"Doctor Pan is not here... Where is your director Jinxi?" Huo Congjun asked Jinxi, the director of the hand surgery department.
After being a resident doctor for a long time, he always reads his face. Hou Kang immediately understood what Huo Congjun wanted to ask, and replied half as an explanation and half as a reminder: "Tang suture is Director Pan's specialty. Director Jin usually doesn't made."
Even the chief doctor would not rashly perform unfamiliar procedures.
Huo Congjun said "En", came to the operating table, put on his microscopic glasses, and looked at the patient's fingers carefully.
He has never done hand surgery, but tendon suture is no stranger to emergency doctors. Whether the edges are neat or not, whether the stitching is firm or not, and whether the damage to the surrounding area is serious or not, you can see it with your eyes.
However, Ling Ran used the master-level tang method to suture, and the sutured tendon obviously met all the indicators.
At least, Huo Congjun couldn't fault him.
Huo Congjun's eyes flickered behind the microscope. After a long time, he let out a long breath and said, "Go ahead."
Zhao Yue, who just shifted a position, was stunned for a moment, and said anxiously: "Director Huo, do you want him to continue?"
"Or else?" Huo Congjun asked rhetorically.
Zhao Lele was stunned for a few seconds by the question, hummed to himself, and said in his heart: As long as you are willing to take responsibility, even if the patient only gets a chicken paw in the future, it has nothing to do with me.
Huo Congjun stepped back, giving way to the operating position.
Ling Ran moved his neck slightly, and said to the nurse, "Glasses."
The instrument nurse immediately stepped forward to help Ling Ran put on the microscope glasses.
"Needle pliers."
"Straight tweezers."
Ling Ran's vision instantly focused on the patient's hand, and he no longer cared about other people's thoughts and expressions.
Zhao Le's uncomfortable feet were itchy. After doing it for a while, he finished another part. Taking advantage of the shift, he whispered in Huo Congjun's ear: "Director Huo, wait for Ling Ran to finish this tendon. Hand it over."
"My people can do it, why let them do it." Huo Congjun replied in a low voice, and then glanced at Zhao Yue, quite unfriendly.
Zhao Le was sober with a jolt.
Yes, who is Huo Congjun? He is the first doctor in China to advocate emergency treatment. He has published several papers and given many speeches at various conferences. His core point of view is scale and specialization— Scale is the size of the emergency department, and specialization is the specialty of the emergency department.
In the words of other doctors in the hospital, Huo Congjun only wanted to establish minor surgery and minor surgery. For this reason, he began to cut the appendix and perform ectopic pregnancy in the emergency department more than ten years ago.
In the era of relying on medicine to support doctors, the surgical department was generally poor, and there was no money to make money from surgery, so Huo Congjun wanted to rush to perform surgery, but no one stopped him.
It is different now. As far as the medical and health reform in Changxi Province is concerned, the goal is to greatly increase service fees and reduce medical prices.
Therefore, the price of medicines in the province is more and more close to the market price, and the cost of surgery has increased by nearly ten times. The income of ordinary small surgeons in surgery has risen from more than ten yuan to more than 100 yuan, so they are rushing to perform surgery. It is not so easy for the emergency department of Yunhua Hospital to start new projects.
If Ling Ran was just doing a tendon repair or something, Huo Congjun might still call it a stop, but Huo Congjun would have a different idea if the tang method can be sutured to this level.
Zhao Le was on fire in his heart, and fiddled with the patient's thigh for a while, then unconsciously glanced at Ling Ran.
Ling Ran's movements were clean and neat, not very fast, but stern, without unnecessary movements. If you didn't look at his face, you would almost think that he was an old goblin who had performed hundreds of thousands of similar spells.
"Unreasonable medical student." Zhao Le was upset, and thought while watching: "So what if you have a steady hand? If I were the director, I would send you back to school right now, and I will make a note in your file so that you can do it later." It's hard to find a job. MM."
Zhao Le secretly cursed a few words, and suddenly felt much more relaxed.
His operations were originally cumbersome and simple. After Zhao was willing to do it a few times, he would go to see Ling Ran, wishing that he would make a low-level mistake and be completely abandoned by the director.
Ling Ran quickly tied the knot...
do separation...
re-sew...
Zhao Lexi watched Ling Ran operate for longer and longer, as if two villains appeared in his heart.
Villain A: Vascular anastomosis, it looks like it was done casually. Mmp!
Villain B: MM.
Villain A: It bypasses blood vessels and nerve plexuses at once, and it is ruthless and accurate. mm.
Villain B: MM.
Villain A: The location of the stitching is very particular. mm.
Villain B: MM, MM, MM, MM...