Ling Ran sat in front of the operating table. His eyes were next to the double microscope. He operated the needle holder with one hand and the forceps with the other.
Zhang Anmin was still the assistant opposite him. He held the patient's palm with his left hand and held the forceps with his right hand so that he could help at any time.
There were trays on both sides of the operating table. There were used and unused instruments. Compared to large-scale surgeries, the scene of a limb replantation surgery could be said to be shabby. Aside from the fact that the double microscope with black and white eyes looked a little modern, the shadowless lamp gave people a little more sense of security.
From a layman's point of view, limb replantation surgeries were even scarier than many laparoscopic surgeries. This was because laparoscopic surgeries did not expose the human body at all. Aside from a few sticks around the patient's navel, all the vision came from the screen next to the bed. The doctor operated by looking at the screen, and the visual impact was close to zero.
Limb replantation surgeries were different. Unlike other surgeries, where the surgical field could be controlled, finger replantation surgeries required the surgeon to constantly adjust the position of the hand. Therefore, the entire palm was exposed. The flesh and bone were exposed to the eyes, and it clearly proved that it was a human hand.
As doctors, even though they were used to seeing all kinds of bloody scenes, they still felt fear when they saw a palm with three broken fingers.
"Work injury?" Kong Minghui, an attending physician from Donghuang Regional Hospital, moved closer to a younger-looking doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Medical University near the door and asked in a low voice.
The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Medical University stared at Ling Ran. When he heard Kong Minghui's question, he did not even bother to look at him. He said casually, "He was sent here from Yanjiao. Three fingers were crushed in one go in a machine workshop."
"Crushed injury?"
"Yes. He was supposed to be sent to another hospital, but our department director asked for it. It's a green channel, and all medical expenses outside of medical insurance are exempted. It's a relief for the family. " The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Medical University blushed and said, "Doctor Ling is a good person. He performed surgery for the family and solved their financial problems."
When Kong Minghui heard what the doctor said, he first took a step back to show his stance before he said, "Shouldn't the factory pay for this kind of work injury?"
"Finger replantation surgeries don't cost a lot of money. Besides, it's a legal factory, and the insurance company pays. Since it's already like this, the family will definitely save as much as they can. " The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Medical University paused for a moment and sized Kong Minghui up. He said, "Don't flatter yourself. You can't be compared to Doctor Ling."
Kong Minghui was also a person with a small temper. At that moment, he was unconvinced. "I …"
"You haven't studied orthopedics before, have you?" The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Medical University interrupted him.
Kong Minghui did not understand, so he said with some contempt, "I'm from the General Surgery Department."
"He's so miserable. He must have chosen the department when he was young and ignorant, right? The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Medical University chuckled a few times. Without waiting for Kong Minghui to answer, he said, "You probably didn't understand Doctor Ling's surgery. Over there is an assistant lecturer from the Orthopedics Department. He came over to take a look, and he couldn't leave."
Even if he was an assistant lecturer in the Orthopedics Department, his skills were still better than the attending physicians.
In fact, it was precisely because orthopedics' techniques were simple and intuitive that assistant lecturers were more mature than other departments.
Kong Minghui recalled their conversation just now and understood a little. He said, "Doctor Ling is really good at suturing blood vessels."
"Hmm, you're quite knowledgeable." The orthopedics doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Medical University teased him.
"Even the Orthopedics Department needs to focus on skills now. It's not easy for everyone." Kong Minghui clicked his tongue a few times and felt that he had turned the tables.
The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Medical University of Beijing Medical University glanced at him. "You can go back and search for Doctor Ling's articles. Even if you're in a regional hospital, you still need to understand the trends in the industry."
After he said that, he took two steps to the side to show that he did not want to talk to Kong Minghui.
…..
Kong Minghui returned to Donghuang Regional Hospital.
Although a general surgeon could attack an orthopedist by saying that he was a carpenter and comfort himself by saying that digging sh * t was also a service to the people, in this world where people laughed at the poor, it was a sad fact that orthopedic doctors earned the most. Why should the director of the Orthopedics Department be reported by Xiaowu?
