"You are the second most awesome person I have ever met." Augusta raised his thumb in front of Yin Wan. Of course, he said it in English.
Yin Wan frowned. He really didn't expect that this man from the upper class of Europe would be so contrasting and vulgar, using such crude and obscene language in public.
Yin Wan did not have a close relationship with August, but after all, he had met several times and had dinner several times, so he still had a certain understanding of August. How could a person of this status and education background do so?
Perhaps such disgusting words came out of his mouth.
"I mean, you are the second best doctor I have ever seen, referring to your medical drawings." August clearly saw Yin Wan's displeasure and guessed that he had misunderstood his compliments.
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You must be careful when using slang, especially slang you have just learned.
Dr. Yin Wan's brows widened, but he felt very surprised. When it came to plastic surgery and medical drawing, he thought that no one could compare with him. Now he is actually the second most powerful person. Who is the most powerful person?
Who.
"I really want to know who is the most powerful person?" Yin Wan asked.
August said proudly: "Of course it is our Professor Yang!"
"When it comes to medical drawing, Professor Yang says he is second, and no one dares to say he is first." Robert took over.
At this time, Yang Ping happened to put on a white coat and came to the doctor's office. He was very curious when he saw everyone so busy and looking around a painting, but everyone was staring at him.
"Why are you looking at me? Dr. Yin Wan, is this your work?" Yang Ping found these people interesting. They didn't look at the paintings, but stared at themselves.
Yang Ping looked at the unfolded scroll carefully. This level of painting is definitely world-class, and few people can achieve it.
Of course, I am one of those who can reach this level. Maybe painting is closely related to medicine. The strange and perverted system at that time actually had painting training, and he was forced to train himself to become a master of medical drawing.
However, the system only trains realistic painting techniques. If there are more schools, maybe there will be more artistic talents now.
The system probably thinks that only the realist school of medical painting is useful, so it directly cuts out other schools.
"Professor Yang, this is my surgical design, what do you think?" Yin Wan was just out of respect. He knew that Yang Ping was from orthopedics and his thesis was also an orthopedics paper. No one can compare with orthopedic surgery, but plastic surgery is probably the best.
I have no experience and will not give any valuable opinions.
Orthopedic surgery is an independent specialty that requires specialized systematic study and practice. It is impossible for orthopedic surgeons to achieve interdisciplinary success. At best, they can only master some theories.
Yang Ping marveled at the scroll, and Yin Wan also used realistic techniques, medical drawings, not realistic, who would do something abstract or something that is incomprehensible.
"Before major surgery, I also like to use painting to express the surgical plan. Compared with words, painting is more intuitive." Yang Ping finally found a like-minded person.
Using drawing to express the surgical plan requires not only a high level of drawing, but also fast drawing, otherwise it will be useless if you cannot draw anything for several days.
"Because of the special nature of our plastic surgery department, we use paintings a lot. Some things that cannot be expressed with words can be explained clearly with a picture. You see, for example, this skin graft transplant requires thousands of words.
It may not be clear, but a picture can easily demonstrate the operation. I have seen this patient's preoperative examination and there are no contraindications for surgery. If there are no other problems, the operation can be arranged at any time, and I will do my best." Dr. Yin Wan accepted.
I started to draw the scroll because I was afraid of delaying everyone’s work.
"Then make arrangements for tomorrow!" Yang Ping finalized the time for the operation.
Zhang Lin responded immediately. This patient was brought over by Zhang Lin's consultation and was under the responsibility of their medical team.
"Professor Yang, Director Lan from the Plastic Surgery Department is looking for you. Wait outside."
There is an intern who reports to Yang Ping.
It was early in the morning and before the shift was handed over, Yang Ping immediately came out and saw Director Lan standing in the corridor smiling at him.
"Professor Yang!"
Director Lan immediately came up to him and lowered his voice and said, "I'll take a moment to speak."
Yang Ping took him to his director's office, and Director Lan immediately said: "Professor Yang, can you arrange for me to be Dr. Yin Wan's assistant for Dr. Sun's surgery? I major in plastic surgery, so I am more suitable to be his assistant." In fact, Yang Ping thought so too. Unexpectedly, Director Lan was more anxious than himself, so he rushed over early in the morning to recommend himself.
