For several days, Pan Hua traveled to different hospitals.
The reputation of Keio University Hospital is quite loud, especially in East Asia and Southeast Asia, and it can basically be regarded as a top hospital. Hashimoto Shiro, as the second in command of the Department of Orthopedics at Keio University Hospital, often deals with patients from Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, China, Vietnam and other places.
For the rich and powerful orthopedic patients in Changxi Province, since they met Shiro Hashimoto, they naturally invited him to take a look.
Shiro Hashimoto was indeed of a good standard, and he had no psychological burden, so he prescribed several prescriptions, and personally performed a hip replacement surgery, which received unanimous praise.
Pan Hua followed Hashimoto as the first assistant, so he became acquainted with each other, and was recognized by many leaders of the health accounting system.
After a fulfilling three-day itinerary, Pan Hua returned to Yunhua Hospital with a happy mood.
He admitted that Ling Ran's talent in tang suture is better, and his current technology is also better. However, being a doctor is not just about performing surgery. Communication with various aspects is also very important, and establishing contacts is also important. It's very important. Furthermore, Ling Ran only knows how to suture with tang, at best he is a very good specialist doctor.
Pan Hua sat back on the seat he was familiar with, looked around, and missed him very much.
Hand surgery is the dominant department of Yunhua Hospital. Unlike the emergency department where all the doctors are enclosed in a large open office, all directors or chief physicians can have their own small office. Although the deputy director does not have a separate small room, There are also half-person-high green plants separating the locations, which are both spacious and private.
The most important thing is that every deputy director is surrounded by junior doctors of the same treatment group, which is convenient for management and easy to accept praise. It is very humane. Some chief physicians like to come and enjoy themselves when they are free.
Pan Hua stayed in Benzi's hospital for so long, holding Shiro Hashimoto's stinky feet every day, and only occasionally having the opportunity to hold the professor's stinky feet. He was physically and mentally exhausted and needed spiritual energy to nourish him.
He leaned back on the chair with his whole body relaxed, and with a push of his foot, the computer chair drew a green plant area, and the junior doctors immediately pricked up their ears.
"It's still comfortable in China. When you see something, you don't have to think about how to say it in Japanese, and you don't need to say hello when you meet people." Pan Hua leaned on a chair with his neck on his neck, looked at the ceiling, and started the topic.
"The Japanese are just too hypocritical." The attendant next to him praised him cooperatively.
"That is to say, and the doctor has to bow to the patient, but after entering the operating room, it's not like that." Pan Hua curled his lips and complained casually.
"Are the Japanese messing around in the operating room?" asked the deputy director next door.
"Some of their operating rooms are monitored. If there are privileged and wealthy patients with special needs, their family members can still see the operation process..."
"So you can mess around in the operating room without monitoring?" the deputy director laughed.
Pan Hua finally came to his senses, hey, and then sighed in satisfaction: "It's better at home. Going abroad for further study will wear away your sense of humor."
A few junior doctors who didn't catch up to talk quickly laughed in cooperation.
Pan Hua stretched again, and teased himself: "I don't know how many patients the emergency department has robbed me this time."
"When you come back, they won't be able to snatch it away." The doctor chuckled cooperatively.
"Well..." Pan Hua asked after a few seconds, "How many flexor tendon sutures has he done in the past few days? I mean that Ling Ran."
No one wanted to get into trouble, and the subordinate doctors around were silent.
"Xiaotie, tell me." Pan Hua called the names directly.
"That... 24 cases." Xiao Tie was the attending doctor brought by Pan Hua, rubbing his head, and answered helplessly.
"Hmm..." Pan Hua held back his surprise, put his hands in his pockets, and clenched his fists tightly.
An average of 6 flexor tendon sutures per day. To be honest, Pan Hua never thought about it before.
Even if the 6 cases of flexor tendon sutures are all single-finger sutures, 6 cases in a day can make the surgeon tired, let alone for four consecutive days.
Not to mention anything else, I have been wearing a microscope all the time, and I will feel dizzy after wearing it for a day. The eyeballs can bear it, but the ears and head still resist.
However, Pan Hua had watched Ling Ran's surgery video, and knew that he had had four cases a day and five cases a day before, and it would not be unimaginable to add one more case.
No, it's actually hard to imagine.
