, an intern from the medical college might not be able to perform such a suture on his own even after two years as a houseman and two years as a resident doctor.
Ling Jiezhou was much more straightforward. He rubbed his hands and said excitedly, "Son, with your skill, you're qualified to work in our clinic."
Although he was not a doctor, he was experienced and knowledgeable. Most importantly, Doctor Xiong supervised the entire process, and that itself was enough to make him feel at ease.
Ling Ran said, "I still need to do my internship."
"It's good to help you save some salary." Ling Jiezhou sighed.
Doctor Xiong was unmoved. He said calmly, "Not a single cent less."
Ling Jiezhou snorted. He wanted to go forward to argue, but he heard someone yell behind him.
"Dad, dad, where are you?"
In the blink of an eye, a well-built figure dashed over.
"It's done. It's fine now." Boss Yang pointed at his half-bandaged hand and forced a smile.
Boss Yang was not at ease, and his son became even more nervous. He widened his eyes and asked, "Didn't you call an ambulance? Why did you suture it here? "
"They sutured it in the clinic. Why send it to the hospital?" As a neighbor, Boss Yang was somewhat embarrassed. He said weakly, "Hu 'zi, don't be anxious …"
"How can I not be anxious? Crippling my hand is something that will happen to me for the rest of my life. How can a big hospital compare to a small clinic? " Yang Hu looked fiercely at Doctor Xiong and Ling Ran, who were wearing large white coats. Finally, he fixed his gaze on Doctor Xiong and asked, "How dare you treat such a serious injury? My father relies on his hands to make a living. If he can't recover his normal function, you'll have to support my father for the rest of his life. "
Doctor Xiong touched his chin and said vaguely, "Normal function? This concept is too big …"
"It's done." Ling Ran clapped his hands and said, "The surgery went smoothly. You can take him to the hospital for a checkup. Pay attention to rehabilitation after the surgery. The probability of recovering his normal function is very high."
"Does that mean there's a possibility that he can't recover?" Yang Hu was even more dissatisfied.
Ling Ran frowned. Before he could speak, his father pulled him back.
Ling Jiezhou knew his son's personality too well. He pulled him back from behind and immediately said to Yang Hu, "There's a possibility that he can't recover, but the probability is very low. It's like buying a lottery ticket. If you really encounter it, there's a way to deal with it, right?"
Yang Hu was stunned by his words. 'Is there a high probability of refuting? Isn't that like cursing my own father? '
"Hu 'zi, Lower Groove Clinic has been operating for decades, and we've treated thousands of people in the neighborhood. When have you ever seen us messing around and causing problems? We don't do things that we're not confident about. "Ling Jiezhou did not speak quickly, but his words were very infectious.
Yang Hu's anger subsided a little. Although Lower Groove Clinic was a small clinic, it was a small clinic in an alley. Before he went to university, he would also come here for treatment when he had headaches and fevers.
"Your father's injury is neither serious nor light. The ambulance didn't come at that time, and we didn't know if there would be a traffic jam on the way here and on the way there. We have the ability to deal with it, so we decided to deal with it. We can't just watch him bleed all the time, right?" Ling Jiezhou did not know any medical skills, but he empathized with Yang Hu.
He patted Yang Hu's shoulder and said, "Don't worry. Since you're worried, take your father to the hospital for a checkup. After the checkup and you feel that there's no problem, you can come to us to settle the medical bills, okay?"
"You've said both the positive and the negative." Yang Hu could not lose his temper. He thought about it and said, "I'll take my father to the hospital for a checkup now and see if there's any way to remedy it. It's fine if there's no problem, but if there's a problem … "
He did not continue. He angrily picked up his father, placed him on the wheelchair at the entrance of the clinic, and pushed him away …
Juan Zi reached out and wanted to stop him, but Ling Jiezhou stopped her.
"There's no hurry. We're just doing a neighborhood business. We'll just return the money when the time comes." Ling Jiezhou, who had been running the clinic for thirty years, had weathered many storms, so he was quite calm.
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