Chapter 467 Recovery

Chen Tong looked at the Chinese pine downstairs and touched his waist unconsciously.

No waist pain, no back pain, cervical spine...well, the cervical spine still hurts...it seems to be more painful.

Could it be that during the operation, I slept on the wrong pillow?

Chen Tong looked at the pine tree below, lost in thought.

"Old Chen, are you awake?" Wang Cheng, who was in the next bed, supported his waist and greeted him.

"Woke up." Chen Tong was too lazy to turn his neck, still staring at the Chinese pine downstairs.

The needles of Pinus tabulaeformis are slightly dense, and when viewed from the top, they are covered with dense dust, which feels a little dirty.

Chen Tong couldn't help laughing in his heart: the pine trees in the city, how can they compare with the purity in the mountains...

"You recovered better than me." Wang Cheng looked at Chen Tong enviously, and asked, "Does it hurt anymore?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Chen Tong said.

Wang Cheng ouched twice, and said, "My side still hurts, and it hurts so badly. I don't know if the operation will work for me."

"Dad, Dr. Ling has already said that your operation was successful. Didn't Dr. Jin also say it?" The daughter was afraid that Wang Cheng would be in a bad mood, so she hurriedly spoke beside her.

Wang Cheng snorted twice: "Successful operation is the first step. Dr. Ling only said that the operation was successful, but he didn't say what's going to happen afterwards."

"Didn't Dr. Jin say that he recovered well?"

"What Doctor Jin said doesn't count." Wang Cheng curled his lips and said, "You have to listen to the chief surgeon about this kind of thing."

At this moment, Chen Tong turned his head to look at Wang Cheng, and said, "I had the surgery one day earlier than you."

"I feel that you were fine two days ago." Wang Cheng still compared the postoperative status of the two, feeling dissatisfied in his heart.

Chen Tong smiled: "It's not fast first, it depends on who is good and thorough in the end."

Wang Cheng shook his head: "I used to say what you said a lot, but only later did I realize that you will never catch up with the one who is the fastest in the first place."

Chen Tong laughed dumbfounded, coughed twice, and subconsciously helped his waist.

The expected pain did not come.

Chen Tong looked up in surprise, and said, "Don't say it, it's much more comfortable than when I had appendicitis surgery back then."

"You asked a monkey to perform the appendicitis operation." Wang Cheng made himself laugh, and then took a deep breath in pain: "Damn, we are both operated by the same doctor, why am I like this? pain."

Chen Tong was looking at Wang Cheng, and then continued to look at his beloved pine tree: "You are older than me."

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and coughed again, breathing in cold air, and felt pain again.

afternoon.

The ward on the second floor became quieter.

Whether it is the patient's family members or the nurses who come and go, they all become light-hearted.

With the help of the nurse, Chen Tong also covered the quilt and fell into a light sleep.

At 4 o'clock tomorrow morning, at 3 o'clock at the earliest, the doctors will start rounds. The patients are very concerned about this and look forward to it.

Some of these patients who made a special trip to the Second Hospital of Wuxin City for surgery were invited by Dr. Jin, some were referred to Dr. Jin through their relationship, and some were introduced by Dr. Jin because of their conditions.

But no matter which one it is, everyone has a common identity when they arrive at the Second Hospital of Wuxin City - a patient.

Patients all hope that their illness will get better. With such a major premise, it doesn't matter if they get up at 3 o'clock in the morning for rounds, or get up at 4 o'clock for rounds.

In fact, many people have been in pain for a long time and couldn't sleep until the early hours of the morning. In the worst cases, it was even difficult to control the pain even after taking painkillers.

Among the diseases that ordinary people often encounter, stones are also the most painful.

Now after the operation, whether to get up early in the morning is not in the scope of everyone's consideration. What everyone cares about is the disease itself.

Even if there are a few patients invited by Dr. Jin, they are just arranged to do ward rounds later, no matter how demanding they are, they will not choose to come to the Second Hospital of Wuxin City with others.

On the other hand, intrahepatic bile duct stones have reached the level of liver resection,

They are all old patients, and they have expectations about their own condition, their understanding of the disease, and how far the doctor can do it.

What Ling Ran did obviously exceeded everyone's expectations.

At least, it exceeded most people's expectations.

This made Ling Ran's prestige on the second floor of Wuxin City's Second Hospital extremely high.

3 o'clock in the morning.

Patients with light sleep have already started to get up and wash up, and communicate with each other:

"Have you seen Dr. Ling?"

"Where did you go from?"

"Seeing that you are in good health?"

"You look good too..."

Whether it is a patient or a family member of the patient, when they meet at this time, there are smiles on their faces.

Chen Tong also went down to the ground slowly.

He was wearing slippers and didn't call a nurse, so he leaned on crutches and leaned on the wall, and slowly moved to the bathroom. After roughly tidying up his personal hygiene, he opened the door and came into the corridor.

The corridor on the second floor at three o'clock in the morning was as lively as a fire drill.

"Mr. Chen is up?" A patient in a wheelchair looked at Chen Tong as if he saw himself in a good condition, and greeted him enthusiastically: "You can go to the ground now, this is recovery time." Yeah."

