Chapter 1103 Not Losing

The operation was successful. The patient is now in the recovery room. After the anesthesia is over, he will be sent to the intensive care unit. You can see him now. "Lu Wenbin followed the rules and explained the situation to the family members of the patient Gong Kaijie.

In the waiting room at this time, there were two more family members of the patient.

The wedding was originally a gathering of relatives and friends. Although there was a series of car accidents, after the initial chaos, luck escaped and began to search for people in various hospitals.

As a result, Doctor Yun gathered more family members.

Now that Mrs. Gong has someone by her side, she has calmed down a little, but the tears and makeup on her face are still very obvious.

Sitting behind her was her daughter, who was not injured, but leaned against the wall with blank eyes, looking as if she was more mournful than heartbroken.

Lu Wenbin glanced at it with a calmer expression.

Doctors who have been in the emergency department for a long time know that the current state of the patient's family is absolutely irrational and unconventional. For doctors, the family members of patients at this time are also the most sensitive.

Mrs. Gong looked straight at Lu Wenbin, and repeated whether she was happy or not, "Is the operation successful?"

"Yes." Lu Wenbin showed a slight smile in his seriousness.

Mrs. Gong's spirit was shaken, and then she was worried for a short time, so her voice lowered again: "Old Gong...to what extent can his fingers recover?"

"It depends on the follow-up rehabilitation situation." Lu Wenbin looked at the family members on the left and right, and gave everyone a vaccination first.

Mrs. Gong asked: "How is your rehabilitation going?"

Lu Wenbin nodded, then coughed twice, and said: "Madam Gong, let me declare first that our clinical judgment is an empirical judgment, not a scientific judgment, so we can roughly give a certain range and possibility. But not exactly."

"kindness."

"Generally speaking, if an operation such as replantation of a severed finger can restore more than 60% of its function, we can judge it as excellent. If you perform surgery in any hospital, it can be said that the function of your finger has recovered to this level. The operation was successful." When Lu Wenbin said this, all the family members of the patient became nervous.

Mrs. Gong's expression was a little excited, but she was speechless in a hurry.

Lu Wenbin changed the topic,

Dao: "The clinical judgment we can make now is that the patient's finger function can be restored to 70% or even 80%. It is a very ideal result, so..."

This time, all the family members of the patient showed joyful expressions.

"I thought..." Mrs. Gong's eyes fluttered.

Lu Wenbin smiled and continued: "So, next, you must urge the patient to do a good job of rehabilitation. This is a very important step. Only by doing the rehabilitation well can the patient's final finger recovery be guaranteed. If the rehabilitation is done well, the finger There is a high probability of further recovery of the function of the patient."

The patient's family members nodded repeatedly.

Lu Wenbin also breathed a sigh of relief. For the doctors in Ling's treatment group, Ling Ran always speaks in a straightforward way, which is very comfortable for his subordinates, but it is always troublesome to speak to patients and their families in the same way, especially for the patients. In the opinion of doctors, the judgment of prognosis is always a bit too full.

Of course, judging from the results, Ling Ran's judgment cannot be called "too full". However, from the perspective of the doctors in Ling's treatment group, Ling Ran can be "conservative" when making his judgment.

Like the family members of Gong Kaijie in front of him, if they had informed them according to the excellent results, or even 70% of their functions recovered, Lu Wenbin would feel that his mood would be calmer.

For a moment, a thought came to Lu Wenbin's mind: the patient's prognosis is not boiled pig's trotters, how can he judge so clearly...

Thinking of this, Lu Wenbin's expression froze again.

If Ling Ran's judgment on the result of the operation was the same as his judgment on the degree of familiarity of the pig's trotters, it would be terrible.

"Doctor Lu, there's nothing wrong with it." Seeing Lu Wenbin's face change slightly, Gong Kaijie's family members couldn't help becoming anxious.

"It's okay, I was thinking of something else." Lu Wenbin laughed twice, and hurriedly comforted them.

"It's fine as long as it's okay. There are too many things happening at home today, so I just want to hear the word "it's okay." Madam Gong forced a smile, and then looked at her daughter anxiously.

The wedding was supposed to be the happiest day for a girl, a time of much-anticipated showing off, but before the wedding was held, the convoy to welcome the bride turned into the scene of an accident.

To make matters worse, the husband who had already obtained the certificate proposed a divorce request, which instantly put the girl into a state of autism.

Mrs. Gong sighed secretly. She actually called her "ex-son-in-law" secretly, but the other party was determined, counting her daughter's various "postures", which also shows that freezing three feet is not a one-day cold.

Even if Mrs. Gong didn't understand the truth, she could tell that the core of what the "former son-in-law" said was nothing more than "my father is too lazy to serve".

Indeed, as a promising young teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts, he can serve the wife of "Xizuo", but if it is a wife who "has no money and background and works again", he has no interest in serving her.

"Boss Zhu." Mrs. Gong turned her eyes to the other side.

Boss Zhu from Waterfall Gallery came here on a special trip and chatted with her for a long time. At this time, Mrs. Gong regarded her as a noble person.

"Dr. Lu, let's take a moment to talk." Boss Zhu is in his 40s, with long hair, and looks a little middle-aged and handsome. The casual suit and white shirt look a little extravagant.

Lu Wenbin said "En", and followed Boss Zhu to the corner.

"Doctor Lu, now that the operation is over, this little gift of mine should be given away." Boss Zhu still smiled and took out the red envelope.

"No." Lu Wenbin said righteously. He really has no interest. He wants to make money. His monthly rent income exceeds his salary income. Of course, the bonus for Ling's treatment group is still quite a lot, but it's not for the sake of making money. The motivation for him to wake up early and be greedy for dark every day. Not to mention red envelopes.

Lu Wenbin and Boss Zhu gave way several times, then said: "If you must give it, I can only take it to pay for you."

"Well... that's it for now." Boss Zhu took the opportunity to put away the red envelope, and then said, "Doctor Lu, I really want to ask you something. Seeing your straightforward personality, I'll just say it directly."

"Well, I'm also short on time." Lu Wenbin was actually a little impatient.

Boss Zhu coughed twice, and said, "Actually, it's Mr. Gong Kaijiegong's business. You said just now that his hands can recover 80% of the time. Can I understand that he can resume painting?"

"Almost, let's see what the painting is about."

"Can sketching work?"

"You have to get used to it again, and I don't know what the standards of your painters are..."

"Standards for painters?" Boss Zhu suddenly smiled and said, "Our palace painter is a modern artist, so there is no need to use any standard to frame him."

"Modern artist?"

"Well, if his fingers can recover, I'm going to hold an art exhibition for him. My plan is to do a lot of publicity on the Internet in addition to the traditional channels of television and newspapers. There may be interviews and I also hope that Dr. Yun can cooperate with the filming plan."

Lu Wenbin was taken aback: "I see."

"Excuse me, Dr. Lu, but it might be a good promotional opportunity for everyone."

"We are not so ruthless in using the car accident to promote." Lu Wenbin didn't care if a gallery owner was happy or not, so he said casually: "What if the public doesn't recognize it?"

"It's okay, as a gallery, we have to bear such risks." Boss Zhu didn't say a word hidden in his heart. Even if Gong Kaijie's fingers couldn't recover, he could use this name to sell the gallery's backlog. If you sell some of Capgemini's paintings, you won't lose too much money.

txt download address:

phone-reading: