"This is … barehanded bleeding control?" As Chief Physician Liu spoke, he stood up, took out his reading glasses from his pocket, and put them on.
He had worked in the People's Liberation Army General Hospital for his entire life. Although he had never been to the battlefield, he had participated in many exercises and countless military medical system meetings.
For the military medical system, wound management and bleeding control were the core topics.
High-frequency electrical coagulation, microwave bleeding control, laser bleeding control, and various interventional drugs could be used during surgery. There were also countless hemostatic forceps and resident doctors that could be used.
However, on the battlefield, bandaging, pressure hemostasis, and local spraying of drugs were the most commonly used methods. Barehanded bleeding control was more like a high-level secret skill mastered by some people.
Chief Physician Liu spent most of his time studying burns. He did not master techniques like barehanded bleeding control, but he was very interested in it.
"The patient is bleeding under the hepatic capsule …"
"The bleeding has stopped!"
"Ling Ran, get on the gurney …"
Chief Physician Liu felt his blood boil as he watched the scene shown by the projector and listened to the monitor's voice turn from sharp to soothing.
Doctors knew doctors the best. Doctors could almost imagine a panoramic view as they watched the scene in the video.
Chief Physician Liu and the others watched the video and listened to the voice. They could immediately imagine the tension of a battle.
Patients with hemorrhagic shock were the standard Type I critical condition. Anyone who had worked in the Emergency Department could feel the struggle and helplessness of blood flowing through their hands and onto the ground.
In the video, Ling Ran got on the gurney and was pushed to the operating theater.
Chief Physician Liu looked at the scene that was getting further away and suddenly became anxious. "Hey, why isn't the cameraman following them? Follow them! What kind of cameraman is this? "
"This is a video taken by the patient in the ward with his phone," Huo Congjun quickly explained.
"Good material, but you've shot it into pieces. Don't you know how to send a cameraman? Aren't people taking selfies nowadays? "The image of the young nurses in the department twisting their hands in front of their phones appeared in Chief Physician Liu's mind.
"If you want material, you can shoot it in the future. Ling Ran, show your research paper to Chief Physician Liu and the others. Barehanded bleeding control is not witchcraft. We're going to promote it. "Huo Congjun took a sip of tea to moisten his throat so that he could scold people.
Ling Ran stood up and gave each visiting doctor a copy of the prepared documents.
When Qi Zhenhai saw the video, he wasn't too sure about the situation.
After all, it was a video that had been circulating in the circle for a while. He was not sure whether Huo Congjun had seen the comments on that day. The latter was the same as Department Director Liu. They were both people who did not use social media.
However, when he saw Ling Ran, Qi Zhenhai became alert.
The main character in the video was too eye-catching, and Ling Ran was so recognizable that it was impossible for him not to recognize him.
In fact, the reason why Qi Zhenhai made a comment on Weibo that day was because he was provoked by the term "internet celebrity doctor".
As one of the few young chief physicians in the country, Qi Zhenhai had been on various social media platforms for several years, but he had never become an Internet celebrity. How could a reckless doctor become an Internet celebrity?
Just because of his face?
Qi Zhenhai looked at Ling Ran with a stern expression. He did not even smile when he got the research paper. It was only when Ling Ran turned around and left that he exhaled abruptly and released the pent-up anger in his heart.
Qi Zhenhai lowered his head and looked at the thesis again. He wanted to find some loopholes to gain a foothold.
Most of the research papers were actually fake. It could be said that they were just articles and did not have much practical meaning.
Forget about falsifying data or deliberately selecting sample subjects. Many of the articles had problems in the concept and direction, and there were also many logical errors. It could be said that most of the research papers could be picked out. It was also because of this that the authors of the research papers would inevitably encounter major and minor edits before they were published.
Qi Zhenhai's first reaction was to find something and fight back.
He usually only needed a few minutes to read the research papers of his graduate students or review papers sent by journals. This was the basic quality of a medical researcher.
