Chapter 555 Gym

Zhucheng Hospital.

Liukai County Hospital.

The First Hospital of Wuxin City.

The Second Hospital of Wuxin City.

The Third Hospital of Yunhua City.

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Every two or three days, Ling Ran went to a nearby hospital to perform knife-throwing surgery. The main content was liver resection and Achilles tendon repair, as well as arthroscopic meniscectomy and anterior cruciate ligament reconstruction.

As Ling Ran's fame spread, more and more patients were organized by the major hospitals. Going there, three surgeries are already a start. After all, there are many hospitals that Ling Ran can go to, but the number of experts is relatively few.

As far as Changxi is concerned, those who can make throwing knives in the whole province must be at least the director of the top three hospitals, or even the director of Yunyi, the Army General Hospital or the provincial government. It's hard to go out and throw a knife. The hospital has too much work to do, especially when the directors have flown away, one of the responsibilities of the deputy chief is to fill in the vacancies left by the directors.

This is also the mode of operation of modern large hospitals.

The director of the department in the third-class hospital in Niubi spends more time making knife throwing in the hospital outside. The price of 10,000 yuan or even tens of thousands of yuan per unit allows department directors in high-end tertiary hospitals to surpass their foreign counterparts in minutes.

Correspondingly, the sub-senior officers in the tertiary hospitals have undertaken increasingly heavy surgical tasks and scientific research tasks.

However, in order to one day be a vice-senior, the vice-seniors have to work hard.

After becoming Zhenggao, a doctor can even earn a moment of freedom-the department director is usually Zhenggao, but a doctor who is a senior doctor is not necessarily the department director.

Therefore, those Zhenggao who can't become the director of the department, either wait for the director to leave, or actively operate and become an independent department, or can only bring their own treatment team and simply think about making money.

Of course, for patients, the doctor who spends a lot of money must at least be a director—after all, in the eyes of ordinary people, a director is nothing more than an expert number of 17 yuan, and this requirement does not seem to be high.

Ling Ran took another path. He performed Achilles tendon repair for Liu Weichen and liver resection for Mr. Mei, which is a typical "famous" doctor. Therefore,

The number of patients who come to him for Achilles tendon repair is the largest, and the number of patients who have undergone liver resection is also quite a lot.

Because of Ling Ran's request, coupled with the large demand in Changxi Province, Zuo Cidian arranged more and more frequency and quantity of throwing knives.

As far as the current situation in China, or the current situation in the world, there have always been many patients and few doctors. Of course, the main reason is that there are too few good doctors.

For operations such as liver resection, anyone in Changxi Province who can reach He Yuanzheng's level can be counted on one hand, so he can be the director of hepatobiliary surgery at Yunyi.

But under He Yuanzheng, there are 4 doctors in Yunyi Hospital alone performing liver resection.

Hospitals other than Yunyi—anyone who invites Ling Ran Fei Knife has already performed liver resection surgery, or is about to do it... And their surgical skills, let alone force them.

Practice is indeed the only way to improve surgical skills, but just like some people go to Peking University in high school in three years, and some people repeat the second book in three years, the more difficult the surgery is, the more it needs to be in addition to hard work. talent.

An orthopedic surgeon who has been in surgery for 20 years has few operations that he cannot perform, and a liver surgeon who has been in liver surgery for 20 years, there are not many operations that can be performed.

If you can't become a national player at the age of twenty, you will have no hope for life. The doctor's profession is not so cruel, it is only cruel to patients.

How Ling Ran's skills are, with each operation, it spreads more widely.

The circle of surgeons is the circle of gossip.

If two surgeons stand on the operating table for four hours, they will chat more with each other than with their relatives during Chinese New Year.

If it was said that before, the doctors from the No. 1 and No. 2 Hospitals of Wuxin City praised Ling Ran's liver resection, but as the circle of Ling Ran's flying knife expanded, there were more doctors who praised him.

Ling Ran is handsome, skilled, and has a good personality, which is indeed appreciated by doctors. For surgeons, being eloquent is a good character, and being taciturn is also a good character. In between are the nuisances.

A month's time is fleeting.

With Zhang Anmin's substantive participation in Ling Ran's group, the business gradually turned around.

Ling Ran worked seventy or eighty hours a week in Yunyi, and then went out to throw knives. Finally, with the limited beds, the whole team was able to function.

Among them, Lu Wenbin's tang suture and Ma Yanlin's Achilles tendon repair, if you are lucky, you can get one or two cases every week to perform the surgery.

