"Let's get Bed 12 discharged."
"Go and hurry up Bed 35's MRI scan. Doctor Ling will be performing surgeries in the afternoon."
"Doctor Yu, the child said that he felt nauseous and vomited."
Ling Ran strolled in the consultation room of the Emergency Medical Center in a relaxed manner. He listened to the noises around him, but he felt very used to it.
Bazhaixiang hospital branch was too small. Not only were there not enough operating theaters, hospital beds, examination equipment, and imaging equipment, there were also very few patients, and the types of diseases were even fewer.
All the patients were common diseases. Moreover, because there were fewer patients and more doctors, the patients' prognosis and care were obviously lacking in novelty.
When Ling Ran returned to the Emergency Medical Center of Yun Hua Hospital and heard the noises in the environment, he could clearly feel that the patients here needed him more …
"The child who vomited should have not gone to the toilet for two days." Ling Ran saw Yu Yuan frown and was about to follow the nurse to the ward, so he reminded her.
Yu Yuan was stunned for a moment. She thought about it and immediately said to the nurse beside her, "Get a bottle of glucosamine while you're at it."
After working in the emergency room for so long, Ling Ran had gradually gained some understanding of common diseases. Most importantly, he had always paid attention to the patients' symptoms throughout the process. For example, when the child vomited today, the first thing that came to Ling Ran's mind was constipation.
Children with constipation might have abdominal pain. There was also the possibility of vomiting.
Yu Yuan was a little too busy. When she heard Ling Ran's reminder, she immediately realized what was going on and immediately came up with a solution.
The nurse responded and went to get the medicine. Ling Ran, on the other hand, continued to wander in the consultation room.
He did not have any surgeries today.
Ling Ran, who had just returned from Bazhaixiang, had not gone to the outpatient department. It was not enough to maintain the daily surgery volume by relying on referrals from other departments and the occasional income from the Emergency Medical Center.
In fact, Ling Ran only used one morning to cut off all the liver patients who had accumulated the day before. Then, he could only wander in the treatment room and consultation room.
Young doctors might still have medical records to write and patients in charge of their beds to deal with, but at Ling Ran's level, if he did not go for freelance surgery or perform surgeries all day long, there was actually nothing that he needed to do.
To put it simply, he was now in a state where he could finally get out of this predicament.
Of course, this was only in tertiary Grade A hospitals or the top tertiary Grade A hospitals in the region like Yun Hua Hospital. If they had bigger goals, such as getting promoted or even hoping to become an academician in the Chinese Academy of Engineering, they would have to contribute more in scientific research and do more things.
"Ling Ran, come here …" Doctor Zhou only started to receive patients when he saw Ling Ran. After the patient's family paid the fee and the patient sat in front of him, Doctor Zhou acted as if he had just seen Ling Ran and called out to him.
Ling Ran took two quick steps forward and arrived in front of Doctor Zhou.
"A young man fell on a skateboard and injured himself. Do you want to stitch him up?" Doctor Zhou stood up with a smile.
Sitting in front of him was a boy who looked like a middle school student. There were many abrasions on his face and arms. The most serious injuries were at the base of his ears and his chin. At first glance, he looked like he was going to be disfigured.
Of course, it only looked a little shabby. Based on the recovery rate of a normal person, once the two wounds were sutured and the abrasions healed, it would at most leave a few shallow marks.
Ling Ran's hands were itching. When he saw Doctor Zhou voluntarily give up the seat for him, he said, "Wait for me to wash my hands."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Doctor Zhou smiled lovingly. "Hurry up and come back quickly. I'll reserve the seat for you. You're so pitiful. You've walked around, but no one gave up the seat for you. "
Ling Ran smiled back. To a certain extent, Doctor Zhou was indeed his favorite doctor.
After a while, Ling Ran washed his hands and came back with his hands folded.
In the small cubicle of the treatment room, Doctor Zhou had also laid out all the instruments. He even wiped the middle school student's face clean. He was waiting for Ling Ran to stitch it up.
Ling Ran took a deep breath and immediately gave Doctor Zhou two more marks.
The most important thing for a doctor was to be attentive.
