Huo Congjun immediately left. He called a few resident doctors and attending physicians over, gave them a few instructions, and went to his own Burn Center to make arrangements.
As an old military doctor, Huo Congjun's exploration of medicine mostly focused on burns. When a large number of burn patients appeared, Huo Congjun did not want to just work as a department director of a certain center.
Everyone's gaze shifted from Huo Congjun to Ling Ran.
A few ordinary resident doctors could not help but look at Ling Ran suspiciously at that moment.
They watched Ling Ran enter the hospital, pass the barrier of being an intern and a houseman, and quickly become a resident doctor. But he was not on equal footing with them.
No one in Yun Hua Hospital doubted Ling Ran's skills, but when it came to management, the situation was reversed.
Everyone rarely heard Ling Ran speak in public, let alone say something like "I'll say a few words", which was a leader's speech. And in the stressful work in the emergency room …
"Next, please refer all the patients who can be referred to other departments. The patients who can't be referred will be classified according to three levels: critical, serious, and minor." Ling Ran, who had stayed at two disaster sites for the entire duration, was not afraid when faced with a fire of unknown scale.
Big scenes were never a problem for Ling Ran.
"Zuo Cidian, bring a houseman to the consultation desk to help. Inform the patients and their families of the current situation. Ask the patients who do not meet the emergency rules to leave on their own or go to a specialized department for treatment.
"For the patients who can be discharged from the ward, get them hospitalized as soon as possible. Nurses, start adding more beds now."
Ling Ran spoke very quickly, but his logic was very clear. He immediately suppressed the slightly anxious atmosphere in the emergency room.
Then, Ling Ran looked at the resident doctors and said, "Each treatment group, carry on with your work. If there's a need, I will help."
The resident doctors who had just relaxed a little were stunned. When they raised their heads and wanted to ask something, Ling Ran had already rushed to the treatment room.
"This …" A resident doctor who looked so ordinary that no one could remember his name grabbed Zuo Cidian and quickly said, "Doctor Zuo, what's the procedure now? Our department director will ask me when he comes out of the operating theater, and I don't know how to answer … "
"Work as usual. Doctor Ling will help. Is there anything you don't understand?" Zuo Cidian said faintly.
"The problem is how to help. How should I help? I have to report to the department director … "the resident doctor said in a low voice.
The Emergency Department was worse off than other specialized departments. Even chief physicians had to be on the frontline, and aside from working night shifts, they rarely received any preferential treatment.
For high-ranking doctors who were old and frail, this was a very hard thing to do. For junior doctors, it was also very hard and really boring to have their department directors hovering in front of them all the time.
On the other hand, if the resident doctors did not want to be criticized by the chief physicians, not only did they have to perform well in the operating theater and during ward rounds, but they also had to handle the daily activities in the operating theater properly.
A plain-looking resident doctor whose name was hard to remember asked. A few other young doctors who worked in the treatment room also gathered around him.
They did not dare to surround Ling Ran, who was equivalent to a boss, so they could only surround Zuo Cidian, who was smiling with a frown.
Zuo Cidian stared at the resident doctor who spoke first for a few seconds. He could not remember the name of this ordinary-looking resident doctor, so he asked, "Who is your department director?"
"Chief Physician Tao," the resident doctor answered.
"Oh … Chief Physician Tao is fine. He has a good temper, and it's an emergency, right?" Zuo Cidian smiled.
"What about our Department Director Du? How should we report to him?" another resident doctor next to him asked Zuo Cidian.
Zuo Cidian looked at him and smiled. "Department Director Du is fine too."
"Department Director Li …"
"Department Director Li is fine too."
There were a total of two chief physicians in the Emergency Medical Center. They were Huo Congjun and Chief Physician Tao. There were also three associate chief physicians, and two of them formed independent groups. Together with Ling Ran's treatment group, there were five treatment groups.
The resident doctors asked around and found that Zuo Cidian's answer to each group was fine, so they could not help but complain.
