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Chapter 71

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Lu Wenbin felt like he was dying of exhaustion.

In order to complete the medical records of the two patients from yesterday, he started to fill in the blanks after the surgery, and he only got off work at nine o 'clock at night. It was also a challenge for Lu Wenbin, who had been writing medical records for three years, to clearly describe the two patients and their conditions with more than twenty thousand words.

He thought about his summer homework … Any child who could not finish copying his homework in one day was not suited to be a doctor.

Unless he had a clinic.

In fact, Lu Wenbin would not complain if it was just writing medical records. Hospital work was very tiring, and it was normal for resident doctors to fill in medical records with more than ten thousand words every day. It was just that there was no blueprint for the M-Tang technique's medical records, and it was a little more difficult to write them.

However, the work since this morning had completely exhausted Lu Wenbin's remaining willpower.

He arrived at the hospital at seven o 'clock and performed ward rounds on the previous patients.

At eight o 'clock, Lu Wenbin memorized the medical records of the five patients who received the M-Tang technique. At around eight-thirty, he joined the high-spirited Department Director Huo's ward rounds. He was asked and answered all kinds of questions. On the plus side, this showed how much importance the department director placed on the M-Tang technique patients.

At nine o 'clock, Lu Wenbin entered the operating theater and began to cooperate with the circulating nurse to make all kinds of preoperative preparations. The M-Tang technique was quite unfamiliar to the Emergency Department. The circulating nurse would not memorize the various instruments and materials needed for the M-Tang technique, as well as the various instruments and materials that might be used. Besides, Ling Ran and Huo Congjun's personal habits at the operating table needed Lu Wenbin's help to remind them. Otherwise, if they asked the circulating nurse to look for things halfway through the surgery, the senior doctor might very well fly into a rage.

Lu Wenbin had never seen Ling Ran fly into a rage, but he hoped that he would not see it.

Ling Ran was already serious enough. According to the principle of adding three levels of assholes when a surgeon performed a surgery, Lu Wenbin would rather work a little harder.

Then, from nine-thirty, Lu Wenbin got what he begged for.

The first patient was a night shift worker who was transferred from Cangping District. Lu Wenbin operated the retractor for sixty minutes, and then cooperated with him to clean the operating theater for fifteen minutes. After that, he did not even have time to go to the toilet. He rushed to receive a prisoner sent from the prison, who was said to be injured from a fall.

Because of the long delay, the tendon contusion was more serious. Ling Ran used eighty minutes to finish suturing the finger. After Lu Wenbin finished operating the retractor, he continued to clean the operating theater, and soon heard the news that the third patient was on his way.

At this moment, Lu Wenbin's mood was crumbling.

He looked at his watch. It was already past one in the afternoon. He hadn't had any water or rice for six hours, but he didn't even have time to expel the porridge in the morning.

When he thought of this, Lu Wenbin did not even have the energy to clean up the operating theater. He pleaded, "Sister Niu, I have to go to the bathroom …"

"Let me do it alone." The forty-two-year-old circulating nurse of the Emergency Department was a complete version of a shrew who was armed with knowledge, strength, and staying up late. She had seen more blood on her hands than any special forces soldier had ever seen. There was no way she would let Lu Wenbin run away. She directly placed the things on the operating table and said, "I still have to prepare for Department Director Du's surgery. If you leave, I won't be able to help you anymore."

Lu Wenbin's bitterness was unspeakable. Speaking about something like excretion was equivalent to opening the floodgates. The power of yearning was comparable to the release of floodwaters …

But looking at the strict Big Sister Niu, Lu Wenbin endured it.

He actually did not have to restore the operating theater, but as a resident doctor, the consequences of offending an old nurse were no different from a prisoner offending a prison guard.

Fortunately, Sister Niu did not really want to send him to the Department of Urology to rest. She dragged him for a few minutes and made a general statement. Then, she said, "If you're in a hurry, you can go first. Next time, remember to wear diapers or something. You can get more than two hundred RMB from the two surgeries today. Why are you being so stingy?"

Lu Wenbin did not even have time to retort. He dashed out.

At half-past one, Lu Wenbin moved his legs and went to the small cafeteria.

There were five treatment groups in the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital, and there was an endless stream of medical interns and in-service training doctors. The small cafeteria was quite lively.

