Zheng Qi and Pan Jinyue came to the rehabilitation room of hand surgery, talking and laughing, and started the daily routine training.
His hand has basically healed, and he left the hospital early. In fact, his rehabilitation can also be carried out at home. However, under the strong request of his wife and brother Pan Hua, he came to Yunyi only a few days later. Check it in the room and do some movement correction.
A few minutes later, Pan Hua came quickly after receiving the news.
"Oh, everyone said you don't want to come here, just keep busy with your work." Elder sister Pan Jinyue said happily and distressedly: "You are so busy every day, leave us alone."
"I just came to take a look." Pan Hua greeted his brother-in-law Zheng Qi with a smile again, and then asked, "How is your hand? How do you feel?"
"Occasionally it's a little itchy, but it's good to move around again. However, there is still a little numbness on the inside of the index finger." Zheng Qi seriously recalled that he could feel a little discomfort in his hand.
"The itching is new. This may be a psychological factor, or it may be a pure neurological symptom. You can let it go for a while, and then observe and observe. If the numbness on the inside of the index finger is not serious, it doesn't matter. This is nerve damage. After a while, your own neural compensation will solve the problem..." Pan Hua introduced the explanation again, even though many of them were said before, Pan Jinyue and Zheng Qi still listened very carefully.
"What about the nerve damage, all the nerves are hurt, is it okay?"
"It's just a small nerve. The big nerves are all taken care of for you. The small nerves can be compensated for."
"Compensation means that other nerves are helping, right? Will the other nerves be exhausted?"
"No, all of us have enough nerves. You can use it for a lifetime if you don't use it, and you can use it for a lifetime."
"That's good, that's good..."
While explaining, while looking at his sister and brother-in-law, Pan Hua suddenly felt a little emotional. There is a famous saying in the medical field, which is the epitaph of the American doctor Crudo: sometimes to heal, often to help, always to comfort...
Pan Hua often listens to old doctors, but rarely thinks about it. He is the only doctor in Yunyi who can do tang method, or at least the only doctor who can do tang method. He is more willing to spend all his time on healing, helping and comforting, but he rarely touches it.
However, what his brother-in-law Zheng Qi and sister Pan Jinhua need most now is comfort, then help, and finally healing.
Healing is a thing of the past, comfort is the norm.
Pan Hua thought at this moment, the reason why they were willing to spend more than an hour from home to the hospital for rehabilitation, what they most wanted was comfort.
Thinking of this, Pan Hua smiled, and said, "Sister, brother-in-law, you don't have to worry too much. Brother-in-law's flexor tendon is sutured very well. Didn't we take an MRI later? The flexor tendon is long and thick It’s less than 0.1mm, which is far from the standard of adhesion, so you don’t have to worry about it.”
Pan Jinyue and Zheng Qi looked at each other and asked, "Is it really good at sewing?"
"The sewing is good, and you are recovering well, just recover slowly now." Pan Hua said with absolute certainty.
Pan Jinyue sounded as if she had made up her mind, she looked at her husband Zheng Qi, and said to her younger brother Pan Hua: "Then we want to send a pennant to the chief surgeon."
Pan Hua's thinking was instantly confused, sending a pennant? Who is the pennant given to? Could it be a pennant for Ling Ran
Pan Jinyue said again: "Didn't you say, Hua Zi, that the doctor's favorite gift is a pennant? We give pennants to others."
In the last sentence, Pan Jinyue showed her sister's majesty again.
"That..." Pan Hua didn't know what to say. Then he turned his head and saw the palm of his brother-in-law, and his thoughts calmed down again. No matter what, he really cured Zheng Qi's hand.
The suture of the flexor tendon can make almost no adhesion, and Pan Hua himself knows how difficult it is.
Let alone a pennant, if anyone can achieve this level, no matter how many pennants are worth it.
Pan Hua sighed secretly, and said again: "If you want to send a pennant, I will not show up. After all, I am not from the same department."
