"Doctor Ling, don't use up all your strength. There might be ambulances coming later," the young nurse Wang Jia reminded Ling Ran while preparing for the surgery.
Today was the busiest day in the emergency room since Ling Ran came to Yun Hua Hospital. There might be ambulances coming … Ling Ran grinned. "That's good …"
His mission was to get a Basic Treasure Chest every time he completed a mission. He was worried that there were not enough patients and that he would waste the mission.
It would be even better if more ambulances could arrive.
Wang Jia did not expect Ling Ran to react like this. After a short moment of surprise, she could not help but think, 'Doctor Ling is indeed different from those pretentious men.'
A junior resident doctor, whose name was not remembered because of his ordinary appearance, looked at the treatment room that was filled with people and said, "If there are more patients, we won't be able to handle them."
"The Emergency Medical Center will not send people to us for the time being. But it depends on the situation. " Doctor Zhou, who was slightly ugly but had a surname, made his presence known. He said, "Ordinary patients will definitely not be sent here, but emergency patients who are close to us will still be sent here. Also, if the patient's family requests it, they will also be sent here. Then, there are patients who come to us on their own. "
"Most patients will request to come to Yun Hua Hospital." The resident doctor who came to help pursed his lips. Yun Hua Hospital was one of the few large-scale tertiary Grade A hospitals in Yun Hua City. Ordinary people would come here for outpatient consultations, let alone emergency cases.
"Based on the current situation, those who can be transferred to other departments should be transferred there. No matter how busy we are, we can only bear with it. We can't just ask patients to transfer to another hospital when they come, right? " Doctor Zhou had long since passed the age of being sentimental. He only said, "You'll know when you stay here for a while longer. A big hospital like ours is always overloaded. When you have experience, you'll have to learn how to allocate your energy and prioritize."
The resident doctor agreed with a grimace.
Ling Ran suddenly asked, "So, if I handle the patients assigned to us well, I can also help others?"
Doctor Zhou was stunned for a moment. He had never considered this question. Was it not good to rest after completing one's work?
Doctors were so busy every day that they were exhausted. Did they not want to rest?
Doctor Zhou wanted to encourage the medical interns, and he did not want to appear as a middle-aged man in front of the medical interns and young nurses, so he said, "If you want to help, no one will stop you."
The resident doctor beside him seemed to have received Ling Ran's encouragement. He perked up and said, "Then, let's speed up."
"Be good and follow me." Doctor Zhou's one sentence destroyed the resident doctor's dream.
Doctor Zhou might seem like a good old man with ordinary medical skills, but he had been in the hospital for more than ten years, and his judgment was not bad.
He agreed to let Ling Ran work alone because Ling Ran had proven that he had the ability to complete normal sutures on his own.
This was a very crucial step, and it was something that many resident doctors could not achieve even after working for a year. Doctor Zhou was just like the ugly resident doctor whose dreams he had cut off. He did not trust him to carry out debridement on his own.
The fact that Ling Ran could carry out surgical debridement independently meant that he could help share the workload, and he would not create new trouble.
Correspondingly, the ugly resident doctor still needed Doctor Zhou's guidance and supervision. Sometimes, he might need to teach him step by step. In Doctor Zhou's opinion, it was better to do it himself than to teach others.
It would take less time, and the results would be better. It would also reduce the patient's dissatisfaction, and there was no need for him to nag endlessly about the things to pay attention to.
However, in Doctor Zhou's opinion, the workload was quite heavy just to deal with the injuries of the six people who were assigned to him. It was not certain whether Ling Ran would need other people's help.
After all, the injuries were caused by the explosion. Many people had more than one wound, and there were all kinds of pollutants.
Doctor Zhou put on his gloves and first disinfected and debrided the most seriously injured patient, who had a torn brow bone.
He used ether to wipe off the grease on the skin around the wound, and changed the gauze covering the wound. Then, he carefully scrubbed the skin with a soft brush dipped in disinfectant soap, rinsed it with distilled water, washed it again, and wiped it dry with disinfectant gauze.
Doctor Zhou was already very familiar with the whole process, but it still took him more than ten minutes to complete it.
When he raised his head again, he saw that the small wound on the leg of the patient next to him had been treated by Ling Ran.
