Ling Ran sat in front of the operating table, with his eyes next to the double microscope. One hand was grasping the needle forceps, and the other hand was using tweezers.

Opposite him, Zhang Anmin was still his assistant, with his left hand helping Ling Ran hold the patient's palm, and his right hand holding tweezers, ready to help at any time.

On the left and right sides of the operating surface, there are trays with unused and used instruments and materials. Compared with the scene of large-scale surgery, the surgical site of amputated limb replantation can be called shabby. Except for the white eyes.

The black double-person microscope is somewhat modern, and the shadowless lamp gives people a more sense of security.

From a layman's point of view, the operation of replanting a severed limb is even scarier than many laparoscopic surgeries. Because there is almost no exposure of the human body in laparoscopic surgeries, except for the patient's navel and a few small rods inserted around it.

, all the fields of view come from the screen next to the hospital bed. The doctor looks at the screen to operate, and the visual impact is close to zero.

Replantation of a severed limb is different. Unlike other surgeries where the scope of the surgical field can be controlled, replantation of a severed finger requires constant adjustment of the position of the hand. Therefore, the entire palm is exposed, and the bones and flesh are exposed.

In front of people's eyes, it is clearly proven that this is a person's hand.

As doctors, although we are used to seeing all kinds of bloody scenes, we still feel frightened when we look at the palm with three broken fingers.

"Work injury?" Kong Minghui, the attending physician at Donghuang District Hospital, approached a younger-looking doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital near the door and asked in a low voice.

The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital stared at Ling Ran closely. When he heard Kong Minghui's question, he didn't bother to look at him and said casually: "Sent from Yanjiao, three fingers were crushed in one breath in a machine workshop."

"Crush injury?"

"Well, they were originally sent to the hospital below, but our director came here. The green channel is free of charge for medical expenses other than medical insurance. It gives the family a sigh of relief." The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital said, his face turned red, and he said: "Doctor Ling is a doctor.

As for the good people, he helped others with surgery and treatment, and also helped others solve their family's financial problems."

Kong Minghui listened to the other party's words, took a step back to express his position, and then said: "Isn't the factory owner responsible for compensation for this kind of work-related injury?"

"You can't pay much for a broken finger, and it's a regular factory, and the insurance company will pay. With everything like this, the family will definitely be able to save a little bit." The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital paused as he spoke, and looked up and down.

Kong Minghui said: "Don't be sentimental. There is no comparison between you and Dr. Ling."

Kong Minghui also has a bad temper. At that moment, he was not convinced: "I..."

"You haven't studied orthopedics, have you?" The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital interrupted him.

Kong Minghui didn't know why and said with some contempt: "I am a general surgeon."

"It's so miserable. I must have chosen the department when I was young and ignorant." The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital laughed twice, and before Kong Minghui could answer, he said, "You probably didn't understand Dr. Ling's surgery. That's our orthopedics department over there."

The deputy high-ranking officer came over and took one look and couldn’t leave."

Even if you are an associate professor in the Department of Orthopedics, your skills are still superior to those of the attending surgeons.

In fact, precisely because the techniques of orthopedics are simple and intuitive, associate professors are more mature than those in other departments.

Kong Minghui thought about the discussion between the two just now, and came to some understanding, saying, "Doctor Ling's vascular suturing is excellent."

"Well, I have some perspective." The orthopedic surgeon from the Second Affiliated Hospital joked.

"Orthopedics now has to focus on technology, and it's not easy for everyone." Kong Minghui clicked his tongue twice, consciously returning to the situation.

The doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital looked back at him: "You can go back and search Dr. Ling's articles. Even if you are in a district hospital, you still need to understand the industry trends."

After saying that, the person took two steps to the side, indicating that he did not want to pay attention to your attitude.

…

Kong Minghui returned to Donghuang District Hospital.

Although general surgeons can attack orthopedic surgeons by saying "you are a carpenter" and comfort themselves by saying "taking out shit is also serving the people", in this world that laughs at the poor but not at prostitution, orthopedic surgeons earn the most.

