"Yang Zi, go and help me get the small sewing box, I want the blue one." Boss Shao shouted again, and the clerk who was cutting the mutton slices put down the meat cleaver and brought a small medical box over.
"All the sutures you want are inside, and the scar doesn't matter anymore. The crock pot will inevitably be broken. I can continue to barbecue." Shao Jian said, but his eyes were fixed on Ling Ran's movements, obviously a little concerned of.
Ling Ran opened the small blue box by himself, found gauze tweezers, scissors and other things, opened a new bottle of iodophor, said "start", and started to operate silently.
The one that was poked into the back of the hand had to be taken out, the wound had to be cleaned up, and anesthesia could not be used for debridement, which made Shao Jian grin his teeth for a while.
When it was time to sew up, Ling Ran rummaged through the box again and asked, "Is there no anesthetic?"
"I don't run a hospital..." Shao Jian smiled helplessly.
Ling Ran looked at him firmly.
"Anesthetics are not easy to use, so don't use them today. The doctor also said before that it is not good to use anesthetics too much, it is easy to be addicted, so let's just sew it like this." Shao Jian gritted his teeth.
"Okay, I'll prepare two extra pieces of gauze." Ling Ran nodded slightly. The use of anesthetics for sutures is an inherent concept among Chinese people, and many foreigners do not use anesthetics when suturing. Of course, it’s not that foreigners are not afraid of pain. It’s just that some foreigners are addicted to drugs and dare not take injections. Some countries with universal health care lack medical care and medicine, and they have to wait three to four hours for anesthesia. Some foreigners can’t afford to wait.
Shao Jian asked very attentively: "Why do you need to prepare more gauze?"
"I'm afraid that if you struggle in too much pain, the blood flow will increase faster, or the wound will be broken." Ling Ran called Wang Zhuangyong and Chen Wanhao who were waiting for help.
Shao Jian's eyes widened.
It's one thing to get used to it, but it still hurts.
Wang Zhuangyong and Chen Wanhao had been interns for several months, and they hadn't had their turn to sew human skin yet. They were so excited that they were dying, but they could only sprinkle some disinfectant or something, and then looked at Shao Jian eagerly.
"Doctor Ling, you can sew for me yourself." Shao Jiansheng was afraid that Ling Ran would hand him over to practice. Although he often practiced for doctors, the intern was too low-end.
Ling Ran nodded. Even if Shao Jian didn't say anything, he would sew it up himself.
For debridement and sutures, it doesn't matter if the area is a little bigger, it's just that the scar is more ugly, but Shao Jian's wound is relatively deep, which is not suitable for beginners to practice.
Ling Ran chose relatively thick No. 0 thread for Shao Jian to sew.
Shao Jian is a man who has to work to pay off his debts. It is impossible for him to wait for his recovery without touching his fingers. The tension resistance of the sutures must be guaranteed. Of course, there is no need for a thread that is too thick, since the tensile strength of the thread exceeds the strength of the tissue, it is meaningless.
Taking advantage of the time Boss Shao was gritting his teeth to endure, Ling Ran quickly completed the stitching, so that others didn't even react too much.
Chen Wanhao took a deep look at Ling Ran and said, "Ling Ran, you have changed."
"Huh?" Ling Ran did the bandaging.
Chen Wanhao said: "In the past, when you were in school, your characteristic was handsome, mine was rich, and Wang Zhuangyong's characteristic was mother, but now you have become faster..."
"Hey, do you believe that I will stab you to death with a meat stick?" Wang Zhuangyong, who was said to be a mother, pinched an iron stick with his thumb and middle finger, which was better than flying with three fingers, and his hands were like orchid fingers.
"Zhuang Yong, only your character design is not broken, and mine is about to fail." Chen Wanhao gently pressed down the iron sign, sighed, and said, "Forget it, I was going to work before I bought a car. Yes, just buy it in advance, I guess if I spend all my pocket money, I can buy a mid-range BMW 5 Series... "
"You don't have a parking space." Seeing that his hands were wrapped, Boss Shao felt relieved, and kindly explained to Chen Wanhao: "The parking spaces in your hospital are only for working doctors, and you have to go to the Medical Administration Department to apply, interns Unable to apply."
Chen Wanhao was stunned for a few seconds, and asked suspiciously, "You know all of this?"
