The completion rate of the task became 1/10, which made Ling Ran feel good.
"Doctor Zhou, what do you think?"
Ling Ran made a special question. He didn't feel how fast or how well he sewed.
In fact, his medical judgment is still at the level of an intern.
This kind of thing has to be seen a lot in order to establish a correct cognition.
Just like the natives who have been hunting in the mountains all year round, they have to compete with other people to know whether they are running fast or slow.
Doctor Zhou glanced at Ling Ran suspiciously, wondering if he was joking.
If you are just teasing yourself, you shouldn't be teasing in front of patients. If it's not to amuse yourself... why ask such a question.
Could it be... is he asking himself to be praised? Or, are you showing off to yourself
Dr. Zhou filled his brain with all kinds of thoughts in an instant.
Normal surgeons do weird things.
Those who play symphony, rock, hip-hop, and Guo Degang cross talk in the operating room are all normal surgeons, and those who like to tell and listen to dirty jokes are even more necessary attributes of surgeons.
Those who like to scold people, and doctors who like to be praised by others—this one mainly depends on medical skills. If you have good skills, you are naturally qualified to scold others, and you can ask everyone in the operating room to praise you as much as you want...
Doctor Zhou was inexplicably unhappy. He guessed that the young doctor in front of him should be a master from a certain local hospital, and he came to Yunhua to communicate with Gilded.
It is also an internship, and the interns, regular trainees and exchange doctors in local hospitals are different.
Doctor Zhou thought that local hospitals could have such technology, probably because they were often praised in the operating room, and it was understandable to show off their flaws.
He took the initiative to suture, probably because he wanted to show off.
However, even if your skills are good enough, but I am not the younger brother of your department, do I still have to flatter you
Doctor Zhou hummed several times in his heart, then raised his head, squeezed out a smile, and said, "The stitching is perfect..."
In his heart, Dr. Zhou once again bemoaned his own depravity: Alas, social people, social people, will become more and more social, and the masters of the outer court should not offend as long as they can.
Stepping in the quagmire of the secular world, Dr. Zhou recalled the passing of youthful dreams and integrity, while pretending to be calm and asked: "We haven't seen each other before, how do we call it?"
He guessed that if he showed his hand, he naturally wanted to keep his name. It's like a certain hero who spends all his time trying to break a big rock, pull up a weeping willow, beat a tiger, etc., just for the sake of becoming famous
For the sake of his technology, Dr. Zhou decided to cooperate.
As an intern, Ling Ran naturally answered one by one, saying, "I am Ling Ran, and I was just assigned to the emergency department yesterday."
"Ling Ran." Doctor Zhou desperately recalled.
"Doctor Ling, your hands are so slender, you are especially suitable for being a surgeon." The little nurse Wang Jia usually does not pretend to be flirtatious with the interns, but she falls for Ling Ran's beauty without any resistance, and even does not hesitate to use "" Doctor" to call him.
You know, if a medical student who has just started an internship can be called a "doctor" by the patients, his whole body will float up, like in the clouds.
If they can be called "doctor" by other doctors or nurses, the clouds formed by medical students can immediately shake out rain.
Ling Ran was also very happy and gave Nurse Wang Jia a big smile.
The little nurse Wang Jia was so soft all over.
"Is Dr. Zhou free? There are patients on the third bed." Another nurse ran over to call for someone.
The emergency room is never short of patients. Patients with a knife in their chest are in a hurry, and patients with a light bulb in their mouth are also in a hurry.
Doctor Zhou nodded, followed the nurse, and Ling Ran behind him followed without hesitation.
To be an intern is to grab every opportunity you can.
Wang Jia was also called away by other nurses. Doctors were as busy as doctors, but nurses were also not at ease.
Doctor Zhou was not very happy to let the experts from the outer courtyard follow him, but he didn't say anything.
The nurse who came to look for someone had no objection, just took a look at Ling Ran, and first introduced the patient's situation: "The third bed reported that he was chopped on the head and bled for more than an hour. He drank alcohol, was not unconscious, and had no nausea. Vomiting, no bleeding from the mouth, nose and external auditory canal, no impairment of physical activity... "
When I arrived at the third bed, I saw a young man with tattooed arms, triangular eyes, flat nose, muscular body, legs crossed on the bed, one hand tightly pressing the gauze on the left side of the head, and grinning. Joking with two social brothers of similar age.
"Oh, the doctor is here. Doctor, take a look at my elder brother..." The man who accompanied the bed was a little older. When he saw the white coat, his voice soared: "My elder brother was chased and hacked by hundreds of people, if it wasn't for him Good work, I won't be able to make it through today, you have to sew it up for him..."
"You don't give way, what do I think?" Dr. Zhou was also speechless for a while, and then said: "The patient's family members should go out and wait, I will call you if something happens."
