After the out-of-hospital consultation was over, Huo Congjun invited Dr. Liu out for dinner as if he was victorious and returned to the court, while the other doctors made a meal of birds and beasts.

Nowadays, department gatherings are not allowed, and no one gets into trouble.

Dr. Zhou quietly gave Ling Ran a hand and quickly left the office.

"I'm afraid you'll be stuck in the office and say the wrong thing. If you stay in, someone will definitely ask questions." Dr. Zhou walked through the corridor and explained to Lingran kindly. After thinking about it, he added: "Although

You’ve already made a lot of mistakes.”

"Did I say something wrong?" Ling Ran looked confused.

Doctor Zhou glanced at Ling Ran, smiled inexplicably, and said: "We should talk less about medical procedures and the like, it's not our turn. We can discuss the doctor-patient relationship in private, but don't bring it up if it's nothing. Everyone is sensitive.

very."

"Oh." Ling Ran nodded.

"Hey, you don't want to ask why?" Dr. Zhou was a little surprised. He had educated newcomers many times before, and everyone had their own comments on this topic.

"I don't want to ask." Ling Ran answered very simply.

Dr. Zhou was actually a little panicked. He had already thought of a lot of things to say, but now what should he do if he can't vomit it out?

"Come on duty with me tonight." Dr. Zhou thought for a while and said.

"Okay." Ling Ran still answered simply, which made Dr. Zhou very helpless.

On-duty is the worst part of the hospital, second only to doctor-patient disputes. It usually lasts up to 24 hours, and the unlucky ones may even work for 36 hours in a row. It can be called the evaporation order of laziness, the steam hammer of health, or divorce.

The steam engine shunned doctors.

However, interns cannot judge by common sense, and Dr. Zhou cannot see the change in Ling Ran's face. He can only say: "When you are on duty at night, you will know how amazing it is."

evening.

The off-duty doctors left one after another, especially the doctors at the director and deputy director level, which made the atmosphere in the department cheerful.

The emergency department of Yunhua Hospital is much larger than that of ordinary tertiary hospitals. There are a total of 6 doctors at the director and deputy director level, divided into five treatment groups. When it comes to duty, one resident doctor from each treatment group is left to serve as the front line.

Another attending physician will be on duty, which equals six people every night.

As for other attendings, they only need to be assigned to the second line in rotation.

This headcount ratio has already caught up with the total number of people in the emergency departments of many hospitals.

Of course, the evening admission volume can also keep up with the full-day admission volume of emergency departments of other hospitals.

Dr. Zhou took the general resident doctor and Ling Ran through the observation room first, then went to the lounge and introduced: "There are a total of four doctors' lounges in our emergency department, two for the first line and one for the second line.

A room on the third line."

With that said, Dr. Zhou opened several rooms to show Ling Ran.

Front-line doctors are mainly composed of residents, regular training doctors and a few junior attendings. The duty lounge assigned by the department is a small room for four people. There is a bathroom, but you cannot take a shower. You have to live in bunk beds, which is smaller than many university dormitories.

It's a bit more crude.

The rooms in the second-tier lounge are the same, but only accommodate two people, and the bunk beds are changed into two single beds, which suddenly makes it not so cramped.

Although the first-line lounge is still a room for two people, the area has increased a lot, and the conditions are equivalent to the standard rooms of budget hotels. The only thing is that bathing is still not allowed.

Doctor Zhou showed Ling Ran the three rooms with a strong sense of class, and said: "The rest room is not assigned to people. All doctors on duty can sleep there. You can just take away your personal belongings the next day."

Ling Ran asked: "Where's the bedding?"

"When the nurse changes the sheets and quilts in the ward, she will help change them again and again," Dr. Zhou said.

"Sometimes when we are too busy, they will put a new one on the bedside. You can change it yourself." The resident doctor, who looked so ordinary that no one could even remember his name, smiled honestly and sincerely.

He shared his experience and said: "Actually, when you are on duty in the emergency department, you often don't have the chance to sleep. There are still quite a lot of emergency patients at night."

As he spoke, he babbled again and said, "Maybe Dr. Zhou can have a good sleep."

"Bah, bah, bah, children's words are unbridled." Dr. Zhou half-jokingly stopped the resident doctor's prophecy, and then said: "Whether I can sleep well or not, it's up to you. If a patient comes, you should diagnose and treat him first.

If it can be handled, there is no need for me to step in. Similarly, if I can handle it, there is no need to call the second line, and they can have a good sleep. Of course, everyone should be more serious and don't bother the third line. The third line is serious, no matter where it is.

If a director or deputy director takes action, he will definitely scold people."

The resident doctor nodded vigorously: "The director who doesn't usually scold others will scold everyone when he comes in the evening."

"One more thing, Ling Ran, you are not allowed to operate independently. You can only do it when another doctor is in front of you and authorizes you to do it." Dr. Zhou warned emphatically.

"Okay." Ling Ran hasn't obtained his medical license yet, so he can't practice medicine independently. There are many doctors in the department who can authorize him during the day, but he has to find one specifically at night.

"If the first line can't handle it, go to the second line. If the second line can't handle it, call the third line. There are many drunk patients at night. Pay special attention to both the patient's safety and your own safety. Do not hide in advance.

Get up, our doors are reinforced, lock them and make phone calls, don’t be afraid of embarrassment, only those who have their lives will lose their lives.”

Ling Ran had no experience, so he agreed.

The resident doctor Puchou laughed and said, "It's not that mysterious. I've been here for three years and I've seen people blocking the door twice. Most people just shout or scream or something..."

"Isn't it enough to meet someone blocking the door once a year?" Doctor Zhou glared at him and said, "Those who serve in the military may not have as many conflicts as we have. Okay, be careful and go get busy.

