Yuan Wei extended his hand and watched as the nurse slowly removed the thick bandage.
Layer after layer of gauze, the nurse's movements were neither fast nor slow. She circled Yuan Wei's hand with one hand and gradually exposed the sutured wound.
Yuan Wei and He Jinxiu stared at the sutured wound anxiously, to the point that their daughter started twisting vigorously.
"Don't move." He Jinxiu slapped her daughter's butt without hesitation.
"It hurts." There was a wronged look on her daughter's face.
He Jinxiu was stunned for a moment before she let go of her daughter. She felt slightly regretful, but she did not apologize. She held her daughter's arm and said, "Look at daddy's hand. Help me see if the suture is good."
"I'm not a child anymore." Her daughter pursed her lips unhappily, but she could not help but look at her father's hand.
The skin of the sutured finger was red. Due to the edema, the skin folds could not be seen. The most eye-catching part was naturally the black suture thread. A few knots could be seen with the naked eye. The finger was slightly pulled inwards, and it showed an unusual ugliness and harmony.
"Does it hurt?" He Jinxiu could not help but ask.
Her daughter widened her eyes and stared at her father.
"A little … It doesn't hurt, it just feels a little." As Yuan Wei spoke, he wanted to curl his finger, but he did not manage to do so. This made Yuan Wei, who had just unsealed his finger, panic. "Why can't I move?"
"It'll take a few more days …" The nurse said a few words and introduced the details of rehabilitation.
Compared to the M-Tang technique, finger replantation was not as easy. There were plenty of people who could not move on the tenth day, let alone the second day after surgery.
"Keeping the finger warm is the most important, very important …"
"You absolutely, absolutely cannot smoke. You have to remember that smoking is a risk factor that may lead to amputation. You must strictly quit smoking, or else it may lead to amputation. You can't even smell it …"
"You can't be agitated. You have to calm down, understand? Just don't feel great joy or great sorrow. When people feel great joy or great sorrow, their blood pressure will rise. You'll faint during normal times, but it'll be dangerous after finger replantation. You have to try your best to stay calm for a few months … "
The nurse nagged. She also said what the doctor said before, but Yuan Wei and He Jinxiu listened very seriously.
They did not have the capital to make any more mistakes.
Treating the illness was not only a matter of medical expenses, but also living expenses during the treatment period and the children's schooling. He had already borrowed money from all the relatives around him. Did he have to borrow money again?
Most importantly, if Yuan Wei's finger was amputated after all this trouble, his family would definitely collapse under the pressure of debt.
"I quit smoking." Yuan Wei did not smoke much to begin with. He only smoked a little when his co-workers passed him cigarettes. He had heard similar words from the nurse more than once, so he had already made up his mind.
Yuan Wei also thought of the problem of money.
Seeing a doctor cost money. Surgery cost money. Hospitalization cost money. Meals, transportation, and so on also cost money.
Yuan Wei hadn't been sleeping well for the past few nights because he was worried about money.
As for cigarettes … He couldn't let his wife buy cigarettes with the money she spent on food.
The nurse nodded and added, "You can't even smell it. There's a man in our hospital who smoked a cigarette in front of the hospital bed, and his wife almost had her finger amputated not long after she received finger replantation surgery."
"Alright … quit smoking! I won't even smell it! " Yuan Wei could not tell whether the nurse was threatening him or telling the truth. But no matter what it was, he had no room to resist.
He Jinxiu watched the nurse's movements and said in a soft voice, "I heard that this finger will grow for a month or two? How long will it take for him to work again? "
"Work?" The nurse thought for a while and asked, "What kind of work?"
"Redecorate …" He Jinxiu's voice became even softer.
The nurse's expression remained the same. She said, "Redecorate is considered heavy physical labor. I suggest that you consider this kind of work after a year or two years. In the short term, you're more suited to do light physical labor. "
"I didn't study much. If I don't work hard, I won't be able to find a job." Yuan Wei chuckled in embarrassment.
"You can do light physical labor." The nurse tilted her head and saw Yuan Wei's daughter. She became a little more attentive and said, "After three or four months, when your finger recovers better, you can find a job as a courier, delivery boy, or security guard. It won't affect you too much if you open a small shop to sell things."
When the nurse said this, He Jinxiu and Yuan Wei could only express their gratitude.
At this moment, Ling Ran brought some people into the ward.
"How is it?" When he saw the nurse, Ling Ran asked directly.
"He's recovering quite well." The nurse gave a simple introduction and passed Yuan Wei to Ling Ran.
When it came to visual examination alone, a nurse's grasp of the main surgical methods in their department was usually something that doctors did not have.
A nurse knew how a normal person should look like on the first day after a finger replantation, how a wound should look when it was first bandaged, and how it should look on the twentieth day. If a nurse worked for a long time, she would have seen a hundred times more patients than a doctor.
Nurses who did not work in the operating theater worked in the ward for a long time. They came and went, changed bandages, applied heparin on their hands, and came in contact with patients all the time. If she said that Yuan Wei's recovery was going well, then it was really going well.
Ling Ran also lowered his head to observe.