When Lu Wenbin was thinking about whether to eat a drumstick or braised pork, he heard Huo Congjun's dignified voice. "Hey, don't be anxious. This is how the hospital transmissions work. It's very normal to be delayed for half an hour to an hour. There might even be a traffic jam when you enter the city."

Ling Ran's voice was then heard. "You can perform one more surgery in the free time."

"Hey, your surgery addiction is comparable to mine when I was young. I also had the experience of performing five surgeries in a day. After I was done, I felt tired and refreshed …" Huo Congjun laughed like a hairy animal.

Lu Wenbin felt goosebumps when he heard that …

"Can I also perform five surgeries tomorrow?" When Ling Ran's answer fell into Lu Wenbin's ears, he did not feel any pleasure from guessing correctly.

"Five surgeries are too many. Don't think that you're young. Performing two surgeries is nothing, but it's different when you perform three or four surgeries. After you perform five surgeries, your brain will be empty …" Huo Congjun's laughter was still scary.

Lu Wenbin placed his hand on the door handle of the cafeteria. He hesitated whether he should go in.

Ling Ran's calm voice slowly drifted over. "If I can't finish it during the day, I can continue at night."

Lu Wenbin decisively pushed the door open and wailed in his heart. 'Doctor Ling, Sir Ling, your liver is good, but I can't. I had a hard time during my college entrance examination, and I often stayed up late. Studying medicine was even more tiring, and being a houseman was also very tiring.

Lu Wenbin organized his words and used all his wisdom to think about how to convince Ling Ran.

At the same time, the glass door opposite him and the side door facing the Inpatient Department were pushed open at the same time.

"Hey, Doctor Ling, what a coincidence. Department Director Huo is here too. "Houseman Ma Yanlin smiled unusually brightly.

"Doctor Ling, Doctor Ling … Ah, Department Director Huo." The intern nurse, Zheng Yuhan, was only seventeen years old. She tied her hair into a beautiful ponytail, and she looked young and beautiful.

Ling Ran turned to look at the two of them and nodded slightly to greet them.

Department Director Huo hummed loudly in acknowledgment, and he looked very dignified.

"Um, Doctor Ling, I brought some fruits. Let's have them as snacks." Zheng Yuhan pouted and put down the beautiful basket that she had specially bought. There was a bright red peach at the bottom of the basket, and a pipa, green dates, and kumquats were placed in the middle. There was also a longan scattered among them.

Zheng Yuhan put down the basket, smiled at Ling Ran, and ran away like a little squirrel.

Huo Congjun and Ling Ran naturally looked at houseman Ma Yanlin.

"Um … I brought some local specialties from my hometown, and I want to share some with everyone." Ma Yanlin felt pressured, and he stuttered a little as he spoke. He quickly put down the paper bag in his hand and took out …

Two salted fish.

Plastic packaging.

One was slightly bigger, and its eyes were protruding out.

The other was slightly smaller, and its eyes were protruding out.

Huo Congjun flipped it over and looked at Ling Ran.

Ling Ran asked, "How do I eat it?"

"Ah … You can just braise it." Ma Yanlin quickly explained, "Stewed peanuts are also very delicious. You can also stew it with eggplant, tofu, edamame, or pork belly …"

"What do you want?" Ling Ran decided to skip the complicated probing in the middle, just like what he did in the past.

Ma Yanlin was stunned for a moment, and his small face immediately turned red. He was a little embarrassed in front of Huo Congjun.

However, after a few seconds, Ma Yanlin made up his mind and said, "I want to be your assistant and participate in the M-Tang technique surgery."

All the doctors in the department could see how good Ling Ran's M-Tang technique skills were. The attending physicians and resident doctors were still a little embarrassed, but Ma Yanlin did not care. He was a houseman in the Orthopedics Department, and he would be rotated after staying in the Emergency Department for two months. However, the skills he learned would not be rotated.

Ma Yanlin became relaxed after he said that. He said, "I watched the video of you performing the M-Tang technique a few days ago. I can be a good assistant. The M-Tang technique takes quite a long time, and I think Lu Wenbin is dying of exhaustion … "

"I'm not tired!" Lu Wenbin felt that he could not stay silent anymore. He strode to Ling Ran's table, looked at Ma Yanlin, and said, "Before I die of exhaustion, I'll call you again and bring your salted fish …"

He glanced at Ling Ran from the corner of his eyes, and he seemed to have noticed something.

Lu Wenbin paused, coughed, and said, "I'll bring the salted fish back to stew pig trotters."

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