Chapter 1039 Hot and Dry
"Wang Jianzhuang, are Wang Jianzhuang's family members there?" The nurse pushed out the hospital bed and shouted first.
Wang Lu quickly wiped his eyes that had no tears for a long time, stood up and replied, "Here."
The husband stood a little further away, holding his mobile phone, and with a humble smile on his face, he waved to Wang Lu again.
Wang Lu nodded, and walked quickly to the double door, the one that was expected and worried by the patient's family.
"Is it Wang Jianzhuang's family?" The nurse looked at the patient's bracelet again.
Wang Lu nodded quickly and said, "This is my father."
"Doctor Ling performed the operation on your father." The nurse stepped back, revealing Ling Ran.
"Your father's operation went very well. After the tumor was removed, the pathological examination showed that it was benign." Ling Ran's expression was serious and a little stiff. It might be scary to put it on another doctor's body.
However, as far as Ling Ran's performance was concerned, it was probably just right.
When Wang Lu heard the word benign, his feet softened, but he asked a little worriedly, "Is it all right?"
"Basically." Ling Ran paused, and said; "After all, it's a gastrectomy, and there are still some things to pay attention to. When you arrive at the ward, a nurse will explain it to you."
"Okay, okay..." Wang Lu kept nodding. She still had other things she wanted to ask, but she was too emotional and her mind was so confused that she couldn't think of it at all.
In a daze, Wang Lu entered the intensive care unit with the nurse and the bed. Although a large part of the stomach was cut off, laparoscopic surgery did not require admission to the ICU, and the intensive care unit was more than sufficient.
"My dad...how is my dad's situation?" After everything was arranged, Wang Lu asked the nurse nervously and expectantly.
"At present, all the indicators are normal, which is very good." The intensive care nurse wrote a few numbers in the nursing notebook and hung it at the foot of the bed.
"It's...it's really good, isn't it?" Wang Lu didn't have much education, and his education level is also poor. Looking at the numbers like 108, 10.8, and 108 floating out of the monitor, he was completely confused. With a dazed face, he could only strengthen his confidence by asking constantly.
"It's pretty good." The attitude of the nurse in the intensive care unit was good.
She is only responsible for the care of 3 patients in the ward. There are fewer family members of the patients who need to deal with and talk, and her emotions are better controlled.
Only then did Wang Lu let out a long sigh of relief: "By the way, I forgot to thank Dr. Ling just now. Is it too deliberate to make up for it now?"
"A little bit." The nurse smiled, a little too lazy to deal with Wang Lu. She usually wants to see Dr. Ling, but it is so difficult to talk about it. You just said something, and you want to add it again, and you ask me if I mean it?
"Doctor Ling is too busy." Wang Lu gave himself an answer, and then sat next to his father, his eyes became dull.
"Pay attention to the visiting hours." The nurse reminded her and returned to her desk.
In the intensive care unit, it gradually became quieter.
After an unknown amount of time, a groan aroused the attention of several people.
"Dad, you're awake." Seeing his father open his eyes, Wang Lu sat up and asked, "What's wrong? How do you feel?"
"It's okay." The old father opened his eyes, moved his body slightly, looked at both sides, and asked, "Is the operation over?"
"Yes, Doctor Ling did it for you, and he said it went very well." Wang Lu spoke quickly.
"Well, that's good, I'll say it's going well." The old man's voice was slow and hoarse, and his eyes looked around.
Wang Lumeng came to his senses, and hurriedly said, "The doctor said it was benign, not cancer."
"Oh... good." The old man relaxed instantly, his face seemed to have a glow, and his voice became lighter, and asked, "Where's your husband?"
Wang Lu hesitated for two seconds and said, "He has gone to work."
"Oh, it's time to go to work." The old man smiled.
"He went to borrow money, borrow less, and use it when he leaves the hospital." Wang Lu knew that his father had misunderstood, and explained in a low voice.
The old man was stunned for a while, his face was still calm, but he was sulking with himself.
Wang Lu secretly sighed, and didn't go any further. The lack of money is not just a matter of today. At least the operation is done, and there is no worry about life and death. easy.
...
Ling Ran led Ren Qi and Ye Sigong to scan the operation from morning to night, and the progress was faster than the two treatment groups combined.
This is what often happens when he enters the state. When everything is ready, it is a state of one operation after another.
Of course, this is also the dream state of most surgeons, but most surgeons can only get the support of the whole department so happily when they reach the level of deputy chief physician.
The difference is that Ling Ran's current surgery is mainly gastrectomy.
When Ling Ran first got a gastrectomy, he basically didn't have the chance to have it. Only the occasional patients who came to the emergency department for gastric perforation and the like had the chance to have it.
