Chen Tong looked at the pine trees downstairs, and he subconsciously touched his waist.
His waist did not hurt, and his back did not hurt either. His cervical vertebrae … Hmm, his cervical vertebrae still hurt … but it seemed to hurt even more.
'Did I sleep on the wrong pillow during the surgery?'
Chen Tong looked at the pine trees downstairs and fell into deep thought.
"Old Chen, you're awake?" Wang Cheng, who was in the bed next to him, held his waist and greeted him.
"I'm awake." Chen Tong was too lazy to turn his neck, and he continued to stare at the pine trees downstairs.
The needles of the pine trees were slightly densely packed. When he looked down from the top, it was covered by a dense layer of dust, and it looked a little dirty.
Chen Tong could not help but laugh in his heart. 'How can the pine trees in the city compare to the ones in the mountains …'
"You're recovering better than me." Wang Cheng looked at Chen Tong enviously and asked, "It doesn't hurt anymore?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore," Chen Tong said.
Wang Cheng sighed and said, "It still hurts here, and it hurts a lot. I don't know if the surgery was done well."
"Dad, Doctor Ling said that your surgery was a success. Didn't Doctor Jin also say that?" His daughter was worried that Wang Cheng was in a bad mood, so she quickly spoke up.
Wang Cheng snorted. "The surgery was only the first step. Doctor Ling only said that the surgery was a success, but he did not say what happened after that. "
"Didn't Doctor Jin say that I recovered quite well?"
"Doctor Jin doesn't count." Wang Cheng pursed his lips and said, "You should listen to the chief surgeon about this."
Chen Tong turned to look at Wang Cheng and said, "I had the surgery a day earlier than you."
"I felt that you recovered quite well two days ago." Wang Cheng was still comparing their postoperative states, and he was not satisfied with all sorts of things.
Chen Tong smiled. "Being fast doesn't mean being fast. In the end, it still depends on who recovers completely."
Wang Cheng shook his head. "I used to say this a lot, but later on, I realized that you can't catch up to someone who is fast even if you spend your entire life."
Chen Tong could not help but laugh. He coughed softly and subconsciously held his waist.
The pain he expected did not come.
Chen Tong raised his head in surprise and said, "I have to say, it's much more comfortable than the appendectomy I received in the past."
"Did you hire a monkey to do the appendectomy?" Wang Cheng was amused by himself. Then, he sucked in a breath of cold air because of the pain. "Damn it, we were both operated on by the same doctor, right? Why am I in so much pain?"
Chen Tong looked at Wang Cheng, then continued to look at his beloved pine tree. "You're older than me, right?"
Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then he coughed and sucked in a breath of cold air.
In the afternoon.
The ward area on the second floor became quiet.
Regardless of whether it was the patient's family members or the nurses who came and went, they all became very careful.
With the help of the nurse, Chen Tong covered himself with a blanket and fell into a light sleep.
The doctors would start their ward rounds at 4 o 'clock or 3 o' clock tomorrow morning. The patients were very concerned about this and were looking forward to it.
Some of the patients who came to the Second People's Hospital of Wuxin City for surgery were invited by Doctor Jin, some of them found Doctor Jin through their connections, and some of them were recommended by Doctor Jin due to their conditions.
But no matter what, when they came to the Second People's Hospital of Wuxin City, they all had a common identity — patients.
All patients hoped to get better. With such a big premise, it did not matter if they woke up at 3 o 'clock or 4 o' clock in the morning to do their ward rounds.
In fact, for a long time, many people would be in so much pain that they could not sleep even at midnight. The most severe cases were so severe that they could not suppress the pain even after taking painkillers.
Among the diseases that ordinary people often encountered, hepatolithiasis was also one of the most painful diseases.
Now, after the surgery, whether they should wake up at midnight was not within everyone's consideration. What everyone cared about was the patient's condition itself.
Even if there were a few patients invited by Doctor Jin, they were only arranged to do their ward rounds at the back. No matter how demanding they were, they would not choose to come to the Second People's Hospital of Wuxin City with other people.
On the other hand, patients with hepatolithiasis who needed hepatectomy were already old patients. They had a certain understanding of their own conditions, their own conditions, and the extent of the doctor's abilities.
And what Ling Ran did was obviously beyond everyone's expectations.
At least, it was beyond most people's expectations.
This made Ling Ran's reputation on the second floor of the Second People's Hospital of Wuxin City become unusually high.
It was three o 'clock in the morning.
Some patients who were light sleepers had already gotten up to wash up and talked to each other.
"Did you see Doctor Ling?"
"Which way did you go just now?"
"You look like you're in good shape."
"You look like you're in good shape too …"
Regardless of whether it was the patient or the patient's family, there was a smile on their faces when they met.
Chen Tong also slowly got down to the ground.
He wore slippers and did not call for a nurse. He used his crutches and supported himself against the wall as he slowly moved to the bathroom. He roughly tidied up his personal hygiene before he opened the door and went to the corridor.
The corridor on the second floor at three o 'clock in the morning was so lively that it was like a fire drill.
"Teacher Chen, you're awake?" A patient in a wheelchair looked at Chen Tong as if he was looking at himself, who had recovered from his injuries. He greeted Chen Tong enthusiastically, "You can even walk now. You're recovering well."
"It's alright, but I still feel a little uncomfortable." Chen Tong dawdled. He used his crutches and supported himself against the handrail by the wall. He panted a few times and said, "The wound is quite itchy. It should be healing soon."