In Pan Hua's concept, the chief surgeon performed 3 flexor tendon sutures a day, even if he was diligent, 4 sutures could only be said to be reluctant, and 5 sutures could be said to be the limit. Even if the chief surgeon is to do it, the hospital usually does not arrange so many operations.
In fact, the chief surgeon will not require five cases a day. Doctors who can perform flexor tendon sutures must be at least 40 years old. Even standing for more than ten hours will kill you...
Pan Hua's thoughts suddenly stopped.
"Ling Ran is 22 years old this year?" Pan Hua asked recalling.
"Yes." Xiao Tie looked around, but no one answered, so he could only answer aggrievedly.
He was really wronged, what he answered was the information that everyone knew, why should he bear Pan Hua's storm.
Pan Hua had mixed feelings in his heart.
A 40-year-old middle-aged person has the deepest feeling for his own body.
Speaking of standing surgery, Pan Hua could stand for ten hours a day 20 years ago. It's a pity that at that time, he had only physical strength and no skills. He stood for ten hours a day, that is, pulled the hook, pumped once or twice, occasionally tied a knot, sewed a skin, and was as happy as if he had eaten three catties of crayfish for nothing. .
The so-called consoling knotting and rewarding skin sewing almost ran through the first five years of Pan Hua's life.
"Let's go and see Ling Ran's operation." Pan Hua stood up, put on a white coat and left.
Xiao Tie was taken aback, and quickly trotted to follow, saying, "Director Pan, let's go like this."
"Isn't it okay to go to the operating room instead of going to the ward?" Pan Hua kept walking.
In fact, doctors often wander between different operating rooms, especially extroverted doctors. When they are bored in the middle of the operation, they can’t do it in the lounge at all. .
Ordinary level tertiary hospitals all adopt the operation floor model, concentrating the operation rooms on one floor to facilitate management. The same is true in larger hospitals. Which department has the ability to expand the business volume to the extent that one floor can be used? Then they will get the operating room on the first floor.
Domestic investment in infrastructure is still quite willing.
But whether it is a large hospital or a small hospital, the running around in the operating room is very frequent. No matter whether the doctor is bored, wants to learn a certain surgical technique, or wants to understand the situation of other departments, it is difficult for the hospital to prohibit this kind of behavior. .
When Pan Hua arrived at the operating room of the emergency department, he asked for a scrub suit to change into, and broke in.
The operating room had no choice but to call Huo Congjun hastily, and then silently followed Pan Hua.
Ling Ran was in full swing in the operating room.
Pan Hua's arrival imperceptibly urged Ling Ran.
On Yunhua's map, there are only so many patients with flexor tendon injuries that can be picked up every day. He can enjoy exclusive access now, but it doesn't mean that he will be exclusive forever.
Try to brush while you can, and open as many boxes as possible, which is Ling Ran's main idea.
Coupled with the fact that Ling Ran is becoming more and more proficient, the time it takes to perform 6 flexor tendon surgeries every day is about the same as the previous 5 surgeries. Ling Ran simply spends all day in the operating room, Go back to the dormitory to sleep at night.
Pan Hua watched for a few minutes outside the operating room, then stepped on the door and walked inside.
Ling Ran raised his head and glanced, only nodded and said nothing.
Pan Hua didn't bother to say hello, so the two of them just did it and watched while the others just watched the show.
"Scissors."
"Vascular forceps."
"gauze."
Ling Ran occasionally talked, and the rest of the time he was immersed in the operation, which was completely different from the talking and laughing scenes in other operating rooms.
Lu Wenbin and others were also used to it, and they bowed their heads to work resignedly.
Ling Ran was so happy in his heart that he didn't want to.
His favorite environment is not a lonely environment alone, although he doesn't hate it either.
However, in terms of liking, what Ling Ran likes most is that there are many people around, but everyone is quiet, silent and orderly.
There are always some doctors who like the operating room, there are always some doctors who hate the operating room, and some doctors only regard it as an ordinary workplace, but for Ling Ran, the operating room is simply a playground for him to run wild. Of course, this No noise, no running, jumping and rolling, no chatting, no sweating, no spitting...
Ling Ran didn't speak, Pan Hua didn't speak, the assistants felt even more pressure, the atmosphere was solemn, and even breathing became tense.
Pan Hua has seen Ling Ran's surgery countless times.