"No, we have to watch here." The two younger brothers shook their heads resolutely, their eyes were as big as copper bells.
"This place is so small, you are standing, how can I operate." Dr. Zhou has encountered a similar situation, and his words are not tepid.
Doctors cannot choose patients, especially doctors in the emergency department. The relationship between doctors and patients is even more complicated.
The two younger brothers shook their heads like rattles: "Brother, there is no one in front of you..."
"Just keep one person to pay the fee, and the other person will wait outside." Dr. Zhou said in a calm voice.
"I have already paid the money just now!" The two younger brothers panicked.
"The injury is so serious, there must be a supplementary payment, you just need to keep one person."
While Dr. Zhou was talking, he stretched out his hand again, and the two younger brothers obediently stepped aside.
After a while, it disappeared without a trace.
However, the tranquility Dr. Zhou expected did not come.
After getting the local anesthesia, the flower arm brother was refreshed, and while undergoing debridement, he boasted about his combat history.
When he spoke, the wound would vibrate. Doctor Zhou reminded him a few words, but he couldn't stop his forgetfulness.
After barely doing the debridement, Dr. Zhou was already sweating profusely, put down the tweezers, and warned again: "Now we have to suture, so don't talk, otherwise what will happen if the needle is in the wrong place."
"Acupuncture in the wrong place is a medical malpractice, and you will have to lose money." Brother Huayi remained unmoved, and said, "Healing injuries is your job, and you have to do a good job. Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang scraped the bone to heal the injury and drank and ate." Meat, chatting and playing chess, Bian Que didn't say no."
Dr. Zhou stared at the sky speechlessly: "It was Hua Tuo who scraped the bone and healed the injury."
"Bah, I don't know about other things. I don't know anything about the second brother. Thanks to you, you are still a cultural person. Hua Tuo scraped his bones to heal his wounds? You laughed so hard."
"Hua Tuo is...forget it." Doctor Zhou turned his head and asked Ling Ran, "Do you want to suture?"
If an expert from the outer courtyard wants to show off his skills, then give him a difficult one.
Doctor Zhou secretly thought about various endings.
Ling Ran stepped forward without hesitation.
In the eyes of interns, every practice opportunity is as precious as a newly bought inflatable doll.
"Turn to the side, please." Ling Ran adjusted his position and picked up the needle holder.
Brother Huayi had noticed the young Ling Ran a long time ago, and said rather dissatisfied: "Why did you change? Let me tell you, I have been to too many hospitals. If you can't sew the wound well today, you will all be injured." Don't even think about it...”
The eldest brother was chattering, and suddenly noticed that Dr. Zhou's expression was different, and he was even more dissatisfied: "Hey, what's your expression!"
Dr. Zhou withdrew his chin, which had almost dropped to the ground, looked at Ling Ran in horror, and said to Brother Huayi, "Your wound is healed."
In the eyes of the surgeon, the head suturing was not difficult at all, but it was the first time he had seen such a coquettish operation while the other party was talking.
If a similar technique is to be used, it must be a very high-end operation. For example, in a non-stop cardiac surgery, the suturing of blood vessels and even the mitral valve may face an unstable environment.
However, it would be too wasteful to use such a difficult suture technique on a bare skull.
Ling Ran, who had just finished inserting the subcutaneous needle, tied the knot with forceps, and intermittently sutured, didn't feel it was a waste.
He handsomely put away the equipment, twisted the head of the flower-armed brother and turned it twice, like twisting the head of a toy Transformer, and said with satisfaction: "It's perfect."
In the mirror, only patches of dirty blood remained on Brother Huaarm's head wound, and the thin sutures perfectly held the wound. If you don't search carefully, you won't be able to determine the location at all.
With Ling Ran's character, he had to be stitched like this in order to relax his heart.
What annoyed him the most in school were the girls who sewed bumps on bananas, they were not pretty at all.
"It's faster than chopping, um, it's good to sew, and it's right..." Brother Huayi has been in and out of the hospital all year round, and he is also a knowledgeable person. With a sigh, he immediately said: "Doctor, give me a business card. Seek you for anything."
Ling Ran was really tempted, but still politely refused: "I don't have a business card. However, I work in the hospital."
Big Brother Hua Arm slapped his thigh, and said: "That's it, I'll kill a few more people, and if any brothers are injured, I'll send them to you."
After finishing speaking, he jumped off the bed, swung his two colorful arms, and yelled, "Brothers, let's cut it back."
"Cut it back! Chop it back!" Outside the emergency room, at some point, another younger brother with a flower arm came, and his voice was neat and tidy like a family.
Looking at the task completion rate of 2/10, Ling Ran felt a little hopeful for no reason.
Every angel with broken wings is the treasure of medical interns.