The next day.
Before nine o 'clock in the morning, Academician Di brought Wei Jiayou to Yun Hua Hospital and went straight to the ICU.
"Where is the patient who underwent prolonged CPR yesterday?" Academician Di asked as soon as he entered the room. There was nothing for him to hide. After all, with his level of exposure, as long as he entered Yun Hua Hospital, people would quickly report everything he did or said to the higher-ups.
Academician Di had long been used to this way of doing things, so he simply acted aboveboard.
The ICU of Yun Hua Hospital was an independent small department, and the doctors on duty could only obediently point out the location.
Academician Di nodded and brought Wei Jiayou over without saying a word.
Wei Jiayou immediately lowered his head to look at the patient's urine bag.
"It's clear," Wei Jiayou replied. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or not.
Academician Di raised his eyebrows and lowered his head to look at the patient's urine bag. As expected, it was basically clear inside.
"There's an eighty percent chance he's alive." Academician Di stood on his tiptoes and glanced at the urine bag again before he boldly made a judgment. He turned around and asked, "Where's Ling Ran?"
The doctor from the ICU said, "Doctor Ling performed ward rounds this morning and went to perform surgery."
Academician Di lowered his head and looked at his watch. They had come during work hours. He could not help but ask, "How early?"
"Around five o 'clock?" the ICU doctor answered softly.
Academician Di hummed and waited for a few seconds before asking, "What did he say?"
"Doctor Ling didn't say anything."
"You didn't ask for any nursing care?"
"No." When the doctor from the ICU said this, he became a little more assertive and said, "Academician Di, there is no problem with the standard of care in the ICU. Moreover, regardless of whether Doctor Ling requests it or not, we will definitely follow …"
"You can talk about this when you're evaluated as a chief physician." Academician Di's words made the young doctor return to his original state and awakened his intelligence.
Attending physicians in the ICU were promoted from associate chief physician to chief physician before opening a department. Ordinary junior doctors would be considered lucky if they could become chief physicians in the end.
However, the so-called evaluation of professional titles still needed people to evaluate them, and the evaluators were usually junior committee members of doctors like Academician Di …
The young attending physician in the ICU shrank his neck. He did not dare to challenge the academician's authority.
"Let's go to the office." Academician Di said. When he returned to the ICU, he held the patient's medical record in his hands and carefully scanned it again.
A case like prolonged CPR was something that could only be found by chance.
Even if a doctor was willing to spend a lot of time performing CPR, the hospital would still need to be able to provide patients with myocardial infarction for a very long period of time, much less a 1% or even lower success rate …
With high-quality CPR, there was a very low probability of a willful patient who could not get up for an hour and decide to get up in the end.
"You take a look too." Academician Di passed the medical records to Wei Jiayou. Then, he looked at the patient and said, "Based on the patient's current condition, the data is fine."
"I can see it in the electronic medical record," Wei Jiayou said.
Academician Di continued to pass the medical record to him and said, "Don't blindly believe in electronic medical records. Sometimes, doctors will just write something on the paper medical record, and they won't stick it on the electronic medical record."
Wei Jiayou was taken aback. He picked up the medical record and started reading it.
After Wei Jiayou flipped through a few pages of the medical records, he felt strange and flipped through them from the back to the front. He frowned and said, "I don't see the patient casually writing it …"
"Not in this book," Academician Di said.
Wei Jiayou lowered his head and quietly put down the paper medical record. However, he used a little more force, and a thud could be heard.
…..
At noon.
Academician Di went to participate in another round of face-showing ceremonies. When he returned to the office, he saw Wei Jiayou sitting in front of his desk and reading journals seriously.
Wei Jiayou did not look as gloomy as before when he was under the sun. He looked a little like the doctors on TV, serious and meticulous …
In fact, Academician Di chose Wei Jiayou as his disciple because of Wei Jiayou's appearance.
Although Wei Jiayou was a little unfriendly when it came to face-to-face communication, he was very photogenic. Whether it was a TV program shot by a camera or a photo taken of his Moments, Wei Jiayou was very stylish.
For ordinary doctors, it was not important whether they had stylish looks or not. Academician Di himself had never benefited from his looks.
However, Academician Di knew very well that a good look would be an unparalleled advantage for a high-end doctor.
In this era where eyeballs were the most important, except for ophthalmologists, everyone was more inclined to choose good-looking doctors.
Celebrity doctors or doctor celebrities were not new twenty years ago, and it had become more and more popular in recent years.
Academician Di could not be a doctor celebrity anymore, so he set higher requirements for his disciple.
Academician Di was also very satisfied with Wei Jiayou's current appearance.
"What are you looking at?" Academician Di walked closer and spoke in a friendly tone.
Wei Jiayou's hand, which was holding the mouse, trembled a little. "Is the meeting over?"
"It's just a meet-and-greet meeting. There's no need to end it." As Academician Di spoke, he bent down and looked at Wei Jiayou's screen.
"[Barehanded Hemostasis without Surgical Field for Hepatic Suture] …" Academician Di read the title as he looked at it.
When Wei Jiayou saw that Academician Di saw it, he generously made way for him.
"Is this a research paper written by Ling Ran?" Academician Di finally understood.
Wei Jiayou nodded. "It's quite good …"
His voice was not very firm, and only those who were familiar with him could hear it.
"A little forced?" Academician Di smiled and said, "Ling Ran seems to have graduated as an undergraduate. It's normal that he doesn't know how to write research papers, and he has written very few research papers."
Wei Jiayou chuckled and said, "He's way above the norm."
"Oh?"
"He used barehanded hemostasis, and he has treated patients with liver injuries in the past." Wei Jiayou read the research paper several times, but he still did not think that he could master this technique.
At the same time, Ling Ran was also sitting in his office. There was a stack of documents in front of him, and he was reading them quietly.
He was reading Wei Jiayou's research paper.
Wei Jiayou's research paper was mainly focused on cardiovascular surgery and endoscopy. The former was not within Ling Ran's scope, but he was relatively familiar with the latter.
Ling Ran could see the confidence in Wei Jiayou's research paper.
It could be said that Ling Ran's understanding of Wei Jiayou was better than the few times he met him yesterday after reading two research papers.
After reading another research paper, Ling Ran took out his phone, took a picture, and sent it to Zuo Cidian.
Ling Ran, on the other hand, opened his laptop and started writing his thesis.
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