A large private room that can accommodate several tables.
"Come on, come on! Xiao Yang, sit here." Seeing Yang Ping come in, Old Han waved.
There was a seat left beside him, which must have been reserved on purpose. Yang Ping couldn't put it off, so he had to sit over.
This table is in the center of the private room, and is full of directors, Director Han, Director Tian, Director Ouyang, Director Bai, Director Xiong from the emergency department, Director Pan from the ICU, the director of the anesthesiology department, and the head nurse of the operating room.
Neither President Xia nor President Sun came. It is estimated that this is just a gathering between doctors, and everyone will feel uncomfortable when the leaders come. Director Han and they will probably get together alone again.
Yang Ping seemed uncomfortable now, but he had no choice but to sit there without saying a word and listen to their chat.
"Old Han, you have such an Italian cannon under your hand. Why don't you usually pull it out and blast it? Why haven't I seen him in the operating room?" said the director of the anesthesiology department.
"Xiao Yang is new here, hasn't he? He was the one who replanted the baby's severed finger last time." The head nurse in the operating room still knew something about the situation.
"The baby's surgery is the most difficult to do. How big is it? Maybe it's the first in the world?" Director Pan of the trauma ICU said.
Director Han said: "The diameter of blood vessels in a one-month-old baby is only 0.05 mm. The suturing of blood vessels with this diameter represents the top level of microsurgery. Replantation of amputated fingers in babies is very rare. For babies who are more than one month old, it may be the best in the world."
What’s an example?”
Director Xiong of the emergency department was sitting there like a giant. The chair seemed too small. He said: "This five-segment reimplantation is amazing. It also includes emergency reconstruction. The National Trauma Orthopedics Network will broadcast live. Old Han, you have a face this time.
How many more drinks do you want later? How is your blood luck now, is it okay?"
"Very good! I even watched it when I first came here," Director Pan said.
"Xiao Yang, are you here from the People's Hospital?" Director Xiong asked.
Yang Ping nodded: "I have been at the People's Hospital since I graduated. I just came here recently."
"Wu Siwen is the director of the People's Hospital, right?" Director Bai asked. When his fat body turned around, the chair was in danger of falling apart.
"Yes! Director Wu." Yang Ping said.
"Wu Siwen and I are in the same school. He is one grade below me, so he is still his junior brother. Is Director Wu easy to get along with?" Director Bai asked with a smile.
Yang Ping said: "Director Wu is a very nice person."
"Very good? This person is known to be stingy and has some tricks." Director Bai spoke straightforwardly.
The medical circle in G city is so large. Everyone often meets together and is familiar with each other.
"He is now preparing to be the deputy dean. He saved Jiang Baicheng's son last time. This Jiang Baicheng is very powerful. He has served in politics and business for two years and has great hands and eyes. His appointment as deputy dean this time may have something to do with Jiang Baicheng's operation." Director Bai seems to be very familiar with it.
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"I don't know about this. I am a temporary worker there, a junior doctor, and I have very little contact with him. I have worked for several years and haven't spoken to him a few words," Yang Ping explained.
"The People's Hospital doesn't know what it's like. It's helping us cultivate talents. It's right to come to our Sanbo." Director Ouyang interjected.
"What's going on? Serve the food. We're here to chat. Serve the food. Serve the food. Pour the wine!" Director Xiong shouted.
There were several bottles of Feitian Moutai on the table, and the waiter began to open the bottles, pour the wine into the wine dispenser, and then pour the wine one by one.
In addition to the central table, there are several tables around: other doctors from the orthopedics department, doctors and nurses from the operating room, emergency department, and trauma ICU, all of whom were involved in the rescue at that time.
The food was served very quickly and the whole table was filled.
Director Han raised his glass: "The successful rescue of the five-section amputated limb was the result of everyone's concerted efforts and all-out efforts. In the future, our trauma emergency center will definitely be able to develop and grow with everyone's efforts!"
Do it! Do it! Do it!
It’s really easy for orthopedic doctors to drink. Except for Yang Ping, no one is a coward.
"Xiao Yang - come on, come on -" Director Xiong held the cup in his left hand and the wine dispenser in his right hand. After paying tribute to Director Han, he came to drink with Yang Ping.
Director Han stood up and grabbed Director Xiong: "Xiao Yang can't drink well. He only drank a little when he was happy today. We can't let him drink anymore. Let him stay alone. How about we drink to our heart's content."