"Use the 6-0 suture first." Ling Ran put on his gloves and gave an order to the young nurse beside him.
"Um … Which doctor is going to stitch it up?" The patient's mother, who was sitting in the corner of the cubicle, looked at Ling Ran. She looked reluctant.
Doctor Zhou immediately realized what was going on and quickly said, "Doctor Ling is a famous doctor in our hospital. His suturing skills are second to none."
The patient's mother looked at Doctor Zhou and Ling Ran. She whispered, "He's too young."
"It's just a suture. What does age matter?" Doctor Zhou smiled.
The patient's mother became serious. "This is a wound on the face. Whether it's sutured well or not, it'll last a lifetime. Doctor Zhou, please stitch it up."
Doctor Zhou did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Doctor Ling is really the best."
The patient's mother still had a doubtful expression. She hesitated for a few seconds and insisted, "Doctor Zhou, please stitch it up."
"I …" Doctor Zhou sighed. "Doctor Ling is really the best. If you really don't believe me, I can stitch it up."
The patient's mother shook her head solemnly and looked at Doctor Zhou.
"Do you really want me to stitch it up?" Doctor Zhou felt helpless.
The patient's mother nodded.
Doctor Zhou could only look at Ling Ran. Although the rules and regulations did not give patients the right to ask for a certain doctor, under the current circumstances, it was very meaningless to go against the wishes of the patient's family. If it was not done well, it would attract a complaint. Why bother?
Ling Ran did not think too much about it. He said, "Doctor Zhou, you can stitch it up."
"Alright, then I'll stitch it up. You've washed your hands anyway, so you can give me some guidance." Doctor Zhou was very good with words. He extended his hand and said, "Give me the 5-0 thread."
The 5-0 thread was slightly thicker than the 6-0 thread, but it was much easier to operate.
Ling Ran could easily suture with the 6-0 thread, but it was difficult for Doctor Zhou to suture with the 5-0 thread.
The nurse silently took out a 5-0 absorbable thread and attached it to the needle holder.
The patient's family watched by the side, and there was a slight smile on their faces.
Doctor Zhou then injected anesthetics. After a while, he took the needle holder and started to suture.
"Doctor Ling, should we start from here?" Doctor Zhou was naturally very experienced in suturing the face. But when it came to learning, he actually did not have many opportunities to learn. It was nothing more than seeing how other doctors did it, and then trying it out himself to sum up his experience.
In short, doctors who had become attending physicians had long practiced suturing, and it was just practice that made perfect.
However, to reach Ling Ran's suturing level, it was not something that could be achieved with simple practice for a normal doctor. At least, it was not something that could be achieved with a few years of foolish practice.
Doctor Zhou lost the chance to be lazy, so he decided to learn while Ling Ran was by the side.
Ling Ran did not think too much about it. He directly gave pointers and said, "The wound is deeper. I suggest that you first insert the needle from the deeper part, and the needle come out from the shallow part. This way, the knot will be tied deep, and it will not be easy to leave a scar."
Doctor Zhou nodded repeatedly. "This way, the epidermis will close."
"Yes."
"Should we use subcutaneous suture here?"
"Yes, just tie a knot at the incision. There's no need to suture the epidermis, and the scar will be smaller when it heals naturally."
"Is it okay for me to insert the needle like this?"
"Yes, it'll be better if it goes deeper …"
Ling Ran guided Doctor Zhou. One of them talked, and the other did it. Soon, the two wounds were sutured.
The patient's family watched by the side, and they did not know whether they should speak at that moment.
"It's done. Go back and rest well. Don't get wet … "Doctor Zhou sutured the wound from the beginning to the end, and he personally bandaged it. He looked rather excited.
For him, this was also a very rare suturing experience.
"It won't … leave a scar, right?" The patient's mother was not too sure.
"It's inevitable that there will be a scar, but it won't be too deep. With his age, the scar will gradually fade." Doctor Zhou comforted the patient's family before he got up and sent the patient out of the cubicle.
Before the patient's mother left, she fixed her gaze on Ling Ran, and then looked at Doctor Zhou. She hesitated and did not say anything.
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