"It's okay, but it's still a little uncomfortable." Chen Tong dawdled, leaning on crutches, leaning on the handrail by the wall, panting twice, and said: "The wound is still itchy, it will heal soon."

"I don't know when I will be able to walk by myself." The patient in the wheelchair smiled, looked at Chen Tong, and said, "My waist still hurts, and I can't see clearly when I take the film. Hey, I'm afraid that there will be complications, or stones. Didn't clean it up."

"No matter how severe the complications are, they will not be worse than liver resection." Chen Tong sighed, stretched out his hand to tease the green radish and spider plant in the corner, and tied them in a knot, just like in the scientific expedition team back then, It's like tying a knot when rock climbing, and he can do it beautifully with one hand.

"This is Dr. Ling's good operation. The liver resection performed by our friend didn't hurt to death after it was over, and he hasn't recovered for several years." The patient in the wheelchair shook his head and said, "Guess why I have been unwilling Surgery?"

"Why?"

"I want to save two more years of retirement salary, and have a decent funeral." The more he talked, the happier he was, patting his wheelchair and laughing.

Chen Tong rolled his eyes, and when he wanted to tease another spider plant, a nurse ran over behind him:

"Why did you get out of bed by yourself again?" The nurse complained, pushed a wheelchair over, and helped Chen Tong up.

"I'm basically fine." Chen Tong smiled helplessly.

"Speak to Dr. Ling." The little nurse pointed, and saw a group of doctors, lined up like arrows, coming in a mighty way.

"Doctor Ling."

"Doctor Ling!"

Patients and family members rushed to greet each other, and the ward area at four o'clock in the morning was full of polite air.

Ling Ran showed a smile that met the expectations of the society, and then abducted into the ward according to the established procedure.

"How do you feel?" Ling Ran took a notebook by himself, routinely asked and took notes.

Behind Ling Ran, Yu Yuan, Zuo Cidian, Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin also each held a notebook. There is no way, the boss has started to take a notebook, what can I do as a younger brother?

Ling Ran didn't take notes when he made ward rounds. But this time... He wanted to take notes, and no one could control him.

However, Ling Ran didn't show the notebook to others, and it always made Lu Wenbin and the others wonder if there was any great secret recorded in it.

Or medical secrets?

When Lu Wenbin returned from copying a set of numbers from the monitor, he saw Ling Ran taking notes and lost in thought.

"Doctor Ling?" Lu Wenbin interrupted Ling Ran softly, so as to avoid the situation where everyone waited for 10 minutes again.

"En, let's continue." Ling Ran memorized a few more words, and said a few more words to the patient before nodding and walking forward.

In his field of vision, Ling Ran could see 8/10 hints.

From the point of view of completing the task, this reminder shows that Ling Ran has only completed 80% of the task of "ultra-high-level surgery", and two more ultra-high-level surgeries are needed to complete the task and get the intermediate treasure chest.

However, through the task reminder, what Ling Ran saw was the system's evaluation of the surgical level.

From receiving the mission to the present, Ling Ran has completed a total of 25 surgeries, 8 of which were of a super high standard, and 17 of which did not reach the "super high standard" evaluation.

Ling Ran wanted to know why?

Furthermore, Ling Ran also hoped to improve the surgical method in order to achieve a super high level of evaluation.

For this reason, Ling Ran specially prepared a notebook for recording.

Normal doctors who have undergone surgery cannot get an intuitive evaluation of the surgery.

Whether it is good or bad is more of an intuitive guess for ordinary doctors.

Ling Ran now knows the level of the surgery in advance, especially the ultra-high-level cut-off line, which is what he cares most about at the moment.

What Ling Ran wants to know most is: What did I do right?

And, correspondingly: what am I doing wrong?

It is not necessary to solve these two answers, but if you can determine some elements, you may be able to publish several papers.

From this point of view, the notebook in his hand can really be said to be a cheat book.

"Hello, how do you feel?" Ling Ran came to Wang Cheng and Chen Tong's ward.

"It's fine, but I have a headache." Wang Cheng asked his family members to shake the bed, speaking weakly.

"You can observe the headache again..." Ling Ran made a note and asked, "What else? How about the wound?"

"It hurts a little too."

"What about the waist?"

"It hurts a little too."

"Let's do another B-ultrasound." Ling Ran said.

"Okay." Wang Cheng had nothing to object to.

Ling Ran took notes in a hurry, asked a few more questions, and then came to Chen Tong and asked, "Hello, how are you feeling?"

"I don't feel anything." Chen Tong thought for a while, then patted his head: "A little tired."

"Where's the wound? Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's just a little itchy."

"What about the waist?"

"I don't feel anything."

"Do another B-ultrasound, if there is no problem, then leave the hospital." Ling Ran said.

"Okay." Chen Tong was stunned after finishing speaking: "Can you leave the hospital?"

"You can observe for another two days if you want. But you can be discharged from the hospital." Ling Ran continued to record. The difference between super-level surgery and ordinary surgery is extremely obvious. A few days after the operation, the prognosis is very different.

Ling Ran and his entourage quickly left the ward and headed to the next room. Wang Cheng looked at Chen Tong resentfully, and asked in disbelief, "You really don't feel any pain all over your body?"

Chen Tong thought seriously: "It doesn't hurt, it just itch. Do you hurt?"

Wang Cheng: "Hehe."