Great Doctor Ling Ran

Chapter 92: Where do you want to live

For a few days, Pan Hua rushed to different hospitals.

Tong Qingying University Hospital is quite famous, especially in East and Southeast Asia. It can basically be regarded as a top hospital. Hashimoto Shiro, as the second-largest orthopedist at Keio University Hospital, often handles patients from places such as Shin Matei, China and Vietnam.

For the orthopedic patients who have money and rights in Changxi Province, since they have encountered Shiro Hashimoto, they will naturally ask him to take a look.

Hashimoto Hiroshi also did a good job. With no psychological burden, he prescribed a few prescriptions and started to perform a hip replacement operation, which received unanimous praise.

Pan Hua followed Hashimoto as a helper, which was familiar, and was recognized by many leaders of the health system.

After a full three-day trip, Pan Hua went to Yunhua Hospital again, feeling happy.

He admits that Ling Ran has better talents in tang stitching and the current technology is better. However, being a doctor is not just a surgery. It is also important to communicate with other parties. It is very important. Furthermore, Ling Ran only understands tang suture, which is a powerful specialist at best.

Pan Hua sat in his familiar seat, looking around and looking forward, very miss.

Hand surgery is the dominant department of Yunhua Hospital. Unlike the emergency department, all doctors are housed in a large open office. Any director or chief physician can have his own small office. Although the deputy director does not have a separate small room, There are also half-height green plants to separate the locations, which are both spacious and private.

The most important thing is that each deputy director is surrounded by subordinate doctors of the same treatment group, which is convenient for management and easy to tolerate. It is very humane. When some chief physicians are okay, they like to come and enjoy it.

Pan Hua spent so long in Benzi's hospital. Every day I held Hashimoto Shiro's stinky feet. Occasionally, I had the opportunity to support the professor's stinky feet. He was also physically and mentally exhausted and needed mental energy.

He leaned back on the chair with his whole body relaxed, and as soon as he pushed his feet, the computer chair marked the green planting area. The doctors at the lower levels immediately raised their ears.

"It's still comfortable in the country. When you see something, you don't have to think about how to say it in Japanese, and you don't need to say hello." Pan Hua pillowed the chair around his neck and looked at the ceiling to start the conversation.

"The Japanese are too fake 惺惺."

"That is to say, and the doctor has to bow to the patient, but after entering the operating room, it is not the case." Pan Hua froze and groaned casually.

"Is the Japanese **** in the operating room?" The deputy director next door asked.

"The operating room they have is monitored, and if the special needs patients have the right, the family can still see the operation."

"Is it possible to mess up in the operating room without monitoring?" The deputy director smiled hesitantly.

Pan Hua finally came to his senses, hey, and a contented sigh: "It's still good at home. If you go to study abroad, your sense of humor will be polished."

A few lower-level doctors who didn't talk to each other, quickly laughed in cooperation.

Pan Hua stretched himself again, teasing himself: "I don't know how many patients the emergency department has robbed me of this trip."

"Wait for you, they won't be able to grab it." A doctor chuckled.

"En" Pan Hua for a few seconds and asked: "How many flexor tendon sutures have he done in the past few days? I mean Ling Ran."

No one wants to touch the mold. The junior doctors all around are silent.

"Little iron, you say." Pan Hua directly named.

"Let's take those 24 examples." Xiao Tie was the attending doctor brought by Pan Hua, touching his head, and was helpless to answer.

"唔" Pan Hua pressed his inner surprise, put his hand in his pocket, and clenched his fist tightly.

On average, 6 flexor tendon sutures were performed daily. To be honest, Pan Hua had never thought of it before.

Even if 6 cases of flexor tendon sutures are single-finger sutures, 6 cases a day can bring the surgeon down, let alone four consecutive days.

I say nothing else, I always wear a microscope, and I will feel dizzy when I wear it for a day. My eyes can bear it, and my ears and head have to resist.

However, Pan Hua had watched Ling Ran's surgery video and knew that he had had four cases a day and five cases a day before, and it was not unthinkable to add another case.

No, it's still hard to imagine.

