Great Doctor Ling Ran

Chapter 87: Director Pan is back

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At 1:55 p.m., Huo Congjun entered Hall 3 from the backstage.

He lowered his head slightly, letting his disheveled hair be blown freely by the air-conditioning wind. He held handouts in his hand, which he had quietly taken the time to sort out in recent days. He looked at his hands, which were slender and plump. His fingers were thin and wrinkled, as if they were about to lose their vitality.

Huo Congjun smiled self-consciously, and secretly encouraged himself: My body is going downhill, but my experience is at its peak, I can spread my thoughts, and I can manage my big emergency well...

Countless times, countless times of resisting heavy pressure, countless times of resisting fatigue, countless times of weighing between responsibility and routine, countless times of beating heart in abandonment and persistence, constantly pumping blood with nutrients into the brain, making Huo Congjun Cheeks flushed.

He lifted his head slightly, as he had done hundreds of times before.

In Hall 3, which can accommodate more than a hundred people, there are no empty seats, and some people even stand in the aisle.

Huo Congjun's heart, which had been tempered for thousands of years, beat suddenly and slowly.

"There are so many people here, everyone will not go to the wrong meeting hall." Huo Congjun laughed and made a joke, and regretted it a little bit in a moment, what kind of joke was it.

In the crowd, there was a soft laugh.

The advantage of having more people is that the audience will have more positive feedback.

Huo Congjun's mood became extremely comfortable again, he laughed out loud, and Huo Congjun's language changed: "Thank you for your kindness and support. You can come to listen to my speech by Huo Congjun. I guess many people want to hear it." Let me say big emergency department, but it is inappropriate, because the pilot of the emergency department will be voted on soon, in order to avoid the suspicion of canvassing votes, the topic of my speech today is autologous blood transfusion... "

"Autologous blood transfusion, everyone should be familiar with it. It has many advantages over allogeneic blood transfusion. For example, it is difficult to rely on publicity and education to solve the blood shortage that is gradually spreading. As doctors, our best solution is to adopt Autologous blood transfusion instead of allogeneic blood transfusion…”

Just looking at the packed audience, Huo Congjun was in a good mood, and the effect of the speech was improved by more than a little, especially when the audience gathered forward and looked at the front row, Huo Congjun was happier.

He was so excited that he didn't notice Ling Ran, Doctor Zhou and others sitting in the second row.

Huo Congjun's eyes were far-reaching, and he looked back vainly, not looking at anyone in particular, his voice was majestic, and he looked quite high-spirited.

Huo Congjun was sure that the audience in the lecture hall were all working doctors. The circle of doctors is so big. If it is limited to the emergency medical group of tertiary hospitals, the circle is even smaller. Many people present can be familiar to Huo Congjun. Feel.

Although there are always some doctors who are unfamiliar, and although the proportion of female doctors is relatively high, Huo Congjun can vaguely feel the unique temperament of doctors.

"The disadvantages of autologous blood transfusion also exist. Some can be solved by strengthening management, and some may be difficult to solve in the short term. Therefore, how to weigh and use is a new topic before us..." Huo Congjun said excitedly and was reminded , just started to talk about the conclusion.

Doctor Zhou, who had been obediently sitting in the second row, also let out a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile to Ling Ran, "It's settled, the director will be happy for at least a week, and our life will be easier."

Ling Ran glanced at Dr. Zhou, very suspicious that his good deeds were just a way of embellishing laziness.

In the meeting room of Yunyi Hand Surgery, Director Jinxi, Chief Physician Wang Haiyang and others are sitting in a state of tension.

Deputy Chief Physician Pan Hua, who came back suddenly, and RB Doctor Hashimoto Shiro who came with him sat quietly opposite them.

Pan Hua is in his prime, with sharp eyes and focused attention. I saw him gently sweeping over several people, smiling, and said: "Professor Hashimoto Shiro is an associate professor of orthopedics at rb Keio University Hospital. He has studied the treatment of hands in no-man's land for many years. Too many, Professor Hashimoto Shiro is very rare to find time to come to our institute, I hope to communicate with each other and promote each other in the next few days."

