Chapter 629 Arrangement

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Chapter 629

The emergency department of Jinghua Sixth Hospital is brightly lit.

The doctors came and went, and came and went, looking at Ling Ran as if they were looking at freshly arrived real seafood, or like animals in a safari park, coming to look at the newly arrived real wild animals, and again Or the bosses in the antique market heard that someone bought real antiques.

Ling Ran debrided the man behind the crab claws, then applied ointment to a bruised child, and then a middle school student with a sprained foot. He only took a picture and prescribed medicine, but did not even deal with it. It lasted an hour The time passed like this.

Wang Anzhi's eyes were tired from watching.

He is the vice president. Although he is a deputy, he is one of the busiest people in the hospital. If other departments want to organize any activities, they have to complete the preliminary work before they invite him.

To be honest, Wang Anzhi hasn't seen such...simple operation for a while.

Even if it's a trainee tour, or a regular trainee performance, it must be a little more difficult surgery.

Debridement and suture can be said to be performed in a low-to-explosive emergency room. What is applying ointment? Coaxing children is even more difficult.

"Um... Doctor Ling, how long do you want to rest?" A young doctor raised an objection in a low voice under Wang Anzhi's gaze.

Ling Ran didn't hear any objection at all. He looked at the number 3/100, waved to the kid who came back to thank him after taking the medicine, and said, "I'm not going to rest."

"It's not...meaning how long you plan to do these small, debridement and so on..."

"Didn't you say three days?" Ling Ran was very surprised.

"Really do it for three days?" Wang Anzhi couldn't help it. Let's see if you have a three-day liver resection, what's the point of coaxing children with your face? Will all pediatricians in the future have to test their faces?

Ling Ran was very puzzled by Wang Anzhi's question. After thinking about it, he asked hesitantly, "Is the source of your illness very serious?"

"That's not what it means." Zuo Cidian couldn't take it anymore, this is the rhythm where good things can be talked about.

Zuo Cidian forcibly squeezed into the middle of several people, coughed twice, and first said to Wang Anzhi: "President Wang, actually, Dr. Ling is here in the emergency department...resting,

It is also to give you ample time to make preparations. You asked Dr. Ling to come over to perform liver cancer operations. It is not because you are only planning to perform one or two operations. "

"Of course not. Our plan is to have more than four. If Dr. Ling is willing and the situation permits, it would be better to have six or seven." Wang Anzhi said generously. For their hospitals in the capital city, the cost of hiring flying knives is not considered at all, the most important thing is to pay for flying knives themselves. Money is nothing compared to the face lost by flying knives.

Zuo Cidian nodded, he also had the same idea, came to the capital to throw knives, if this kind of thing gets out, it can be bragged about in the first place.

In fact, if it wasn't for Ling Ran's smooth trip, Doctor Yun would definitely be blowing up.

It is conceivable that after Ling Ran finished his work here and went back, he still had to blow what should be blown.

Compared with this kind of reputation, the flying knife fees for several operations are really nothing.

Everyone has no limit on the number of flying knives, and what is required is the quality.

Zuo Cidian confirmed this point, smiled slightly, and said, "Dean Wang, just according to what you said, assuming that Dr. Ling wants to perform 6 operations, do you have 6 patients who meet the conditions?"

Wang Anzhi touched his head: "There are always patients..."

"Dr. Ling's operation is quite demanding on the patient." Zuo Cidian said: "If the patient can be cured with the conventional liver resection, why bother to send it for examination during the operation?"

"The liver tissue that can be sent for examination and resection during the operation can be less, and the prognosis of the patient, especially the stronger liver function, isn't that very important?" When it comes to medical issues, Wang Zhian is also true.

Zuo Cidian was at a loss for words for two seconds, then brought the topic back in an instant, and said, "Compared to a good prognosis, the value of saving lives is still greater. Since there are hospitals in the Sixth Hospital to promote this technology, should we first emphasize its importance?" Make it stand out."

Wang Zhian nodded thoughtfully, and said: "Okay, we can find a few more patients and do a screening, but if we find many patients at once, can the surgery be arranged?"

Surgery for liver cancer must be a major operation with preoperative preparation and postoperative arrangements, and a whole team must operate.

In the early years, it took a week or two to prepare for such an operation.

Zuo Cidian knew Ling Ran's style, so he just smiled and said, "Doctor Ling's pace of work is very fast, and our team often stays up late. If you find a suitable patient, we can arrange it."

"Okay, then it's up to you." Wang Zhian believed it tentatively.

Inviting the flying knife originally wanted to learn the other party's advanced technology, understand the other party's advanced experience, and give the corresponding space, which is also a matter of course.

Wang Zhian's eyes were on Ling Ran again.

A doctor in his twenties who came to the capital to operate a flying knife, if Xu Wen hadn't insisted on it, Wang Zhian would not have believed it, let alone agreed.

"Do you want to take medicine or massage?" Ling Ran, who had finished the physical examination, asked on the spot without issuing a checklist.

The young man lying on the examination table sat up: "Can you still massage?"

"certainly."

"Then...how much is the massage?" The young patient's voice lowered a bit.

Ling Ran looked at the young doctor assigned to him next to him. The latter quickly typed the initials of massage, looked at the computer again, and said, "There are 15 yuan, and there are 25 yuan."

"15." Ling Ran said.

"Then I'll massage." The young patient made a decision without any surprise.

Ling Ran let him lie down again, then pressed his left hand with his right hand, and massaged it clockwise.

"What's wrong with me now?" The young man raised his head slightly, looking at Ling Ran's hand.

"Bowel motility is too slow." Ling Ran said.

"What do you mean?" the young man asked strangely.

"Constipation." Ling Ran answered in a more general way this time.

The young man shouted in surprise and amazement: "Constipation! Constipation? Constipation?"

Ling Ran only regarded him as an interrogative sentence, so he continued to explain: "In short, it's just that the shit is holding back."

"I know, you don't have to explain it in such detail..." The young man was devastated.

Ling Ran was still doing the massage, and after about a minute or two, the young man's stomach growled.

The more Ling Ran massaged, the louder the young man's stomach growled. Immediately afterwards, he farted twice himself, got up and ran to the toilet.

Unsurprisingly, his task bar took another step forward.

Wang Zhian and the others looked dumbfounded. Is this asking someone to come and rub shit?

Xu Wen was full of pride: "Dr. Ling's strength is really well grasped."