Early in the morning.
Ling Ran came to the hospital after a good sleep and ordered breakfast in the cafeteria. He ate kimchi, moo shu pork, radish, milk, yogurt, soy milk, pistachios, cashews, oranges, apples, and bananas given by two female nurses, a female doctor, a medical intern, and a patient's family member. He patted his belly and went to the office. After he prepared the medical records and other things, he followed Huo Congjun to start the ward round of the Emergency Department.
Huo Congjun held his head high and puffed out his chest. He was like a lion that had eaten too much and occupied too much. He seriously scanned the dozen or so observation rooms.
In the past, there were not so many patients for him to examine in the Emergency Department.
Huo Congjun felt so good that it was as if he had eaten a free breakfast.
He checked three rooms in the observation room, and Ling Ran and Lu Wenbin did the introductions for the remaining rooms.
For ordinary emergency cases, staying in the observation room for one to two days was considered serious. Most patients who stayed in the observation room for more than three days would be referred to specialized departments. For the most basic case of abdominal pain, if it could be treated in a day, it would be referred to the Emergency Department. Two days later, it would either be referred to the General Surgery Department or the Gynecology Department. At the very least, the Department of Urology would be waiting for it. It was impossible for the patients who were treated using the M-Tang technique to stay in the observation room for half a month.
The more Lu Wenbin did the brief introduction of the patient's condition, the more guilty he felt.
He was too much of a limelight.
Lu Wenbin could even imagine the thoughts of the other resident doctors, attending physicians, associate chief physicians, and chief physicians …
The only thing that could comfort him was that the M-Tang technique project team had brought real benefits to the Emergency Department. They had treated almost two hundred patients this month, and on average, each doctor could get one to two hundred RMB. The associate chief physicians and chief physicians could get a little more.
Lu Wenbin thought that he would probably not be discriminated against if he was a little in the limelight because of this.
"The prognosis of the M-Tang technique is very good," Associate Chief Physician Du suddenly said and asked Lu Wenbin, "Young Lu, what are the principles of tendon suturing?"
"Oh …" Lu Wenbin, who was letting his imagination run wild, was shocked. He hesitated for two seconds before he said, "The first is to ensure that the tendon does not separate when it heals. The second is not to strangle the tendon. The third is to ensure that there are no knots on the surface of the tendon. The fourth is to minimize the damage to the tendon as much as possible."
"Hmm, not bad." Chief Physician Du turned to ask a skinny resident doctor behind him, "Tell me about the flexor tendon area in Zone 2."
"Palms?" the thin and small resident doctor asked in a low voice.
"Nonsense, I already said it's a flexor tendon." Department Associate Director Du did not pretend to be expressionless.
"Oh … that … is from … the midpoint of the middle section of the finger to the palm stripe, the distal stripe."
"Um. Go back and read more books. Why do you have to spend so much time thinking about such a simple question?" Director Du was a little scary when he was angry.
In the hospital, young doctors were actually in a state of learning. They were scolded without any hesitation at all. Some young doctors could not stand it and would resign in anger. However, no one cared about them. For tertiary Grade A hospitals, those who wanted two legs would have two legs, and those who wanted one leg would have one leg …
Asking and answering questions during ward rounds was also a tradition of major hospitals. Senior doctors used this to determine the learning progress and level of junior doctors, and junior doctors used this to establish their own value. This process was very much like the training of a professional team. Getting a contract did not guarantee a player to play. The performance on the training ground was the key factor that determined whether a rookie could play or not.
Junior doctors who failed in the question-and-answer session or failed multiple times were like players who kept making mistakes on the training ground. They might even be too embarrassed to stay, and they did not have the ability to resist.
'If you have the ability, answer correctly.'
The hospital was still quite pure in this regard.
Department Associate Director Du turned his head slightly and glanced at the doctors.
The group of young doctors lowered their heads.
The tall and sturdy Lu Wenbin even wanted to bend his waist.
He subconsciously glanced at Ling Ran, who was taller than him. He wanted to seek some psychological comfort, but he saw that Ling Ran was calm and composed at that moment …
Lu Wenbin's heart instantly sank. 'We're done for!'
As a young doctor who had been an intern in the hospital for a year, housemanship training for three years, and a resident doctor for almost three years, Lu Wenbin concluded that young doctors must be humble, low-key, and obedient!
How could they be humble, low-key, and obedient? At the very least, they should not be like Ling Ran.
He was a perfect example of what not to do!
Lu Wenbin recalled countless moments when those calm and composed genius students were questioned by their senior doctors during ward rounds, and they began to doubt their lives …
Medical students who had only studied for five or seven years would only have studied for fourteen or fifteen years even if they worked for another six or seven years. How much could they know in such a short period of time?
There were thousands of reasons for people to get sick, thousands of diagnostic criteria, and different prognoses. When senior doctors were determined to make you stumped, there were really not many young doctors who could overcome them.
It would be really embarrassing if they turned from being calm to being at a loss.
Lu Wenbin did not dare to remind Ling Ran, so he could only look at him worriedly.
One second.
Three seconds.
Five seconds.
Half a minute.
Associate Department Associate Director Du looked as if he did not see Ling Ran.
Then, Chief Physician Tao, who was about to retire, also smiled and pointed at a resident doctor. He asked, "Tell us about the choice of suture materials."
The resident doctor who was asked answered stutteringly.
The questions asked by the chief physicians were not very difficult, but they were very detailed. It was definitely not enough to just read the books. They had to memorize them. And medical books were very expensive even if they were sold by the pound. It was inevitable that they would miss out on some.
For a department like the Emergency Department, when they suddenly started to ask questions from the Orthopedics Department, the resident doctors were even more frustrated.
However, since the senior doctors asked the questions, and there were indeed answers in this world, the resident doctors could only think of ways to answer them.
In fact, during the three years they were housemen, they had heard even more ridiculous questions, and at that time, if they could not answer them, they might not be able to get their license. Unless they did not want to work anymore, they could only let themselves be ridiculed.
Chief Physician Tao also glanced at the crowd with a threatening gaze.
Lu Wenbin lowered his head to look at Ling Ran again.
Ling Ran was still calm. He puffed out his chest and raised his head, looking as handsome as a group of doctors.
"Tell us about the fish-mouth suture method …" Chief Physician Tao pointed at another resident doctor, as if he did not see Ling Ran.
Lu Wenbin was anxious and irritated. He felt as if a cat was scratching his heart.
The ward rounds talked as they walked. Soon, they arrived in front of the finger replantation patient from yesterday.
Before Ling Ran, who was the first assistant, came out to introduce the patient, the eyes of the chief physicians and associate chief physicians had already landed on the patient's finger.
Blood supply was the most important factor in the result of the finger replantation.
The blood supply could be seen by looking at the color of the finger.
As long as it was not obviously pale, it meant that there was a chance.
"There's no problem with Chief Wang's suture."
"Ling Ran is the first assistant, right? I heard that it went well yesterday?"
"Ling Ran is ready to start the finger replantation."
The chief physicians and associate chief physicians spoke in a relaxed manner, as if they were chatting. The patient's family was a little nervous when they saw a large group of doctors, but at that moment, they relaxed.
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