Six o 'clock at night.
?? The fourth surgery was completed. Ling Ran checked the patient, took off his gloves, and said, "I'll go eat first."
Lu Wenbin, the assistant for this round, immediately agreed. He had performed two M-Tang technique surgeries today, and he was full of energy.
Ling Ran nodded and left the operating theater. He did not wait for his assistants. It had always been like this in the operating theater. Chief surgeons always had more free time, enjoyed better treatment, and did the least number of trivial things. At the end of the day, the chief surgeon's time was the most valuable.
The patients who waited for surgery or even those who waited for surgery but could not get it would always look forward to the treatment from high-ranking doctors with high skills, not the unskilled and unattentive service from junior doctors.
After Ling Ran left, Lu Wenbin did not need to do anything. He took a step back and said, "I'll leave it to you."
As the junior doctor among junior doctors, Qu Xiaolian, the houseman, immediately pounced on the patient who was undergoing laparotomy with excitement. Ren Qi, the in-service training doctor, hesitated for a moment. He was neither enthusiastic nor passive.
Ren Qi naturally did not care about abdominal closure, but he knew that Lu Wenbin wanted to see how he operated, so Ren Qi did not react and continued with the surgery.
If the in-service training doctor came to his county hospital, Ren Qi would definitely perform the same operation. Abdominal closure was simple, but it could show the doctor's habits and basic condition. Those who performed abdominal closure well did not prove that they were good doctors, but they could do further tests and let go. Those who did not perform abdominal closure well would at most be given one or two more chances to prove themselves. Otherwise, it would mean that they were useless.
Qu Xiaolian stood in front of Ren Qi and assisted him by pulling the thread. He also widened his eyes and looked at Ren Qi, simulating his own state when he went into the operating theater.
Lu Wenbin watched with his hands in front of his chest.
If abdominal closure was not performed well, there would be a lot of trouble. For example, some patients' wounds kept getting infected and could not heal, and it would be very painful.
Many internal organs, such as the stomach and liver, did not have nerves. So, even if half of them were cut off and the injury was severe, the patient would not feel it directly. However, if a small wound festered and became infected in front of the patient, the patient would be in great pain. Even if it was not fatal, even if it was just a small problem, the patient would be very depressed, sad, and complain.
Lu Wenbin was the doctor in charge, so he paid great attention to the quality of abdominal closure. His eyes were fixed on Ren Qi, and he was ready to stop him at any time.
For large-scale tertiary Grade A hospitals like Yun Hua Hospital, in-service training doctors were the standard cheap labor force. If the in-service training doctors were very skilled, the hospital would be happy, but they would not be very happy. After all, they would leave after a few months. If the skills of the in-service training doctors were ordinary, or even terrible, the hospital would not care. The key was to prevent accidents and make use of the labor force while they were at it. Or vice versa.
In any case, even the stupidest surgeons had their place. It was good to be part of a person and work the night shift.
Therefore, Lu Wenbin only cared about whether Ren Qi's suturing was good or not. He did not care whether it would affect him if he called for him to stop.
Ren Qi was nervous and familiar with the abdominal closure.
In just a few minutes, Ren Qi was drenched in sweat.
"Please wipe my sweat." Ren Qi could not allow his sweat to drip onto the clean area. This was a low-level mistake that an intern could make. It was not something a wily old fox like him could do. He would become a laughing stock if he did that.
The nurse used a pair of tweezers to pick up some cotton gauze and casually wiped Ren Qi's sweat.
"Thank you, thank you." Ren Qi thanked her profusely.
When he was in the county hospital, he had scolded the nurses who shared the operating table with him. But now that he was in a higher-level hospital, Ren Qi knew that he could not afford to offend the nurses and junior doctors the most.
Instead, he had nothing to do with senior doctors and the leaders of the hospital …
"Hmm … I'm done." Even though Ren Qi was a little nervous, he did not make any mistakes. Abdominal closure was too easy.
Lu Wenbin hummed in acknowledgment and asked, "Did you forget anything?"
"I forgot …" Ren Qi immediately became alert and started thinking. A few minutes later, he slowly said, "Did I not tell a joke just now?"
Lu Wenbin's lips twitched a few times. He coughed a few times and said, "Help me clean up, then come back and eat."
As he spoke, Lu Wenbin also went out, leaving the houseman, Ren Qi, and a few nurses behind to count the gauze and clean up the operating table.
After everything was done, Ren Qi did not dare to waste time eating. He simply ordered a few steamed buns to fill his stomach before he rushed back to the operating theater.
The medical interns and housemen in the Ling Treatment Group did the same. Meanwhile, the medical interns and housemen in the other groups still sat in their chairs and ate slowly.
This was because the other groups had fewer surgeries, and it was also because each group gave different opportunities to the junior doctors.
For the treatment groups other than Ling Ran, they could only carry out around twenty surgeries a week, and they were already stretched thin when they were allocated to attending physicians and senior resident doctors. The number of surgeries allocated to junior resident doctors, housemen, and medical interns was even lesser. No matter how fast the junior doctors ran, they would not even get a chance to perform abdominal closure, so they naturally lacked motivation.
There was also a limit to the number of people who could stand beside the operating table. The senior doctors did not perform many surgeries, so they naturally did not force the junior doctors to do so. This was especially true for departments like the Emergency Department. There were a lot of daily tasks, and countless trivial matters were the tasks that the senior doctors abandoned and liked to assign to the junior doctors.
Ren Qi was a little tired. When he arrived at the operating theater, he realized that the surgery had already begun. He stood in front of the operating theater and looked. When he saw Zuo Cidian, he quickly greeted him and said with a smile, "Doctor Ling, you're performing surgery right after you finished eating. You're so professional. How long are you going to work today?"
"This is the last surgery for the day." Zuo Cidian smiled and said, "Recently, Doctor Ling is used to performing surgery after a meal. He said that it's a pastime, and it's similar to walking a hundred steps after a meal. He only goes home after he's done."
Ren Qi nodded dumbly. "Surgery after a meal?"
"Something like that." Zuo Cidian smiled and crossed his arms over his chest. He then said, "There's nothing else for you to do today. You can go back and rest early."
"Oh, okay …" Ren Qi answered, but he did not want to leave. "I'm not too tired yet. I want to take a look."
He did not come to Yun Hua Hospital to suffer, but to learn skills. Even if he was performing a simple cholecystitis surgery using a laparoscope right now, he did not want to give up.
Zuo Cidian naturally would not urge him to leave. He only smiled and said, "Go ahead if you want to. If you're energetic, you can come earlier tomorrow. "
"Okay, no problem." Ren Qi immediately agreed.
"Our working hours are long. Can you get used to it?" Zuo Cidian asked with a smile.
"No problem. If we work until seven o 'clock, it's actually about the same as our county hospital."
"That's good. But when we say that we wake up early, it's very early. If you feel tired, just let me know, and I'll adjust your schedule. "
"Okay, I understand." Ren Qi smiled as he spoke. He said with a relaxed expression, "When I was studying, the medical interns had to clean the toilets in the hospital. It's very normal to wake up early. By the way, what time does everyone usually come over in the morning? "
"Around four or five o 'clock. The bottom line is to come half an hour earlier than Doctor Ling."
"Four or five o 'clock?"
"If it's early, it'll be around two or three o 'clock, but this is rare. If you come over tomorrow morning, you can come at three or three thirty. "
Ren Qi's body finally started to tremble. "So, our working hours are actually from three o 'clock to seven o' clock in the evening."
"Something like that."
Ren Qi looked around vigilantly and asked, "By the way, where is the toilet in Yun Hua Hospital?"
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