The translator whispered in Hashimoto Shiro's ear, and the latter nodded slightly.

Hashimoto Shiro looked a few years younger than Pan Hua, with a short body, flat face, and rough skin, except for his hands, which were white and tender, obviously after special maintenance.

Director Jin and the others were naturally busy expressing their welcome.

Yunhua Hospital is the top hospital in Yunhua City or Changxi Province, far inferior to hospitals affiliated to Huaxi and other committees. Compared with the world-renowned Keio University, it is naturally more weak.

Shiro Hashimoto responded politely.

Director Jin and the others responded with three sentences more politely.

The atmosphere was unusually harmonious.

Inviting foreign experts to exchange ideas is a matter of great face. When Pan Huaneng invited Hashimoto Shiro, Director Jin was so happy that he couldn't hold his tongue from ear to ear.

Shiro Hashimoto coughed and said in Japanese: "I heard that there is a young emergency doctor in your hospital who has recently completed dozens of tang sutures. Can you show me?"

After listening to the translation, Director Jin's smile disappeared immediately.

After thinking for a moment, Director Jin said slowly: "If you want to see the surgery in the emergency department, I can arrange it for you."

"I want to see the operation, but I want to see the patients who have undergone the operation." Hashimoto Shiro said: "The result of the operation can best explain the process of the operation."

"The emergency department is different from our hand surgery department. We can't decide the work of the emergency department, let alone go to the emergency department for rounds..." Director Jin immediately refused.

"There's no need to go round the ward." Pan Hua said, "We can invite a few patients over and examine them outside of our hands. I heard that some patients' rehabilitation is done in our department. It's just ridiculous."

Director Jin pulled his face down and warned: "Old Pan, don't make trouble."

"If you make trouble, it's emergency trouble." Pan Hua snorted.

The translator didn't know what to say to Hashimoto Shiro, Director Jin and Pan Hua stopped alertly.

Hashimoto Shiro shook his head slightly and said: "You are doing this to discredit the reputation of tendon suture in no man's land."

"What do you mean?" Wang Haiyang frowned in disgust.

"Tendon suturing in the no man's land of the hand is very resource-intensive, and it requires a doctor to concentrate and devote several hours. In our country, it takes a long time to discuss and suture a similar operation. But you have carried out rashly, and performed dozens of cases in one go, I am not optimistic." Hashimoto Shiro was obviously prepared, and at this time he continued: "The improvement of hand surgery in China, It's not healthy, it's the wrong way to go, based on a lot of suture cases."

"Mr. Hashimoto..." Pan Hua reminded,

Hashimoto Shiro glanced at Pan Hua, and said with a slightly relaxed tone, "Adopting a less-but-precise strategy can not only reduce the burden on the medical staff, but also improve the success rate and efficiency of sutures. You should work hard in this direction. You cannot Surgery for surgery."

"Mr. Hashimoto, China's national conditions are different. We have a large number of patients who need surgery, so we can't just stop it." Director Jin said softly.

Shiro Hashimoto said stubbornly; "If there are too many people queuing up for surgery, some patients who are not suitable for suturing severed fingers or deep tendons should be amputated decisively, so as to save medical resources for patients in need, such as patients with cigarette addiction. , should be amputated, not re-stitched."

Nicotine can cause blood vessels to spasm, resulting in necrosis of the sutured fingers, which is an absolute taboo for operations such as replantation of severed limbs.

Wang Haiyang pondered and said: "Cure and save people is to give people a chance. If patients can guarantee absolute non-smoking and have suture requirements, we should give them at least a chance."

"It is difficult to quit smoking, and it is even more difficult to make patients obey. The United States has a lot to learn from the concentration of medical resources, and rb is also advancing. In China..." Hashimoto Shiro looked at the Chinese around him, and smiled: "In short , please let me take a look at the no-man’s-land tang method sutured in the emergency department of a Chinese hospital, and then let’s discuss the heavy topic of medical reform, how about it?”