The short intern performed debridement and disinfection on the young man, and then said to Dr. Gao.
"Xiao Fang?"
Doctor Gao looked at Fang Le.
Fang Le walked directly to the young man and looked at the wound: "Line 1."
"One line?"
The short resident doctor was stunned for a moment and looked at Dr. Gao.
Generally speaking, No. 1 thread is standard for external trauma sutures, but for the sake of safety, most doctors will use thicker ones, especially newcomers. More people use No. 4 thread, after all, it is stronger.
At this time, people's requirements for medical effects were not so demanding. External trauma suturing and wound recovery were the first priority. The wounds sutured with stronger threads may be uglier and the scars more obvious, but the wounds are not easy to collapse.
In fact, Dr. Gao himself often uses No. 4 thread. That is, he only uses No. 1 thread when he encounters some female patients with special wound locations.
And relatively speaking, for the same model, the non-absorbable thread is thinner than the absorbable thread.
Although catgut has been around for a long time, in the 1990s, the use of catgut and absorbable sutures in surgical departments of major hospitals was still relatively rare. At this time, the cost of absorbable sutures was still quite high, and
It is occasionally used in some gynecological and urinary system surgeries, as well as for suturing the mucous membranes of the stomach, intestines, bladder, ureters, and bile ducts.
For debridement and suturing, non-absorbable sutures are basically used now. After the wound has almost recovered, the patient has to come regularly to have the sutures removed.
"Xiao Fang?"
Doctor Gao called Fang Le.
This kid doesn't understand anything, does he?
In Dr. Gao's view, Fang Le followed the teaching materials. Line 1 is standard. But in actual clinical practice, some things in the teaching materials need to be flexible. How can they be rigidly applied?
The wound is ugly and generally not a big problem, but if the wound breaks apart a second time, the patient and the patient's family may be in trouble.
"After all, it's the forehead, and the wound is quite long."
Fang Le looked at the young man's wound and said: "And it's still an irregular wound. The young man is young and immature. We have to think more about it. What if we can't find a wife in the future?"
"That's what the little doctor said."
The young man's father nodded hurriedly: "The scar should not be too obvious, it will be too ugly, it will disfigure the face."
"You're not much older than me."
The young man looked at Fang Le angrily.
"If I were you, I would definitely behave well now."
Fang Le smiled, turned around and said to the young man's father: "The wound is actually not too long, at most five or six injections, and it's on the forehead. Otherwise, we shouldn't use anesthetics. Anesthetics hurt the brain."
"Well, no more fighting."
The young man's father nodded.
The young man's father can actually understand what Fang Le means, and it's not that it hurts his brain. However, this father is indeed a big-headed son, which can be seen from the kicking all the way just now.
So Fang Le said that he would not take any anesthesia, and the young man's father immediately agreed, so that he could suffer some pain and gain a better memory.
"puff!"
Cheng Yunxing beside him couldn't help but laugh.
Fang Le is really too bad.
Without anesthesia, who can bear this?
"I disagree."
The young man stood up from the stool in an instant, and then looked at Fang Le fiercely: "I will remember you."
"Well, my name is Fang Le."
Fang Le smiled and nodded: "Don't send the banner to the wrong person when sending it."
"You wait."
The young man gritted his teeth.
"Pay attention to the muscles on your face, the wound is bleeding again."
Fang Le reminded.
"Tch, isn't it just that there is no anesthesia? Mr. Guan is also scraping the bones to cure the poison."
The young man sat back angrily. He was really a tough young man.
"Xiao Fang, please sew it up as soon as possible."
Dr. Gao reminded him, and the young man became angry. It would be a big deal if he hid on the roadside and beat sap after getting off work.
As he spoke, the short intern came over with sutures and instruments ready.
Fang Le washed his hands, put on gloves, picked up the needle pliers, and began to suture the young man.
"If you say there is no anesthetic, then there is no anesthetic. Fang Le takes the needle..."
"hiss!"
The young man immediately gasped in pain and struggled to get up, but Fang Le's elbow pressed so lightly on the young man's shoulder, preventing the young man from getting up.
"Sit down."
Before the sutures were done, Fang Le was still joking, but now he is much more serious.
"The more you struggle, the more painful it becomes, and the wound becomes more ugly. Aren't you afraid of the pain?"
While talking, Fang Le had finished sewing the first stitch, tied the knot, and started the second stitch.
The young man actually sat on the stool honestly and stopped struggling. Although he gasped in pain and grimaced, he was really honest.
At that moment, the young man was stunned. This young doctor is really not simple.
Others may think it's nothing, but the young man struggled just now. He knew very well how strong he was and how he felt. Fang Le's elbow only pressed lightly, and he felt as if he was being suppressed by a big mountain.
He was so tired that he couldn't get up at all.
Moreover, the position where Fang Le pressed was an acupuncture point, which made the young man unable to use his strength in an instant.
One stitch, two stitches.
Fang Le uses the most common simple interrupted suture, where each stitch is knotted separately.
I was told five or six stitches at that time, and sure enough, I got six stitches.
Dr. Gao stood on the sidelines with his mouth open, watching, and said nothing for a long time.
When Fang Le took the first stitch, Dr. Gao was about to shout, this guy really doesn't want to give someone an anesthetic?
As a result, the young man was instantly honest. Fang Le finished the first stitch, and Dr. Gao just kept his posture, a little sluggish.
"Okay, let's bandage the wound."
Fang Le put down the needle-holding pliers and told the young man: "Pay attention to emotional changes. The forehead is still relatively easy to crack. Don't frown, get angry, or have too obvious emotional changes."
"knew."
The young man replied dully.
"Huh!"
The father of the young man next to him was shocked. What happened to his son?
After a few stitches, how can I become more honest?
Just now, the young man's father catered to Fang Le and said he would not use anesthesia, but when the sutures were actually being done, he was still very worried and stood by the side, ready to help hold down his son.
As a result, the young man struggled a bit during the first injection, and then gritted his teeth and endured it.
"It's quite tough."
Fang Le commented with a smile.
Whatever you say, the young man is indeed very tough.
Fang Le knew that although the young man had his reasons for being suppressed by him, he was indeed a tough guy if he could endure it later.
"I remember you and will look for you another time."
After the young man bandaged up, he stood up and looked at Fang Le.
"Okay, you can come to me when you want to remove the stitches."
Fang Le said with a smile.
"Remember what? Why don't you thank the doctor?"
The young man's father raised his foot and kicked his son again, and the father and son just kicked and hid out of the treatment room.
After the father and son left the treatment room, Dr. