Chapter 232: Go to the Ward Rounds

Ling Ran went from night to day again.

Lu Wenbin didn't come until 5 o'clock in the morning, and he saved the residents on duty. In other words, it robbed the jobs of the residents.

The resident doctors had seen Ling Ran's techniques in the demonstration classroom, and they didn't say anything about it, but in their hearts, they were still willing to learn the two tricks from Ling Ran. In particular, Ling Ran's peaceful attitude, not swearing or even talking, was well received by the residents.

Chatting in the operating room is often like having a meal with the leader. It is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive to chat with the superior doctor, but also rarely happy. Those doctors who can make their subordinates happy while enjoying themselves are quite rare. Most of them just ask the subordinate doctors "Are you happy?"

Lu Wenbin, who slept for a long time and cooked two rounds of pig's trotters, was full of energy. He followed Ling Ran to perform an Achilles tendon repair and another case of replantation of a severed finger. Ling Ran, Lu Wenbin was shocked: Am I bewitched?

"Go to check the ward, there are no patients." Ling Ran curled his lips, as if he was 40% full after eating boiled mutton.

Lu Wenbin was only about 30% full. He frowned and said, "It's only morning, why are there no patients? Specialized hospitals are too weak."

Compared with general hospitals, the ability of specialized hospitals to treat patients is much weaker.

Even a unit like the Orthopedics and Sports Medicine Center cannot compare with Yunyi in terms of its ability to obtain patients, and the gap with Huashan Hospital is even greater.

The itinerant nurse was already a little sleepy, and she relied on watching Ling Ran to keep her refreshed. At this time, when she heard Lu Wenbin mention her own hospital, she retorted uncomfortablely: "It's not breakfast for patients, do you think it's refreshed in the morning?"

Lu Wenbin chuckled: "If it's really refreshed, I'll pay for it right now, do you believe it or not?"

The itinerant nurse said disdainfully, "Are you rich?"

"Do you know how many pig's trotters I sold for 39.9 yuan?" Lu Wenbin raised his head.

The itinerant nurse hesitated: "How much money can you make by selling pig's trotters..."

Lu Wenbin wanted to say something, but shook his head.

The itinerant nurse said again: "Even if you sell another salary, it's nothing unusual, and you still can't make a big one."

"Salary? What is salary..." Lu Wenbin looked at the other party proudly.

"Stop bragging, if you make more money selling pig's trotters than doctors, what's the point of going to medical school?" The nurse asked Lu Wenbin a two-pronged problem, waiting to see which flaw the other party showed.

Lu Wenbin felt a little dazed.

"Going to make rounds." Ling Ran took off his gloves and surgical gown, grabbed his cervical spine with one hand, and then grabbed Lu Wenbin's cervical spine.

Lu Wenbin screamed when he was arrested, his brain seemed to be cut off, and he asked in a twitch: "Doctor Ling, how do you balance the relationship between making money and career?"

Ling Ran glanced at Lu Wenbin like a fool, and said, "Isn't it good to make money and have a career?"

"Only a doctor can make a little money. How much does a doctor in China earn? Even if he makes throwing knives..." Lu Wenbin felt swollen when he thought of the pots of pig's trotters he had sold in the afternoon.

"I can't spend all my salary every month, so I don't need to earn more." Ling Ran looked at Lu Wenbin puzzled, "What do you want to make money for?"

"There is only money that can't be earned, and there is no money that can't be spent." Lu Wenbin shook his head and said, "If you don't talk about anything else, let's just talk about the current house. Is that something that can be earned with a salary? If you don't have a house, find a partner I can’t find them all. There are three types of unfilial piety: having no offspring is the greatest, not marrying a wife..."

Lu Wenbin spoke impassionedly, and suddenly realized that no one looked at him.

Ling Ran was pinching his neck, and he didn't know what was going on in his head. The two nurses were looking at Ling Ran, and the anesthesiologist was seeing the patient...

Lu Wenbin suddenly burst into sadness: What am I going to tell Ling Ran about this!

...

After Ling Ran left the operating room, he asked Chief Physician Ji Tianlu to make a rounds with him, but he didn't make an appointment.

Director Ji Tianlu evaded in every possible way, and sent a resident doctor to accompany the two of them so that they would not get lost.