This is a fact that makes all doctors sad. Why can the director of orthopedics be reported by Xiao Wu?

What Kong Minghui was more concerned about was Ling Ran's technical issues, and furthermore, the director's surgical results.

Kong Minghui is the chief physician of the deputy chief physician Tai Xian's treatment group. If the deputy chiefs split up, he will probably follow Tai Xian. In theory, this is a good thing for him, which means he has a higher

Chances are that he will be promoted to deputy chief physician earlier.

However, if the director's surgery has good results and he can continue to work for four or five years, the situation will be completely different. If he is dancing happily now, he may be unlucky.

In Kong Minghui's impression, the director, Comrade Xu Jinyi, is quite harsh. If nothing else, just look at Donghuang District Hospital's lack of recruitment in recent years, all for the sake of sharing more money for himself, so that

The residents and attending doctors below are all being pushed to death. If it weren't for the steady stream of interns and regular training doctors, Kong Minghui himself wouldn't be able to persevere.

It would not be surprising for such a great director to be forced to vent his anger on the two deputy directors if the deceased returned. Kong Minghui had already thought of a way for the director. One of them would be sent to the outpatient clinic to work for a month, and then he would be pulled out to the countryside if he felt like vomiting.

, the other one was first sent to the doctor and went to the countryside for a month, and then he was sent to the outpatient clinic after being fucked until he felt like vomiting.

Thinking of this, Kong Minghui couldn't help but long for the day when he would become the director in the future.

The next day.

Early morning.

A large number of doctors gathered in the operating area of ​​the Second Affiliated Hospital.

There were not only doctors from Donghuang District Hospital, but also doctors from the Second Affiliated Hospital and other hospitals. Everyone formed a group and whispered kind words:

"It's a bit abnormal to have surgery at 5 o'clock in the morning."

"The patients and nurses should start preparing at around 3 o'clock in the morning."

"Has Ling Ran arrived? Why didn't you see him?"

"Doctor Ling is downstairs eating tofu and fried dough sticks." A female doctor checked WeChat on her mobile phone and said subconsciously.

"Hey, you can't come here?" Kong Minghui couldn't help but walked over and frowned: "The patient is about to start preparing, but the surgeon is actually eating tofu?"

The female doctor curled her lips: "Dr. Ling performed emergency surgery all night yesterday. Can't he even take a break?"

"Is it reasonable to perform surgery on Director Xu after a whole night of surgery?"

"Dr. Ling finished the operation and went to have breakfast after waking up. This is my habit..." Not only the female doctor here, but other medical staff also started to help.

Kong Minghui had no choice but to calm down, pretend not to hear, and wait silently.

In the ward.

Xu Jinyi and his wife and children talked quietly.

Xu's wife, Xue Haizhen, works in a bank and appears to be an experienced woman, but at this moment, she was bursting into tears.

Xu Jinyi smiled and wiped her tears: "Two days ago, I said I was going to have an operation. You were still happy. Now that I'm going to have an operation, why are you unhappy again?"

"Can that be the same?"

"Why is it different?"

Xue Haizhen shook his head.

Xu Jinyi still smiled: "Don't cry, it's just a minor operation. To be honest, I have done this operation myself for countless times..."

Xue Haizhen cried even louder, causing her fourteen-year-old daughter to also cry: "Dad, I will be obedient from now on. You need to get better."

Xu Jinyi was greatly comforted: "Xiaoya is good, you said so, dad must be good."

"It must be good."

"Okay. You promise."

"Promise. I promise, you promise too?" Xu Jinyi seemed to have returned to many years ago. At that time, her daughter who was not rebellious was still so cute and fun.

"I promise." The daughter choked with tears and said loudly: "Dad, if you get better, I won't fall in love!"

Xu Jinyi's eyebrows trembled: "Are you in love?"

The daughter was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and cried, then raised her head: "Dad, you are cured, I will break up!"

boom.
Chapter completed!