Since joining the job, Lu Wenbin has been regarded as one of the experts in the emergency department.

He has a good figure, standing about 1.8 meters in shoes. After years of training, although he has not lost any abdominal muscles, the thickness of his chest muscles can prevent the hemostatic forceps from clamping the aorta, and the hardness of his gluteal muscles can break an injection needle.

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In addition to rough and hairy skin, questionable facial symmetry, insufficient height of the bridge of the nose, insufficient width of the eyes, and a backward hairline, the legs are slightly bent, the feet are slightly smelly, the ears are protruding, the neck is short, the lips are thick, and the chin is flat.

It's softer, has lower wages, has no car, no house, no registered permanent residence, and a few other shortcomings.

In any case, according to the standards of the emergency department, anyone under the age of thirty-five who cannot pass the disability evaluation and has any merit is considered a medical practitioner. Everyone is trying their best to take care of him. When the attending doctors are lazy,

I often order from Lu Wenbin.

Lu Wenbin often pulls the hook in the operating room for two or three hours with full enthusiasm.

In surgical operations, the skin cut by the scalpel is a line, and special flat hooks are used to pull the muscles to one or both sides to expose the field of view.

Retracting a hook can be said to be a very tiring physical activity. Because the muscles are active, they will retract toward the middle. Residents or interns who retract the hook often develop thick arms during their long career in the operating room.

Lu Wenbin's fitness achievements are not only recognized in the operating room, but when he appears in the emergency room or treatment room, doctors and nurses often order him.

For Lu Wenbin, wandering around the department like a grass was originally the fate of a young scientist. What he was most happy about was that the torturous training was finally over, and he no longer had to wander between different departments. He finally

Like a normal grass, it can take root in the department and thrive under the light of the chief resident, attending surgeon, deputy director and directors.

Lu Wenbin took a deep breath and carefully distinguished the different smells of iodophor and 84. The sun shone on his face, and every hair could be seen clearly.

"Lu Wenbin." Director Huo waved.

Lu Wenbin was as cheerful as a deer running towards Santa Claus: "Director."

"From today on, you will follow Ling Ran to learn the Tang method of suturing, and you will learn as much as you want." After Huo Congjun finished speaking, he turned around and left, without giving Lu Wenbin any time to react.

By the time Lu Wenbin came to his senses, his immediate superior, Deputy Director Du, had already arrived in front of him and said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Lu, congratulations. Tang suture is a major project of our emergency department, and it is placed all over the country."

Within the province, they are also high-end projects. If you start doing them in the future, they are still very promising. You were selected by Director Huo this time, which is a challenge and luck. You must maintain a good attitude, work hard, and learn the truth."

Lu Wenbin's eyes were blank and he said in disbelief: "Director, I want to help the interns?"

"The chief surgeon is Director Huo, Ling Ran is only the first assistant, and you are the second assistant." Deputy Director Du corrected Lu Wenbin.

"But...but, this is too weird."

"What's weird? Nowadays, society says that heroes are not judged by their diplomas. Why, they are an intern and you are hospitalized, so you have to be the first assistant? Ling Ran should be the second assistant?" Director Du wanted to say,

Marshal Tianpeng was still the second senior brother. However, in order to avoid irritating Lu Wenbin too much, Director Du held back firmly. He decided to keep this secret until the card game in the evening.

Lu Wenbin said in a daze: "I don't care about the first assistant and the second assistant, but..."

"That's enough." Director Du patted Lu Wenbin on the shoulder and said, "Don't have any psychological burden. You are still young and you are in the stage of learning skills. If you think so, if you can learn the Tang method of suturing, you can be promoted to a doctor.

Is there any need to worry? This is a good opportunity that no other doctor can grab."

Lu Wenbin whispered: "Then give it to another doctor."

Director Du coughed twice and said, "Director Huo has taken a liking to you, and there's nothing I can do about it. Let's do this for now."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and couldn't find anyone.

Lu Wenbin had no way to seek redress and no place to complain...

Wherever he goes now, the residents avoid him as if they are seeing the plague.

As for the chief doctors, Lu Wenbin did not dare to cause trouble to them.