Due to the relationship with the general surgery department, Huo Congjun basically did not specifically look for gastrectomy patients for Ling Ran until recently...
More and more patients who need gastrectomy are sent to Yunyi.
The current tertiary hospitals are basically full of beds, especially patients who need surgery. If possible, they are willing to go to high-level hospitals. The news of Huo Congjun is passed on. The longer it takes, the more patients come. There are more patients.
Not only Ren Qi and Ye Sigong, but also the doctors in the training camp also had jobs.
Although the training camp sponsored by the emergency center of Yunhua Hospital bears Ling Ran's name, the word "emergency center" after all restricts the source of some doctors. The main source turned out to be doctors in general surgery.
Probably the relationship between general surgery and emergency department is relatively close, and moreover, the number of general surgeons is large enough.
Click.
Ye Sigong pushed open the door from the inside and walked to the nurse's station at the door. Before he could speak, he heard the old nurse sitting in the nurse's station ask, "Do you want to change again?"
"Hey." Ye Sigong smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sweaty and uncomfortable."
"You haven't learned anything else, but Dr. Ling has learned how often to change clothes." The old nurse chuckled and threw a set of hand washing clothes to Ye Sigong.
Ye Sigong smiled: "It can't be compared with Dr. Ling, he has a separate shower room."
The old nurse glanced at him and said, "You just changed your clothes without taking a shower."
"Look at what you said. By the way, please make another copy of the operation form for me." Ye Sigong smiled and took the newly typed form to the meeting. As he walked, he stopped and couldn't help thinking: how did she know about me? Don't take a shower?
"Doctor Ye." Before Ye Sigong could figure it out, someone stopped him.
Ye Sigong stopped obediently. He is in the operating area now. Anyone he sees, even if they are lying on the ground, must first make sure that they are not from the anesthesiology department. Otherwise, they are all his superiors.
The one who came from behind was an old and frail doctor.
Ye Sigong stood upright, with a smile on his face, and replied: "Hi, I'm Ye Sigong."
"Oh, Doctor Ye, you've been famous for a long time, and you're young and promising." The doctor who came over seemed to have a friendly attitude, without the arrogance of a senior doctor at all.
Ye Sigong couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, it's not just a matter of finding fault. At the same time, Ye Sigong also gave a smile: "You don't dare to be young and promising, are you?"
"Oh, I'm Wei Qing from the General Surgery Department." The doctor who came over introduced himself and said with a smile, "Dr. Ye may not know me, but I have seen Dr. Ye's surgery."
"Have you seen my surgery?"
"En." Wei Qing didn't answer Ye Sigong's thoughts, but nodded slowly, and asked, "I see that you are very skilled in gastrectomy, do you often do intestinal operations?"
"I used to do it often when I was in the county hospital, but I haven't done it since I went to Yunyi Hospital." Ye Sigong replied carefully.
"Well, that's good, that's good..." Wei Qing said a few words, then looked at Ye Sigong, smiled, and said, "I remember what Doctor Ye said, and he often followed Ling Ran to throw knives?"
Ye Sigong smiled, but didn't answer.
"You are a doctor in training, and when you fly knives with Ling Ran, is the money calculated by the day? Five hundred and one thousand a day? To be honest, our general surgery doctors don't count the money by the day, but by the number of operating tables. Yes. A set of three to five hundred is normal." Wei Qing naturally would not say that the number of throwing knife sets for the general surgery department is small every time, and the time has passed. "To be honest, I think Dr. Ye's technique is actually very suitable for development in general surgery."
Ye Sigong was stunned for a moment, but did not dare to respond.
"You should still be a doctor now, did Lao Huo promise you a scientific appointment?" Wei Qingming asked knowingly, and then waited for Ye Sigong to answer.
Ye Sigong's mind was spinning thousands of times, and then he said in a low voice: "I didn't say that."
"Kepin didn't say anything? What about Dr. Ling? Didn't say anything?" Wei Qing smiled. Kepin is the employment of departments, which belongs to the employment mode of playing around the corner. It can't even compare with the contract doctors of the hospital, let alone the staff.
Ye Sigong also thought about this question before, but now he can only smile: "I'm still studying."
"Isn't that Ren Qi of yours finished his advanced studies, isn't he just so black? How about you, are you going to be black too?" Wei Qing continued to attack, with momentum like a rainbow.
Ye Sigong didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Our general foreigner, there is a vacancy this year." Wei Qing looked at Ye Sigong with a burning gaze, and said, "Seize the opportunity."
Ye Sigong couldn't help but his heart beat up, Doctor Yun's method? Give me?
"Come to me if you have an idea." Wei Qing nodded, blinked, turned around again, and carefully left the operating area of the emergency department.
Ye Sigong, who stayed behind, was hot all over, and his mood was complicated like a gut.