Ling Ran worked from night to day again.
Lu Wenbin only came at five in the morning, and it could be said that he saved the resident doctors on duty. Or rather, he snatched the resident doctors' work.
The resident doctors had seen Ling Ran's skills in the demonstration room. Although they did not say it out loud, they were willing to learn a thing or two from Ling Ran. It was especially so for Ling Ran's calm attitude. He did not scold or even speak, and he was highly praised by the resident doctors.
Most of the time, chatting in the operating theater was like having a meal with a leader. They had to think of ways to make the senior doctors feel good. Not only was it time-consuming, but there was also little happiness. It was rare to see doctors who could make their subordinates feel good while enjoying themselves. Most of them would only ask the junior doctors if they felt good.
After sleeping for half a day and cooking two rounds of pork trotters, Lu Wenbin was full of energy. He followed Ling Ran to perform an Achilles tendon repair surgery and a finger replantation surgery. He felt refreshed. When he looked at Ling Ran, who was also in high spirits, Lu Wenbin was shocked. 'Am I possessed?'
"Let's go for ward rounds. There are no more patients." Ling Ran pursed his lips. He looked like he was only forty percent full after eating mutton hotpot.
Lu Wenbin was only thirty percent full. He frowned and said, "It's only morning, why are there no more patients? The specialist hospitals are too weak. "
Compared to general hospitals, specialist hospitals were much weaker in accepting patients.
Even a unit like the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center could not be compared to Yun Hua Hospital in terms of accepting patients. The gap between them and existences like Huashan Hospital was even greater.
The circulating nurse was already a little sleepy, and she relied on Ling Ran to keep herself awake. When she heard Lu Wenbin mention their hospital, she felt uncomfortable and retorted, "Patients are not breakfast. Do you think the system is refreshed in the morning?"
Lu Wenbin chuckled. "If it's really refreshed, I'll spend money now. Do you believe me?"
The circulating nurse said in disdain, "Do you have money?"
"Do you know how many pork trotters I sold for 39.9 RMB each?" Lu Wenbin puffed out his chest and raised his head.
The circulating nurse was a little hesitant. "How much money can you earn from selling pork trotters …"
Lu Wenbin wanted to say something, but he shook his head and let it go.
The circulating nurse said, "Even if you sell another salary, it's nothing. You won't be able to spend money to make a big account."
"Salary? What's the big deal about a salary? "Lu Wenbin looked at the other party arrogantly.
"Stop bragging. If you earn more from selling pork trotters than doctors, what's the point of you studying in medical school?" The nurse posed two difficult questions to Lu Wenbin, waiting to see which side he would reveal.
Lu Wenbin couldn't help but be stunned.
"He's going to do his ward rounds." Ling Ran took off his gloves and surgical gown. He used one hand to massage his own cervical vertebrae, and he used the other to massage Lu Wenbin's cervical vertebrae.
Lu Wenbin screamed when he was caught. His brain seemed to have been cut off, and he asked, "Doctor Ling, how do you balance the relationship between earning money and your career?"
Ling Ran looked at Lu Wenbin as if he was an idiot and said, "Isn't it good to earn money and have a career at the same time?"
"I can only earn so much money by being a doctor. How much can doctors in the country earn? Even if I'm a freelance surgeon …" When Lu Wenbin thought of the few pots of pork trotters he sold in the afternoon, he felt his ego swell.
"I can't even finish spending my monthly salary. I don't need to earn more." Ling Ran looked at Lu Wenbin in puzzlement. "What do you want to earn money for?"
"There's only money that can't be earned. There's no money that can't be spent." Lu Wenbin shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about other things. Let's just talk about the house now. Is that something that can be earned by earning a salary? Without a house, you can't even find a partner. There are three ways to be unfilial, and having no descendants is the worst. If you don't get a wife … "
Lu Wenbin spoke passionately, but he suddenly realized that no one was looking at him.
Ling Ran was massaging his neck, and no one knew what he was thinking about. The two young nurses were looking at Ling Ran, and the anesthetist was looking at the patient …
Lu Wenbin suddenly felt sad. 'Why am I telling Ling Ran all this?!'
…..
Ling Ran left the operating theater and asked Chief Physician Ji Tianlu to do his ward rounds together, but he did not manage to get him.
