"Ding dong! A case of manual reduction of complex double forearm fractures, and the promotion of traditional bone setting. Award 8000 points, and give away a super training gift package for traumatology orthopedics."
This is really a super training technique. It took 5,000 forearm fractures to develop this unique skill, Yang Ping sighed.
"Successful?" Li Jingshu asked quietly.
She was lying on the operating bed. Although she could only see the ceiling, her ears could hear.
Yang Ping stood beside the operating bed, his eyes fixed on the display screen of the C-arm machine, not paying attention to what Li Jingshu was saying.
Li Jingshu wanted to pull him, but her left hand was splinted and she couldn't move it. She couldn't reach her right hand, so she wanted to turn over but was afraid of rolling down.
"Doctor Yang!" Li Jingshu's voice was much louder.
Only then did Yang Ping hear her speak: "Oh! Call me?"
"Successful?" Li Jingshu asked.
"Well, there's no need to go to Northeast China to work." Yang Ping said calmly.
Li Jingshu didn't know how happy she was, feeling like she was surviving the disaster.
"Are there any tissues?" Li Jingshu asked.
Who had nothing to do and had a tissue with her for surgery? Yang Ping opened a pack of sterile gauze from the cabinet and gave it to her: "Use this, it's clean."
He gave her gauze and found that she had a fracture on her left side and an indwelling needle on her right side, which seemed inconvenient to wipe off the sweat. Yang Ping used gauze to help her wipe the sweat from her forehead, and Li Jingshu laughed stupidly a few times.
"That's all right. Let's send it back to the ward. Please explain clearly, pay attention to the tightness of the splint, and pay attention to the blood supply." Professor Zhang made the final decision.
Whether it works or not, the X-ray on the screen is there and the radius and ulna are completely reset. There is no dispute about this.
"We're done, everyone can come in." Director Ouyang shouted.
The anesthesiologist and circulating nurse have all come in.
"Send it to the Overseas Chinese Building!" Song Zimo said. He looked at Yang Ping several times. He had been hit twice in a row in the past few days. He was very injured and could not be relaxed for the time being.
"What on earth can't you do?" Song Zimo couldn't bear it anymore and asked.
Yang Ping said: "What do you think?"
Song Zimo glared at him.
"I'll go talk to the family." Director Han didn't come back to his senses.
Xiao Mo even touched his chin at the screen and was urged several times by Song Zimo before he joined the team to send patients.
"Thank you." Li Jingshu sat in the wheelchair and was very grateful to Yang Ping.
The circulating nurse, anesthesiologist and Song Zimo sent the patient away, while Xiao Mo stayed with Professor Zhang. Yang Ping was naturally detained until Li Jingshu left the operating room.
Professor Zhang asked: "Where did you learn the left-right fighting technique?"
Yang Ping can't always say: The system's super training method, which gave five thousand cases of forearm fracture training, finally fed these magic hands.
"Mr. Zhang, you mentioned it in your book." Yang Ping scratched his head.
"I just mentioned it briefly in the book and didn't reveal the details." Mr. Zhang was very serious.
Yang Ping said: "Those few sentences are enough. The left and right fights each other. It's just a dual purpose, commanding the two hands to do different operations. When I just graduated, I read your old book and practiced it specially at that time.
.There were no patients, so I used long rice bags to hide broken sticks to practice."
Professor Zhang nodded, what a "but" multitasker, and the young man spoke too lightly.
If it’s not something you practice, will it fall from the sky? This is the only explanation. If you think about it carefully, this explanation is more reasonable. But if you can practice it like this, what a talent it is and how much hard work it takes.
Professor Zhang looked at Yang Ping, his eyes full of appreciation and love.
"Okay, let's go back to the ward together. Let's talk while we walk. Get a wheelchair and push me. My feet are numb." Professor Zhang stopped questioning.
Director Han patted Yang Ping on the shoulder: "Boy, you actually hide so many private goods."
Then he said "haha" twice and said: "Teacher Zhang, I'm going to the Overseas Chinese Building. This patient is Mayor Li's daughter. I have no choice but to see her twice more."
Professor Zhang said "Oh" without any reaction to the identity of Mayor Li.
