Chapter 354 System

"Wait. Wash your hands when you enter the door, and no smoking is allowed." Little nurse Wang Jia looked like a lioness, patrolling and hunting back and forth in the left corridor of the emergency department.

She has good eyesight and is more courageous. Even if she sees the director of the respiratory department, she is not afraid at all.

The director of the Respiratory Department and the accompanying doctors looked at each other, laughed, and walked over instead, asking, "Do you know me?"

"Yes, you are Director Hong from the Respiratory Department." Wang Jia looked up at the other party with her chest raised.

Director Hong said "Oh" and said, "Then you still stop me?"

"I know you as Director Hong, but I don't know bacteria!" Wang Jia has also been trained and knows what to say in such a situation.

Director Hong was taken aback by the words, and then burst into a "haha" laugh, and said, "The little girl is quite interesting."

The fellow doctors laughed cooperatively: "I can talk a little bit."

"I have to wash my hands even if you praise me." Wang Jia was not too afraid. Although director Hong is the chief director of the respiratory department, he is in the respiratory department after all, and the nurses are under the care of the nursing department. Wang Jia works in the emergency department. Outside the operating room, the doctors only need to respect Huo Congjun.

Of course, Dr. Ling Ranling is respected by everyone willingly, that is a matter on another level.

Director Hong was not as knowledgeable as a little girl, so he just smiled again, squeezed out a little alcohol gel from the bottle by the door, and rubbed it on his hands carelessly.

"It's better to apply it evenly." Wang Jia said, pretending to be serious, took out an alcohol gel from his pocket, and squeezed it into Director Hong's hand.

Director Hong was really unhappy at the moment, however, he still didn't have an attack, he gave a heavy "Yes", rubbed his hands together, and then walked into the ward.

Alcohol gels are disinfectants that evaporate quickly.

Compared with disinfection methods such as soap, it is naturally a lot of progress.

However, doctors who leave the operating room naturally don't like any disinfectants, and Director Hong is no exception.

Wang Jia quickly turned around and ran to call for someone.

After a while, the head nurse of the emergency department came quickly.

Facing the head nurse of the same age,

Director Hong restrained himself a lot. After all, he started as a doctor when he was a child. Seeing the head nurse was timid, like an old lion seeing a big jackal. It is easy to recall the experience when he was a child...

"Come here and have a look at the construction of our emergency center." Director Hong greeted with a smile, which was an explanation.

"Then you can look at it as you like." The head nurse said, and waited in front of her.

"Where's Lao Huo?" Director Hong was still a little guilty.

"In the rescue room."

"Quite busy." Director Hong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Patients don't pick their time."

"En..." Director Hong circled around the ward, turned out bored, smiled again, and said, "Your emergency center should be well organized, it takes up so many resources of the hospital, our respiratory department originally... "

"Why does your respiratory department shut down our emergency center?" Huo Congjun's voice came from the stairs.

Director Hong looked in the direction of the elevator unexpectedly, and asked, "Did you run up?"

"Exercise." Huo Congjun looked at the chief director of the respiratory department indifferently.

"Come on?" The director took out a cigarette, stood under the "No Smoking" sign, and lit it.

Huo Congjun didn't say a word, he took Director Hong's arm, went to the trash can in the safe passage, and asked, "Old Hong, you didn't have the temper to rush through the door before, what's the matter?"

Director Hong pondered for a few seconds, and asked: "Director Wang has gone back? I heard that he is recovering well?"

"Well, the score is 92, and I went back by myself by touching the wall." Huo Congjun was a little proud.

Director Hong took a deep breath, smoked the remaining one-third of the cigarette, took another one, lit it, and said, "I have a little aunt whose knees are not very good. She was also seen in the hospital. I have thought about it." Do a meniscusplasty..."

When he said this, he was embarrassed to continue.

Huo Congjun understood, took out his mobile phone, and said, "Let me ask Ling Ran for you."

Director Hong lowered his head and smoked, with the appearance of "I can't give the full ceremony with the armor on my body".

The doctor who came with him was even more silent, standing against the wall, trying his best to become invisible.

Doctors are the ones who know the doctor's skills best.

Compared with the prestige and fame in the society, the recognition among doctors is even more rare.

However, if there was no Huo Congjun in between, Director Hong felt that he would be in a happier mood.

Ling Ran's call was quickly connected. Huo Congjun said "En En" twice, then hung up the phone and said, "Ling Ran asked when the patient will be delivered."

Director Hong smoked the second cigarette in one gulp, and he was reluctant to make up the butt of the cigarette before throwing it down. He asked in surprise, "Should I bring it here directly? Why don't you watch the movie first?"

"The film will be shot in our hospital."

"Then... okay." Director Hong didn't say much about the availability of the original film. Surgeons are the least trustworthy of their peers. Regarding the imaging data of other hospitals, it is the decision of the attending doctor to remake or adopt the original film.

Director Hong came aggressively and returned satisfied.

Huo Congjun smiled at his back, and thought: You are lucky, it fell into Ling Ran's hands, but not mine.

...

In the operating room.

Ling Ran cherished the replantation of a severed finger for a patient with three amputated fingers.

In the emergency center or emergency department, the establishment of Ling's treatment team has no effect on Ling Ran's surgery, it is nothing more than a more standardized operation.

On the contrary, the recent chaotic situation has reduced Ling Ran's surgery volume.

Now undergoing three-finger amputation surgery is like an addiction to Ling Ran.

"Zuo Cidian, you sew the skin." Ling Ran quickly completed the main steps and sewed up the flap.

Zuo Cidian jerked around and began to finish the finishing work.

Ling Ran walked out of the operating room by himself. Immediately, a medical representative was waiting at the door, took the clothes, put them on Ling Ran, and said with a smile, "Dr. Ling is working too hard. Surgery should be considered heavy physical labor."

Zuo Cidian watched the other party's movements eagerly, and weighed the pros and cons in his heart, so he didn't run out of the operating room, and waited on him carefully.

The medical representative was devoted to serving Ling Ran, and said: "If you need anything, you can come to us. If you can solve it, we will solve it. If you can't solve it, think of other ways."

Ling Ran, who was walking all the way, suddenly stopped and asked, "Do you have any suitable slippers?"

"slippers?"

"Slippers for the operating room." Ling Ran pointed to the big box in front of the door, which was originally filled with slippers.

When the doctors came to the operation area, they had to change their slippers first. After a long time, the inside of the slippers would also be full of dirt.

The medical representative naturally nodded frantically.

Ling Ran gave a smile that met social expectations, and then continued to sort out his ward system.