Chapter 668: Before the Rain

Ling Ran was sitting in front of the operating table, with his eyes next to the two-person microscope, one hand was grasping the needle forceps, and the other was tweezers.

Opposite him, Zhang Anmin was still his assistant, with his left hand helping Ling Ran hold the patient's palm, and his right hand holding tweezers, ready to help at any time.

On the left and right sides of the operating surface, there are trays for useless and used equipment and materials. Compared with the scene of large-scale surgery, the scene of replantation of severed limbs can be called shabby. Except that the two-person microscope with white body and black eyes is a bit modern, that is, the shadowless lamp gives people a more sense of security.

From a layman's point of view, limb replantation is even scarier than many laparoscopic procedures. Because there is almost no human body exposed in laparoscopic surgery, except for the patient's navel and a few small sticks inserted around it, all the vision comes from the screen next to the hospital bed. The doctor looks at the screen to operate, and the visual impact is close to none.

The replantation of severed limbs is different. Unlike other surgeries that can control the scope of the surgical field, the replantation of severed fingers requires constant adjustment of the position of the hand. Therefore, the entire palm is exposed, and the flesh and bones that have been turned over are exposed. Before the eyes of people, it clearly proves that this is a human hand.

As doctors, although they are used to seeing all kinds of bloody scenes, they still have lingering fears when they look at the palm with three broken fingers.

"Work-related injury?" Kong Minghui, the chief physician of Donghuang District Hospital, approached a younger-looking doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital near the door, and asked in a low voice.

The doctors of the Second Affiliated Hospital stared at Ling Ran closely, and when they heard Kong Minghui's question, they didn't even bother to look at him, and said casually, "They were sent from Yanjiao, and they crushed three fingers in one go in a mechanical workshop."

"Crush injury?"

"Well, I was supposed to send it to the hospital below, but our director wants to come here. The green channel, the medical expenses outside the medical insurance are free, and I can give the family members a sigh of relief." The doctor of the Second Affiliated Hospital blushed and said, "Doctor Ling is a What about a good man, he also helped others with surgery and helped them solve their family financial problems.”

Listening to the other party's words, Kong Minghui took a step back to express his position before saying, "Isn't there a factory claiming compensation for this kind of work-related injury?"

"You can't pay much for a broken finger, and it's a regular factory, and there are insurance companies to pay for it. If it's all like this, the family members can definitely save a little bit." The doctor of the Second Affiliated Hospital paused and looked up and down. Kong Minghui said, "Don't be too sentimental, you and Dr. Ling are incomparable."

Kong Minghui is also a person with a small temper. At that moment, he was not convinced: "I..."

"You haven't studied orthopedics, have you?" A doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital interrupted him.

Kong Minghui didn't know, so he said with some contempt: "I'm a foreigner."

"It's so miserable. I chose the department when I was young and ignorant." The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital laughed twice, and before Kong Minghui could answer, he said, "You probably didn't understand Dr. Ling's surgery. That's our orthopedic department over there." The deputy high-ranking officer came over and took a look and couldn't leave."

Even if he is a sub-high in orthopedics, his skills are still better than those of the attending doctors.

In fact, because the technology of orthopedics is simple and intuitive, the deputy high is more mature than other departments.

Kong Minghui recalled the discussion between the two just now, he came to understand a little bit, and said, "Dr. Ling's blood vessel suturing is very good."

"Well, I have some vision." The orthopedic doctor of the Second Affiliated Hospital joked.

"Orthopedics now has to talk about technology, it's not easy for everyone." Kong Minghui clicked his tongue twice, and consciously moved back to the situation.

The doctor of the Second Affiliated Hospital looked back at him: "You can go back and search for Dr. Ling's articles, even if you are in a district hospital, you still need to understand the industry trends."

After speaking, he took two steps to the side, expressing his unwillingness to pay attention to your attitude.

...

Kong Minghui returned to Donghuang District Hospital.