Looking at the scene, he felt even more familiar. He only felt that there was not much change from the video. He even knew what Ling Ran was going to do next and what he would use...
But just like this, Pan Hua was even more shocked.
Surgery is all about practice making perfect, and surgical techniques are not martial arts secrets. In this era of advanced information, anyone who wants to see can always see it, and it is much less likely to be able to do it.
As of now, Ling Ran has done nearly 100 sets of tang sutures.
This kind of quantity and quality cannot be taken lightly no matter in any country or region.
Pan Hua looked at Ling Ran's easy-going appearance, and could imagine how Ling Ran secretly accumulated the number of surgeries while he was away from further studies, and how Ling Ran would continue to accumulate in this way in the following time .
6 operations a day means that 100, 120 or even more operations can be completed in a month...
While Pan Hua is in Keio University Medicine, although he can get in touch with the world's advanced technology and medical ideas every day, but in terms of the number of operations, he may not be able to complete 6 operations in a month...
laugh.
Pan Hua stepped on the door and left the operating room.
"Huh? Don't watch it?" Xiao Tie was stunned for a moment, then smiled stiffly at Ling Ran who turned his face, and hurried out of the operating room.
"Little Tie." Pan Hua was waiting in the corridor outside the operating room.
"Director Pan."
"You guys have to try to do more surgeries. I can stay in China for a few more days. In these few days, I will try to take you for a few more days, mainly you. Then I will go back to Japan to continue my studies." Pan Hua said very emotionally , is also quite emotional.
If he had brought Xiao Tie and the others earlier, Huo Congjun's emergency department probably wouldn't have had anything to do, let alone a little doctor like Ling Ran who can only do one operation.
Xiao Tie was so happy that he nodded quickly and said, "I'll be in the hospital for a few days."
"Not only in the past few days, but also during the period when I went to Japan for further study, you also
24 hours in the hospital waiting. "
"Huh? 24 hours?"
"Why, can't it be done?" Pan Hua said coldly, "When you were the chief resident physician, didn't you wait in the hospital 24 hours a day?"
"That... I've been a resident chief..." Under Pan Hua's eyes, Xiao Tie lowered his voice, "Director Pan, I was single when I was the resident chief, and now I have a wife and child. Stay in the hospital, or you'll be single again..."
Pan Hua was furious when he heard this, and said helplessly, "Then go home for a few hours a day and coax your wife."
"Director Pan..."
"So what!"
"I still have to help the kids with their homework, cook a meal, clean up and do the laundry..."
"Is it over? Do you know how hard Japanese doctors are?"
"Yes yes yes... Well, the main reason is that my wife also has a job..."
Pan Hua sighed and said, "Well, I'll teach you. You go back and ask her whether you want a doctor husband with a bright future, or a hopeless lifelong doctor. Tell your wife well that women are also reasonable."
"Okay." Under the guidance of the respected superior doctor, Xiao Tie gained more confidence and followed Pan Hua out of the building. Seeing that he wanted to take a taxi, he hurriedly said enthusiastically: "Director Pan, are you going home? I Just stop the car and I'll see you off."
"I'm not going home, go to Hilton." Pan Hua nodded slightly.
"Shall we go to see Mr. Hashimoto now?" Xiao Tie's eyes were a little strange.
Pan Hua felt the need to explain, and said softly, "I'm staying in a hotel today."
"Hey, it's hard to go back to China, don't you go home?"
"Why does your tone sound like my wife's?" Pan Hua said angrily, "What are you talking about, I'm still working when I return to China, and I'm not here for vacation."
After a pause, Pan Hua put away his out-of-control expression, laughed twice, and said, "Little Tie, let me tell you, if a man wants to start a career, he must have a firm will and an indomitable spirit, and he can't listen to his wife all the time." Yes. Even if you are kicked out of the house, it doesn't matter, I live in Hilton."
Xiaotie said "En", and then said: "Director, my salary is not enough to live in Hilton."
"Look at the long term." Pan Hua patted Xiao Tie on the shoulder and said, "I used to live in guest houses often, and later I lived in my brother-in-law's house. It's okay. I'll come over after you've been promoted. When you're promoted to deputy director, use In a few years, if you want to live in Hilton, you can live in Hilton, if you want to live in Sheraton, you can live in Sheraton... "