In the conference room of Yun Hua Hospital.
The wind from the air conditioner blew gently. It was a little hot and a little dry, as if the head teacher's breath was on his neck, and he really wanted to slap him …
The devil's ivy's leaves were a little curly, like a programmer who stayed up all night. It even pretended to have two leaves fall off, but as a young devil's ivy, it was still impossible to tell where the fallen leaves came from. The flower basket was still very lush …
"Your devil's ivy has withered. It's time to change it." A patient who looked like a programmer came in with a bitter face. He turned his wheelchair and observed the decorations in the room as if he could choose a decoration at any time and kill a cockroach in a rage.
"Someone who runs this company is doing it." Houseman Yu Baoke answered and flipped through the medical record in his hand. He cleared his throat and said, "Your physical condition …"
"It's best to deal with the withered devil's ivy. It's better to deal with it earlier than later. Don't people say that devil's ivy can absorb formaldehyde? What does it mean if it wilts? "
"Lack of water?" Yu Baoke had studied biology before.
The patient who looked like a programmer snorted. "Normal plants may have the same situation as you said, but devil's ivy is different. Devil's ivy is sentient. Otherwise, why do you think it absorbs formaldehyde? Devil's ivy is a working dog among plants, just like drug-sniffing dogs … "
"How does your Achilles tendon feel now?" Yu Baoke did not want to talk about devil's ivy anymore.
The patient who looked like a programmer smacked his lips and said, "It hurts, of course. But I can bear it. Compared to losing my hair, an Achilles tendon rupture is still better. "
"You don't usually exercise, right?"
"Whether I exercise or not, I'll still lose my hair. Why can't you guys understand? It's hereditary, you know …" The programmer suddenly became angry.
Yu Baoke was too lazy to coax him. He looked at him coldly and waited for him to calm down before he said, "Patients who don't exercise usually don't need open Achilles tendon repair surgery."
"Didn't you say that your Zhu-Ling Achilles Repair Technique is the best?"
"But it's not suitable for you, just like how we won't give you chemotherapy drugs, right?" Yu Baoke tried his best to explain.
The patient chuckled. "Actually, I'm not afraid even if you use it. My hair is starting to fall anyway. When the time comes, I can say that your hospital used the wrong medicine and get a compensation. Then, I can quit my job and start a company. I can try to survive for three to four years before it closes down. My life will be considered complete. Finally, I can use the remaining money to open a tea shop or a fruit shop …"
The patient mumbled to himself and fell into a beautiful fantasy, as if he was working overtime every day.
Yu Baoke furrowed his eyebrows and said slowly, "You're not an athlete. You don't need open Achilles tendon repair surgery. The effect of minimally invasive surgery on you is about the same …"
As a houseman, Yu Baoke strictly followed the words that his senior doctors taught him.
The patient chuckled as if a certain program in his brain had been activated. He said, "I'm going to climb Mount Everest."
Yu Baoke was stunned.
"Mountaineering is a sport, right? At my age and the nature of my job, I can do it too."
"Mountaineering is a sport, but …" Yu Baoke sighed and said, "You've never climbed a mountain before, right? Just because of this idea in your mind, you suffered for a few more months …"
The patient shook his head. "Doctor, I just want to do the best surgery. I can't wait until I retire and want to exercise, only to realize that my Achilles tendon is not working."
"There's no good or bad surgery. When you retire, your Achilles tendon will be in a different situation," Yu Baoke said in vain.
The patient shook his head. "Anyway, I want to do the one with a name, Zhu-Ling Achilles Repair Technique. I want to climb Mount Everest."
Yu Baoke sighed. "Have you climbed Mount Everest before?"
"No."
"Have you climbed such a high mountain?"
The patient hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Mount Tai."
"There's no need for open Achilles tendon repair surgery to climb Mount Tai." Yu Baoke slapped his thigh and said happily, "See, you don't need to do open surgery. You don't even need it …"
"I want to climb Mount Everest."
"It's useless even if you think about it. With your current exercise condition, you can't climb it. There's no difference if your Achilles tendon is stronger or weaker … "Yu Baoke was a little competitive. If Zuo Cidian came over now, he might agree to it.
The patient was stubborn and said, "Then I can climb Mount Chogo."
Yu Baoke hesitated for a few seconds. "Are you trying to fool me?"
"Mount Chogo is the second highest mountain in the world. Check your phone."
"You can't climb the second highest mountain either." Yu Baoke did not check his phone. He insisted, "Don't talk about the first and second highest mountain. The world's twentieth highest mountain has nothing to do with you. With your current physical condition, you're really not suitable for open Achilles tendon repair surgery. There's no need …"
"Kunyan Kish."
"What?"
"The world's twenty-first highest mountain is in Pakistan."
"You're joking, right?" Yu Baoke did not believe it this time. He took out his phone and searched.
After a while, Yu Baoke put down his phone in puzzlement. He looked at the patient and said, "Your hobby is geography?"
"Are you crazy? How can anyone have a hobby of geography?" The patient paused for a moment and said, "I made a game before. The core gameplay is called Climb to the Peak. The height of the peak represents the chest … Do you understand?"
The patient gestured with his hand and said, "The top one hundred players in the world are all orange cards. Players have to pay a high price to get them … Forget about the top one hundred players, I even know quite a few players who are in the top one thousand players. Purple cards also cost money, okay …"
…..
The next day.
Ling Ran stretched, yawned, and walked out of the operating theater.
Yu Yuan followed behind Ling Ran, and her yawn became louder. "I'm so tired. I know being a chief resident is very tiring, but I didn't expect it to be even more tiring."
"If you're tired, let's change shifts. I'll give you a massage. "As Ling Ran spoke, he took out a bottle of alcohol-based hand sanitizer.
Yu Yuan obediently lowered her neck.
Ling Ran squeezed the bottle of alcohol-based hand sanitizer and placed his hand on her neck. As if he was holding a dog, he lifted and pulled her neck as he massaged Yu Yuan.
Yu Yuan narrowed her eyes. She only felt that her neck was sore and painful. She followed Ling Ran in a disorderly manner and said, "Doctor Ling, you can't just perform whatever surgery the patient wants. The Achilles tendon repair really makes me want to vomit."
She did not dare to say that it was the Zhu-Ling Achilles Repair Technique, but everyone could hear it.
Ling Ran squeezed her neck and said, "There's no need for that. The patient's request is also reasonable."
"Reasonable is reasonable, but our Achilles tendon repair technique wastes too much time …"
"How can performing surgery be a waste of time?" Ling Ran's eyes lit up.
Compared to a thirty-minute Achilles tendon repair technique, Ling Ran was naturally more willing to perform one that lasted for one hundred and thirty minutes. This was like playing a game. If you could play for one hundred and thirty minutes, why would you play for thirty minutes?
Yu Yuan was stunned. She spat and said, "I forgot about it. Look at me, I'm just talking nonsense …"
"Well, it's a good thing to have a patient come to see you." Ling Ran had a smile on his face. He used his hand to grab Yu Yuan again and threw her to the side.
Yu Yuan moved around and said in surprise, "My neck doesn't seem to hurt anymore."
Ling Ran hummed in acknowledgment and said, "I'll be fine after I go back and rest for a night. Massaging can't solve all the problems …"
"Doctor Ling." Zuo Cidian jogged over.
"Another patient is sent over?" Ling Ran was not surprised at all.
"This time, it's a patient with liver cancer. He's seventy-three years old, has high blood pressure, diabetes, alcoholic fatty liver …" Zuo Cidian reported a series of medical history and said, "He's from Guangdong Province."
"How mean."
"That's too much."
"That's really good!"
Everyone spoke in unison, but it was completely in conflict with Ling Ran's praise of how good it was.
"Doctor Ling?" Zuo Cidian was confused.
"Let's go and take a look. I can also operate on liver cancer." Ling Ran's footsteps became slightly lighter. Compared to Achilles tendon repair, liver cancer surgery was a different experience.
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