Huo Congjun let everyone read for a few minutes before he stared at Qi Zhenhai and said, "Doctor Qi, didn't you want to know if barehanded bleeding control is possible without a surgical field? Did I explain this research paper to you clearly? "
Qi Zhenhai was a chief physician, not a department director. Huo Congjun did not even bother to address him as Department Director Qi.
Qi Zhenhai seized the time to read the article and said with a cold expression, "Department Director Huo, what do you mean?"
"Did you forget what you wrote on the Internet?" Huo Congjun showed Qi Zhenhai's comments on the big screen, and one of them was highlighted.
"If today's video was not staged, it could be said to be one of the most reckless incidents I know. Is barehanded bleeding control possible without a surgical field …? "
Huo Congjun smiled and said, "Did you not see it?"
Qi Zhenhai chuckled. "You want to stand up for the intern."
"We are having an out-of-hospital consultation today. A consultation is to learn from each other and solve problems … I want to solve this problem for you today. "Huo Congjun was aggressive, and he was no longer polite.
If a hospital was seen as a workplace, its working environment was very different from other workplaces.
The most obvious point was that doctors were not as happy and harmonious as civil servants, nor were they as businesslike as employees in private companies.
Doctors' daily lives were between enduring and exploding.
They endured great pressure; they endured night shifts; they endured when they were scolded by senior doctors; they endured when they were scolded by patients …
If they could not endure it anymore, they would explode.
It was not uncommon for senior doctors to scold junior doctors, and different departments to scold each other in the hospital. There were even a few chief physicians in every hospital who did not meet each other.
The more advanced ones would scold each other in the same city, in the same province, and in the whole country. The more advanced ones could also hold international conferences and scold each other in English and Chinese in front of their colleagues around the world …
Reality proved that it was not embarrassing to do this, but it also showed the doctors' strength and confidence. In this kind of situation, the weak would always smile and take selfies.
At the level of chief physicians like Huo Congjun and Qi Zhenhai, logically speaking, they had the same senior title as school professors. However, school professors could look at the world calmly, but doctors could not. They still had to scold others.
Why? Because they were in charge of human lives!
If junior doctors performed wrong, they should naturally be scolded. If junior doctors did not write their medical records properly, they would still be scolded.
It was inevitable for chief physicians and associate chief physicians of the same rank to scold each other. Today, they would say that you cut too much, making the prognosis difficult, and affecting the patient's quality of life. Tomorrow, they would say that you cut too little, did not clean the lymph, and that the patient's cancer would probably relapse. The day after tomorrow, they would gather together to scold the hospital for overtreatment …
Listening to the chief physicians scold each other during the department consultation could be said to be the best medicine for junior doctors to get gossip and relieve their mental stress.
It was not uncommon to see people scolding each other during out-of-hospital consultations. The number of medical experts who had grudges against each other was as many as the number of dogs who had fought in a neighborhood.
As the department director of Yun Hua Hospital, the number of chief physicians Huo Congjun had scolded was more than the number of patients who died under his hands. He did not give Qi Zhenhai a chance to defend himself and said, "What I despise the most in my life is those who wrongly accuse others without distinguishing between right and wrong. The most annoying thing is those who use their administrative positions to oppress others. What do you think? Ling Ran is an intern, and you're a chief physician. Do you have the ability to guide him? Do you know barehanded bleeding control? You don't have the ability, but you talk a lot. This is what people like you are talking about. "
He scolded so happily that his saliva flew far away and landed on the table in front of Qi Zhenhai.
Qi Zhenhai had just been promoted to chief physician for a few years, and he had just seen the shadow of a department director. He did not have Huo Congjun's experience, nor did he have Huo Congjun's confidence. He was angry and anxious when he was scolded. "Department Director Huo, aren't you using your administrative position to oppress others without distinguishing between right and wrong?"
Huo Congjun spat. "Didn't you see the research paper with black words on the white background? Without distinguishing between right and wrong? When I was young, I would have beaten you until your face was swollen. "
"It's not right to hit people." Department Director Liu tried to mediate the fight and continued to read the research paper quietly.
