"The patient in bed 22 can try to get out of bed now. Family member, please help him." The nurse walked into the intensive care unit, looked at the record sheet, and started giving instructions.
The intensive care unit was lower in level than the ICU, but it was higher than normal wards. It was specially set up by the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery for patients with mild conditions. To be more precise, those who had a small amount of liver resection and were in good condition would enter the intensive care unit. Those who had a large amount of liver resection or were not in good condition would enter the ICU.
Family members were allowed to stay in front of the intensive care unit to accompany the patient. At this time, they quickly stood up and asked, "Can he get out of bed on the second day?"
"Yes. Bed 22 can try to get out of bed now. Hang in there. It's a little painful at the beginning, but it's good for postoperative recovery." The nurse was straightforward. She then guided the family member and helped the patient get out of bed.
The family member of the patient in bed 23 saw their actions and could not help but ask softly, "Bed 22 is also undergoing hepatectomy, right? We finished the surgery three days ago, but there's no mention of him getting out of bed …"
The nurse took the record sheet and glanced at it. She saw that the chief surgeon of the patient in bed 23 was He Yuanzheng. She then raised her head and said, "Different patients have different conditions and conditions. Wait for one or two more days."
The family member of the patient in bed 23 stood up anxiously and said, "I saw that a few patients who were later than us were able to get out of bed. Is there a problem with our surgery?"
"It's normal to be able to get out of bed after three days." The nurse was telling the truth. Those who had undergone hepatectomy were considered good if they could get out of bed after two or three days. There were very few who could get out of bed after one day like Ling Ran's patient.
The family member of the patient in bed 23 muttered, "It's been three days."
"Then you can ask your doctor-in-charge. I can only see the doctor's medical advice." The nurse conveniently cleared the matter and continued to help the patient in bed 22 get out of bed.
The patient who got out of bed on the first day was in so much pain that he grimaced. He did not dare to use his strength, so he struggled to get out of bed and stepped on the ground. It took him a few minutes.
However, once he stepped on the ground, and when the wound did not burst open like he expected, a smile appeared on the patient's face. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Is my surgery successful?"
"Yes. It's a good thing that he can get out of bed the next day, "the patient's family member said before the nurse could answer. Then, he looked at the nurse.
The nurse only smiled and said, "It must be a good thing. You can rest after two more steps. Try to get out of bed again in the afternoon."
The nurse watched as the patient struggled to walk half a circle around the ward. Then, she looked at the bedside cards of the other two patients and left without saying anything.
When doctors from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery performed hepatectomy, they would only be able to perform hepatectomy after two to five days if they were fast. There was nothing much to say about it. However, she was a doctor from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, and she could not undermine the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.
However, getting out of bed time was just an indicator.
In the eyes of the nurses whose daily job was to observe the patient's condition, the surgeries performed by the doctors from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery were much worse than the surgeries performed by Ling Ran.
The doctors from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery also noticed this difference.
Everyone could only pretend that they did not see anything.
The results of the surgery industry were very superficial to begin with. The competition within the Department of Surgery was also very superficial.
It was just like the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery in Yun Hua Hospital. After He Yuanzheng took over, the associate chief physicians who were older than him left one after another. They did not care about the restrictions of the organization or the contract. On the surface, it could be said that they left to pursue their future and dreams, but in reality, it was impossible for everyone to have great ambitions or dreams. In the end, they were still forced to leave.
For the hospital, resident doctors were treated as consumables, but associate chief physicians were the hospital's precious assets. In the end, He Yuanzheng forced them to leave because he had the best skills and was the most capable.
A hospital's department was like a mountain, and two tigers could not live on the same mountain. This was the typical situation in hospitals nowadays.
If He Yuanzheng was much better than Ling Ran, then needless to say, he would drive Ling Ran's treatment group out even if he had to risk being scolded by Huo Congjun.
If He Yuanzheng and Ling Ran's skills were about the same, then the first thing He Yuanzheng had to guard against was Ling Ran recruiting people and setting up a Second Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.
The worst thing was now. He Yuanzheng's skills were far inferior to Ling Ran's. What he had to worry about now was being kicked out by Ling Ran.
The only thing He Yuanzheng could rely on was that Ling Ran still had skills in the Orthopedics Department, and he might not necessarily come for the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.
The Orthopedics Department was more profitable, and it was more suitable for young people …
…..
"The Orthopedics Department is still the most profitable." Zhang Anmin also shouted in boredom in the operating theater.
He was now used to the operating theater where Ling Ran did not talk.
In the operating theater where he had to perform four to five surgeries a day, if he did not talk to himself, he would really become a worker on the assembly line.
Lu Wenbin snorted and laughed by the side. He said, "Why do you need so much money?"
"You don't know the hunger of a starving man." Zhang Anmin sighed and said, "Do you know how expensive it is to go to primary school now? And wives, heh, they spend money like water. I still don't understand. Do women have a grudge against money? "
Lu Wenbin, who did not have a wife or a woman, pretended to be relaxed. He smiled and said, "Women should have a grudge against the poor's money."
Zhang Anmin, the Poor Attending Physician, raised his head and looked at Lu Wenbin. He shook his head and said, "You think too highly of women. Most people only have one or two houses and one or two nice cars. They don't care about that at all."
"Then, what do they care about?" Lu Wenbin humbly asked for advice.
"You've been in Yun Hua Hospital for so long, but you haven't learned anything?" Zhang Anmin, the Proud Poor Attending Physician, sighed and pouted. He said, "Of course, it depends on their looks."
Lu Wenbin looked at where Zhang Anmin was looking. He saw that Ling Ran was so engrossed in the surgery that he did not seem to be listening to what they were saying. And around them, if the circulating nurses had not been controlling the number of people, the operating theater would have been full of people.
Now, even the doctors and nurses from the Department of Internal Medicine wanted to visit the operating theater. It was as if Zhuang Er's sword was dancing with Duke Ling, and everyone knew what he was thinking.
"It depends on their looks …" Lu Wenbin muttered. He then looked at Zhang Anmin and smiled. "You're married, aren't you? Sister-in-law still has a pair of good eyes."
Zhang Anmin showed a faint smile. He looked at Lu Wenbin and said, "If I were a woman, I wouldn't choose myself!"
Lu Wenbin was stunned. He then nodded slowly. "What you said makes sense."
"There's no way we can talk."
"Don't, I'm just kidding." Lu Wenbin said, "Actually, I think that regardless of whether it's me looking for a girlfriend or your wife buying branded goods, they're just looking for approval. Once we're done with the surgery, we'll also have a sense of approval, right?"
Zhang Anmin slowly nodded while he muttered.
"Ahem, otaku, ahem …" In the operating theater, a female doctor deliberately coughed and commented.
Lu Wenbin's .38 caliber armband was about to explode.
At this time, a notification from the system rang in Ling Ran's ears.
[Mission: Gain a little fame and the approval of ten thousand people]
[Mission Objective: Gain the approval of ten thousand people]
[Mission Reward: Intermediate Treasure Chest]
Ling Ran then paused the surgery. He raised his head and said, "Gaining approval is a good concept. Do you have any ideas?"
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