After all the fuss last night, I didn’t even get a few hours’ sleep, but I still have to continue working.
Zhang Lin had already prepared breakfast and handed over his shift at eight o'clock. He woke Yang Ping up at half past seven to wash himself and have breakfast.
After the two of them handed over their shifts, they followed Director Han Song Zimo for ward rounds, and then to the operating room. While waiting for the elevator, Zhang Lin said, "Dr. Yang, are you free tonight to have a meal together? I'll treat you to a visit near the hospital."
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"Okay, I'd better treat you. I've been following you these days. I'm not familiar with many things, but you taught me. I have to thank you. I'll treat you, and that's it." Yang Ping said sincerely.<
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"Okay!" Zhang Lin agreed.
No matter who invites you, it’s all about having a meal, connecting with each other, and clearing up misunderstandings.
After making an appointment with Yang Ping for a meal, Zhang Lin felt relaxed.
I thought to myself, this person is worth making friends with, so I might as well follow him and learn something.
When the two of them arrived at the operating room, many surgeries had already begun. The operating room was very lively, with everyone chatting while working.
The two of them looked at each other through the small glass window on the operating room door. When they saw Tianyuan Song Zimo, they opened the door and went in.
Fang Yan is wearing sterile gloves and lifting one leg. The ankle has been disinfected, and Song Zimo is disinfecting the area from the ankle to the root of the thigh. Tianyuan is standing in front of the viewing light, watching the X-ray, with his hands folded in front of his chest. Director Han is sitting
On the stool in the corner, the instrument nurse had already put on surgical clothes and was playing with the instruments on the instrument table nearby. The circulating nurse walked around to see if there was anything to add. The technicians from the instrument dealer and the desk walked up to Fang Yan knowingly.
Next to: "Teacher Fang, do you want me to carry it!"
"It's okay, he can do it. You go and check the equipment." Song Zimo said.
When the technician heard this, he dared to leave.
Song Zimo saw Zhang Lin coming and said happily: "Come on, come on! Lift your legs! It took me so long to come up so late. Why didn't the interns see any ghosts today?"
"I went to the Medical Education Department for a meeting and handed in my classes." Zhang Lin said.
"No wonder, help Fang Yan lift his legs and let him wash his hands and dress." Song Zimo said.
Zhang Lin quickly disinfected his hands, put on sterile gloves, and helped Fang Yan lift his legs, freeing Fang Yan to wash his hands.
The lower feet and above the ankles must be wrapped, so Zhang Lin does not need to wash his hands. He only needs to wipe his hands with disinfectant gel, put on sterile gloves, and then lift his legs with the help of a small sterile single wrap.
"Learning orthopedics starts by raising your legs and arms. Did you know that our master's generation, in the era of planned economy, still implemented the food stamp system, and orthopedic surgeons received three taels more food rations per day than other doctors." p>
Director Han is talking in the corner.
"Why?" Tian Yuan responded over there.
"Because orthopedic surgeons have to lift their legs. This is a strenuous job, so naturally they eat more than others." The words just finished causing a burst of laughter.
In fact, in the operating room, doctors and nurses often laugh and joke together, sometimes with a little color and dirty jokes to liven up the atmosphere and relieve tension.
Once, a patient complained to the surgeon that he actually chatted during the operation.
This is due to a lack of understanding of operating room culture. If everyone is really serious, has a straight face, and stops chatting, there are probably only two situations: either the surgeon is a novice and is nervous; or the surgeon is in a critical condition and is rescuing the patient.
"No wonder, my teacher said that they used to recruit orthopedic surgeons. During the interview, they prepared a pair of iron balls and tried lifting them a few times. If they didn't work, they were eliminated directly without entering the next round." Tianyuan said.
"Iron Ball, doesn't it mean a bottle of Erguotou? Let's test the alcohol capacity first. Those who fail to drink will be eliminated directly, and those who pass will be qualified for further interviews." Song Zimo said.
"Tian Yuan, let me tell you, you have caught up with the good times. With the amount of alcohol you had when you first came here, if you had been born ten years earlier, you would not have been able to enter the orthopedics department." Director Han said.
Everyone followed the topic and kept chatting, but their hands did not stop. Soon, the disinfection and spread were completed, the suction device and the electric knife were connected, and Tianyuan also went to wash hands and dress.
Director Han has no scheduled surgeries today, so he just visits the operating room and sometimes provides guidance. The surgeries he performs are usually complex and major surgeries.
Yang Ping went to several other operating rooms. Director Bai was doing intertrochanteric fractures; Director Ouyang was doing pelvic fractures.
Those in the spinal ward are undergoing cervical spine surgery. Those in the joint ward are undergoing knee replacement.
After looking around this time, I at least have some impressions of several groups in the department. There are a total of five groups in the trauma and orthopedic ward:
Director Han, Director Tian, Director Ouyang, Director Bai, Director Ding.
The Department of Traumatology and Orthopedics has 80 hospital beds, 15 beds for each group, and 5 public beds for serious and critical illness.
The spine and joint wards both have 45 beds, while the sports medicine ward has only 20 beds.