"I have to teach him a lesson today. How dare he criticize our department? Qi Zhenhai, if you're from Yun Hua Hospital, I'll show you some respect. But you're from the Emergency Department of the provincial hospital. Why are you talking about medical malpractice? Have you ever seen a medical malpractice? Do you have any concept of what a medical malpractice is? "Huo Congjun was full of energy. His saliva even bounced off the conference table.
Qi Zhenhai could not help but feel a little guilty.
When he saw the video, he casually commented on it. Using the word "medical malpractice" could easily trigger a doctor's sensitive nerve.
In truth, if he commented on it, then so be it. Qi Zhenhai was not afraid of offending Huo Congjun. It was just that the situation in front of him was a little awkward.
Qi Zhenhai felt as if he had been ambushed. He could not say anything for a moment, so he lowered his head to read Ling Ran's research paper.
No matter what, he was a doctor who was qualified to compete for the position of department director. Qi Zhenhai had written a lot of research papers, and he had read even more research papers. He could easily find problems in the research papers of ordinary resident doctors and even attending physicians.
However, Ling Ran's research paper was different.
After mastering the Perfect Level Barehanded Bleeding Control Technique, he wrote this thesis based on the actual cases he had used.
Most importantly, this was Ling Ran's first decent research paper. Therefore, he was not greedy for completeness. The content of his research paper was limited to a single case and the application of barehanded bleeding control. The foundation of his research paper also meant that his point of view was stable.
[Barehanded Bleeding Control Without a Surgical Field for Hepatic Suture] had a total of more than one thousand words, and it had been checked by Huo Congjun many times. How could there be any obvious mistakes?
If Qi Zhenhai had a few hours, he could have looked up some related literature, and he might have been able to put forward some opposing viewpoints.
But it had only been a few minutes since he received the research paper. There was no way he could find any arguments or arguments.
But Huo Congjun did not give him a chance. He chattered and scolded without restraint. He was happy and wantonly.
He was a famous hatchet man in Yun Hua's medical field. He had ruined many "international" conferences, let alone an out-of-hospital consultation.
In the end, Qi Zhenhai still saw Ling Ran's introduction of the author, and he decided to fight back. He said, "Barehanded bleeding control can be carried out, but do interns do it? If I say it's a medical malpractice, it's a light punishment. You're treating human life like grass. "
"Who doesn't know how to wear a hat? Can't interns do barehanded bleeding control? Who made this rule? Is letting the patient die on the gurney your ability? "
"I watched the video. There was still time to perform an exploratory laparotomy."
"You dare to say that after watching the video? I'll give you ten cases, and you'll give me a remote diagnosis? "Huo Congjun snorted. Physical examination was an extremely important part of a doctor's diagnosis. Simply put, contacting the patient was a necessary part of a major diagnosis, and it was also one of the reasons why remote diagnosis often went wrong.
Qi Zhenhai naturally did not dare to take the bait. He snorted and said, "You didn't make a mistake once, but it doesn't mean that your treatment is correct. Interns are like newborn calves that are not afraid of tigers, but senior doctors can't just let them do whatever they want."
"With your judgment, I think you're even worse than an intern."
"What's there to compare with an intern?" Qi Zhenhai pursed his lips.
"I don't think you can compare with him." Huo Congjun put his hands on the table.
"I don't want to compare with him." Qi Zhenhai also put his hands on the table.
"You can't even compare with an intern." Huo Congjun leaned forward.
"I don't need to compare." Qi Zhenhai also leaned forward.
"You …"
"I …"
Everyone watched in horror as the two of them got closer and closer. They only had eyes for each other, and their lips were about to touch.
"Um … let the author of the research paper say something." Department Director Liu really could not stand it anymore.
"Ling Ran, you say it." Huo Congjun glanced at Qi Zhenhai and straightened his body.
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