In the meeting room of Yun Hua Hospital, the walls were white, the floor was red, and the floor-to-ceiling glass looked solemn, tense, and lively.
More than ten doctors in large white coats sat on one side of the conference table and looked at Ling Ran, the reporters, and the patient in the middle. They looked like they were having a consultation, but in fact, they took out their phones and started preparing for the content of the Moments that night.
If someone else had seen Ling Ran holding a silk banner a day earlier, and he was holding it for the Hand Surgery Department's surgery, the doctors would have complained endlessly. They would definitely not have taken pictures of him.
If they took a picture of Ling Ran and complained about him, it would easily cause the topic of the Moments to go astray.
But at this moment, more than ten chief physicians, associate chief physicians, attending physicians, resident doctors, and Ma Yanlin in large white coats felt that Ling Ran should accept the interview or the silk banner.
The operating table was the touchstone.
Chief Physician Wang Haiyang, Associate Chief Physician Fei Zhou, and Guo Jianming could be said to be the three most authoritative doctors in finger replantation in Yun Hua Hospital's Hand Surgery Department. In the end, the number of sutures the three of them performed was almost the same as Ling Ran's.
When the doctors saw this, they were both shocked and impressed, but no one would say it out loud.
Even Wang Haiyang, Fei Zhou, and Guo Jianming were just secretly sad.
Surgeons were most used to and most recognized the fact that their skills were good.
Zou Yawen recognized Ling Ran even more.
She first instructed Zheng Qi to take a picture of the silk banner and Ling Ran. Then, she grabbed the cameraman's arm and said nervously to Ling Ran, "Doctor Ling, eat a crayfish."
Chief Physician Wang Haiyang also realized what was going on and quickly said, "Ling Ran, this is a very good topic for news. Cooperate."
Although he did not succeed in poaching Jiao Ling, Ling Ran was still promoting the Hand Surgery Department's project, or at least Yun Hua Hospital's project. Chief Physician Wang Haiyang was still very supportive.
The value of a celebrity doctor to a hospital could not be ignored.
This was especially so when it came to Yun Hua Hospital, where all hospitals pursued fame more than profit.
Seeking fame for profit was like Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts. It was a piece of cake. Seeking fame for profit was like a mouse trying to get into a bull's horn.
The Hand Surgery Department gathered ten doctors to perform finger replantation for children and invited Zou Yawen just for a news report.
Wang Haiyang would only support the patient's gift of a silk banner and peeled crayfish if it could be promoted more widely.
Fei Zhou, the middle-aged male doctor who was not bald and was just about to leave, also turned around and looked over.
Under everyone's gazes, Ling Ran picked up the transparent gloves without any hesitation. He then grabbed the crayfish meat Zheng Qi peeled, dipped it in the sauce in the takeaway box, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"It's so beautiful," Zou Yawen exclaimed. She then asked the cameraman, "Did you get it?"
"How hard can it be?" The cameraman rolled his eyes and said, "Can you be gentler?"
"Just pinch it red. It'll be embarrassing if it turns blue." Zou Yawen made a small joke and glossed over it. She then asked Zheng Qi, "Mister Zheng, why did you think of buying crayfish for Doctor Ling?"
"Oh, when I was doing my rehabilitation, I heard them talking about what Doctor Ling likes to eat. So, I thought that when my hand recovers, I'll peel a crayfish for Doctor Ling to thank him," Zheng Qi said casually.
"Who are they?" Zou Yawen asked curiously.
"A nurse in the rehabilitation room."
"All the nurses know what Doctor Ling likes to eat?"
"They seem to have a group, or a Tieba or something. They're probably discussing it …"
"Um …" Fei Zhou, a middle-aged male doctor who was not bald, could not take it anymore. "This … reporter, aren't we talking about surgeries? Why have they all become crayfish? "
Zou Yawen said seriously, "This crayfish is very meaningful."
Fei Zhou said, "Huh?"
Zou Yawen raised her chin a little, looked up, and said in a lyrical tone, "A patient who has not recovered for a long time is looking for something to treat himself …"
"I'm an emergency patient," Zheng Qi kindly corrected her.
"Oh. Let me do it again … "Zou Yawen lowered her head, rearranged her words, and said," An emergency patient who wants to die … "
"I don't want to die," Zheng Qi said in dissatisfaction.
Zou Yawen nodded. "So, a patient who doesn't want to die came to Yun Hua Hospital …"
Fei Zhou could not help but ask, "What does crayfish have to do with this?"
"Crayfish represents the degree of recovery, and it also represents the patient's gratitude, right?" Zou Yawen perked up and said, "I don't know how you judge whether a patient's hand has recovered, but I think that if he can peel a crayfish, he's recovered."
Fei Zhou thought about it and did not refute.
The function of the hand was naturally not something that could be covered by peeling a crayfish. For example, whether the hand trembled or whether the palms could be closed were all signs of hand function. However, in the face of such a reporter, he felt that peeling a crayfish was considered to be a good understanding.
Zou Yawen concluded happily, "Think about it, crayfish also represents the culture of the people in China today. The banner can also relate to the doctor-patient relationship that city people are most anxious about and concerned about in life. So, I say … Mister, please peel a few more crayfish, and we can take a few more scans. "
Zheng Qi went forward obediently and continued to peel the crayfish.
Most of his hands had recovered. Although peeling crayfish was a little tiring, it was a good way to train.
Zheng Qi slowly peeled the crayfish. Even though his movements were slow, his function had indeed recovered quite well.
The doctors in the room also discussed quietly, and they felt that this method of examination was very good.
Zou Yawen said again, "Doctor Ling, please eat a few more crayfish."
Ling Ran nodded and put on his gloves again. He quietly dipped a few crayfish into the seasoning and ate them.
"Wait, take a picture like this." Zou Yawen could not hold it in anymore. She grabbed a crayfish with her bare hands and gently sent it to Ling Ran's hand. Her eyes seemed to be burning.
The eyes of a few young doctors sparkled. 'Good medical skills actually get this kind of treatment?'
"You didn't wash your hands, right?" Ling Ran looked at the crayfish that was getting closer and frowned.
Zou Yawen was stunned. "Huh?"
"Just throw this crayfish away." Ling Ran's expression was a little serious.
Zou Yawen threw the crayfish to the side of the table with a red face.
"Reporter Zou, Doctor Ling, why don't we go to the ward to take a look?" Chief Physician Wang Haiyang smiled and tried to smooth things over.
"Okay, then let's go to the ward to take a look." Zou Yawen quickly agreed. She walked out of the meeting room with her chest puffed out and her butt in her ten-centimeter stilettos. She looked around for the bathroom.
The doctors humbly gave way to each other and followed closely behind.
In the end, there were only three young doctors left in the meeting room.
"Let's go."
"Let's go."
"You guys go first."
The three of them were even more humble, and their tone was extremely polite.
"I'm sorry, let me clean up." Pan Jinyue returned from outside. She held a tissue in her hand and wiped the few drops of soup left on the table. Then, she rolled up the crayfish meat left behind by Zou Yawen and threw it into the trash can.
The three young doctors stared at her movements closely. After a few seconds, they sighed in relief.
"I'm going back."
"I still have something to do."
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