Ling Ran walked to the reception desk with light steps. He looked out the door and waited for the ambulance to arrive.
The traffic in the city was getting worse. It was common for ambulances to take half an hour on the road. However, the Emergency Department of the hospital did not seem to be in a hurry.
Doctor Zhou first asked the junior doctors under him to check all kinds of emergency supplies. He then arranged a consultation with the department. He leaned against the nurses' desk and said with a smile, "Doctor Ling, didn't you say that you wanted to drink English afternoon tea? Do you want to make a pot in my office now? "
"I didn't say that." Ling Ran did not care about Doctor Zhou's little tricks.
Doctor Zhou smiled and said, "I know that you want to drink but find it troublesome."
"I didn't." Ling Ran did not even turn his head.
The young nurse at the reception desk smiled and said, "Doctor Zhou, you're the one who wants to drink it, right?"
"Ling Ran mentioned it," Doctor Zhou said.
"Doctor Ling is not the kind of person who is hesitant." The young nurse chuckled a few times. She looked at Ling Ran as if she had seen through him and said, "Besides, when Doctor Ling drinks tea, he only drinks tea. He never talks about English afternoon tea."
Doctor Zhou also chuckled three times.
The young nurse returned victorious and was praised by the other two nurses at the nurses' desk.
Three seconds passed, five seconds, thirty seconds …
The young nurse sitting in front of the computer suddenly stopped working and said, "Since we have nothing to do, why don't we make a pot of tea?"
"Doctor Ling doesn't drink English afternoon tea."
"You already know that?"
"Then I'll ask in the group chat who has a pot."
"I also want black tea, milk, and everything else."
"Mugs, mainly mugs."
The three young nurses talked, and in less than ten minutes, they made a pot of English afternoon tea.
The pot and mugs were gifts from a pharmaceutical company sponsored by a lady from the Administrative Department. Although they had not been used for a while, they were sterilized with high temperature before they were put into boxes. Now that they were taken out and washed, the enamel patterns on them were still very bright.
The fist-sized bone porcelain mug was also very beautiful. The white and thin body seemed to be translucent. When red tea was poured into it, the visual effect was 99 points.
"Doctor Ling, have some tea. The ambulance just happened to run into a traffic light, and we still have to wait for about ten minutes." The young nurse at the reception desk served a full set of afternoon tea to Ling Ran. Along with the milk, she also placed two handmade muffins on a pretty plate.
Ling Ran only hesitated for two seconds before he thanked him and took it. The ritual of having English afternoon tea was very good. Regardless of the taste of the tea, the warm tea could make people feel relaxed.
Doctor Zhou chuckled and asked, "What about me?"
"You brought a thermos, right?" The young nurse placed her hands on her hips and looked at Doctor Zhou.
Doctor Zhou obediently handed over the Thermos flask and said softly, "There are also wolfberries inside …"
"Do you want it?"
"Yes."
The nurse poured away the hot water and goji berries in the thermos cup and added black tea.
"Pour me some milk." Doctor Zhou smiled. "It's afternoon tea, after all. I still need to replenish my energy."
The young nurse did as she was told and poured a little bit of milk for Doctor Zhou, along with a slice of Hershey's pie. Then, she turned around and ignored Doctor Zhou.
Doctor Zhou held a thermos flask and sipped on the black tea. He seemed to be enjoying the hardship.
Ling Ran picked up the white porcelain cup and quietly sipped the tea.
Sunlight shone from the third floor, and rays of sunlight fell on the reception desk on the first floor. The tiles reflected Ling Ran's face, and it seemed as if they had become high-end.
There were two devil's ivy on the reception desk. One of them was entangled with the other. They seemed to be far away from each other, but they were actually very close.
The spider plant on the windowsill hung its branches, and it was as quiet as the willow tree next to Old Wang's house. It was as if it was quietly watching the devil's ivy on the reception desk.
"Past the intersection. Another thirty seconds." The nurse at the reception desk put down the phone and informed Ling Ran in a low voice.
A normal car accident was just a normal medical case for the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital.
Ling Ran put down the empty teacup, adjusted his large white coat, and put on his gloves. Then, he calmed down.