潘 In the concept of Pan Hua, the chief surgeon sutured three flexor tendons a day, even though he was diligent, four cases could only be said to be marginal, and five cases were the limits. Even if the surgeon is going to do it, the hospital usually does not arrange so many operations.

In fact, the surgeon will not ask to do five cases a day. The surgeon who can suture the flexor tendon will be at least 40 years old, and he will be dead if he stands for more than ten hours.

Pan Hua's thinking paused suddenly.

"Ling Ran is 22 years old?" Pan Huayi asked.

"Yes." Xiao Tie looked at both sides, and no one answered, and he could only grumble a bit.

确实 He did feel wronged, what he answered was the information that everyone knew, and on what basis he had to bear Pan Hua's storm.

Pan Hua's inner taste is mixed.

A 40-year-old middle-aged person has the deepest feelings for his body.

I want to say standing surgery. 20 years ago, Pan Hua was able to stand ten hours a day. Unfortunately, at that time, he only had physical strength and no skills. He stood for ten hours a day, that is, pulling a hook, sucking one or two, and occasionally knotting and sewing a skin, and he was as if he had eaten three pounds of crayfish for nothing. .

The so-called soothing knots and rewarding sutures run through Pan Hua's first five years.

"Go, see Ling Ran's surgery." Pan Hua stood up, put on a white coat and left.

Xiao Xie stunned, and hurried to follow, and said, "Director Pan, just go like this."

"Don't go to the ward, go to the operating room to see if it's okay?" Pan Hua kept walking.

In fact, doctors often run around in different operating rooms, especially extroverted doctors. When the operation is boring, the rest room ca n’t be done at all. It ’s like walking through the door. .

The top three hospitals in the ordinary level all adopt the operation floor model. The operating room is concentrated on one floor for easy management. The larger hospitals are actually the same. Which department has the capacity to expand to the extent that it can use one floor. Then they will get the operating room on the first floor.

China is quite willing to invest in infrastructure.

However, whether it is a large hospital or a small hospital, the flow in the operating room is very frequent, whether the doctor is bored, whether it is to learn a certain operation, or to understand the situation of other departments, it is difficult for the hospital to prohibit this behavior. .

Pan Hua arrived in the operating room of the emergency department, asked to change his clothes, and broke in.

The operating room had to call Huo Congjun in a hurry and keep up with Pan Hua silently.

Ling Ran was doing so hot in the operating room.

Pan Hua's arrival urged Ling Ran virtually.

On this map of Yunyun Hua, there are so many patients with flexor tendon injuries that can be brushed out every day. He can now enjoy it alone, which does not mean that he can always enjoy it alone.

然 While you can, try to brush as much as possible and open some boxes as much as possible. This is Ling Ran's main idea.

Coupled with Ling Ran's more and more skilled, the time required to perform 6 flexor tendon operations every day is almost the same as that of the previous 5 units. Sleep in the dormitory at night.

Pan Hua watched for a few minutes outside the operating room, stepped on the door again, and walked inside.

Wu Lingran looked up, only nodded, but did not speak.

Pan Hua didn't bother to say hello, the two would do it one by one, and watch the other.

"Scissors."

"Vascular forceps."

"Gauze."

Ling Ran talked occasionally, and the rest of the time was buried in surgery, which is completely different from the scenes of joking in other operating rooms.

Lu Wenbin and others are also used to it, and they bow their heads to work.

Ling Ran's heart is not unpleasant.

His favorite environment is not a lonely environment in which a person is alone, although he doesn't hate it.

However, to like it, Ling Ran's favorite is that there are many people around, but everyone is quiet, silent and observing the order.

There are always some doctors who like the operating room, some doctors hate the operating room, and some doctors only use it as a normal workplace. For Ling Ran, the operating room is simply his wanting Mercedes-Benz stadium. Of course, this No noise, no running, jumping and rolling, no chat, no stinking sweat or spitting

Ling Ran did not speak, Pan Hua did not speak, the assistants felt the pressure was great, the atmosphere was dignified, and even breathing became tense.

