Su Jiafu sat on the stool and raised his chin slightly to look at Yu Yuan.
Anesthetists also had their pride. A smooth surgery required anesthetists to maintain the stability of the patient's blood pressure at all times. Anesthetists also needed to continuously replenish fluids and add drugs. Although to outsiders, anesthetists sat there doing nothing most of the time, anesthetists like Su Jiafu still took time to write their own medical research papers.
Compared to surgeons who were busy at the operating table all day long, Su Jiafu felt that he had more experience in writing research papers. Su Jiafu was surprised that Yu Yuan had written a research paper in Division 1, but she had not done anything for two to three years. Moreover, Su Jiafu felt that his research paper was excellent.
This was a research paper that was prepared to be published in Zhonghua Journal.
In terms of the difficulty of the research paper, publishing a research paper in Zhonghua Journal was not as easy as publishing a research paper in Division 3 or Division 4. If he was lucky, he could go to Division 2. If he was lucky, he could go to Division 1.
Su Jiafu was like an examinee who performed exceptionally well in an exam and was looking forward to the best result.
Yu Yuan read Su Jiafu's research paper in a steady manner.
She liked the colorectal department the most, but she also knew a little about anesthesia. In recent years, hospitals all over the country urged surgeons to learn anesthesiology, and Yu Yuan had always been the kind of person who responded to the call.
She had probably read more than a thousand research papers in anesthesiology from both home and abroad. She had also written a few reviews and published them, but they were too far behind compared to Division 1 journals and did not attract much attention. In the hospital, publishing research papers was part of the job. Doctors without research papers would find it difficult to get a professional title. Naturally, no one would pay attention to normal research papers. People would not pay attention to small research papers that crossed specialties. Instead, they would be even more suspicious. 'Did he buy it?'
It was no longer strange for doctors to buy research papers. The ones who introduced them were usually pharmaceutical sales representatives.
Of course, if they really wanted to go far, the research papers they bought were still not as good as the research papers they wrote themselves.
"Are you going to publish this research paper in Chinese?" Yu Yuan finished reading the research paper in a short while.
"Yes, I'm not very good at writing in English." Su Jiafu laughed awkwardly.
Yu Yuan nodded and said, "Then, you should still have a chance to publish it in core journals."
Su Jiafu frowned. "Only core journals?"
Yu Yuan said, "I think you want to make statistics on the patients who show signs of vascular crisis after finger replantation. Then, you can discuss and come up with a better way to administer anesthetics. If that's the case, I've actually read related articles before …"
"You've seen it before?" Su Jiafu was shocked.
"It's not completely the same. The good thing is that you categorized the patients according to their gender, age, smoking rate, and injuries. It's quite innovative." Yu Yuan gave her evaluation in a condescending manner, and her tone was much more stable than when she was at the operating table.
Su Jiafu said uneasily, "I think this is the case … Think about it, fifty cases of finger replantation …"
"If you want to publish it in a higher level journal, I think you should pay attention to the post-processing." Yu Yuan interrupted Su Jiafu's words and gave her answer directly.
Su Jiafu blinked and said expectantly, "What do you mean by dealing with the aftermath?"
"How are we going to resolve the crisis? Should I administer the drug to the flexor tendon sheath or the severed part? Are you going to use papaverine or lidocaine? When are you going to administer the drug … "Yu Yuan spoke very casually.
Su Jiafu's expression was solemn. "This will make it even more difficult."
"It's not easy to begin with."
"You're right, you're right … Um, Doctor Yu, take a seat. Look at this …" Su Jiafu pushed a round stool to Yu Yuan and asked her to sit down so that they could talk. He then quickly took out his notebook.
…..
In the parking lot.
More than ten female nurses, young male nurses, young female doctors, young male doctors, and the patient's family members escorted Ling Ran to his Volkswagen Jetta.
Intern nurse Zheng Yuhan boldly pulled Ling Ran's sleeve and said, "Doctor Ling, you've worked for more than forty hours. Don't go back, okay? Just rest in the hospital."
Su Mengxue, the beautiful young nurse who loved to wipe sweat off Ling Ran's body, did not want to be left behind. "Doctor Ling, it's very dangerous to drive when you're tired. You should stay."
"I'm not tired." Ling Ran told the truth, but no one believed him.
Energy Serums could fully restore his spirit and stamina. Aside from being a little hungry, it would not affect Ling Ran's judgment and agility at all.
Ling Ran had just drunk his second bottle of Energy Serum for slightly more than ten hours. Now, even if he was asked to perform another finger replantation surgery, he would be able to do it, let alone drive home.