Director Han said hello and left. Director Ouyang remembered that he still had surgery and Dr. Jin was doing it, so he also said hello and followed him out.
None of the people next door left. It is estimated that Professor Zhang was here and they did not dare to come in. They were waiting for the opportunity to rush in, watch the X-rays on the screen, and ask Yang Ping for advice.
Xiao Mo found a wheelchair in the operating room and helped Professor Zhang sit on it. Yang Ping pushed the wheelchair. Xiao Mo followed beside him, went to the dressing room to change clothes, and then returned to the ward.
Mrs. Li and her assistant were waiting at the door of Professor Zhang's ward, accompanied by Dean Sun and head nurse Yao Ling.
Seeing Professor Zhang coming back in a wheelchair, Dean Sun and the head nurse immediately came to greet him. Dean Sun said, "Mr. Zhang, this is Li Jingshu's mother, Mayor Li's wife. I must come to thank you in person!" After following the wheelchair into the ward, Mrs. Li was radiant and bowed slightly: "Professor Zhang, thank you so much. Our whole family is grateful!"
People who have seen big events, their manners and speech are generous and appropriate, which makes people very comfortable.
"Oh! What are you doing here? The patient has already returned to the ward." Professor Zhang said coldly.
The scene was a bit embarrassing, but Mrs. Li remained calm and smiled: "Yes, Jingshu just returned to the ward. Professor Zhang, you are still in the hospital. You worked tirelessly to set Jingshu's bones. We can't thank you enough. This is our point."
Be careful and don’t refuse.”
Mrs. Li took the gift box from the assistant and respectfully placed two boxes of Korean ginseng on the simple table beside the bed.
Professor Zhang said: "Resetting is too difficult. Xiao Yang restored it just now and has completely reset it, but there is still a possibility of displacement, so we should not take it lightly."
Everyone didn’t pay much attention to Professor Zhang saying that Xiao Yang was doing well. Mrs. Li understood that Xiao Yang was his student, and it was normal for the old professor to guide and the students to take action.
Yang Ping and Xiao Mo helped Professor Zhang get up slowly and sit on the edge of the bed. Professor Zhang waved his hand and said, "You're welcome. I'll take it away. It's expensive, but it's of no use."
It’s embarrassing, but Mrs. Li still has a smile on her face, and she is generous and can’t even see a trace of displeasure.
Dean Sun immediately smoothed things over: "Mrs. Li, Mr. Zhang has been a doctor for nearly sixty years and never accepts gifts from patients. Let's not break Mr. Zhang's rules."
Mrs. Li immediately laughed and said: "That's rude. Mr. Zhang is so upright and upright, and the younger generation admires him so much. So it's not a violation of Mr. Zhang's rules."
"Mr. Zhang, you can rest, we won't disturb you." Dean Sun ended the visit at the right time. Everyone exchanged a few words and exited Professor Zhang's ward.
Xiao Wu came to Yang Ping to take pictures, and Professor Zhang said: "Go ahead, you all go and do your work, I will lie down for a while."
Xiao Mo helped Professor Zhang lie down, and Yang Ping helped him cover him with quilt and turn off the lights in the room.
The head nurse held a banner in her hand: "Come on, come on, Dr. Yang, your patient gave it to you."
Zhang Lin and Xiao Wu stood around, holding banners, and Yang Ping stood in the middle, while the head nurse helped take photos.
After taking the photo and showing it to Yang Ping, Zhang Lin came over and said angrily: "I didn't turn on the beauty function, no, no, no, no, I have to filter out the acne on my face and start over."
"You're not the protagonist? Why are you so handsome?" the head nurse said, but she still couldn't stop Zhang Lin's persistence, so she had to take another photo.
"Which patient sent this?" Yang Ping was not impressed.
"That's the amputee on the construction site." Xiao Wu said.
Zhang Lin was looking at the photos on his mobile phone with a smile. Xiaowu said: "Zhang Lin, it seems you didn't participate in the rescue of this patient, are you so active in taking photos?"
The head nurse said: "If he doesn't take pictures, how can he tell his wife that the patient has sent another pennant?"
Zhang Lin immediately took away his phone: "Peep at my typing? Do you have any idea of privacy?"