They have all studied with Ling Ran for more than a year. From Ling Ran's point of view, they are at a high entry-level level. In Yunyi, they are at the level of primary care. Coupled with Ling Ran's care, Lu Wenbin, who has done 7 sets of tang method sutures in a month, gradually began to feel energetic.

"Doctor Ling, let's go to the gym together tonight." Lu Wenbin followed Ling Ran to finish the last arthroscopy for the night, seeing that it was still early, he couldn't help but excitedly invite him.

Ling Ran looked at the watch in the operating room, it was almost 9 o'clock, and he couldn't help asking, "Aren't you going to sleep at night?"

"Doctor Ling is the one who sleeps less." Lu Wenbin bulged his biceps and said, "I'm going to practice a few sets, and then I'll go back to the duty room and sleep."

"That way I can only sleep for three or four hours." Ling Ran said.

Hearing Ling Ran say this, Lu Wenbin always felt a sense of disobedience, and couldn't help saying, "You can't sleep for four hours every day."

"Not necessarily." Ling Ran shook his head, thinking, I have energy potions, but you don't.

After completing the finishing work of the operation in twos and twos, Ling Ran thought for a while and asked, "Go to the hospital gym, or the gym outside?"

"Let's go to the hospital gym. Usually there are not many people there." Lu Wenbin then introduced Balabala.

Like many tertiary hospitals, the ground floor of Yunyi's newly built inpatient building has also set up a gym exclusively for employees. It costs no money, and there are free coaches. The equipment is also brand new...

Compared with the equipment of a tertiary hospital, the cost of a gym is really pitifully small.

However, unlike the hospital gym for foreigners, in Yunyi's gym, there are only a hundred or ten people who usually exercise on weekdays, and even fewer people go there at the same time.

Since Lu Wenbin joined Ling Ran's team, he had less time to exercise. He usually did push-ups in the duty room.

But he still makes a quick trip to the gym whenever he gets the chance.

Ling Ran was also a little too lazy to go home and come back.

Starting at 4 o'clock tomorrow morning, four gallbladder surgeries have been scheduled, and he wants to prepare in advance.

"I'm going to get some change of clothes, see you at the gym later?" Ling Ran finished the operation, let Lu Wenbin know, and went to get ready.

"I'll wait for you at the entrance of the gym." Lu Wenbin chuckled twice, and said, "I can't do anything else. It's okay to help you grab a barbell or something."

Ling Ran nodded in agreement. He himself doesn't like team sports very much, because in his impression, whether it's a basketball court, a football field or a volleyball court, there are too many girls, which affects sports.

In comparison, he prefers activities like running.

A few minutes later.

Ling Ran and Lu Wenbin went out one after another. The nurses and anesthesiologists present glanced at each other and frantically sent messages:

"Doctor Ling is going to the gym."

"Dr. Ling, who is sweating profusely, wants to know the location and gave out red envelopes."

"Doctor Ling needs to change clothes and go to the gym."

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Outside the gym, Lu Wenbin waited quietly for a few minutes before seeing Ling Ran in a T-shirt.

"There seem to be a lot of people here today, let's hurry up." Lu Wenbin urged a little, and then asked: "Have you brought your hospital work card with you?"

"I have it, it's in my bag." Ling Ran patted his backpack. He is now leaving with something in his bag for throwing knives.

Lu Wenbin nodded: "Generally, I don't check. If I'm not afraid of 10,000 yuan, I'm afraid of what happens. I need to get a brand name. If it doesn't, it will be a waste of time."

Lu Wenbin said and followed Ling Ran inside.

At the entrance of the hospital gymnasium, two receptionists frantically checked the visitors.

There were so many more guests today than usual that both of them were a bit overwhelmed.

"The two of us." Lu Wenbin stepped forward, pointed at Ling Ran, and then at himself.

"Huh, Doctor Ling?" The little girl at the reception looked past Lu Wenbin, and instantly fixed on Ling Ran: "You've come to exercise too."

Ling Ran nodded with a smile, and then asked, "Do you want to show your job badge?"

"No, I'll help you." The little girl hurried out and used her own card to help Ling Ran swipe the door.

Lu Wenbin followed suit and wanted to go in, but was stopped.

"Are you Yunyi's doctor?" The little girl looked at Ling Ran while speaking.

Lu Wenbin bulged his biceps and said, "I come here every week."

"I have to swipe my card every day." The little girl waved her hand, showing no accommodating manner.

Lu Wenbin was stunned, bowed his head silently, opened the bag, took out his work card, and swiped it in again. There was neither joy nor sorrow in his heart, and the ancient well was calm. His state of mind was greatly tempered, and his understanding of society reached a new height.