"I was just about to call you and ask you and Director Chi to come on stage. Director Chi is the first assistant. How about your second assistant?" Yang Ping has his own reasons for this arrangement. The first phase of the operation is skin grafting, and skin grafting is also a professional operation in the burn department.
The patient was transferred from the burn department, so it would be more appropriate for Director Chi to hand over the position of first assistant.
Director Lan was a little anxious and asked, "Can you let me help you for a few minutes?"
"How many minutes?" Yang Ping didn't know what medicine Director Lan bought in the gourd.
Director Lan said a little embarrassedly: "Professor Yang, to tell you the truth, I specifically informed the Publicity Department that they would send people to take photos and videos that day. Such a historic moment must be recorded. I have no other intention, I just want to get involved.
Let’s light up this surgery and promote our department. Let me make it clear first. It’s not marketing, it’s reasonable publicity. It’s all for the patients. You see, our level is now much better than the artificial plastic surgery hospitals that rent buildings and open outside.
, but patients don’t know what’s going on and they all go to those hospitals. If we raise our publicity level to a higher level and can attract more patients, we will benefit some patients. Do you think this is the truth?”
This guy really wanted to use Yin Wan's brand to do something. Yang Ping was a little unhappy, but he was a colleague in the hospital. Although he didn't agree with his views, as long as he didn't break the law or violate his conscience as a doctor, he could help.
It doesn't matter.
"Don't worry, I'm sensible. Dean Xia is watching over me. No matter how much I jump around, I won't cause any bottomless things. Besides, this time Yin Wan comes over, I really want to learn from him. So
As a big-name expert, how can I give up if I don't squeeze out some profit? But let me tell the truth, in this industry, if you don't do something fancy, people won't recognize you at all. The eight major departments of Union Medical College are really good, and the annual number of surgeries is probably not as good as anywhere else.
As for the private hospitals that advertise for rent, it’s still the same saying, only when there are more patients can our technology serve the people." Director Lan said in an almost pleading tone.
Yang Ping made a pause gesture: "I don't want to listen to your theory, and I don't have time to listen to it. I don't care what tricks you play, but you must take care of yourself and have a bottom line in doing things."
"Okay! It's agreed, I'll help you for a few minutes, and I want a camera." Director Lan requested again.
Yang Ping thought for a while: "Anyway, you and Director Chi are both on stage for the surgery. As for who the first and second assistants are, or whether they will take turns, you can discuss it with Director Chi. The surgery is scheduled for tomorrow. Today you have to contact Yin Wan to understand.
Surgery plan."
"Okay! Let me tell you, Professor Yang, I am not what the hospital legend says. I just want to use other people's ideas and methods to do business. Some things are just tools. It depends on how we use them and for what purpose-" Lan
The director wanted to say a few words of relief for himself. He was well-known in the hospital, and many people classified his ideas as those in the "academic field".
"Stop---"
"When you heard about me, I just thought that the fragrance of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, and the department also needs to be able to run it---why are you leaving? Listen to me and say a few words---"
Yang Ping ignored him at all and was too lazy to listen to his marketing theory. He turned around and left the director's office, followed by Director Lan to catch up.
Director Lan was extremely excited. With Yin Wan as a ladder, he wanted to give it a try.
Doctor's office.
Dr. Yin Wan has put away his paintings. He obviously has a knot in his mind about medical painting. He was evaluated by August as the second most powerful person. Yang Ping's painting level is actually better than his. He really wants to see Yang Ping.
What level can Ping draw?
The scrolls were put away, the gathered doctors dispersed, and everyone began to prepare for handover.
Augustus pulled Dr. Yin Wan to stand together. Of course, that was the area for training doctors.
During morning shift handover, directors, deputy directors, attendings, residents, interns, and doctors of different levels all have their own fixed areas and are not allowed to stand indiscriminately.
"Stop talking, it's time to take over!" Zhang Lin walked by and reminded August and Yin Wan.
August immediately raised his chest and stood almost at attention waiting for the handover. Yin Wan was very puzzled by this European leader in spinal surgery. It was just a normal academic exchange, there was no need to be so respectful.
Yin Wan knew that Yang Ping's academic level was very high, and he came here for this reason, but August couldn't be like this, like a student, funny.
