Chapter 435 Understanding

? The next day.

Before 9 o'clock in the morning, Academician Di brought Wei Jiayou to Yunyi Hospital and went straight to the ICU.

"Where is the patient who underwent super-long cardiopulmonary resuscitation yesterday?" Academician Di asked as soon as he entered the door. It will be reported soon.

Academician Di has long been accustomed to this way of doing things, so he simply behaved aboveboard.

Yunyi's intensive care unit is an independent small department, and the doctor on duty can only obediently point to the location.

Academician Di nodded, and led Wei Jiayou over without saying a word.

Without him saying anything, Wei Jiayou immediately lowered his head to look at the patient's urine bag.

"It's clear." Wei Jiayou's expression was neither good nor bad.

Academician Di raised his eyebrows and lowered his head to look at the patient's urine bag, which was basically clear.

"It's probably alive." Academician Di picked up the urine bag and glanced again, and boldly gave a judgment. Turning his head, Academician Di asked, "Where's Ling Ran?"

The doctor in the ICU said: "Dr. Ling checked the room in the morning and went for surgery."

Academician Di lowered his head to look at his watch. They came during work hours, so he couldn't help but ask, "How early."

"After 5 o'clock?" The doctor in the ICU answered in a low voice.

Academician Di let out a "huh" and waited for a few seconds before asking, "What did he say?"

"Doctor Ling didn't say anything."

"No claim for care?"

"No." When the ICU doctor said this, he was a little bit stiffer, and said: "Academician Di, the nursing level of our intensive care department is no problem, and, whether Dr. Ling asks or not, we must follow ..."

"These words, you can wait until the chief physician is evaluated." Academician Di knocked the little doctor back to his original shape with one sentence, and awakened his IQ.

The attending doctor of the ICU, the promotion route is also the rhythm of opening departments from the deputy director to the director. The average small doctor,

It's not a loss to be able to become the chief physician in the end.

However, the so-called evaluation of professional titles needs people to choose after all, and the judges are usually doctors like Academician Di... lower-level committee members...

The little attending doctor of the ICU shrank his neck, not daring to challenge the authority of the academician.

"Let's go to the office to take a look." Academician Di said, and returned to the ICU, holding the patient's medical records in his hand, and scanned them carefully.

Cases like ultra-long cardiopulmonary resuscitation are truly rare.

Not to mention the success rate of 1% or even lower, even if a doctor is willing to spend a lot of time doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, he still has to provide patients with long-term myocardial infarction in the hospital...

With high-quality cardiopulmonary resuscitation skills, a willful patient who can persist for an hour without getting up, and finally decides to get up, is itself a small probability.

"Look at it too." Academician Di handed over the medical records to Wei Jiayou, looked at the patient again, and said, "As far as the current state is concerned, this data is fine."

"I can see it in the electronic medical record." Wei Jiayou said.

Academician Di still handed him the medical records, and said, "Don't be superstitious about electronic medical records. Sometimes, doctors will write something casually into the paper medical records, and won't paste them into the electronic medical records."

Wei Jiayou was taken aback for a moment, then picked up the paper medical records and flipped through them.

After flipping through a few pages of medical records, Wei Jiayou strangely flipped through them from the back to the front, and then frowned: "I didn't see the patient's handwriting..."

"Not at all." Academician Di said.

Wei Jiayou lowered his head, and silently put down the paper medical record, but with a slightly heavier force, there was a thumping sound.

...

noon.

Academician Di went to participate in another round of revealing ceremony, and when he came back to the office, he saw Wei Jiayou sitting at his desk, seriously reading the periodical, from the computer screen.

Under the sun, Wei Jiayou doesn't look so gloomy anymore, he looks like a doctor on TV, serious and meticulous in his monographs...

In fact, Academician Di chose Wei Jiayou as his apprentice because of Wei Jiayou's appearance.

Although Wei Jiayou is a little unreasonable in face-to-face communication, he is a very photogenic type. Whether it is a TV show captured by a camera or a nine-square grid of friends captured by a photo, Wei Jiayou is very stylish.

For ordinary doctors, it doesn't matter whether they have style or not. Academician Di himself has never benefited from his looks.

However, Academician Di knew very well that if he had a good appearance, it would be an incomparable advantage for high-end doctors.

In this era of eyeball economy, except for ophthalmologists, everyone is more inclined to choose doctors with good looks.

Celebrity doctors or doctor stars were not new twenty years ago, and they have become more and more serious in recent years.

Academician Di couldn't be a doctor star anymore, so he put forward higher requirements for his apprentices.

Academician Di is also extremely satisfied with Wei Jiayou's current appearance.

"What are you looking at?" Academician Di approached a little closer, with a friendly tone.

Wei Jiayou's hand holding the mouse trembled: "Is the meeting over?"

"It's just a meeting. There's nothing that can't be over." Academician Di bent down to look at Wei Jiayou's screen while talking.

""Under the Wushu field, hemostasis of hemorrhage with bare hands and suture of the liver"..." Academician Di read out the title as he read it.

Seeing that he saw it, Wei Jiayou gave up his position.

"Is this a paper written by Ling Ran?" Academician Di finally understood.

Wei Jiayou nodded: "The writing is pretty good..."

His voice is not so firm, only those familiar with him can hear it.

"A bit reluctant?" Academician Di smiled and said, "Ling Ran seems to have graduated from an undergraduate. He doesn't know how to write papers. It's normal to write few papers."

Wei Jiayou chuckled twice: "This is beyond normal."

"oh?"

"He used bare hands to stop the bleeding, and he has dealt with patients with liver damage before." Wei Jiayou read the papers over and over again, but still didn't think he could master this trick.

At the same time, Ling Ran was also sitting in the office with a stack of documents in front of him, reading silently.

What he read was Wei Jiayou's thesis.

Wei Jiayou's papers mainly focus on cardiac surgery and endoscopy. The former is not within Ling Ran's grasp, but the latter is relatively familiar.

Ling Ran could see the self-confidence revealed between the lines in Wei Jiayou's thesis.

It can be said that Ling Ran's understanding of Wei Jiayou surpassed that of the few encounters yesterday after only reading the two papers.

After reading another paper, Ling Ran took out his mobile phone, took a photo and sent it to Zuo Cidian.

Ling Ran himself spread out his laptop and began to write his thesis.