"No, no, no." Zheng Qi, who haunts the construction site all year round, is well-versed in dealing with the world, and he will never make Pan Hua difficult.
…
In Yunyi's meeting room.
Zou Yawen, a reporter from "Yunhua Daily", drenched her saliva with tea and chatted with Ling Ran in a low voice, occasionally covering her mouth with a chuckle.
Zou Yawen didn't blindly pretend to be a lady. The old-fashioned plot of waiting for a man to chase her has long been behind the development of the times, let alone facing a handsome guy like Ling Ran who is likely to be well-informed.
On the surface, Zou Yawen looks like an intellectual woman, like a newspaper reporter, but in private, she has already tried to rub Ling Ran's trouser legs with her feet.
"What Doctor Ling said is really interesting..."
"Doctor Ling, tell me about the most impressive thing you have done since you became a doctor."
"Doctor Ling's medical skills are amazing."
Zou Yawen was half interviewing and half complimenting. As for Fei Zhou and other deputy chief physicians who were interviewed together, they were asked a few questions by Zou Yawen, but they chose to ignore them.
Readers have long lost interest in such middle-aged ordinary men without baldness. Interview them for their stories... who cares
Don't look at reports such as "Stories of Ordinary People", which spread all over the world, but judging from the sales volume, they will not have the slightest effect. Ordinary people don't want to see ordinary people's lives, they know what ordinary people's lives are like.
If necessary, they can also open their circle of friends and see the lives of the people around them, most of whom are ordinary people.
A big media like "Yunhua Daily" needs a handsome doctor like Ling Ran most. It is a man like Ling Ran who is skilled, attractive, and has a unique personality. to the photo.
Zou Yawen kept smiling, pushed the recording pen forward, and asked with a smile in front of the doctors: "What kind of girlfriend is Dr. Ling's ideal type? By the way, does Dr. Ling have a girlfriend?" "
Feeling speechless, Fei Zhou, who hadn't been asked for a long time, stood up: "If there is nothing else, I'll go back first."
He opened the meeting room door on his own, but took a few steps back.
A pennant wider than a person followed Fei Zhou's pace and stuffed in.
"Doctor Ling is here." Zheng Qi held up the banner and asked people along the way, so that there were several curious medical staff behind him.
Ling Ran stood up, and Zou Yawen smelled the news, she hooked her hand to signal the photographer to step forward, and she was also ready to step forward for an interview.
"Doctor Ling, thank you for sewing my hand." Zheng Qi spotted Ling Ran, clasped his hand tightly with both hands, and shook it vigorously. After a while.
Zheng Qi is a businessman with a background in painting. If the fingers are abolished, it means that ten stops of martial arts have been abolished by three stops. Now that he can use his fingers smoothly, Zheng Qi's thanks are from the bottom of his heart, especially for cooperating with taking pictures.
Zou Yawen saw that there was a door, and hurriedly said, "Sir, can you tell me your story."
Zheng Qi nodded, and said: "The thumb, index finger, and middle finger of my right hand were all cut. The flexor tendon was injured. When I was in the car, I was told that this place was not sewn properly, and my fingers could be stretched but not bent. No, I can’t use it anymore. Later, when I was doing rehabilitation, I saw the patient’s fingers, and I couldn’t use any force... "
"So, you want to send a pennant to Dr. Ling today?"
"I'm mainly here to deliver the crayfish, and then perform a show." Zheng Qi turned around and took out the crayfish, and said, "Doctor Ling, I didn't know there are so many people here, and the takeaways are a little less..."
With that said, Zheng Qi handed the banner to his wife Pan Jinyue, opened the takeaway box by himself, put on the gloves skillfully, then peeled off a crayfish in front of everyone, and gently placed it in front of Ling Ran.
Zou Yawen's little mouth became O-shaped in excitement, and countless news topics appeared in her mind.