Lu Wenbin braised a pot of pork trotters and brought it to the waiting room of the operating theater during noon.
The operating theater in the hospital was clean, but the requirements for the facilities around the operating theater were not as strict, and it was impossible for them to be strict. For example, the Disinfection Supply Center not far away had more than a hundred boxes of disinfectant, disposable gloves, masks, all kinds of plastic bags, and even medical equipment in its warehouse. But the boxes were delivered by a truck, and it was impossible for the porters to take a shower every time they came in …
Outside the operating theater, the facilities of the office, changing room, and waiting room were also indispensable.
Lu Wenbin's pork trotters exuded a tempting aroma.
After a while, the doctors from the operating theaters gathered one after another.
"I haven't eaten since this morning."
"I haven't eaten since yesterday."
"I haven't eaten."
Everyone was' humble 'as they grabbed the pork trotters and started eating.
Ling Ran also found a plump pork trotter, put on a pair of latex gloves, and started eating.
Lu Wenbin chuckled and said, "Doctor Ling bought the pork trotters, and I braised them. It's pure stew, safe, and delicious."
"You braised stew yourself? You know how to? "Doctor Zhou, who came to the operating theater to rest in the name of observing the surgery, could not help but look at Lu Wenbin in awe.
"It's actually not difficult." It was rare for Lu Wenbin to have a chance to show his face. He chuckled and said, "After the stew is used, scoop out the meat, filter it carefully with a gauze net, and store the rest of the stew in the refrigerator. After a few days, boil it, and cook the meat. It's fresh and tasty. It's also delicious to cook chicken, spare ribs, and mushrooms … "
"Next time, cook some mushrooms. Mushrooms are good and healthy." Doctor Zhou patted his thigh as he spoke and said, "Come to me in the afternoon to get the money. You can't let Ling Ran pay for it every time."
"Braise a chicken for me."
"Pork trotters, pork trotters are good."
"Braise some chicken feet, chicken wings, and so on. By the way, can I buy chicken gizzards?"
"Oh, you reminded me. Duck wings, give me some duck wings."
Lu Wenbin was instantly dumbfounded by the series of requests that were thrown at him.
"Hey, remember it. Don't mix it up." Zheng Pei, who was beside him, reminded Lu Wenbin.
"I will." Lu Wenbin scolded himself in his heart and said, "Doctor Zhou wants mushrooms, Doctor Huang wants chicken, Doctor Liu wants pork knuckles, Doctor Hu wants chicken feet, chicken wings, chicken gizzards, Doctor Qian wants chicken wings …"
Doctor Zhou grinned and said, "Let's create a group. Let's call it the Old Soup Group. You can buy the ingredients. Once you're done, you can take a picture and send it to me. Whoever orders it will pay."
With just a few words, Lu Wenbin was happy and quickly took out his phone.
He had just finished his housemanship and returned to his department, so he needed to blend in with the department's environment. Even though it was not perfect to start off with the persona of Doctor Tang or Doctor Stew, he could still accept it.
"Doctor Ling, what do you want to braise?" Lu Wenbin created a WeChat group and deliberately asked Ling Ran about it. For now, Ling Ran was actually his superior.
Ling Ran said very specifically, "Pork trotters."
"Oh … okay." Lu Wenbin couldn't help but ask, "Don't you want to choose something else? Anyway, it's all cooked. You'll get tired of eating pig trotters. "
"I won't." Ling Ran's gaze was sincere.
After finishing the pork trotters, Ling Ran washed his hands and returned to the operating theater. He began to observe the hands of the patient lying on the hospital bed.
"Are you ready?" Ling Ran straightened his hands and asked.
Su Jiafu, the anesthetist, was busy working and said, "His condition is quite stable."
"We can start draping soon," the young nurse Wang Jia replied. She then said, "Doctor Ling, three of the patient's fingers are cut. Will he need to suture them for a long time?" "Yes, Doctor Ling.
"We'll have to see the specifics. What's wrong?" Ling Ran asked.
"I heard that there are more patients being sent over?"
"Yes, four are arranged today." Ling Ran licked his lips. He felt refreshed, as if he had just encountered rain after a long drought.
When Wang Jia saw his actions, her face turned slightly red. She paused for a while and said, "Doctor Ling, I've been following surgeries for a few days. Yesterday, I did three in one go, and this morning, I did two more. I can't follow anymore. Can I transfer the next one to someone else?"
"Hmm? Oh, of course. " Ling Ran understood Wang Jia a little. The nurses' work pressure was not as great as that of chief surgeons, but the workload was not small, especially for the scrub nurses. When they were fully focused, it was a great challenge for their physical and mental strength.
"The new nurse is not so familiar with the M-Tang technique. You have to do it slowly. You can't do it as fast as when you were in my group," Wang Jia reminded him with a hidden meaning.
Ling Ran did not think too much about it. He nodded and said, "I understand. I'll do it slowly at the beginning."
Wang Jia nodded heavily and thought, 'I'll go back to sleep after I get rid of the dark circles under my eyes, apply a mask, and do my makeup.'
When Wang Jia thought of this, she said in a gentle tone, "Aren't you tired? Don't fall asleep during the surgery. "
"How can I fall asleep during the surgery?" Ling Ran smiled. For him, an operating theater with a strong sense of order would only make people more excited.
However, when he considered the distribution of physical strength, Ling Ran thought about it and said, "For this surgery, try to sit down."
After he said that, he hooked an empty stool, sat down, and began to adjust the height of the operating table and other equipment.
Su Jiafu, who was checking the anesthetics on the empty stool, felt helpless. He thought, 'Fortunately, I asked for an extra stool today. Old Huo didn't come again.'
He shook his head and wanted to fill in the last bit of data before he took the stool in the corner.
At this time, he heard Ling Ran say, "Doctor Lu, aren't you tired? Find a stool and sit down. "
Su Jiafu only hesitated for a moment before he watched Lu Wenbin straighten his hands and use the tip of his left foot to hook the stool bit by bit to the operating table.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
