For several days in a row, Ling Ran did not undergo another operation.
Microsurgery is indeed a very labor-intensive operation. Even if there is energy potion, it can only make up for the exhaustion of Ling Ran's physical and mental strength, and there is no way to supplement the consumption of concentration and other aspects.
After resting, Ling Ran was unavoidably exhausted.
Lu Wenbin and the others were naturally overjoyed, and quickly completed the medical records owed a few days ago as much as possible, and worked overtime so that they could have time to write some papers and the like.
Ling Ran also sent his "Surgical Exploration of the Key Points of Tang Suture" to the "Chinese Journal of Hand Surgery". This time, he asked Professor Wang Haiyang to pay attention, and he will surely get the news as soon as possible.
"Key Points of Cervical Spine Massage: Exploration of 450 Cases of Massage, Muscle, Tendon, and Osteopathic Massage" was sent by Ling Ran to the core "Journal of Massage and Rehabilitation Medicine". The citations are hard to tell, which is slightly disappointing.
In addition, Su Jiafu's paper was also published with the help of Yu Yuan. The first authors were Su Jiafu and Ling Ran, and the second author was Yu Yuan.
It can be said that Ling Ran's center of gravity was slightly shifted, so he simply stayed in the treatment room and rescue room of the emergency department for a while, followed Dr. Zhou to perform several rescues, most of them were successful, but failures were inevitable.
For Ling Ran, the rescue skills don't need the skills given by the system anymore. At least the basic rescue skills are not difficult, such as inserting a throat tube. After doing it twice, he will be relatively proficient.
Best of all, technology in the emergency room is not as blaming as it is in the operating room. In the process of saving lives, many people cannot guarantee that the skills are accurate and precise. As for ordinary minor injuries, it is even easier.
Now that Ling Ran has a lot of experience in surgical operations, he can't be said to be able to handle surgical emergencies with ease, and mistakes and omissions can be said to be extremely rare. Occasionally, an internal medicine illness would hit his hands, but Ling Ran could still make a correct judgment and take medicine and injections to send him back, or... call someone.
In such a relaxed atmosphere, Ling Ran ushered in a new round of intern department rotation.
That morning, a row of 12 interns came to the lobby of the emergency department, and started to work under the arrangement of the not-so-gentle nurse.
By the time Ling Ran, who was not on rotation, came to work, the new interns had already started cleaning.
The most active one is Wang Zhuangyong.
Unlike the students who just started their internship, Wang Zhuangyong, who has rotated through two departments, now understands the way of survival of the hospital.
As the lowest-level means of production, Wang Zhuangyong gradually realized the importance of working hard.
Of course, if you know what you know, how to do it is another matter.
Wang Zhuangyong does not have any good skills. Like most interns, he is just a medical student who has studied for 4 years. He knows what the young doctors in the department know. The senior doctors know more details. The preparation of teaching materials.
In this case, in order to show his hard-working character, Wang Zhuangyong had no choice but to adopt the most vulgar routine: hygiene.
In the clinical laboratory, Wang Zhuangyong didn't quite understand this truth. He just watched two students who were extraordinarily hardworking. They went out early and returned late and were favored by the doctors. They learned a lot of extra things.
After arriving at the second neurology department on rotation, Wang Zhuangyong discovered that 4 students started to leave early and return late to work. The sanitation of the ward was done by nurses, and the floors of the office were also cleaned by special personnel. The environment that students can touch is mainly the doctor's lounge, as well as the desktop, reference room and conference room, etc.
The place is small, there are few tasks, and there are many people who want to do it, so competition will naturally arise.
Wang Zhuangyong has to get up as early as possible every day in the Department of Neurology to get more cleaning opportunities.
However, few jobs are divided by many people, and no one can repeat the good luck of the first wave of internships.
After entering the emergency department, Wang Zhuangyong's attitude became more positive.
Although a total of 6 students joined the health defense battle in this round, the emergency department has a large area and a large scale, and Wang Zhuangyong felt that he still had some opportunities.
"Are you an intern?" A doctor took a fancy to Wang Zhuangyong, who was working hard.
Wang Zhuangyong is familiar with this tone.
In his opinion, interns are like part-time workers in the labor market, and doctors and nurses are like contractors. The part-time workers have to show off their muscles to prove themselves and try to get the name of the contractor.
The difference is that the contractors in the hospital do not give money to exploit day laborers, and at most they only pay for one meal.
"I'm an intern." Wang Zhuangyong still answered positively.
"Come and do me a favor." The doctor caught the young man, turned around and left.
Wang Zhuangyong quickly followed.
"Put on the white coat and check the room with me before doing anything else." The doctor paused and said, "My name is Lu Wenbin, you can just call me Dr. Lu."
"Okay, Doctor Lu." When Wang Zhuangyong spoke one-on-one, his voice was a bit tactful.
Lu Wenbin raised his eyebrows and frowned, but said nothing.
The rounds of nearly 30 people took more than half an hour. Lu Wenbin only asked a few questions about most of the patients he was familiar with, and only the key patients received treatment such as physical examination.
Most of the patients who filled the wards have been hospitalized for more than a week or two, and their condition is basically stable. If they are in other departments, they will start to drive them away if they are not guaranteed. But in the project of replanting severed fingers, two weeks can only be said to be out of danger, and there is still a long way to go before the disease is cured.
Wang Zhuangyong was quite happy.
For the interns, it would be great to be able to follow the ward rounds. After all, seeing the patients in real life is much more interesting than the theory in the classroom.
Lu Wenbin saw that the new interns were still happy after eating the bait, so he smiled happily and said, "Come on, the ward rounds are here, follow me to wash some things."
After speaking, he brought Wang Zhuangyong into a room, pointed to a pot of pig's trotters on the table and said, "Wash them all, pluck out the hair, and there is half a pot of chicken feet, you wash them all." Cut your nails later."
Wang Zhuangyong looked at the overwhelmed kitchen ingredients, and asked in puzzlement, "What are pig's trotters used for?"
"What can pig's trotters be used for?" Lu Wenbin smiled angrily.
"Experimental materials?" Wang Zhuangyong asked tentatively.
Lu Wenbin's eyes lit up, and he gave a vague "Yes".
"However, what are chicken feet for?" Wang Zhuangyong scratched his head again.
"You'll find out when you stay for a while longer. By the way, pig's trotters can be plucked with a microscope." Lu Wenbin couldn't bear to deceive the silly boy, so he made a few nonsense, assigned a difficult task, and left with an excuse.
After waiting for more than three hours, when Lu Wenbin came back, he saw that the most important pig's trotters had been cleaned. He couldn't help being in a good mood, and even praised Wang Zhuangyong.
Wang Zhuangyong was already dizzy at this time, but he still insisted on cutting a circular nail for each chicken paw, and asked in a questioning tone: "Doctor Lu, do you know Ling Ran? He is also an intern in our school." born."
Lu Wenbin's eyelids twitched: "Do you know him?"
"It's more than just acquaintance. We live in the same dormitory at school." Wang Zhuangyong pinched the orchid finger and used nail scissors to break it first, feeling very tired.
Lu Wenbin's whole body was stiff.
"That... the chicken claw scissors are fine here, it's fine..." Lu Wenbin solved the problem in front of him first, feeling like he was about to break out in cold sweat.
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