Chapter 1032 I Want to Dance

Ordinary junior doctors rarely have the opportunity to talk to director-level doctors.

It is even more difficult to mobilize a director-level doctor and ask him to do whatever he wants.

Even if Ling Ran's request is unreasonable, it may still be rejected.

However, Comrade Zuo Cidian is not an ordinary doctor.

He easily found a suitable path.

"Director Tao, everyone said that your speech is so good, I really hope you can come to this kind of on-site teaching a few more times." Zuo Cidian took a box of four big pig's trotters and put them on Director Tao's desk , smiled and said: "Xiao Lu specially selected a batch of big pig's trotters, and then cooked them with the most primitive old soup. The original taste, you can bring some to your family to taste."

Director Tao laughed haha: "Xiao Lu has a heart, and you, Lao Zuo, have a heart too. Well, then I will accept it."

"Look at what you said, in your capacity, once you go out to throw knives, you have to buy a cart of pig's trotters. The main reason is that what you said is good. Everyone feels that they have learned something. You know, the young doctors now are the same as before. It's different, when listening to a senior doctor's speech, you not only need to listen to something dry, but also have something to say, and the content is interesting, and you have to say something with feeling..." Zuo Cidian smiled, and complimented Director Tao with different words.

Director Tao saw that he had entered the countdown to retirement. At this time, the surgeon, like a gangster lying on a hospital bed, would always show his human side.

Director Tao looked at the respectful Zuo Cidian as usual, feeling so relieved, he even wanted to pat Zuo Cidian's head.

"Director Tao, are you free these two days? You can give some advice on Ma Yanlin's operation." Zuo Cidian noticed that Director Tao's expression was getting more and more kind, so he took the opportunity to make a request.

"Hmm... Let's do it again? Young doctors must be tired of hearing it." Director Tao hesitated.

"How could it be? If... some directors talk about it, they might really get tired of listening to it. Director Tao, everyone is reluctant to end your teaching class." Zuo Cidian's flattering words are not very rich, but he His skin is definitely thick enough.

This is like a hard-working royal groom. Although he is still unable to compare with his talented colleagues in terms of skills, as long as he maintains the momentum, he can still achieve his goal - to make the horse cool.

Because, in fact, unlike what ordinary people imagine, most of the horses who are flattered are not so demanding.

Director Tao didn't expect Zuo Cidian to make any shocking flattery.

In the profession of surgeons, almost all surgeons are inevitably afraid of flattery, but, to be honest, everyone is still relatively perfunctory in terms of flattery skills, and almost everyone relies on their talents to make a living. There are very few surgeons who will work hard to learn skills in this area...

"Well, which operation do you think Ma Yanlin is more suitable for?" Director Tao was persuaded by Zuo Cidian.

Of course, in his opinion, this was not a big deal.

But for Ma Yanlin, he needs to pay a little attention.

A director-level doctor comes to see the operation, and it is in the mode of explaining it. Even if it doesn't make any sense, he has to cheer up for the sake of face.

Four o'clock in the morning.

When Ma Yanlin came to the hospital, he brought a large bag of seaweed shrimp skins, sprinkled them on tofu brains, and made a large bowl of homemade vegetable pickled rice. When he was full, he brought two interns, one regular trainee, Another anesthesiologist was invited outside, and he went to the ward in a mighty way—there are some trainee doctors in the hospital, and some of them are manually used for operations on weekdays. However, it is impossible for Ma Yanlin to order the trainee doctors to do it at this point in time. After all, they have certificates.

Under normal circumstances, the doctors in Ling's treatment group would not start work until 5 o'clock.

"Dong dong. Hello, rounds." Ma Yanlin went straight to the target ward.

"What?" After a long time, there was a suspicious voice in the ward.

"I'm Dr. Ma. I told your family members yesterday that I will come to make rounds early today." Ma Yanlin knocked on the door twice before standing quietly outside.

For the doctors in Ling's treatment group, this was a familiar scene.

Most of the patients are novices, and so are the family members of the patients. Therefore, no matter how much the doctors in Ling's treatment group are used to getting up early, or how many surgeries they have performed in the morning, the new patients and their family members will always ask the same questions.

"Doctor Ma?" The patient's family members opened the door of the ward with sleepy eyes. They were sure that it was Ma Yanlin, and their eyes were full of confusion: "I thought the early rounds you mentioned meant 7 or 6 in the morning."

"The morning time is the most efficient. We plan to operate on your father at 9 o'clock in the morning. This is the best time, the golden time in the morning. Therefore, we also ask you to make adequate preparations and draw blood first Do an examination, if there is no problem, we will anesthetize on time."

"Indeed, if there is only one of you, we can do the ward round a little later, but there is no way, there are still many patients who need to be rounded."

"Let's do an examination first and come to the hospital mainly for treatment, right?"

Ma Yanlin dealt with the problems of the patient's family members skillfully. In this respect, he was quite calm.

"How do you feel?" Ma Yanlin came to the patient who was shaken awake, looked at the list hanging at the foot of the bed, and asked at the same time.

The old man lying on the bed hummed twice, and said, "I got up at 4 in the morning, I must be sleepy."

Ma Yanlin smiled at the old man's getting up, and then said: "You still insist on doing open surgery? How is the discussion between the family and the patient going?"

"It's up to me to do open surgery." The patient was about in his early 50s, and the son who accompanied him looked to be 20 years old, with a confused face and didn't know what to do.

"Are there no other family members?" Ma Yanlin continued to ask.

"No, it's just a broken hamstring. You can't send out invitations." The patient waved his hands, sat up straight, and said, "You can sign whatever you want, as long as the surgery is done."

Ma Yanlin smiled and said: "Mainly because of your age, minimally invasive surgery is quite good. Our open surgery is mainly aimed at athletes and sports enthusiasts who exercise a lot..."

He has several candidates as patients. Although the condition of the patient in front of him is more suitable for open surgery, it must be explained clearly.

The patient looked at Ma Yanlin, then at the few people following him, curled his lips, and said: "If you want to confirm repeatedly, then I will repeat the answer. I want to dance when I go back. Don't underestimate the amount of exercise in dancing. The Achilles tendon is not good. People, the dance that comes out, can't be seen..."

"Open Achilles tendon surgery can be considered a major surgery." Ma Yanlin reminded: "Our incision will be more than ten centimeters long. If it's just for dancing, is it necessary?"

The anesthesiologist also reminded: "If it is a minimally invasive surgery, we can give you half anesthesia. Open Achilles tendon surgery must be under general anesthesia, and the operation time is expected to take 4 hours."

He said a little more time for the operation, which didn't frighten the patient, but frightened the patient's son.

"Dad, why don't you just do minimally invasive surgery, it's about the same." The son said in disbelief.

"Almost? Almost ordinary." The patient did not pretend to his son, and asked, "Are you going to spend the rest of your life spending the rest of your life in bed like these few days?"

The son was stunned for a moment: "It's okay if you don't."

"Then what about next time? I'm in my fifties, and my health will definitely get worse in the future. If I don't find you a stepmother while I can still dance, you will be planning to ask for leave every day from now on." Let's go." The patient looked at the doctors and said, "Needless to say, I want the best Achilles tendon. I have practiced dance steps for so many years, and I can't be dragged down by a single hamstring."

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