Ling Ran's surgery, Pan Hua has seen it countless times.

来看 Looking at the scene, he feels more familiar, only that there is not much change from the video. He even knows what Ling Ran will do next and what

But this is exactly what Pan Hua felt more shocked.

Surgery is practiced and practiced, and surgery is not a secret of martial arts. In this age of information, anyone who wants to see it can always see it, and there is much less that they can do.

So far, Ling Ran has so far completed 100 tang sutures.

This quantity and quality cannot be ignored in any country or region.

Pan Hua looked at Ling Ran's easy-going appearance. It is conceivable how Ling Ran secretly accumulated the number of surgical units during the time he left for further studies, and Ling Ran will continue to accumulate in the next time. .

66 operations a day, which means that 100, 120 or more can be completed in a month.

华 Pan Hua is at Keio University School of Medicine. Although he can be exposed to the world's advanced technology and medical ideas every day, in terms of the number of surgical units, it is not possible to complete 6 units in a month.

Alas.

Pan Hua opened the door and left the operating room.

"Oh? Don't watch?" Xiao Tie froze, and then smiled stiffly at Ling Ran who turned his face and hurried out of the operating room.

"Little iron." Pan Hua waited in the corridor outside the operating room.

"Director Pan."

"You also have to fight for more surgery. I can still stay in China for a few days. In these days, I will try to take you a few more days, mainly you. Then I will continue to study in Japan." Pan Hua said very emotionally, It's also quite touching.

If they had brought more small irons earlier, it is estimated that there was nothing wrong with Huo Congjun's emergency department, let alone Ling Ran who would only be a surgical doctor.

Xiao Xiaotie was too late to be happy, and nodded quickly, saying, "I'll be in the hospital these days."

"Not only these days, during my time in Japan to study, you also

呆 24 hours in the hospital on call. "

"Uh? 24 hours?"

怎么 "Why, can't you?" Pan Huarong whispered, "When you were the chief physician, didn't you wait in the hospital 24 hours a day?"

"I haven't been hospitalized anymore." Xiao Tie's voice was getting lower and lower in the eyes of Pan Hua: "Director Pan, I was single when I was in hospital. I now have my wife and children and stay in the hospital 24 hours , Or you're single again "

Pan Hua could not breathe in one place, and said helplessly: "Then, for a few hours a day, coax my wife."

"Director Pan"

"What's the matter!"

"I have to tutor the children for homework, make a meal, and do some sanitation and laundry"

"Endless? Do you know how hard Japanese doctors work?"

"Yes it is that ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ mainly my wife also has a job"

Pan Hua heard a sigh and said, "In this way, I teach you, ask her if you want a promising doctor's husband, or a lifelong attendant. Tell your wife well that women are also reasonable."

"Okay." Xiao Tie was guided by the respected doctor and had more confidence. He followed Pan Hua out of the building and saw that he wanted to take a taxi. He quickly and enthusiastically said, "Director Pan, are you home? My car Just stop and let me see you. "

"No home, go to Hilton." Pan Hua nodded slightly.

"Want to find Mr. Hashimoto now?" Xiaotie's eyes were a little strange.

Pan Hua felt the need to explain and said softly, "I'm staying in a hotel today."

"Hey, isn't it easy for the country to be homeless?"

"Why is your tone like my wife?" Pan Hua said, "What, Lao Tzu is also working, not for fun or vacation."

After a pause, Pan Hua put away a runaway expression and grinned two times, saying, "Xiaotie, let me tell you, a man must have a firm will and a spirit of indomitable spirit in order to do a career. He can't listen to his wife. It doesn't matter if I get kicked out of the house, I live in Hilton. "

Biao Xiaotie said with "En", and then said, "Director, my salary is not enough to live in Hilton."

"Look a little longer." Pan Hua patted Xiao Tie on the shoulder, and said, "I used to live in the guest house before, but later I lived with my brother-in-law's house. It's okay, come here after suffering, wait for you to be the deputy director, use Within a few years, if you want to live in Hilton, you live in Hilton, if you want to live in Sheraton, you live in Sheraton. "

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