One arm.

Two arms.

Three arms ...

When Zuo Cidian began to focus on Chris' fracture, there were all kinds of broken arms in his mind.

As the director of the only emergency center in Changxi Province, Huo Congjun can absorb considerable resources from various places, especially those small local hospitals that have limited levels and tend to refer to them. They are often more obedient. Frequent use of medical treatment to reduce or exempt medical expenses, it is easy to attract a large number of patients.

For doctors in small hospitals, if the operation is not easy to perform, if there is a certain place to accept it, they are still willing to send the patient out.

After all, doctors want patients to get the best possible treatment when their ability permits.

Similarly, in this regard, Yunyi also has advantages.

Even if the doctors are traveling, they are talking about the three-level diagnosis and treatment system. When they really seek medical advice, they will persuade people to go to the best local hospitals.

And when Director Huo's search for patients expanded to the whole territory of Changxi Province, the patients were really endless.

Without going to the hospital, normal people would never imagine that so many people would break their arms.

And he broke his arm every day.

Zuo Cidian knew that he should not be happy, but, as a patient with a constant flow of Chris fractures, Zuo Cidian could not help but smile.

Everyone knows the feeling that everything is done.

For Zuo Cidian, the direction of orthopedics is his most anticipated direction. However, whether it is the Achilles tendon or the replantation of broken fingers, it does not enter the eyes of the old man Zuo Cidian-microsurgery sounds very tall, but it is actually the most grass-roots type in the surgical system, for a simple reason Microsurgery is based on the doctor's hands and eyes, so the doctor is half dead and tired, and no consumables are needed under the microscope, so the doctor does not have much additional income.

When a type of surgery continuously increases the labor intensity of doctors and reduces the doctor's income, it will naturally continue to lose doctors, and latecomers are naturally reluctant to join.

If Lu Wenbin and Ma Yilin would still dream about the direction of "sports medicine", 43-year-old Zuo Cidian would not have so many ideas.

When Chris was able to make a fracture, when he was placed in the town health center, he was a strong one.

In Zuo Cidian's impression, the strongest colleague he met in the past often stumped while watching video. The x-rays are better. The MRIs brought back from the outside hospital did not even understand them.

Of course, Zuo Cidian doesn't understand MRI now, but he has learned how to deal with Chris' fracture.

Although it was "entry level" in Ling Ran's words, Zuo Cidian was still excited. With a smile on his face.

"I am still an older doctor who is sensible." The old lady sitting opposite looked at Zuo Cidian, and suddenly came out: "After so many days of illness, you doctor is smiling."

With a smile on his face, Zuo Cidian stayed awake, and immediately came to his senses, and quickly said: "I smile, you smile, even if you can't cure the disease, you will always feel better."

"Yeah, I don't expect to be cured anymore. I just feel better." The old woman stretched her arms and looked calm.

Zuo Cidian then put out a smile: "It is not better to cure the disease, and the mood can be better."

"Can I cure this fracture?"

"Yes, Chris is broken." Zuo Cidian wanted to say this sentence, all want to go crazy, and now he finally spoke out, all over him was refreshing.

"Just cure it, I believe you as a doctor." The old lady was in a better mood. She patted the son next to her and said, "Seeing the cutting, this is the way a good doctor is, understand."

"Doctor Zuo, it's hard for you, the healer is kind." The son who raised his finger was very clever.

The other patients and family members waiting in front of the doctor also praised each other. After all, everyone wanted to see the smiling staff. Today, the smiles that ordinary doctors are unwilling or disdain to sell are all used by Zuo Cidian.

"Nothing, I am born with a good temper." Zuo Cidian adjusted his language, while seeing the doctor, he communicated with the patient, and let Ling Ran, who was born, said, "My current technology is still Dr. Ling What I was taught to say is the kindness of the healer, and we are well deserved. "

Ling Ran looked in front of him, and didn't make a point.

Patients and family members naturally prefer to deal with their own Zuo Cidian.

For a while, the atmosphere in the treatment room was exceptionally good.

The next day, there was a patient who sent a large pennant over:

The words "Healer of the Healer" made the doctors look hot.

Such things as pennants are not much to say, but for doctors, the pennants sent by unfamiliar patients are a great recognition of themselves ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Many doctors do the treatment and even the vice High, you may not have received a pennant. This kind of thing is not suitable for your own expenses and fraud ...

Zuo Cidian took the pennant, took several photos, and then sent a circle of friends, only to relax.

After a busy day, in the evening, Zuo Cidian returned to the front-line doctor's duty room. Zuo Cidian looked at the photo on his mobile phone, and a smile appeared only on his face after an uncle practiced for a long time.

"Sleep and get up early tomorrow to work." Zuo Cidian issued a declaration in front of the mirror and soon fell into a dream.

Five o'clock in the morning.

Zuo Cidian woke up, washed up quickly, and rushed to the emergency room's treatment room.

Along the way, Zuo Cidian was still imagining himself entering the domineering scene ... At that time, money was not important, what was important was status and the favor of the people around him.

"Doctor Zuo, change clothes quickly." Dr. Zhou yelled and pulled Zuo Cidian out of his dream.

Zuo Cidian nervously took the white coat handed over to him, and asked slightly, "What's going on?"

"It's time to go to sea." Dr. Zhou's expression was solemn.

He himself was wearing a brand new white gown, which made him feel refreshed. If you don't pay attention, the laziness in weekdays seems to be cleaned up.

Zuo Cidian was somewhat inexplicable: "Going to sea?"

"A crew member of a ship needs us to go to the emergency place if there is a sudden problem." Dr. Zhou paused and said, "The other party was too late to be taken to the hospital, and said that there was a fully equipped operating room on board, so we called and asked Consultation. "

Zuo Cidian was keen to hear many details, especially Dr. Zhou's attitude, which made Zuo Cidian murmur in his heart.

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