Zheng Qi and Pan Jinyue came to the rehabilitation room of the hand surgery department laughing and joking, and started their daily training routine.

His hand was basically healed and he left the hospital early. Rehabilitation could actually be done at home. It was only at the strong request of his wife's brother Pan Hua that he came to Yun Medical Hospital every few days to undergo rehabilitation at the hand surgery department.

Check in the room and make some corrections.

A few minutes later, Pan Hua came quickly after receiving the news.

"Oh, I told you not to come over. Just go about your business." Sister Pan Jinyue said happily and distressedly: "You are so busy every day, so don't worry about us."

"I just came to take a look." Pan Hua greeted his brother-in-law Zheng Qi with a smile, and then asked: "How is your hand? How do you feel?"

"Occasionally I feel a little itchy, but I feel fine once I move around. However, the inside of my index finger is still a little numb." Zheng Qi recalled seriously that he could feel any discomfort in his hand.

"The itching is new. This may be a psychological factor, or it may be a simple neurological symptom. You can rest it for a while and then observe it. If the numbness on the inside of the index finger is not serious, it doesn't matter. This is a nerve damage. Pass

After a while, your own neural compensation will solve the problem..." Pan Hua explained again, and even though many of them were words he had said before, Pan Jinyue and Zheng Qi still listened very carefully.

"What about nerve damage? The nerves are all damaged, is it okay?"

"It's just the small nerves. The big nerves have been taken care of for you. The small nerves can compensate."

"Compensation means other nerves are helping, right? Then other nerves will be exhausted."

"No, we all have a reserve of nerves. It will last a lifetime if you don't use it, and it will last a lifetime if you use it."

"That's good, that's good..."

While explaining, while looking at his sister and brother-in-law, Pan Hua suddenly felt a little emotional. There is a famous saying in the medical community, which is the epitaph of the American doctor Corudo: Sometimes to cure, often to help, always to comfort...

Pan Hua often listens to what the old doctors say, but rarely thinks about it. He is the only doctor in Yunyi who can do Tang method, at least the only two doctors who can do Tang method. He is more willing to spend all his time on it.

To heal, help and comfort is something he rarely touches.

However, what his brother-in-law Zheng Qi and sister Pan Jinhua need most now is comfort, then help, and finally cure.

Healing is a thing of the past, but comfort is the norm.

Pan Hua thought at this time that the reason why they were willing to spend more than hours and go from home to the hospital for rehabilitation was that what they wanted most was comfort.

Thinking of this, Pan Hua smiled and said: "Sister, brother-in-law, you don't have to worry too much. Brother-in-law's flexor tendon was sutured very well. Didn't we take an MRI again later? The flexor tendon grew well and was only a little thicker.

It’s less than 0.1 millimeter, and it’s far from the standard for adhesions, so you don’t have to worry.”

Pan Jinyue and Zheng Qi looked at each other and asked, "Are you really good at sewing?"

"The stitches are good, and your rehabilitation is good. Just recover slowly now." Pan Hua said with absolute certainty.

Pan Jinyue sounded like she had made up her mind. She looked at her husband Zheng Qi and said to her younger brother Pan Hua, "Then we want to send a banner to the chief surgeon."

Pan Hua's mind was instantly confused. Send the banner? To whom? Should it be given to Ling Ran?

Pan Jinyue added: "Hua Zi, didn't you say that a doctor's favorite gift is a pennant? We give pennants to people."

In the last sentence, Pan Jinyue showed her sister's majesty again.

"Um..." Pan Hua didn't know what to say. He turned around and saw his brother-in-law's palm, and calmed down his thoughts. In any case, Zheng Qi's hand was really cured.

Flexor tendon suturing can achieve almost no adhesion. Pan Hua himself knows how difficult it is.

Not to mention one pennant, if anyone can achieve such a level, many pennants are worth it.