For Ling Ran, who had just learned hepatectomy, he needed to mentally prepare himself every time he practiced.
"The patient is a forty-eight-year-old male with clear consciousness. Leg and abdomen trauma, massive blood loss. Blood pressure 106, 75, pulse 77, breathing 24 times per minute …" the ambulance driver who pushed the cart into the hospital reported loudly.
Ling Ran and Doctor Zhou went to the front of the ambulance.
The patient's eyes were still open. He greeted them, "Doctor, doctors nowadays are so young …"
"Let me take a look." Ling Ran checked the patient's abdomen wound as he spoke. As expected, he found a rupture that might have injured the liver.
"I took a look in the ambulance. The liver is probably ruptured. We need to operate on him as soon as possible." The patient's family member who came along with the ambulance also jogged after the ambulance and suggested.
Ling Ran looked at her in surprise.
"I'm an associate professor at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and I teach public health," the family member said, "The patient is my husband."
Ling Ran nodded at her and said, "Go straight to the operating theater."
A nurse immediately stood up and started to call the operating theater.
"Let me take a look. Doctor Zhou, help. "Ling Ran instructed the others and gently moved the patient's position.
"Be careful of the liver," the patient's wife said softly.
"Baby." The patient's lips trembled due to excessive blood loss, and his gaze was a little weak. He squeezed his wife's hand weakly and said, "Don't shout like this outside. We're already so old, and it's quite embarrassing."
"Who's calling you …" The wife was speechless. "I'm reminding the doctor."
"Telling the doctor is even more inappropriate … Cough, cough …" The patient spat out dark red blood and smiled sadly. "Oh no, I'm coughing up blood."
Doctor Zhou immediately took out a flashlight and shone it on the patient. His tensed body relaxed again. "You bit the flesh in your mouth."
At this time, Ling Ran also looked at the position and gently squeezed the muscles near the wound. The patient who had just changed his position stopped losing blood immediately.
The patient's wife was very surprised. "You stopped the bleeding?"
"A temporary measure to stop the bleeding." Ling Ran gave an affirmative answer.
"How did you do it?"
"Sometimes, external compression can also temporarily stop bleeding," Ling Ran answered.
The patient's wife looked at Ling Ran in a daze for a few seconds before she suddenly realized something and said, "Your surname is Ling, right? Doctor Ling from Yun Hua Hospital? "
"Yes," Ling Ran answered very quickly. There was no other doctor with the surname Ling in Yun Hua Hospital.
"I heard that you performed an Achilles tendon repair on Liu Weichen." As a member of the medical field in Yun Hua, the patient's wife had heard a lot of legends. At this time, she only thought of the first example.
Ling Ran nodded and said, "Yes." Then, he said, "You should sign the informed consent form."
"Okay." The patient's wife received the informed consent forms. She glanced at them and signed all of them. There was a total of six or seven forms, and she did not stop at all.
She knew very well that the faster she signed the forms, the better it would be for the patient.
"Let's go into the operating theater." Ling Ran and Doctor Zhou looked quite relaxed when they saw her like this. They said a few words and went into the operating theater to change their clothes.
The patient's wife was stopped outside the operating theater. She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Doctor Ling, who will be the chief surgeon?"
Doctor Zhou said without hesitation, "Chief surgeon Ling."
"Doctor Ling … Aren't you a doctor from the Orthopedics Department?" The patient's wife stood outside the door and asked.
"I'm also good at hepatectomy." Ling Ran had nothing to hide at this time. He immediately said, "I'm good at bleeding control, splenectomy, and orchiectomy."
When the patient's wife heard the last word, she could not help but twitch her eyes. She gulped and said, "Then … I'll have to trouble you, Doctor Ling."
"Okay." Ling Ran nodded, turned around, and went to the changing room.
Outside the door.
The patient's wife stared at the blue wall for more than ten seconds before she suddenly took out her phone. Her fingers trembled as she tapped on the latest call and dialed.
"Professor Huang, my husband is already in the operating theater … Hmm, Ling Ran from Yun Hua Hospital, the doctor who operated on Liu Weichen … I think so. You don't have to rush over …"
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