"Lu Wenbin, I'm looking for you." Nurse Wang Jia came in a hurry, grabbed Lu Wenbin, and asked, "You are not in the office or the operating room, where are you going?"

"I...I don't know either." Lu Wenbin said a few words cowardly, and then asked quickly: "Do you know where Director Huo is?"

"Director Huo went to contact the source of the disease."

"The source of the disease?"

"Well, there was a patient in Lantai County who had a ruptured thumb flexor tendon. He was originally planning to have his leg amputated. When the director heard about it, he contacted the patient and wanted him to come to our emergency department for a Tang suture operation. He is now trying to persuade him.

Wang Jia answered Lu Wenbin's question and said: "Doctor Ling is in the old warehouse. If I see you, I will call you to practice."

"Wait... wait, you spoke too quickly. What did Director Huo advise?" Lu Wenbin was a little dizzy.

Wang Jia curled his lips and said "rookie" in his heart, and then said: "The patient's main reason for amputation surgery is economic considerations. The cost of amputation surgery at the local triple-B hospital is about 3,000 yuan. If the Tang method is used to suture the tendon, it will cost about 3,000 yuan."

The cost is 6,000 yuan, and Director Huo proposed to reduce it by half, hoping that the patient would come and undergo the Tang surgery."

"Amputate to save money?" Lu Wenbin, a junior doctor who had just finished his regular training, was shocked. After thinking about it, he said: "Since Director Huo has reduced the fee, didn't the other party come over quickly? What else are you trying to persuade?"

"Medical expenses are not just surgery." Wang Jia has been a nurse for several years and has seen many more patients than Lu Wenbin. He simply said: "It costs nearly 1,000 yuan for a patient to rent a car from Lantai County to Yunhua."

, the cost of medical treatment in other places will also be higher. In addition, the amputated leg can be discharged from the hospital quickly, and the recovery time for tendon suturing is longer. The patient has neither medical insurance nor a fixed job, which increases the cost and reduces the income, so it is necessary to

Director Huo went to have a heart-to-heart talk."

Lu Wenbin was full of questions, but he couldn't ask them any more.

"Hurry up, Dr. Ling is waiting." Wang Jia urged.

Lu Wenbin had no choice but to follow him to the old warehouse.

The old warehouse was a place where supplies were stored in the inpatient department. Nowadays, the old warehouse is filled with old crude benzene goods that are rarely moved. Lu Wenbin has only moved things here twice in the few years he has been in the emergency department.

When he arrived at the place, he opened the door and the first thing that caught Lu Wenbin's eyes was a row of pig's feet.

The white pig's feet were hanging high under the lampshade, with Ling Ran sitting in the middle. Matching the old atmosphere of the dusty warehouse, it seemed like some kind of strange ritual.

"Doctor Ling, we are here." Wang Jia shouted to dispel the strange thoughts in his mind.

Lu Wenbin turned pale and asked, "The pig's feet also come from the warehouse?"

"I bought it." Ling Ran looked up at Lu Wenbin and said, "Doctor Lu, I'm going to use pig hindfoot flexor tendons as experimental materials. Let's try it with one group first?"

Most of all, he wanted Lu Wenbin to give it a try. Otherwise, bringing an assistant who didn't understand the Tang suture method would be creating difficulties for himself.

Lu Wenbin couldn't help but hesitate.

"I cut off the deep tendon horizontally at the metatarsophalangeal joint." Ling Ran took the scalpel and tapped on the pig's trotter in front of him, and said: "It's basically equivalent to a zone II flexor tendon injury of the metacarpophalangeal joint.

, I’ll sew a set for you to see first.”

Ling Ran did not ask Lu Wenbin about his wishes, but just explained to him his previous preparations.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Ran put down the scalpel and picked up the needle-holding forceps.

"What if Director Huo can't persuade the patient?" Lu Wenbin suddenly asked.

Ling Ran's movements did not change at all, and he only said: "Now that we have started looking for patients, there is nothing we can't find. We can just wait and see."

While he was talking, the needle in his hand had passed through the pig's hindfoot flexor tendon.

Stitch after stitch...

Ling Ran just did it without saying a word, but slightly adjusted the direction of the operation to the side of Lu Wenbin's door that was convenient for him.
Chapter completed!