"How can they be fine?"
"It's fine if Chief Physician Tao has a good temper, but how can the other groups be fine?"
"Yes, Chief Physician Li has a bad temper. He will come out and ask me later, but I don't know anything. I will be criticized until there is nothing left."
"Our boss is not easy to talk to …"
Zuo Cidian chuckled.
Under everyone's gaze, Zuo Cidian smiled. "Is your department director hot-tempered, or is Department Director Huo hot-tempered?"
The resident doctors who were complaining immediately fell silent.
Zuo Cidian looked around and found that no one was in front of him, so he said, "I'll say this again. If someone asks me in the future, I will not admit it."
All the resident doctors nodded.
Zuo Cidian nodded slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you think that Doctor Ling is easy to talk to?"
All the resident doctors looked at each other vigilantly. Then, they came to their senses and chuckled.
"That's right." Zuo Cidian took a deep breath. "Go and get busy. Clear all the patients in each group. Doctor Ling will help you if you can't clear all the patients or those who are slow."
The resident doctors understood at this moment. Ling Ran was not a carrot dangling in front of them, but a whip lashing at them.
It was indeed Huo Congjun's style.
All the doctors did not say anything else. Those who were supposed to make calls went to make calls, and those who were supposed to do things did what they were supposed to do. They were like a group of sparrows who were startled by the morning bell, and they wanted to shit on every single one of their scars.
…..
Ling Ran wrote the hospitalization forms for many patients in his treatment group.
His treatment group followed the policy of long-term hospitalization. Since the Emergency Department did not check the turnover rate of hospital beds, he even accumulated some patients who only needed rehabilitation.
These patients naturally recovered faster when they recuperated in the hospital, but it did not affect them much if they recuperated at home. At most, their recovery period would be extended by one or two months.
Ling Ran wrote nearly twenty hospitalization forms in one go. Then, he washed his hands again and returned to the emergency room.
At this time, all the treatment groups in the emergency room were already busy.
The second-string attending physicians who were resting were either kicked out of the waiting rooms, their homes, or even the operating theaters to clear the treatment room where the patients with minor injuries were gathered. They also asked the nurses to rearrange the treatment room to accommodate the large number of burn patients.
Some of the third-string chief physicians walked out of the operating theater, and some stayed in the operating theater to busy themselves.
But the busiest ones were always the resident doctors. They were like worker bees in a beehive, novice monks in temples, and pimps in brothels. When others were lying down, they had to work. When others were lying down and working, they had to work. When others were lying down and resting, they still had to work.
Ling Ran crossed his arms and looked around the treatment room with a sharp gaze. He kept making judgments in his heart.
A patient with abdominal pain, suspected to have appendicitis, was transferred to the General Surgery Department. What a pity!
A patient with a small fracture received an X-ray and was transferred to the Orthopedics Department. What a pity!
A patient whose buttocks were split open was held down by his parents and a resident doctor. He screamed as he was injected with needles … There was no way he could escape.
Ling Ran stopped in his tracks and immediately went forward. "I'll do it!"
The flustered resident doctor could not say a word of objection. He had no choice but to continue performing manual stents and watch Ling Ran administer anesthesia with a needle …
Usually, such minor injuries were the material for resident doctors and housemen to practice on. But today, they could only play the supporting role of the supporting role.
Ling Ran quickly gave the patient local anesthesia, followed by drainage and suturing in one go. Before the resident doctor could react, Ling Ran left the patient's battered buttocks to the other party.
Immediately after, Ling Ran performed a tracheotomy on the patient who was having difficulty breathing. After an electrocardiogram was done, he was sent to the Cardiology Department.
The emergency room was in a state of chaos.
In order to clear their positions as soon as possible, all the doctors who were originally resting went to work. The patients in the waiting room were also quickly distributed and dealt with.
In the midst of the busy work, the continuous meowing of an ambulance could be heard.
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