Chief Physician Ji Tianlu tried his best to refuse. He even sent a resident doctor to accompany the two of them so that they would not get lost.
The 225-pound resident doctor held a notebook in his hand and a row of six pens in his pocket. He did not greet Ling Ran and Lu Wenbin. He took the lead and left. The first ward he chose gave him the impression that the patient and his family members were grumpy.
"Let's take a look." The 225-pound resident doctor greeted them cordially, but he did not intend to introduce Ling Ran.
He was willing to fight against Ling Ran fair and square. Of course, it would be a few years later, but this did not mean that he was willing to help Ling Ran, his lifelong enemy, out of a difficult situation. He would also not make things convenient for Ling Ran, his lifelong enemy.
The 225-pound resident doctor stood in the corner of the ward, took out a bottle of mineral water that he always carried with him, unscrewed it, and took a sip. He looked at Ling Ran with some mischief and thought, 'Don't think that you can play around in the hospital just because you have talent. The hospital is far more complicated than you think. It's much more complicated than the environment of the operating theater, young man!'
"Hello, does your wound hurt?" Ling Ran was out of the 225-pound resident doctor's expectations. Although he did not smile, he was very imposing.
"It hurts." The day after a surgery was the most uncomfortable. The patient's painkiller pump had just been removed, and he could not even leave the bed to urinate or defecate. It was extremely uncomfortable.
"Let me take a look. Do you feel uncomfortable?" Ling Ran took out the alcohol-based hand sanitizer that he always carried with him, wiped it on his hand, rubbed it, and used his finger to slightly move the patient's foot to observe.
The patient grimaced and said, "It hurts."
"What else besides pain?"
"Swelling."
"That's swelling pain."
The patient was speechless.
"Anything else?" Ling Ran asked again.
"Nothing else," the patient answered angrily, and the uneasiness in his heart lessened a little.
Ling Ran nodded and said, "The edema is well controlled. The dorsal artery of the foot is strong, and the color is normal. There is no necrosis or infection in the skin. Is the ankle stiff?"
The patient was shocked by the series of terms and quickly said, "It's not stiff. It just doesn't move well."
"Don't move." Ling Ran paused for a moment and asked, "What about the patient's family?"
The patient's family stepped forward.
Ling Ran pouted at Lu Wenbin.
Lu Wenbin was very familiar with this process. He also took a step forward and said clearly, "Light diet, high protein, high vitamin, and high fiber food, understand?"
"Understood." The patient's family also hoped that the patient could get better.
Ling Ran nodded and asked, "Are there any other questions?"
"Um, how long will it take for my husband to get better?" the middle-aged woman in the middle of the patient's family asked anxiously.
Ling Ran frowned. "Isn't he better now?"
"He still can't get off the bed and walk."
"He'll be able to leave after a while." Ling Ran had no patience for such questions.
The patient's family was speechless and thought it was a little funny.
At the same time, a Sincere Gratitude Treasure Chest landed in front of Ling Ran.
Ling Ran nodded. He knew that this patient would not have any problems, so he turned around and went out.
The 225-pound resident doctor looked dazed. He still had not come to his senses about such a vigorous ward round.
Ling Ran walked and collected Treasure Chests along the way. As Lu Wenbin became more familiar with the Achilles tendon repair technique, Ling Ran slowly became only responsible for performing physical examinations, and Lu Wenbin was the one who did all the talking.
For patients who had just received Achilles tendon repair surgery, they mainly looked at whether there were any complications. If the Achilles tendon ruptured again, wound infection, or skin necrosis were more serious. The rest of the edema, blood supply, temperature, and so on were all determined by the surgery itself.
Ling Ran's surgery with Perfect Level Achilles Tendon Repair Technique had a very low probability of making mistakes when it came to ordinary patients. After a series of examinations, the results were basically satisfactory. He even collected eight Sincere Gratitude Treasure Chests, which exceeded the ratio in Yun Hua Hospital.
"The quality of the people in Shanghai is quite high." Ling Ran resisted the urge to open the Treasure Chests, but he was still very satisfied with patients who knew how to repay kindness.
Lu Wenbin did not know why Ling Ran made such a judgment, and he was not interested in asking. Instead, he kept rubbing his fists and whispered, "Should we go and perform a ward round for Liu Weichen next?"