"Of course, I also wanted to apply for a parking space in the past. Temporary parking spaces are often not available..." Boss Shao said it as a matter of course, and then saw that Ling Ran had finished bandaging, thanked him repeatedly, and said: "You guys are free of charge for this table today, Yang Son, here are two servings of tripe."
The tripe is tender and chewy, which is most suitable for young people.
Ling Ran, Chen Wanhao, and Wang Zhuangyong ate bucket after bucket.
Boss Shao didn't care too much, and when they finished eating two barrels, he would serve another two barrels.
The cost of 200 skewers of tripe is about the same as two bottles of iodophor, which Boss Shao can still afford.
In addition to the tripe, there are also meat skewers that are kept coming up.
The meat skewers in Shao’s restaurant are all small pieces of meat, the meat is freshly picked mutton, the main ones to buy are tender, and the seasoning is well seasoned, which is very popular among diners.
There were too many people buying, and Boss Shao was injured again, so the supply of meat skewers was a bit short of demand, and only a few skewers were available occasionally, so they hurriedly brought them to Ling Ran and others.
The three of them didn't take it seriously, and they just ate barbecue with tripe, and then drank some fat house happy water, and the whole person would be sublimated.
"By the way, shouldn't I get a shot of tetanus?" Wang Zhuangyong stuffed his belly before suddenly thinking about it.
Before Ling Ran could speak, Boss Shao's voice floated from afar: "I have been immunized against tetanus vaccine for the whole process, and just one shot every 10 years is enough."
"Boss Shao used to be a doctor." Wang Zhuangyong patted his thigh, popped out an orchid finger, and said, "I knew it must be because being a doctor was too hard, so I changed my career. Like me writing medical records every day recently, my skin has become rough gone."
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the next day.
Ling Ran drove a hand-washed black Jetta to work, and asked to arrange five surgeries, which aroused discussion among the nurses again.
The focus of everyone's discussion is naturally not the five surgeries. In the past month, Ling Ran has often completed five or six surgeries in one day. Now that Director Pan has returned to Japan to continue his studies, and the tendon suture in Yunhua Emergency Department has been recognized by colleagues, it is possible for Ling Ran to continue to increase the number of surgeries.
However, the little nurses didn't care about the amount of surgery. They cared more about the Jetta that Ling Ran drove to work.
"Dr. Ling is still in the internship period, which means he is still in college. He drives a car now, which means that his family is in a good condition." A pretty young nurse seriously commented.
"I heard that Dr. Ling drives a second-hand car, which is not very expensive. I was told that it is similar to Santana." Another pretty little nurse seriously commented.
"What's wrong with the second-hand car? The second-hand car is clean, and it can still keep out the wind and rain. Buying a second-hand car is better than buying a good car to deceive girls. It shows that Dr. Ling is a person in charge. "Another pretty little nurse seriously commented.
Hearing what she said, the interest in chatting among the nurses was aroused.
Several nurses who had been resting in the nurse's station also happily sat behind the nurse's station and participated in the topic:
"Dr. Ling's operation fee last month can be used to buy the car he is driving now, so maybe Dr. Ling bought the car himself. Oh, it is really easy to say that a man who buys a car with a deposit , It sounds like a sense of security."
"If you have a car, if you go out with Dr. Ling, you can go to a farther place. It's great."
"That also requires Dr. Ling to be willing to hang out with you."
"Anyway, Dr. Ling also owns a car. Hey, tell me, after Dr. Ling has a car, will he be tricked by the coquettish bastards outside?"
The topic changed so quickly, and it was so close to life, it immediately made everyone think.
"Hey, you said how about we organize an event and hang out together?"
Little nurse Wang Jia happily made a suggestion. She is Ling Ran's preferred instrument nurse in the operating room. She often interacts with Dr. Ling at work. She has tried things like touching her small hands when passing instruments, touching Dr. Ling's broad chest when she is sweating, and so on. Outside of the hospital, she had never been with Dr. Ling, so she was the most active at this time.
The relatively older Nurse Liu looked at them with a smile on her face, but said decisively: "Parties are strictly prohibited, don't hit the muzzle."
"Let's spend our own money aa."
"Aa is not allowed either." Nurse Liu said: "The last time someone held a birthday party in the province, they were warned."
"Warning is warning." Wang Jia pouted.
"Talk to the head nurse and see if you will be assigned a night shift for a month." Nurse Liu snorted softly.
A group of young nurses stopped talking and only exchanged glances in private.