Pan Hua sighed secretly, and then said: "If you want to send the banner, I won't come forward. After all, we are not from the same department."

"No, no, no, no." Zheng Qi, who has been on the construction site all year round, is well-versed in the world and will not give Pan Hua any trouble.

…

In the Yunyi conference room.

Zou Yawen, a reporter from "Yunhua Daily", rinsed her saliva with tea and chatted quietly with Ling Ran, covering her mouth and laughing lightly from time to time.

Zou Yawen didn't just pretend to be a lady. The old-fashioned plot of waiting for a man to chase her has long since failed to keep up with the development of the times, let alone facing a handsome guy like Ling Ran who is probably well-informed.

On the surface, Zou Yawen looked like an intellectual woman and a newspaper reporter, but secretly, she had already tried to rub Ling Ran's trouser legs with her feet.

"What Dr. Ling said is really interesting..."

"Dr. Ling, tell me about the most impressive thing since you started practicing medicine."

"Dr. Ling's medical skills are so amazing."

Zou Yawen was half interviewing and half complimenting. As for Fei Zhou and other deputy chief physicians who were also interviewed, Zou Yawen asked a few questions and selectively ignored them.

Readers have long lost interest in such ordinary middle-aged men who are not bald. Interviewing their stories...who cares?

Don't look at reports like "Stories of Ordinary People", which are spreading all over the world, but from the sales point of view, they will not have any effect at all. Ordinary people don't want to see the lives of ordinary people, they know that the lives of ordinary people are

how is it like.

If necessary, they can also open their circle of friends to see the lives of the people around them, most of whom are ordinary people.

What a big media like "Yunhua Daily" needs most is a handsome doctor like Ling Ran, a man like Ling Ran who is skilled in skills, attractive in appearance, and has a unique personality, who is not seen in the circle of ordinary people's friends.

Photos arrived.

Zou Yawen kept smiling, pushed the recorder forward, and asked with a smile in front of all the doctors: "What is Dr. Ling's ideal girlfriend like? By the way, does Dr. Ling have a girlfriend?"

"

Fei Zhou, who had not been asked for a long time, felt speechless and stood up: "If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

He opened the conference room door to himself, but took a few steps back.

A banner wider than a human being was pushed in following Fei Zhou's footsteps.

"Doctor Ling is here, right?" Zheng Qi held the banner high and asked people along the way, so that there were several curious medical staff following him.

Ling Ran stood up, and Zou Yawen smelled the news. She gestured to the photographer to come forward, and she was ready to go forward for an interview.

"Dr. Ling, thank you for sewing up my hand." Zheng Qi found Ling Ran, held one of his hands tightly with both hands, and shook it vigorously. When he saw a photographer, Zheng Qi posed for the photo without showing any timidity.

After a while.

Zheng Qi is a businessman with a background in drawing. If his fingers are useless, it means that his martial arts skills of ten stops have been lost. Now that he can use his fingers smoothly, Zheng Qi's gratitude comes from the bottom of his heart, and his cooperation in taking photos is no problem.

As soon as Zou Yawen saw the door, she quickly said: "Sir, can you tell me your story?"

Zheng Qi nodded and said: "The thumb, index finger, and middle finger of my right hand were all cut. The flexor tendon was injured. When we were in the car, people told me that if this place is not sewn well, the fingers will not be able to be stretched in the future."

It’s useless. Later, when I was doing rehabilitation, I saw patients’ fingers, but I couldn’t use any force..."

"So, you want to send a banner to Dr. Ling today?"

"I'm mainly here to deliver crayfish and put on a show." Zheng Qi turned around and took out the crayfish and said, "Dr. Ling, I didn't know there were so many people here. The takeout is a little short..."

With that said, Zheng Qi handed the banner to his wife Pan Jinyue, opened the takeout box himself, put on gloves skillfully, peeled off a crayfish in front of everyone, and placed it gently in front of Ling Ran.
Chapter completed!