Yuan Wei had only undergone surgery for a week. The black color on his finger had mostly faded. The edema had not completely disappeared, but he was in good condition …
"Grade A healing." A voice came from behind him, and it interrupted Ling Ran's observation.
In the field of medicine, there were professional classifications for the state of healing. According to the difference between Type I, Type II, and Type III incisions, there were four different degrees of healing.
Doctors who were more professional would have a better understanding of the patient's postoperative state by looking at the state of healing.
Ling Ran glanced behind him and realized that the person was standing very close to him. He could not help but frown. When he turned around again, he saw a slightly older doctor. He had a broad upper body, a well-developed back, and a long neck. He looked like a standing tortoise.
"Who are you?" Ling Ran asked.
"Xue Haochu, I'm here to visit and learn from Yun Hua Hospital." The tortoise doctor stared at Ling Ran's face for three seconds and nodded secretly. He thought, 'As expected, he's very handsome.' He then extended his hand, wanting to shake Ling Ran's hand.
Ling Ran hesitated for a moment, but he still followed the social customs and shook his hand. He took out a bottle of alcohol-based hand sanitizer from his pocket and asked politely, "Do you want some?"
"I … don't need it …" Xue Haochu also hesitated for a moment. He then watched as Ling Ran squeezed the alcohol-based hand sanitizer onto his right hand, which he had just shaken just now. He then spread it evenly and rubbed it gently. His movements were skillful and natural.
Xue Haochu felt that he should say something, but when he thought about it, he remembered that Ling Ran had modestly asked him to give him alcohol-based hand sanitizer just now. This made Xue Haochu a little confused.
"Are you here with the academician?" Ling Ran guessed the answer. It was impossible for there to be any other visiting and learning teams today.
"I'm Academician Zhu Tongyi's doctoral student. I heard that you carried out finger replantation alone in the Emergency Department, so I'm a little curious …" Xue Haochu did not know why he explained it so clearly. Perhaps it was because he felt pressured by Ling Ran.
Xue Haochu stared at Ling Ran's finger, and his heart was filled with curiosity.
It was much more difficult for a single person to carry out a certain surgical method compared to carrying out the main surgical method of the department. As a doctoral student who had studied theories for a few years, Xue Haochu was actually a little envious of his peers who were experts in surgeries.
Ling Ran noticed Xue Haochu's gaze. He sighed and passed the alcohol-based hand sanitizer to Xue Haochu again. "Use it if you want."
"I … I'm not …" Xue Haochu originally wanted to explain that he did not need it, but when he thought about it, he thought, 'Why can't I disinfect my own hands?' Hence, he swallowed the words he wanted to say. He took the alcohol-based hand sanitizer, squeezed a large piece of it out of revenge, and applied it on his hands. Then, he rubbed his hands fiercely.
Ling Ran watched the large piece of alcohol-based hand sanitizer disappear, then looked at the way Xue Haochu rubbed his hands until his skin was torn. He said sympathetically, "It's not easy, right?"
"Huh? I … I'm not … "Xue Haochu panicked again.
"Do you feel that your hands are cold?" Ling Ran's attention returned to the patient.
Yuan Wei originally found the conversation between the two quite interesting, but when he heard that the topic was back to him, he panicked as well. He carefully sensed his body for a moment and said, "I'm not cold. Is it appropriate for me to not be cold?"
"It's best if you're not cold, but you still have to keep warm," Ling Ran reminded him.
"The nurse in front already said this many times," Yuan Wei's daughter suddenly said, "You guys are so long-winded."
"That's why you have to be even more careful." Ling Ran did not give special treatment to cute or not cute little girls. He looked at the patient, Yuan Wei, again and said, "Low temperature will slow down the blood flow in the fingers, and it will affect the blood supply. You must keep your hands warm."
"Okay, okay." Yuan Wei nodded repeatedly.
Xue Haochu felt as if he was being left out in the cold. While Ling Ran was talking, he came forward and observed the patient's fingers more carefully. He smiled and said, "This is the first follow-up examination, right? Has it been ten days since the surgery? It's pretty good that you're able to recover to this level. It's just that you still need to control the edema. Raise the affected limb a little higher … "
"One week." Ling Ran corrected Xue Haochu and said to Yuan Wei and He Jinxiu, who looked worried, "The edema is normal, you don't have to worry. Doctor Xue, please don't give my patient medical advice. "
Ling Ran's last sentence was rather blunt. His tone was very territorial, and it made the doctoral student, Xue Haochu, feel a little embarrassed.
A few seconds later, Xue Haochu snapped out of his daze. He frowned and asked, "One week? How much is a week? "
"A whole week." Ling Ran knew what Xue Haochu's question was. To perform the suture as perfectly as possible, he used imported medical consumables and instruments to refine every step. Even though it did not improve the patient's recovery by a lot, it made the patient's recovery much easier when all of it was put together.
By the looks of it now, with Yuan Wei's condition seven days after the surgery, he could basically declare the finger to be alive.
Xue Haochu obviously did not believe it. He chuckled a few times but did not say anything.
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