Each ward usually has extra beds.
I wandered around for a long time, had a surgical meal in the operating room, and lay down on a bench in the lounge for a while. There are many long chairs in the lounge in the operating room, which are wide and long, and you can sit or lie down. p>
Xiaowu called: "I passed the interview, and I just rented a house, which is right downstairs from you, on the 16th floor. Are you free in the evening, let's have dinner together? Xiaoqing is also here, she will be working in the emergency department." "In the evening, I made an appointment with colleagues from Corey for dinner." Yang Ping remembered having dinner with Zhang Lin.
"Forget it, next time, bye!"
This Xiaoqing is Xiaowu's girlfriend and a nurse at the People's Hospital. This kid has two skills. When he just graduated, he deceived others into getting his hands. This time Xiaowu came out of the People's Hospital and went to Sanbo Hospital.
This girl is determined to follow her here, but her family doesn't agree and threatens to cut her pulse.
As he was lying down, Director Han came in, saw Yang Ping and said, "Xiao Yang, are you used to it when you first come here? You need to be more involved in surgeries, especially in emergencies. Young people need to be more hands-on."
Yang Ping sat up quickly: "Well! I told Dr. Song that if there is an emergency operation, call me at any time. I also said hello to Director Tian. They are short of help for the operation, so you can call me at any time."
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"Very good!"
Director Han came in to get a glass of water, drank it, and left again.
I stayed in the operating room all afternoon. At about seven o'clock, after watching the operation, Yang Ping and Zhang Lin went to have a meal near the hospital.
The neighborhood is quite lively, mainly because the hospital itself has a large number of people, and the surrounding factories and office buildings are slowly being developed, so naturally supporting services have developed along with it.
The two found a Sichuan restaurant and ordered several dishes: grilled fish, sizzling beef, Sichuan sausage, plus a vegetable and a vegetable soup.
The two had a good chat and drank some beer. Zhang Lin apologized for some of his actions on the first day. Yang Ping waved his hand, saying that he didn't take it to heart and it didn't matter.
In this way, Zhang Lin felt relieved, otherwise he would always have a knot in his heart. After a glass of wine, the two of them will become brothers.
Zhang Lin is from the Northeast. After graduating with a master's degree, his father exhausted all connections and spent his whole life to find a comrade in the south and squeeze him into Sanbo Hospital. His girlfriend is a doctor in the pediatric department of the hospital. The two of them saved some money.
, I am going to borrow the wallets of the elderly people on both sides to finance a wedding.
"Brother, with your level, I think Director Han will help you get a doctor's seat soon." Zhang Lin looked envious.
Yang Ping took a bite of the dish: "If this is the case, then it can be considered a turnaround."
"Don't forget me, brother. If you have time, teach me more, and I will obey you." Zhang Lin flipped his hand, grunt, the glass of wine was empty.
Continuing to pour the wine, Zhang Lin suddenly said: "You are not familiar with many things about Corey. Let me tell you, Song Zimo and Tang Fei are a couple."
As he spoke, he made a hook gesture with his thumbs.
Never mind my business! Yang Ping thought to himself, tell me this.
But Zhang Lin is a gossip, a famous gossip in the department. He is the first to know about any gossip in the hospital, who is in love with whom, who breaks up with whom, it’s all messy.
"Let me tell you, Song Zimo and Tang Fei are both from Fudan University. Song Zimo is a two-year high school graduate. I heard that--" Zhang Lin glanced at the hotel, but there was no acquaintance there.
Said: "Song Zimo has been chasing Tang Fei, but he hasn't succeeded yet. He has been chasing her for many years."
Yang Ping didn't like gossip, but he didn't hate Zhang Lin saying this either. Just listening to it, Zhang Lin thought he was interested and excited.
Then he continued: "You are talking about why Song Zimo can't catch up with Tang Fei. Look, Song Zimo is the number one male idol in our hospital. He must be good-looking, tall, and have a doctorate from a famous school. He is excellent and hard-working.
The key is money. What do you think people drive at work?"
Yang Ping glanced at him.
"BMW 7 Series!"
"But it seems that Tang Fei's family is quite rich. They said she owns a Maserati sports car. Hey, they all come with gold keys. We, the common people, can only travel by e-donkey, spending our youth on daily necessities."
Still young, a person in his twenties, still young.
"Don't be so sad. Everyone has his own life. Living your life well is the greatest happiness. Most of the people in this world are ordinary people, and ordinary people have their own happiness." Yang Ping comforted.
Zhang Lin picked up the cup: "That's good to say. Have you seen the house past the overpass? I've looked at it several times. I'm ready to start. I'll make a small nest first."
"You can do it! You've just graduated a few years ago and you're already starting to buy a house?" Yang Ping praised him.
Zhang Lin squinted his eyes: "Stop talking, it makes me cry when I talk about it."
"Why do you still have so much wine?"
"Didn't you say that after you finish, I can do whatever you want?"
"Did I say it? OK, OK, Northeasterners, if nothing else, don't be shy when drinking!"