"Come here to suture." Doctor Zhou simply called Ling Ran over. He went to the next bed and checked Ling Ran's suture.
He was worried that Ling Ran would make mistakes because he wanted to be fast.
This was not an uncommon situation for young doctors.
Doctor Zhou looked from bottom to top, and the more he looked, the more shocked he became.
The patient whose leg was covered in fragments from the explosion had more than ten consecutive wounds. Some were deep, some were shallow, some were big, and some were small. Correspondingly, Ling Ran also used different sutures.
There was a simple interrupted suture with multiple knots on one side. There was also a simple continuous suture that used a long suture thread to continuously suture a wound before tying a knot. There was also a cross suture that used the largest and deepest wound to form an X-shaped cross suture.
Doctor Zhou even saw a continuous edgelocking suture below the knee.
Although this suture method was commonly used in the operating theater, emergency doctors were not used to it, because it was based on a simple continuous suture, and then interlocking the suture thread. Not only was it more difficult, but it also consumed more time and energy.
Although the continuous edgelocking suture was very suitable for thin skin and more active parts, doctors usually used medical advice to "not move" to solve the corresponding problems …
If he was not in the emergency room, Doctor Zhou might have thought that he was watching a suture lesson …
It was even better than a suture lesson, because Ling Ran's choice of sutures was just right, and no one could find any mistakes.
The continuous edgelocking suture was used on the knee, the cross suture was used on wounds with high tension, the simple interrupted suture was used on longer wounds, and the simple continuous suture was used on superficial wounds. It saved time and reduced the patient's pain …
He had a lot of skills, and his choice was right … Doctor Zhou sighed in his heart. 'This is really a blessing from the ancestors.'
"Doctor, is there any problem with my suture?" the patient asked worriedly.
"No problem, the suture is quite good." Doctor Zhou paused for a moment and said, "Please wait for a moment. Let us take a photo, and we can teach the interns in the future."
When he said this, the patient immediately felt relieved.
Doctor Zhou quickly called Nurse Wang, who was next to him, to take a few photos.
After that, Doctor Zhou turned around, and the patient with the laceration of the brow bone was also sutured.
Ling Ran still used the absorbable catgut suture, which was also commonly known as the cosmetic suture.
The tensile strength of this suture was relatively weak, and the doctors in the Emergency Department did not like to use it. This was especially so for the older doctors. They all adhered to the concept of treating patients and saving lives. They only cared about whether the suture would split, and they did not care whether the scar would be too big.
On the other hand, a thinner thread meant that more stitches were needed, and a lot of time was wasted.
Ling Ran did not have the corresponding mental burden. He only used it when he felt that it was suitable.
Doctor Zhou could only smile bitterly when he saw this and said, "The private hospitals outside charge at least one or two thousand RMB for one centimeter of suture with the cosmetic suture."
Ling Ran raised his eyebrows and asked, "So … I'm generating income for our hospital?"
"You didn't tell us in advance, right?"
Ling Ran shook his head.
"Just treat it as a normal suture to avoid any unexpected problems," Doctor Zhou said and said, "After this, I'll just report to Department Director Huo."
The patient with the laceration of the brow bone was a young man. At this time, when he heard what the two said, he immediately thanked them and expressed his disdain for the high fees charged by the private hospitals. No one knew whether he despised Ling Ran's theory of generating income in private.
Doctor Zhou chuckled and said, "You're lucky to have met Doctor Ling. If it were someone else, they might not be able to suture the wound on your brow bone so well. One minute on the stage is equivalent to ten years of hard work off the stage. "
"So, this means that I won't leave a scar?" After the young man finished speaking, he was a little embarrassed and said, "I don't have a girlfriend yet."
"There won't be a scar." Nurse Wang Jia was defending the results of Ling Ran's suture.
Ling Ran raised his head and added, "But it won't help you find a girlfriend."
"Doctor Ling … don't say it out loud …" Wang Jia covered her mouth and laughed. She even swayed her waist and gently nudged Ling Ran.
The young man lying on the hospital bed felt that he had suffered an even greater impact than the explosion …
Ling Ran deliberately reminded her and said, "Pay attention to your expression. Be careful of the suture splitting."
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