"Relax, Mr. August." Yin Wan told August.
August still maintained his posture: "Here, I want to relax, but I can't. You will understand soon."
Yin Wan glanced at Robert. This usually active American man felt like he was taking medicine. His knowledge, which was almost standing at attention, seemed solemn and sacred.
After the shift is over, Teacher Sun will report on the surgical plan. That is, for special patients who will be scheduled for surgery the next day, the surgical plan should be taken out and reported to everyone so that everyone can see if there are any mistakes.
Many times in orthopedics, a series of images can explain the problem, but this cannot be done in plastic surgery. Plastic surgery must match the pictures.
"Dr. Yin Wan, could you please tell me your surgical plan? The time should be controlled within fifteen minutes." Song Zimo motioned to Dr. Yin Wan.
Within fifteen minutes?
I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it in an hour. There are more than a dozen paintings, and I can't explain it clearly in half an hour on just one painting.
"We need to explain the surgical plan clearly, and we can't do it within fifteen minutes." Yin Wan shrugged, expressing his helplessness.
Song Zimo looked at Yang Ping. Yang Ping looked at the time. The surgical report for the morning shift could not delay too much time, so he said: "Well, I just saw Dr. Yin Wan's surgical plan. Let me talk about it. After the meeting,
How about we slowly communicate with the surgical team members?"
Yin Wan expressed his acquiescence and this is the only way.
Yang Ping went to the whiteboard, picked up the whiteboard marker, and started drawing with the thinnest end, talking as he drew.
"This operation is a skin grafting operation, which replaces scars all over the body with skin, so the cutting, splicing, fitting, and pressure of the skin graft are very important---"
As the whiteboard pen wanders around in my hand, a wonderful human body drawing immediately appears on the whiteboard. The speed of drawing is incredible, and the way of drawing is also very unique.
It is almost a continuous stroke to outline the outline of the human body, and then start to process the details of each part. After the front view is drawn and explained, there is no pause, followed by the back view, the left side view, and the right side view.
, Inclined views from various angles.
There was not a single mistake in the entire painting process, so there was not a single correction and it was done in one go.
Due to the limited area of the whiteboard, Yang Ping divided the whiteboard into two parts: left and right. After finishing the painting on the right, he immediately went to the left to do the second painting. Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang immediately erased the painting after speaking to make room for Yang Ping.
When preparing for the next painting, the coordination is very smooth.
In this way, Yang Ping completed the demonstration of Yin Wan's fourteen paintings in fifteen minutes, which is about one minute per painting on average, without any omissions or omissions.
"God---"
Yin Wan shouted in his heart, and then all the muscles in his body seemed to be in a state of stiffness.
Is this a person? Are you sure this is a person?
"Dr. Yin Wan?" August saw Yin Wan's strange expression and touched him lightly with the tip of his elbow, but Yin Wan didn't respond.
August smiled slightly: "I didn't expect you to experience this wonderful feeling so quickly. I said, you can't relax here, but it doesn't matter, get used to it slowly. We often encounter this kind of experience, very often
You will get used to it soon, and I am very familiar with your feelings - the muscles all over the body are stiff, the lips will tremble slightly involuntarily, the scalp is still a little numb, the heart obviously feels arrhythmia, and the legs are involuntarily weak. Hold on, stand firm
, don’t make people laugh, and the temperature is obviously very high, but you feel afraid of the cold---"
"Yes, sir, that's it. You were right. Is my expression ugly now? Is there any medicine that can relieve it?" Yin Wan stared at the whiteboard and Yang Ping, and spoke softly.
Say.
August shook his head: "An appropriate amount of sedatives can relieve the pain, but it is in vain because we don't know when the symptoms will relapse next time."
"Thank you! Can you come closer to me? I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on." Yin Wan glanced at August.
At this time, August and Robert approached each other.
"Don't worry, you are not fighting alone!" Robert comforted.
Director Lan was sending WeChat messages desperately at this time. He had already called several young doctors in the department and told them to seize the opportunity and take pictures as hard as they could, especially when discussing the case with Yin Wan later, they should take pictures from different angles.
Clear photos.
This time, Director Lan will play a trick to impress those who oppose him and regard him as a marketing person.
"Hmph, I want you to see the power of marketing---"