"Yes." Ling Ran looked at Lu Wenbin and said, "If you're tired, you can go and rest first. Chief Physician Ji has already checked on Liu Weichen …"
"I'm not tired." Lu Wenbin's voice was a little louder, but he quickly lowered it and said, "I'm also the second assistant. I want to see the results of Plan A."
This reason was very good. Ling Ran nodded and did not say much. He entered the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.
Liu Weichen still lived in his penthouse suite.
As soon as he entered, he heard a lot of voices.
When he looked at the living room, it was already filled with beer, beverages, and all kinds of makeshift drinks. Not only were there people sitting on the sofa, the floor, and the windowsill, there were also people sitting on both sides of the television cabinet drinking. There were also people standing around and chatting loudly.
Liu Weichen still lived in the big room inside. His feet were placed high, and there was no alcohol by his side. Instead, there was a pile of fruits, beverages, and junk food. There were also many men and women who looked like athletes talking and laughing in the room.
When Ling Ran and Lu Wenbin's large white coats entered the room, they looked a little out of place.
Lu Wenbin stood at the door, a little at a loss. He entered Yun Hua Hospital after he graduated, and he only rotated in the VIP ward for about a month. He had never really come into contact with VIP patients. When he saw that the suite in front of him was filled with people who looked like they could not wait to have a party, and some even had a crappy party, he fell completely silent.
"Ward round." Ling Ran walked through the living room without blinking and arrived in front of Liu Weichen.
When he saw his chief surgeon, Liu Weichen was a little embarrassed. He smiled bashfully and said, "My friend came to see me, but it's a little late. We haven't gathered together for a long time."
"Okay." Ling Ran did not care. As usual, he took out the alcohol-based hand sanitizer and looked at his feet.
Compared to ward round for other people, ward round for Liu Weichen was actually easier for Ling Ran. This was because Liu Weichen's recovery status was clearly recorded in his mission panel: 92%.
After a few days, the recovery rate only increased by 1%. Now, it seemed that it was not just a problem of surgery or nursing care.
Ling Ran quietly wrote a line of words in the record book. He thought about it and said, "I'll give you another set of MRI scans. Come and take a look."
"I heard from Chief Physician Ji that the recovery is going well." Liu Weichen was a little nervous at this time. Compared to Chief Physician Ji Tianlu, he was even more nervous when he faced Ling Ran.
Ling Ran's expression did not change much. He gave Liu Weichen a socially acceptable smile and said, "Your recovery is far better than patients who received ordinary Achilles tendon repair surgery. If there are no accidents, you should be able to carry out high-intensity training and participate in competitions."
When the Achilles tendon recovered to about 85%, one could take the risk to carry out high-intensity training. Liu Weichen's Achilles tendon had recovered to 92%. Even if it declined, it would not decline too much. It was very reasonable to expect that he could carry out high-intensity training.
Liu Weichen immediately smiled and said happily, "Thank you, Doctor Ling, Young Wang."
His manager understood and wanted to come over to hold Ling Ran's arm.
Ling Ran naturally dodged it.
The manager laughed and said, "Doctor Ling, let's go out and talk. By the way, you said that you still want to do an MRI scan. Why?"
Ling Ran nodded. "I expect the recovery to be better. I want to do another MRI scan to see the situation. When the results come out …"
"Wait a minute!" Liu Weichen shouted and asked, "Doctor Ling, didn't you just say that the recovery is going well?"
"The recovery is going well, but it's not at the expected level. When the results of the MRI scan are out …"
"It's because I didn't rest well for the past two days, right?" Liu Weichen interrupted Ling Ran again.
Ling Ran thought about it and said, "It's possible."
The manager was unhappy and said, "Doctor Ling, just say what you want to say. If you don't like us having a celebration party, just say it directly. Don't beat around the bush."
Ling Ran looked at him strangely. "I won't interfere with a patient's private life."
"Aren't you thinking of ways to interfere now?"
Ling Ran shook his head. "I just want to help with the recovery. The postoperative guidelines should have been sent to you. The patient and his family should know the best way to care for the patient, including a light diet, high protein, high dietary fiber, and high vitamins. However, if you are unwilling for some reason, such as being vegetarian for religious reasons or other reasons, we doctors will also try our best to provide medical help. Anyway, let's take an MRI scan first. "
After Ling Ran finished, he showed everyone a socially acceptable smile before he turned and left.
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