Although general surgeons can attack orthopedic surgeons with "You carpenter" and comfort themselves with "Ditching shit is also serving the people", but in this world of laughing at the poor but not laughing at the prostitutes, the orthopedic surgeon earns the most money. is a fact that makes all doctors sad,

Why can the director of orthopedics be reported by Xiao Wu?

What Kong Minghui cared more about was Ling Ran's technical problems, and to put it further, it was the director's surgery effect.

Kong Minghui is the attending doctor of the deputy chief physician Tai Xian's treatment group. If the deputy seniors separate, he will probably follow Tai Xian. In theory, this is a good thing for him, which means that he has a higher Chances of being rated as deputy chief physician earlier.

However, if the director's operation works well and he can continue to work for four or five years, the situation will be completely different. If he is dancing happily now, he may be unlucky.

In Kong Minghui's impression, Comrade Xu Jinyi, the director, was rather harsh. Among other things, just looking at the fact that Donghuang District Hospital has not recruited people in the past few years, it is all for themselves to pay more money, so that the residents and attending doctors below will be forced to die of exhaustion. As an intern and a training doctor, Kong Minghui couldn't hold on anymore.

Such a big director, if the deceased returns, it is not surprising that the two deputy directors are forced to vent their anger. Kong Minghui has already thought out the method for the director. One will be sent to the outpatient clinic for a month, and then he will be sent to the doctor to go to the countryside when he feels like vomiting. , the other was sent to the doctor to go to the countryside for a month, and then sent to the outpatient clinic until he felt sick.

Thinking of this, Kong Minghui couldn't help but be fascinated by the day when he becomes the director in the future.

the next day.

morning.

A large number of doctors concentrated in the operation area of ​​the Second Affiliated Hospital.

There are not only doctors from Donghuang District Hospital, but also doctors from the Second Affiliated Hospital and other hospitals. Everyone formed a group and whispered kind words in a low voice:

"Surgery at 5 o'clock in the morning is a bit perverted."

"Patients and nurses will start preparing after one o'clock in the morning."

"Has Ling Ran arrived? Why didn't you see him?"

"Doctor Ling is eating tofu fried dough sticks downstairs." A female doctor swiped WeChat with her mobile phone and said subconsciously.

"Hey, didn't you come here?" Kong Minghui couldn't help walking over, frowning and said: "The patient is about to start preparing, and the chief surgeon is eating tofu nao?"

The female doctor curled her lips: "Dr. Ling had an emergency operation yesterday night, can't you just take a rest?"

"Is it reasonable to perform an operation on Director Xu after one night's operation?"

"Dr. Ling finished the operation and went to eat breakfast after waking up. This is his habit..." Not only the female doctor here, but also other medical staff began to help speak.

Kong Minghui had no choice but to calm down, pretending not to hear, and waiting silently.

In the ward.

Xu Jinyi was talking softly with his wife and children.

Xu's wife, Xue Haizhen, works in a bank. On the outside, she is also a experienced woman, but at this moment, tears are streaming down her face.

Xu Jinyi wiped her tears with a smile: "Aren't you happy when I said two days ago that I'm going to have an operation, why are you unhappy now that I'm going to have an operation?"

"Can that be the same?"

"Why is it different?"

Xue Haizhen shook her head.

Xu Jinyi still smiled: "Don't cry, it's just a minor operation. To be honest, I've done this operation myself, I don't know how much..."

Xue Haizhen cried louder, causing her fourteen-year-old daughter to cry too: "Dad, I will be obedient from now on, you need to get better."

Xu Jinyi felt very relieved: "Xiaoya, good boy, if you say that, Dad must be fine."

"It must be good."

"Okay. You promised."

"Promise. I promise, you promise too?" Xu Jinyi seemed to have returned to many years ago. At that time, the daughter who had not rebelled was still so cute and playful.

"I promise." The daughter choked with tears and said loudly, "Daddy, if you get better, I won't be in a relationship anymore!"

Xu Jinyi's eyebrows trembled: "Are you in a relationship?"

The daughter was stunned, lowered her head, cried on her stomach, and then raised her head: "Dad, I'll break up with you when you recover!"

boom.

There was a thunderstorm in the sky, and there seemed to be signs of rain.

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