"

Dr. Zhou kicked Ling Ran and resident doctor Pu Chou out, sat back in the second-line lounge, closed the door, lay on the chair, raised his feet, and turned on the news network. It felt very comfortable.

For a salty doctor, becoming an attending physician is the beginning of a dream. If he's lucky, he won't have to go out all night and still get several times the on-duty pay of a resident doctor.

…

Nurse station.

The nurses on the night shift were pleasantly surprised when they saw Ling Ran.

Even the older Nurse Liu was quite happy to see Ling Ran at this time. She poured him a glass of water and said with a smile, "Dr. Ling has started on duty?"

"Thank you. I'm on duty today." Ling Ran took the water, sat on the back chair given by the nurses, and looked around.

He was observing the surroundings, and the little nurses around him were also observing Ling Ran. When he looked over, they quickly lowered their heads.

"Dr. Ling's skin is very good." A young nurse said boldly, which immediately attracted approval, and then someone asked: "How do you take care of it?"

Ling Ran thought for a while and said, "My mother prepared the facial cleanser and soap, and she also brought me the facial cream."

If the same answer were spoken by a non-handsome boy, he would definitely be called a motherfucker. However, the young nurses who were so excited at this time did not feel that there was anything wrong with Ling Ran's answer.

, they all exclaimed:

"Mother Ling is so fashionable."

"Fortunately, Dr. Ling's mother knows how to take care of herself."

Some even whispered to their best friend: "My mother-in-law seems to be easy to get along with."

Nurse Liu, who had two blue slashes on her hat, was already married. After admiring the handsome man, she coughed twice, shocked the scene, and said: "Doctor Ling doesn't have to stay here. If a patient comes,

We will notify you."

"Where is the observation room?" Ling Ran asked.

"There are nurses on duty in the observation room. There are no patients at the moment. You can take a nap first." Nurse Liu paused for a moment, thinking of Ling Ran's status as an intern, so she asked, "What kind of treatment does Doctor Ling have?"

Are you interested in symptoms? If they appear, I can leave them for you.”

"Hand tendon injury." Ling Ran answered immediately.

He had just learned the Tang method of suturing, and went to the practice room to try it on a white rat in private. It was so smooth that it was so smooth. After all, he had never done it in the field, so he still needed to try it.

Nurse Liu was a little surprised and wrote down in her notebook: "What's more? Patients with ordinary sutures are not interested anymore?"

"The number of stitches during the day is enough." Ling Ran answered directly.

Nurse Liu nodded in understanding.

Doctors are like this. What they care about most is always the chance to get started for the first time. Later, as the number of operations increases, the novelty decreases and boredom arises.

The improvement of medical skills is not linear. The improvement is most obvious in the first ten, twenty and then fifty operations. After that, if you want to make a qualitative improvement, you will need to practice hundreds of operations.

The days Ling Ran was in the emergency department were basically used for debridement and suturing. On the most day, more than fifty cases were completed, and the average number of other cases every day was about 30. With this number, there is really no need to stay up all night for suturing.

After all, he has encountered most of the postures that normal people can perform suturing, and has actually practiced it. If he wants to improve his skills in this area, he must meet humans with special anatomy, or humans with special injury methods.

Already.

Theoretically, Ling Ran could use another "Heartfelt Thank You" message. Unfortunately, tomorrow was a Friday, and he was not sure what method Director Huo would use to conduct ward rounds. Furthermore, the randomness of "Heartfelt Thank You" messages was a bit too strong.

, and was not liked by Ling Ran.

What he likes is a sure reward.

Thinking of the reward, Ling Ran recalled the professional-level "Interrupted Vertical Mattress Suture" that he had never used before, and then said: "If anyone has a ruptured vagina, you can wake me up."

"Uh...Okay." Nurse Liu finally had enough knowledge and didn't show any strange expression.

The seven or eight young nurses sitting at the nurse's station took the opportunity to look at Ling Ran and became addicted to it.

Quirk?

It doesn't exist. Ugly people's hobbies are eccentricities. The eccentricities of a male god only mean that he is unique.

"I'm back." Ling Ran greeted the resident doctor who came with him.

The ugly resident walked up and down the corridor in front of the nurse's station, poured himself water, gave directions, helped people fill out forms, pulled out chairs, and even walked to the computer to check the cases, but he didn't get the slightest clue.

Paying attention, he was called by Ling Ran, and silently followed him back to the lounge.

"If you want to sleep, hurry up. Someone will call you soon." The resident doctor lay down on the bed with his clothes on.

Ling Ran thought about it. Although there were 7 people on duty, including himself, Dr. Zhou was on the second line and did not have to go into battle. The remaining 6 people would be stretched thin if there was an incident such as a fight or a car accident.

After thinking about it, Ling Ran fell into sleep.

In his sleep, he vaguely seemed to hear the sound of the door opening and closing. He seemed to hear someone saying "Why are you calling me again?"

Something like "let him sleep more".

Have a good night's sleep.

When Ling Ran woke up again, it was already early the next morning.

He habitually went to the bedside table to look for water, and unexpectedly found an unopened bottle of purified water, a thick porcelain mug, and an unopened dental set next to it.

There is also a note attached to the toothbrush: Dr. Ling, there were no patients with hand tendon injuries last night. Seeing that you were sleeping soundly, I didn’t wake you up. The cup has been sterilized by high temperature, please feel free to use it. Medical Road

Manman, please pay attention to the balance between work and rest ^_^.

boom.

The door to the lounge was pushed open. The resident doctor Pu Chou held his head against the chicken coop, walked sluggishly, and fell onto the bed. After a few seconds, he snored, and would only stop when his body was nervous and twitching.
Chapter completed!