The 205-pound resident doctor, holding a notebook in his hand and a row of six fountain pens in his pocket, did not greet Ling Ran and Lu Wenbin, but took the lead and left. The first-choice ward, the patients and their families gave him the impression that he had a bad temper. .

"Let's take a look." The 205-pound resident doctor greeted him cordially, but did not intend to introduce Ling Ran.

He is willing to fight Ling Ran dignifiedly, of course, after a few years, but this does not mean that he is willing to help Ling Ran, the enemy of his life, and he will not do so-called convenience for Ling Ran, his lifelong enemy.

The 205-pound resident doctor stood in the corner of the ward, took out the mineral water he carried with him, unscrewed it, sipped it, and looked at Ling Ran with some evil taste, thinking: Don't think that you can play around with the hospital if you are talented. , The hospital is far more complicated than you imagined, much more complicated than the environment in the operating room, boy!

"Hello, does the wound hurt?" Ling Ran was beyond the expectation of the 205-jin resident doctor. Although there was no smile on his face, he was full of momentum.

"It hurts." The day after the operation was the most uncomfortable. The pain pump on the patient's body had just gone, and he couldn't leave the bed to urinate and defecate. It was terribly uncomfortable.

"Let me take a look, is there any discomfort?" Ling Ran took out the alcohol gel that he carried with him, wiped it on his hands, rubbed it away, and then slightly stretched the patient's feet with his fingers to observe.

The patient bared his teeth and said, "It hurts."

"Except for pain?"

"rise."

"That's swelling pain."

The patient was speechless.

"What next?" Ling Ran asked again.

"No more." The patient replied angrily, feeling less uneasy in his heart.

Ling Ran nodded, and said, "The edema is under control, the dorsal artery of the foot is strong, the color is normal, and the skin is not necrotic or infected. Is the ankle joint stiff?"

The patient was overwhelmed by the series of nouns, and quickly said: "It's not stiff, it just doesn't move."

"Don't move." Ling Ran paused and asked, "Where are the family members?"

The family stood up.

Ling Ran sneered at Lu Wenbin.

Lu Wenbin was too familiar with this process, so he also took a step forward and said clearly: "Bland diet, high protein, high vitamin, high fiber food, understand?"

"Understood." The family also hoped that the patient would get better.

Ling Ran nodded and asked, "Are there any other questions?"

"Well, how long will it take for my husband to recover?" The middle-aged woman among the family members asked eagerly.

Ling Ran frowned: "Isn't it better now?"

"I can't walk on the ground yet."

"I'll be leaving after a while." Ling Ran had no patience for such questions.

While the family members were dumbfounded, they all thought it was a little funny.

At the same time, a treasure box with "sincere thanks" landed in front of Ling Ran.

Ling Ran nodded, knowing that this wave of patients was fine, he turned and went out.

The 205 catties resident doctor looked confused, and he still hadn't woken up to such a vigorous rounds.

Ling Ran walked all the way, collecting treasure chests all the way. As Lu Wenbin became proficient in the Achilles tendon repair technique, Ling Ran gradually only took charge of the physical examination, and left the talking to Lu Wenbin.

For patients who have just undergone Achilles tendon repair, it mainly depends on whether there are complications. For example, re-rupture of the Achilles tendon, wound infection or skin necrosis are more serious, and the remaining edema, blood supply, temperature, etc. are all determined by the quality of the operation itself.

The surgery performed by Ling Ran with the perfect Achilles tendon repair surgery, facing ordinary patients, the probability of error is extremely low. After a series of checks, the effect is basically satisfactory. Eight of the "sincerely thank you" treasure chests were collected. Exceeded the proportion of Yunyi.

"The quality of the people in Shanghai is quite high." Ling Ran resisted not opening the treasure chest, but he was still very satisfied with the patients who showed gratitude.

Lu Wenbin didn't know why Ling Ran made such a judgment, and he wasn't interested in asking. Instead, he kept clenching his fists and rubbing his hands, and whispered, "Shouldn't it be time to check Liu Weichen's ward?"

"Yes." Ling Ran said while looking at Lu Wenbin, "If you are tired, you can go to rest first, Director Ji has already seen Liu Weichen..."