Kong Minghui was more concerned about Ling Ran's skills. Furthermore, he was concerned about the effect of the department director's surgery.
Kong Minghui was an attending physician in Associate Chief Physician Tai Xian's treatment group. If the associate chief physicians split up, he would most likely follow Tai Xian. Theoretically speaking, this was a good thing for him. It meant that he had a higher chance of being promoted to associate chief physician earlier.
However, if the department director's surgery was good and he could continue working for four to five years, the situation would be completely different. He might be happy now, but he might be out of luck in the future.
In Kong Minghui's impression, department director Xu Jinyi was quite harsh. Forget about other things, just by looking at the fact that Donghuang Regional Hospital did not recruit people over the past few years, it was all because they wanted to get more money for themselves, so much so that the resident doctors and attending physicians were forced to work themselves to death. If it were not for the endless supply of medical interns and housemen, Kong Minghui would not have been able to persevere.
If such a department director were to return from the dead, it would not be strange for him to force the two associate chief physicians to death to vent his anger. Kong Minghui had already thought of a way for the department director. One of them would be sent to the Outpatient Department to work for a month until he felt like vomiting, and the other would be sent to the Outpatient Department to work for a month until he felt like vomiting.
When he thought of this, Kong Minghui could not help but look forward to the day he would become a department director.
The next day …
Midnight.
A large number of doctors gathered in the Operating Area of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Medical University.
Not only were there doctors from Donghuang Regional Hospital, but there were also doctors from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Medical University and other hospitals. Everyone huddled together and whispered cordial words to each other.
"Performing surgery at five in the morning, it's a little crazy."
"The patients and nurses should start preparing at around three in the morning, right?"
"Is Ling Ran here? Why don't I see him? "
"Doctor Ling is eating tofu pudding and youtiao downstairs," a female doctor said subconsciously as she scrolled through WeChat on her phone.
"Huh, didn't he come over?" Kong Minghui could not help but walk over. He frowned and said, "The patients are about to start preparing, and the chief surgeon is actually eating tofu pudding?"
The female doctor pursed her lips. "Doctor Ling performed emergency surgeries for a whole night yesterday. Can't he take a break?"
"After performing surgeries for a whole night, he's still operating on Department Director Xu. Is it appropriate?"
"Doctor Ling finished his surgery and went to eat breakfast after he woke up. This is his habit …" Not only the female doctor, but other medical staff also started to speak up for him.
Kong Minghui could only keep the peace, pretend that he did not hear them, and wait quietly.
In the ward.
Xu Jinyi spoke to his wife and child in a low voice.
His wife, Xue Haizhen, worked in a bank. She looked like an experienced woman, but at this moment, tears flowed down her cheeks.
Xu Jinyi smiled and wiped her tears. "Two days ago, I said that I was going to have surgery, and you were happy. Now that you're going to have surgery, why are you unhappy?"
"How can it be the same?"
"How is it different?"
Xue Haizhen shook her head.
Xu Jinyi still smiled. "Don't cry, it's just a small surgery. To be honest, I've done this kind of surgery many times … "
Xue Haizhen cried even louder, and her fourteen-year-old daughter also started crying. "Dad, I'll be obedient from now on. You have to get better." “
Xu Jinyi was comforted. "Xiaoya, be good. If you say that, I'll definitely get better."
"You have to get better."
"Okay. You promise. "
"I promise. You promise too, right? " Xu Jinyi felt like he had returned to many years ago. At that time, his daughter was still so cute and fun when she was not in her rebellious phase.
"I promise." His daughter sobbed and said loudly, "Dad, if you get better, I won't be in a relationship anymore!"
Xu Jinyi's eyebrows twitched. "You're in a relationship?"
His daughter was stunned. She lowered her head and cried while lying on her stomach. Then, she raised her head. "Dad, if you get better, I'll break up with you!"
* Boom. *
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