However, there were doctors who continuously performed surgeries for thirty hours in a row in the hospital every week. People were more afraid of driving when they were tired, especially in the Emergency Department. The young nurses had seen many drivers who were sent here after they drove when they were tired, and no matter what, they would not let Ling Ran drive away on his own.
Ling Ran could not convince them, and he was too lazy to explain. He spread his hands and asked, "What should I do?"
From what he knew, when the girls expressed their objections, most of them already had their own ideas.
As expected, as Ling Ran spoke, the young nurses began to play rock-paper-scissors.
Some of the patient's family members quickly realized what was going on and immediately joined in.
Five minutes later.
A driver and four passengers squeezed into Ling Ran's car.
Everyone discussed the delicacies in Lower Groove with great enthusiasm. At the same time, they sent Ling Ran home safely.
"Doctor Ling, you must rest well."
"Don't stay up late anymore."
"Drink some porridge at night. Don't sleep on an empty stomach."
The four girls who won sent Ling Ran to the entrance of Lower Groove Clinic. They did not dare to go in to see their future mother-in-law. They could only send Ling Ran off with tears in their eyes. Then, they chatted and laughed as they went to the alley to look for food.
Ling Ran parked his car, put his hands in his pockets, and staggered back to his room to sleep.
He was not too sleepy, but he felt that he should rest after not sleeping for more than forty hours.
* Click. *
The light in the tearoom on the first floor was switched on. Meng Xue, who had a slender figure, was sitting at the head of the table in a domineering manner. Her long legs were almost sticking out from under the table.
"Are you here for a massage?" Ling Ran's tone was lazy, and he did not seem surprised.
Looking at the time, it was about time for Meng Xue to come.
Meng Xue originally wanted to say something, but when she heard Ling Ran's voice, she did not want to say anything. She smiled and said seriously, "Doctor Ling, sorry to trouble you again."
"Not at all, not at all …" This time, it was Ling Ran's father, Ling Jiezhou, who spoke. He held a fruit plate in one hand and a big watermelon in the other as he went upstairs. He first put the fruit plate with apples and oranges on the table. Then, he took out a short knife from the back of his waist and slaughtered the big watermelon on the spot. He let the red juice flow into the catchment area under the tea table.
Tao Ping followed closely behind him, but she handed Ling Ran a wet towel and grumbled, "Why did you stay in the hospital for so long?"
Ling Ran wiped his face and said, "If there's a chance, I'll perform a few more surgeries."
"But you can't ignore your health …"
"It's good enough that you have surgeries to perform." Ling Jiezhou interrupted her and said, "Hospitals are like this. If you don't go to them when there's a chance, you might not be able to do it for the rest of your life. In the end, you can only open a small clinic, marry a beautiful wife, and live your life …"
"Nonsense." Tao Ping patted her husband in embarrassment and said, "Brother Shanyu is here. I've been waiting for a while. "
Meng Xue hid her embarrassment and picked up her teacup. She smiled and said, "Doctor Ling, you might have a better future if you specialize in massage."
Ling Ran only smiled faintly.
"By the way, I brought a gift." Meng Xue knew how to break the barrier between strangers. She waved her hand and asked someone to bring over a big wooden box.
Meng Xue then stood up and took the box. She placed it on the table and pretended that she did not care about it at all. She said, "This is Iberian ham I bought when I was filming in Spain. It's delicious when you eat it raw."
"Spanish ham. It's too expensive." Tao Ping was a little embarrassed.
Ling Jiezhou said as he wanted, "I'm indeed a little embarrassed."
As he spoke, he opened the wooden box.
In the wooden box that was as wide as a chair and half the length of a person, there was a plump pig's hind leg. Its appearance was a little rough, but its whole body looked like a fire axe. It was very visually impactful, and there was a faint fragrance wafting out.
"This is quite unique," Ling Jiezhou said as he shook the ham with force.
A photo flew out from under the ham.
Ling Ran bent down to pick it up. He saw that the palm-sized photo was a somewhat cute Meng Xue making a funny face.
At the bottom right of the photo was Meng Xue's signature.
Meng Xue became nervous for some reason. "When I give gifts to my fans, I always give them signed photos. Just take it as a gift."
Without waiting for a response, she quickly said, "The ham needs to be stored at a low temperature. It's best to store it in a cellar. When you want to eat it, cut it into thin slices … "
Her expression and attitude were very relaxed, and it also made the Ling family relax.
Everyone surrounded the pig's hind leg again and praised it.
"It smells quite nice."
"It's quite nice."
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