"I'm not tired." Lu Wenbin's voice became louder, and then quickly lowered his voice, saying, "I'm also the second assistant, and I want to see how plan A turns out."

This reason is very sufficient, Ling Ran nodded, without saying anything, entered the elevator, and pressed the top floor.

Liu Weichen still lives in his penthouse suite.

As soon as I entered, I heard the voices of people.

Looking at the living room again, it is already filled with beer, drinks and all kinds of occasions. The sofa, the floor, and the window sills are full of people. Not to mention, there are people sitting and drinking on both sides of the TV cabinet, and some people are standing around, shouting loudly. chat.

Liu Weichen still lives in the big room inside, with his feet raised high, no wine at hand, but a pile of fruits, drinks and junk food, and there are many men and women who look like athletes talking and laughing in the room.

Ling Ran and Lu Wenbin's white coats entered the room, but they looked a little out of place.

Lu Wenbin stood at the door at a loss. He has been in Yunyi since he graduated, and he has only rotated in the special needs ward for more than a month. He has never really come into contact with special needs patients. Seeing the demons dancing in front of him, he can't wait to have a party, even a broken party suite , fell into complete silence.

"Ward round." Ling Ran walked through the living room without blinking, and came to Liu Weichen.

Seeing his own surgeon, Liu Weichen was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "My friend came to see me, it was a bit late, we haven't got together for a long time."

"En." Ling Ran didn't care, took out the alcohol gel as before, and looked at his feet.

Compared to other people's ward rounds, it is actually easier for Ling Ran to do Liu Weichen's ward rounds, because Liu Weichen's recovery status is clearly recorded in his task bar: 92%.

After a few days, the degree of recovery has only increased by 10%. Now it seems that it is not just a problem of surgery or nursing.

Ling Ran silently wrote a line in the notebook, thought for a while, and said, "I'll prescribe another set of MRI for you, let's have a look."

"I heard from Director Ji that he is recovering well." Liu Weichen became a little nervous at this moment. Compared to Chief Physician Ji Tianlu, he was even more frightened when facing Ling Ran.

Ling Ran's expression didn't change much, and he gave Liu Weichen a smile that met the expectations of the society, and said, "Your recovery far exceeds that of patients who underwent ordinary Achilles tendon repair. If there is no accident, you should be able to perform high-intensity rehabilitation. training and competing."

When the Achilles tendon has recovered to about 85%, you can risk high-intensity training. Liu Weichen's Achilles tendon has recovered to 92%. Even if it declines, it will not decline. It is reasonable to expect to be able to perform high-intensity training speculation.

Liu Weichen's smile brightened instantly, and he said happily, "Thank you, Dr. Ling, Xiao Wang."

His manager understood and was about to come over and hold Ling Ran's arm.

Ling Ran avoided it naturally.

The manager laughed and said, "Doctor Ling, let's go out and talk. By the way, you said you still need an MRI. Why?"

Ling Ran nodded: "I expect the recovery to be better, and I want to have another MRI to see the situation, and wait for the results..."

"Wait a minute!" Liu Weichen yelled, and asked, "Doctor Ling, didn't you just say that you are recovering well?"

"The recovery is very good, but it didn't meet expectations. Wait for the results of the MRI..."

"It's because I haven't had a good rest these two days." Liu Weichen interrupted Ling Ran again.

Ling Ran thought for a while and said, "It's possible."

The manager was upset, and said, "Doctor Ling, what do you say, you don't like our celebration party, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush like this."

Ling Ran gave him a strange look: "I will not interfere with the patient's private life."

"Aren't you trying to interfere in a different way now?"

Ling Ran shook his head: "I just want to help you recover. The postoperative guidelines should have been sent to you. Patients and their families should know the best care, including a light diet, high protein, high dietary fiber, and high vitamins. However, if you suffer from certain If the reason is unwilling, such as being a vegetarian for religious reasons or other reasons, our doctors will give medical help as much as possible. In short, let’s take an MRI first.”

After Ling Ran finished speaking, he showed everyone a smile in line with society's expectations, and then turned and left.

Looking at his back, which was more handsome than all the other athletes, Liu Weichen was stunned for a few seconds, then said dejectedly, "Turn off the music."