Nesta walked around the Shao family's restaurant. He had nothing to do, so he turned back.
Everyone had already eaten spicy roast beef, spicy roast chicken wings, spicy roast squid, spicy roast eggplant, and spicy roast potato slices.
Looking at all kinds of red chilies, Nesta drooled madly, but he could only hold it in.
Ling Ran stared at the tear stains on Nesta's face.
Last time, the South African athlete he met not only loved to cry, but also gave away Treasure Chests like crazy.
Nesta was not as fond of crying as the South Africans, but according to Ling Ran, even if he did not give away three or four Treasure Chests, there was still a chance that he would give away one Treasure Chest in advance.
Ling Ran looked at Nesta with a thoughtful expression.
Nesta also looked at Ling Ran with a baffled expression.
* Slap! *
Ling Ran was stunned for a moment. Why was it not a "ding"?
He turned around and saw a cameraman fall from the door into the Shao family's restaurant with his SLR camera.
To protect his SLR camera, the cameraman's left elbow hit the ground first. The angle became strange, and the SLR camera he used to protect with his other hand was naturally broken.
"It's basically equivalent to a Volkswagen Jetta falling," Doctor Zhou said before he got up to see the patient.
Ling Ran turned around and went to the kitchen to wash his hands.
Boss Shao walked over unhurriedly with a medical kit and an employee. He gave an order.
"Let's clear a spot first."
"Bring the stretcher over. It's at the common stretcher in the storeroom. Bring it and stand it up.
"Two of you, move the lamp. I've asked someone to measure it. When a few lamps are put together, it will basically have the effect of a shadowless lamp.
"Where's the enclosure? Bring the enclosure over. "
When Ling Ran came back after washing his hands, he saw an operating theater at the end of the 19th century and the beginning of the 20th century. Although the operating table was a little crude, the shadowless lamp was a little crude, the outer wall of the operating theater was a little crude, the medicine and medical equipment were also a little crude, and the sanitary conditions were not good enough, it was still a simple operating theater.
Ling Ran and Doctor Zhou looked at each other.
Boss Shao was proud. "Don't think that only your hospital knows how to update the equipment. The Shao family's restaurant also knows how to update the equipment."
Doctor Zhou rolled his eyes. "Other barbecue restaurants usually consider the kitchen equipment when they update the equipment."
Boss Shao was stunned. His gaze drifted away. "My kitchen equipment has long been enough …"
"So, you're going to upgrade the medical equipment?" Doctor Zhou answered smoothly, but he was very skeptical of Boss Shao's logic.
Nesta did not understand Chinese, so he asked Doctor Winnie quietly, "Are the restaurants and hospitals in China operated together?"
"Maybe it's just a custom." Winnie took out her phone. "Hold on, let me Google it … The internet isn't good, I can't seem to get it … Who said that the internet in China is fast? Hold on …"
"Um … I can't move my arm."
The cameraman shouted from the simple operating table.
"He's here." Doctor Zhou took out a pair of gloves from Boss Shao's medical box and put them on. He then turned the cameraman over and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"I … just wanted to take a few photos of Ling Ran."
"Taking pictures of Doctor Ling? Why? "
"As long as the readers like to read it, the sales of newspapers and magazines are good. I don't care why … Hiss …" The photographer sucked in air through his teeth. "Be gentler, be gentler. Don't you know why?"
Doctor Zhou raised his head and saw Ling Ran's face. He felt as if he was being dazzled by light.
"Are you a paparazzi?" Doctor Zhou could not help but be curious.
"Paparazzi … Damn you … I just wanted to take some photos. I'm going to lose all the money I earned this time." The cameraman felt pity for his DSLR camera.
Boss Shao looked at him and scratched his head. "How is it? Do you want to have surgery? I've prepared everything for disinfection. "
"Surgery has to be done. There's no need to do it here." Doctor Zhou made a judgment based on the standard of an attending physician in the Emergency Department. "Call an ambulance and send him to the hospital. He just broke a few bones."
"Just?" the cameraman shouted.
Doctor Zhou pursed his lips and looked at Boss Shao's medical box. He asked, "Do you want a painkiller?"
The cameraman hesitated.
Boss Shao looked at him and said pitifully, "A healthy person who fell straight down is fine. Nowadays, people are really lucky."
The cameraman was furious. "What do you mean by fine?"
Boss Shao sneered. He revealed the clothes on his upper body and revealed the crisscrossing scars. At the same time, he picked up his phone and pressed the speed dial. After the call was connected, he said, "Shao family's restaurant. I need an ambulance. The patient is a male, around forty years old. He fell down and is unable to move on his own … "
"Got it."
…..
Nesta returned to Yun Hua Hospital's ward. After he slept on the soft hospital bed, he could not help but be full of confidence.
"Doctor Winnie, you're right. The medical standards in China are definitely the best in the world." Nesta's tone was firm.
Winnie asked, "Why?"
"Although I don't understand Chinese, I can see the real China," Nesta said solemnly. Nesta solemnly said, "Think about it. If a roadside restaurant has the level of a community hospital, what kind of level would the most powerful hospital and the most powerful doctor in this country be?"
"Hmm …"
"I think that China's hospitals and medical treatment should be like Jamaican sprinting. It's a national activity. From the moment everyone is born, they want to be the first to cross the finishing line …" The twenty-year-old Nesta was full of hope and said, "Such a hospital and such a doctor will definitely be able to cure my Achilles tendon …"
Winnie snorted and said, "You're right."
The next day.
Seven o 'clock in the morning.
Nesta was pushed into the operating theater.
Winnie followed closely behind him and entered the operating theater with the other doctors who were visiting.
Yun Hua Hospital did not have a good demonstration room. It was not suitable to use things that were usually used to fool medical students in formal occasions. Everyone still used the method of close observation.
Winnie looked around. Doctor Zhou was the only one she was slightly familiar with. She moved over and asked, "Did Doctor Ling perform surgery on an Ecuadorian athlete yesterday? Was the surgery successful? "
"Very successful." Doctor Zhou gave an affirmative answer and said in English, "Ling Ran performed seven Achilles tendon repairs yesterday, and all of them were successful."
"Uh … that's amazing." Winnie nodded slightly. When she raised her head and wanted to say a few words to Nesta, the anesthetist had already entered the operating theater.
He was followed by Ling Ran, the first assistant, Yu Yuan, and the second assistant, Ma Yanlin.
And then …
The surgery was completed.
Winnie looked at her watch. The entire surgery took one hour and forty-five minutes. It was a little long for a standard Achilles tendon repair surgery, but compared to the Zhu-Ling Achilles Repair Technique that she knew, it was a little short.
"The surgery was very successful." Ling Ran saw Winnie. Out of gratitude for her internationalism for sending the patient from far away, he gave her a socially acceptable smile and explained, "The patient's Achilles tendon rupture is relatively neat, and his basic condition is also very good. I think he will recover very quickly."
Winnie expressed her gratitude, though she did not really believe it. After she performed surgery on her patients, she often said that it was "successful". However, whether the results were successful or not, it did not always go according to her expectations.
However, the doctors who came to visit were excited. No matter what, Ling Ran had operated on three foreign athletes in a row. Now, not only Yun Hua, but also the medical community in Changxi Province had paid attention to this, and it was a good thing for all of Yun Hua Hospital.
Huo Congjun's neck hair stood up as he looked around. When he saw that there was no one who disagreed with him, he nodded in satisfaction. "Everyone can sit in the meeting room and speak freely. Let's also show the spirit of democracy … "
Huo Congjun turned around and went to Associate Hospital Director Zhou, who was familiar with him. He smiled and said, "Young Devil Han from the Orthopedics Department didn't dare to come."
"Don't bully people just because you're older. In a few years, everyone will be called Old Devil."
"Old Devil Han? Is he worthy? "Huo Congjun's neck hair stood up, and he spat in his perfect posture.
Associate Hospital Director Zhou chuckled.
The two of them walked side by side behind the others. Huo Congjun looked at the two sides and saw that no one was paying attention to them. He then said, "Associate Hospital Director Zhou, now that we have started to operate on foreigners, can we hang up the sign of the Emergency Medical Center?"
With the excuse of a foreign friend, Associate Hospital Director Zhou's attitude became a lot more relaxed. He said, "The hospital must really pay attention to this matter. The higher-ups are also very supportive of our internationalization of medical treatment … Old Huo, you're lucky to have Ling Ran. He hasn't signed a contract yet, right? You have to keep a close eye on him …"
"Let him apply after the new year. He'll be able to get it in a few months."
"Be careful of any undue delay."
"Yes." Huo Congjun took the opportunity to say, "By the way, in Ling Ran's treatment group, Ma Yanlin is a houseman in the Hand Surgery Department. I'm thinking about whether I can transfer him over …"
"No, Department Director Jin Xi specifically told me that Ma Yanlin is not allowed to be transferred."
"Alright, then we have to add another person." As Huo Congjun spoke, he emphasized, "Ling Ran has the ability to build a team. The doctors under him have all been trained very well. Once the team is built, he won't be willing to leave, right?"
Associate Hospital Director Zhou laughed very readily, and he showed a mouth full of white teeth. "Now, everyone is saying that they lack manpower. I'll help you think of a way. I can find people, but I can't guarantee the quality. You'll have to adjust it internally."
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