Chapter 629： arrangement

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Chapter 629

The emergency department of Jinghua Sixth Hospital is brightly lit.

The doctors came and walked, walked and came again, and looked at Ling Ran as if they were looking at the new live seafood, and they were like animals in a safari park. Or the bosses in the antique market, I heard that some people entered the real antiques.

Ling Ran debrided the man behind the crab claws, then applied an ointment to a scraped child, and then a stomped middle school student, only took a film and prescribed the medicine, without even treating it for an hour. This time has passed.

Wang Anzhi's eyes looking tired were tired.

He is coming from the dean. Although it is a vice, but in the hospital, it is also the most busy group of people. What other departments need to organize activities, they must complete the preparatory work to invite him.

To be honest, Wang Anzhi hasn't seen it for a while ... simple operation.

Even if it's a trainee tour or a performance training, you have to perform a little more difficult operation.

Debridement and suture can be said to be low to the emergency room operation, what is the application of ointment? It's a little harder to coax a child.

"That ... Dr. Ling, how long do you take a break?" A little doctor raised a dissent in the voice of Wang Anzhi's eyes.

Ling Ran didn't hear the objection at all. He looked at the 3/100 figure and beckoned the children who thanked him for the medicine and said, "I'm not going to rest."

"No ... means how long do you do these small, debridement, etc ..."

"Isn't it three days?" Ling Ran was surprised.

"Really for three days?" Wang Anzhi couldn't help it. Let's see if you have a three-day liver resection. What about coaxing a child with a face? Is it true that pediatricians will fail in the future?

Ling Ran was very puzzled about Wang Anzhi's question. After thinking about it, he hesitated to ask, "Your source is nervous?"

"That's not what it means." Zuo Cidian couldn't listen anymore. This was a good thing to talk about the rhythm of collapse.

Zuo Cidian forcibly squeezed into the middle of several people, and said a few words to Wang Anzhi: "President Wang, in fact, Dr. Ling is in the emergency department ... Rest, it also gives you ample time to prepare You asked Dr. Ling to come over for liver cancer surgery. It would not be just one or two. "

"Of course not. Our plan is to have more than four. If Dr. Ling wants to, if possible, six or seven are better." Wang Anzhi was very generous. For their Beijing hospital, the cost of asking for a flying knife is not at all. The focus is on asking for the flying knife itself. Compared to the face lost by flying a knife, money is nothing.

Zuo Cidian nodded. He also had the same idea. When he came to Beijing to fly a flying knife, it would have been good to talk about such things.

In fact, if it wasn't for Ling Ran's trip to go well, Yunyi would surely have to open up.

It can be imagined that when Ling Ran is busy, when he goes back, he should blow.

Compared with this reputation, the cost of flying knives for several operations is really nothing.

There is no limit to the number of flying knives, and the quality is required.

Zuo Cidian determined this, and smiled, and said, "President Wang, as you said, suppose we have 6 surgeries for Dr. Ling. Do you have 6 eligible patients?"

Wang Anzhi touched his head: "Patients always have ..."

"Dr. Ling's surgery is more demanding on the patient." Zuo Cidian said: "If the patient can be treated with conventional liver resection, why bother with an intraoperative examination?"

"The liver tissue removed during surgery can be less, and the patient's prognosis, especially liver function, is stronger. Isn't this important?" When it comes to medical issues, Wang Zhi'an is also true.

Zuo Cidian's speech was plugged for two seconds, and the topic was immediately pulled back, saying: "Compared to the prognosis, the value of life-saving is still greater. Since the Sixth Hospital has a hospital to implement this technology, should we first make it important It stands out. "

Wang Zhi'an nodded with a deep grin and said, "Okay, we can find a few more patients and do a screening, but if we can find more patients at one go, can the surgery be arranged?"

For liver cancer surgery, there must be major surgery scheduled before and after surgery, and the entire team must be operational.

Earlier in the year, such a surgical light preparation had to be prepared for a week or two.

Zuo Cidian knew Ling Ran's style, but just smiled and said, "Dr. Ling has a fast pace of doing things, and our team often stays up late, and you can find the right patients, and we can arrange it."

"Okay, then it's up to you." Wang Zhian believed it.

Please fly the knife. The original intention is to learn the other party's advanced technology, to understand the other party's advanced experience, and to give corresponding space.

Wang Zhi'an's eyes re-focused on Ling Ran.

A doctor in his twenties came to Beijing to drive a flying knife. If it wasn't for Xu Wen to insist, Wang Zhi'an wouldn't say yes, he wouldn't believe it when he heard from other places.

"Would you like to take medicine or massage?" Ling Ran, who had completed the physical examination, did not open a checklist, and asked him on the spot.

The young man lying on the examination table sat up and said, "Can you massage?"

"of course."

"So ... how much is the massage?" The young patient's voice dropped a little.

Ling Ran looked at the young doctor who was assigned to him. The latter quickly typed the first letter of massage, and then looked at the computer, saying: "There are 15 yuan, 25 yuan."

"15." Ling Ran said.

"Then I'll massage." The young patient made the decision without surprise.

Ling Ran let him lie down again, press his left hand with his right hand, and rub it clockwise.

"What's wrong with me now?" The young man looked up slightly, looking at Ling Ran's hand.

"The bowel is moving too slowly," Ling Ran said.

"What do you mean?" The young man asked strangely ~ www.novelhall.com ~ constipation. "Ling Ran's answer is a bit more general.

The young man cried out in surprise and surprise: "Constipation! Constipation? Constipation?"

Ling Ran only explained that he was an interrogative sentence, so he continued to explain: "In short, it's just shit."

"I know, you don't need to explain it so carefully ..." The young man was stumped.

Ling Ran was still doing massage, about a minute or two of effort, the young man's stomach screamed.

The more Ling Ran massaged, the louder the young man's belly screamed. Then, after putting up two farts himself, he got up and ran to the toilet.

His task bar went forward without a surprise.

Wang Zhian and others were stunned. Is this for someone to come and rub the shit?

Xu Wen was full of pride: "Dr. Ling's strength is really good."