"It's okay if you say it's okay. Come on, let's do it." Director Xiong flipped the cup over and finished it.
This one is drinking with that one, and that one is drinking with this one. It is noisy and the scene is lively and a bit chaotic.
Yang Ping sneaked to sit on the sofa, glanced at the table in the operating room, and saw Su Yixuan.
The equipment nurse arranged by the organization is good, with exquisite features, black shoulder-length hair, wearing a pink T-shirt, looking youthful and energetic, with a curvy figure, two small dimples when she smiles, and dark, clear, long eyes
Eyelashes flickered.
Su Yixuan's eyes looked this way. Yang Ping wanted to avoid it, but was too late and was caught. Yang Ping smiled awkwardly, and Su Yixuan took the initiative to leave the table and come over here.
She held a glass of juice and said happily: "Doctor Yang, come on, come on, have a drink, you are a great hero."
At this time, Xiao Wu handed over a glass of juice, put it into his hand, and deliberately pressed the cup heavily on his hand, meaning - to seize the opportunity.
"Thank you! You did a good job with the table, otherwise the surgery would have been so fast." Yang Ping complimented.
Su Yixuan smiled and said: "The head nurse has arranged for me to be assigned to your group in the future. Please take good care of me."
Yang Ping pretended to be indifferent and said: "Take care of each other, take care of each other."
"Do you want some juice? I'll pour it for you! I like to drink coconut juice, and so do you? Aren't you going to drink with them?" Su Yixuan asked.
Coconut juice has a bad taste. Yang Ping usually doesn't like it, but this time, he immediately said: "I also like to drink coconut juice."
There really is no lower limit.
As for drinking at the bar, it was a bit embarrassing to say that I didn't drink well enough, so I said, "I'm done drinking, let's take a rest."
What do you mean it's almost done? I haven't even finished a glass of wine, I just wet my lips.
"You who are doing microsurgery, drink less wine, preferably not at all! Come on, juice." Su Yixuan poured the juice for Yang Ping.
"Let me pour it for you." Yang Ping said.
"You are a hero today, I will do it." Su Yixuan said.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Several directors were changing cups over there, and it was very lively. The bottles of Feitian on the table had already been changed. Song Zimo brought a cup of tea over: "Senior Brother,
Come, let’s have a drink, we had a great time yesterday.”
Yang Ping had long heard of Song Zimo, who did not drink alcohol and was a highly self-disciplined person.
One of the two drank tea, the other drank coconut milk, and they drank a glass of wine, and they actually looked like they were drinking.
Song Zimo put his arm around Yang Ping's shoulders: "You should teach me more when you have time. How did you develop your microsurgery skills? Don't keep it."
"Learn from each other, practice makes perfect!" Yang Ping said.
Xiao Wu, Zhang Lin, and Fang Yan all came over to drink with Yang Ping, so Yang Ping had to pour coconut juice for him. Su Yixuan sat next to him and poured coconut juice for him.
The scene was chaotic and the atmosphere was lively. Su Yixuan said: "You don't like the excitement either?"
Yang Ping nodded honestly. He was most afraid of social situations like this, causing headaches, dizziness, difficulty breathing, and social phobia, but exceptions were made in special circumstances.
Su Yixuan shook her head: "I don't like it either."
"How about we go for a walk and get some fresh air?" Yang Ping suggested.
Su Yixuan agreed.
This private room is on the first floor. Outside the door of the hotel, there is a street with many trees on both sides. The two of them walked and chatted under the trees. Although the air was not very fresh, it was still better than in the private room.
"Do you like surgery very much?" Su Yixuan asked.
Yang Ping nodded: "This is my job, I must like it."
"Me too! I like surgery."
The two of them were chatting under the tree!
The wind was light and there was a lot of traffic outside.
The chat is extremely illogical, intermittent, and the thinking is split, and the conversation is about that.
"I want to read books on orthopedics to familiarize myself with the theoretical knowledge of surgery. Are there any books you can recommend? Suitable for nurses?" Su Yixuan is more studious and recently wanted to find a monograph on basic surgery.
Yang Ping pondered for a moment: "There are too many orthopedic monographs and I can't remember them all at the moment. How about we add a WeChat account and I'll think about it carefully and then make a list and send it to you?"
As he spoke, Yang Ping took out his mobile phone and showed the WeChat QR code: "You scan me?"