"I don't know when I'll be able to walk on my own." The patient in the wheelchair smiled and looked at Chen Tong. He said, "My waist still hurts a little. I can't see it clearly even if I take an X-ray. Sigh, I'm just afraid that there will be complications, or that the stone was not cleaned properly."
"No matter how serious the complications are, it won't be worse than hepatectomy." Chen Tong sighed with emotion. He stretched out his hand to tease the devil's ivy and spider plant in the corner and tied a knot for them. It was just like how he tied rope knots when he was in the scientific expedition team back then. He could tie them beautifully with one hand.
"This is because Doctor Ling is good at performing surgeries. My friend performed hepatectomy, but he was in so much pain that he couldn't recover even after a few years." The patient in the wheelchair shook his head and said, "Guess why I've always been unwilling to perform surgeries?"
"Why?"
"I want to save up for two more years of retirement salary so that I can hold a more dignified funeral." The more the patient spoke, the happier he became. He patted his wheelchair and laughed.
Chen Tong rolled his eyes. When he wanted to tease another spider plant, a nurse ran over from behind him.
"Why did you get off the bed by yourself again?" The nurse grumbled. She pushed a wheelchair over and helped Chen Tong up.
"I'm basically fine now." Chen Tong smiled in resignation.
"Go and tell Doctor Ling." The young nurse pointed, and a group of doctors lined up like an arrow and came over in a mighty manner.
"Doctor Ling."
"Doctor Ling!"
The patients and their family members fought to greet Ling Ran. The ward area was filled with politeness at four in the morning.
Ling Ran flashed a socially acceptable smile. Then, he turned into the ward according to the established procedure.
"How do you feel?" Ling Ran took a notebook and asked and made notes as usual.
Behind Ling Ran, Yu Yuan, Zuo Cidian, Lu Wenbin, and Ma Yanlin also took a notebook each. They had no choice. Since their boss had started to take a notebook, what could they do as his lackeys?
Ling Ran did not take notes when he made ward rounds in the past. But this time … no one could stop him if he wanted to take notes.
However, Ling Ran did not show the notebook to other people, which made Lu Wenbin and the others wonder if there were any great secrets recorded in it.
Or medical secrets?
Lu Wenbin copied a set of numbers from the monitor and saw that Ling Ran was deep in thought while taking notes.
"Doctor Ling?" Lu Wenbin interrupted Ling Ran in a soft voice so that everyone would not have to wait for ten minutes again.
"Okay, let's continue." Ling Ran wrote a few more words and said a few more words to the patient before he nodded and walked forward.
In his field of vision, Ling Ran could see the notification of 8/10.
From the perspective of completing the mission, this notification meant that Ling Ran had only completed eighty percent of the "super high standard surgery" mission. He still needed to perform two more super high standard surgeries to complete the mission and get the Intermediate Treasure Chest.
However, through the mission notification, Ling Ran saw the system's evaluation of his surgical level.
Since he received the mission, Ling Ran had completed a total of twenty-five surgeries. Eight of them were super high standard surgeries, and seventeen of them did not reach the "super high standard" evaluation.
Ling Ran wanted to know why.
Furthermore, Ling Ran also hoped to improve the surgical method in order to reach the super high standard evaluation.
For this, Ling Ran specially prepared a notebook to record.
A normal doctor would not be able to get a direct evaluation of the surgery after performing the surgery.
For a normal doctor, whether the surgery was good or bad was more of a guess based on their intuition.
Ling Ran now knew the surgical level in advance, especially the dividing line of super high standard. This was what he was currently most concerned about.
What Ling Ran wanted to know the most was, 'What did I do right?'
And, correspondingly, 'What did I do wrong?'
He did not even need to solve these two answers. If he could confirm some of the elements, he might be able to publish a few research papers.
From this point of view, the notebook in his hands could really be considered a secret manual.
"Hello, how do you feel?" Ling Ran went to Wang Cheng and Chen Tong's ward.
"Pretty good, just a little headache." Wang Cheng asked his family members to shake the bed. He sounded a little weak.
"You can observe the headache for a while more …" Ling Ran made a note and asked, "What else? How's the wound? "
"It hurts a little too."
"How about the waist?"
"It hurts a little too."
"Let's do another ultrasound," Ling Ran said.
"Okay." Wang Cheng had no objection.
Ling Ran quickly made a note and asked a few more questions. Then, he went to Chen Tong and asked, "Hello, how do you feel?"
"I don't feel anything." Chen Tong thought for a while and touched his head. "I'm a little tired."
"What about the wound? Does it hurt? "
"No, it just feels a little itchy."
"How about the waist?"
"I don't feel anything."
"Do another ultrasound. If there's no problem, you can be discharged," Ling Ran said.
"Okay." Chen Tong was stunned after he said that. "Can I be discharged?"
"You can observe it for another two days. But you can be discharged. " Ling Ran continued to make notes. The difference between super high standard surgery and normal surgery was very obvious. A few days after the surgery, the prognosis would be very different.
Ling Ran and his group quickly left the ward and went to the next ward. Wang Cheng looked at Chen Tong with resentment and asked in disbelief, "You really don't feel any pain all over your body?"
Chen Tong thought seriously. "No, it's just a little itchy. Are you in pain? "
Wang Cheng: "Hehe."
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