"Remember to arrange for the patient to start recovery tomorrow." Ling Ran finished the operation and gave a command.

The time to start rehabilitation varies from patient to patient, depending on the suture strength of the tendon. If the surgeon feels that the tendon is sutured firmly enough, he can start to recover from the next day, otherwise, it will be slightly delayed.

Rehabilitation tests are started early, and delayed rehabilitation increases the risk of adhesions.

Xiao Tie listened to Ling Ran saying this, a hanging heart is considered to be put down.

At least the strength of the tendon suture is enough. From the point of view of hand surgery, this has reached the basic value. As long as the tendon is continuous, a "good" can't run away.

Xiao Tie thought of Ling Ran's surgery in a flash, and he was sad for the requirement of only the basic value. He followed Director Pan to learn the tang method for several years, and officially began to learn it seriously. It has also been more than a year, but so far there is no opportunity to master the tang method. Director Pan requires his sutures to be good or better before he will be given to him. Opportunity, however, to use the tang method to sew a good evaluation, then it is required that all small points must be taken care of during the sew process ...

Xiao Tie tried for a long time, but he failed to meet the requirements. He was not too anxious. This was originally a very difficult operation, and few people in Yunhua and even Changxi had fun ...

Xiao Tie took a deep look at Ling Ran, and unconsciously compared Ling Ran's surgery with Director Pan Huapan.

Dr. Tiebei slammed a shock, but was unwilling to think carefully.

"When does the rehabilitation start?" Xiao Tie thought that Ling Ran's back was serious and turned to ask Lu Wenbin.

Lu Wenbin showed a strange smile: "The earliest is five o'clock in the morning."

"Well? Rehabilitation at five in the morning."

"I asked for three o'clock in the morning. The obedience of the patients and their relatives was poor. It would be better to change to five o'clock." Ling Ran was also helpless about this problem, and all came to the door.

Xiaotie looked at Lu Wenbin very speechlessly and couldn't help asking: "What's the point of doing rehabilitation at 3 am or 5 am?"

"Make full use of the rehabilitation room." Ling Ran glanced at Comrade Tiebei and said, "The hand surgery rehabilitation room we are using is full now. If we can no longer increase the rehabilitation room or increase the effective use time, we must The operation has been suspended. "

"Hehe ... hehe ..." What can Xiaotie say? The rehabilitation room for hand surgery to the emergency department is really small, but considering that each rehabilitation room allows multiple people to conduct re-examination, the average re-examination time per person per day is only more than two hours, and the number of people in the rehabilitation room can accommodate There are still many.

However, no one can think of that day, Ling Ran can work out 10 patients every day.

Such a surgical frequency, plus a rehabilitation room, may not solve the problem.

Xiao Tie's treatment group is able to complete 10 major surgeries every week.

Thirty operations per month are considered to be the saturation volume of a treatment group. Everyone will not be too tired, but it is enough to meet the requirements of various aspects. The doctors' indicators can be completed.

Let ’s look at Ling Ran again. It only takes him three days to perform 30 operations. At such a frequency, he knows that it is a surgical freak, and the surgical freak, whether it is from Changxi Province or Beijing, has always been A monster that can eat a department resource.

In other words, how many resources a department has, how crazy a surgical madness can be. Xiehe Dong Nianguo of Wusan Town used to do more than 100 heart transplants a year, ranking among the top 10 in the world. Changing one person to another hospital can actually do 10 cases. In fact, it is already possible to call "I am the king of the world" with a yellow robe.

It can be imagined that if there are more heart donors in China and the conditions in the hospital are better, it is very possible to make the world's first heart transplant.

Surgical mads are, in the end, limited by reality.

For example, Ling Ran may be limited by the number of recovery rooms, and if he solves this problem, he may also encounter the problem of insufficient operating rooms ...

Xiao Tie glanced at Ling Ran and sighed, saying: "Putting the patient up at five in the morning for rehabilitation is not a solution to the shortage of rehabilitation rooms."

Ling Ran nodded slowly, and said, "An hour ahead is really useless, but before 3 o'clock, many people are late and absent."

Xiao Tie clearly saw Ling Ran's face with a distressed expression.

Xiao Tie screamed in his heart: What do you have to worry about? What are you upset about?

However, Lu Wenbin said, "Dr. Tie, can you solve this problem for us?"

Xiaotie was excited and shook his head again and again: "Our hand surgery gave way to such a large area of ​​rehabilitation room, how can we give you a rehabilitation room again? Besides, you don't need a little area."

"We have asked Director Huo, and now we are renovating the old warehouse. After the renovation, the area of ​​our rehabilitation room is large, and we can still give you a part of the rehabilitation room."

"That's not something I can decide." Xiaotie said, looking at Zheng Qi lying on the operating table, and said, "Then we will see you at the rehabilitation room at five tomorrow morning."

After Xiaotie finished, he quickly ran away.

Ling Ran was thinking more lazily. After turning back to confirm that the patient's condition was normal, he nodded and left the operating room, and went to the next room to continue the operation.

Lu Wenbin was staring at Xiao Tie's back, thinking for a while, and said to Su Jiafu next to him, "Lao Su, this patient will be sent to the recovery room."

"of course."

"If the patient wakes up, could you call me first."

"What do you want to do?" Su Jiafu liked the operation with Ling Ran, and was familiar with Lu Wenbin. He smiled and joked: "Our recovery room management can be strict, you can't do anything."

The resuscitation room is also called the post-anaesthesia monitoring and treatment room. The advanced version of pacu can be done like icu (Intensive Care Unit) ~ www.novelhall.com ~ It is costly and well-equipped. For example, there are more than 20 beds in the resuscitation room shared by Yunhua's surgical floor, which cost 10 million yuan.

As for the pacu self-provisioned in the operating area of ​​the emergency department, there is no need to be so extravagant. Because there are 4 operating rooms in total, the resuscitation room was initially equipped with only two beds, three sets of monitoring instruments and a large number of medicines. It may be less than 100,000 yuan.

After Ling Ran's operation volume increased, the resuscitation room also expanded slightly, the number of beds increased to 6, and the number of anesthesia doctors equipped with monitoring equipment and nurses in the same proportion, but no more cost.

Lu Wenbin smiled charmingly and said, "Dr. Su, I will trade your news with two trotters."

Su Jiafu thought for a while and said, "You are responsible for moving the stool today."

"Yes." Lu Wenbin agreed.

That is, during the time of several more operations, Su Jiafu called Lu Wenbin.

Lu Wenbin completed the preoperative instructions in two or three sentences, turned back, went straight to the recovery room, and saw Zheng Qi shaking his head.

"Mr. Zheng, how are you feeling?" Lu Wenbin asked routinely.

"Oh ... I ..." Zheng Qi, who had just woke up from a state of numbness, was dumb and confused, and asked only: "What about Xiao Pan? Was it Pan Hua's operation?"

"Do you know Deputy Director Pan Hua?" Lu Wenbin brightened.

"He is my brother-in-law." Zheng Qi asked again, "You call him, and my wife?"

"I'll let you take you back to the ward first." Lu Wenbin said two more words, returned the patient to the nurse, left some, took out his mobile phone, found Ling Ran's number, shook his head unconsciously, and continued to slide down. Then find the number of Cong Jun Huo, squinting and smiling, dialing over: "Director Huo, guess who I met."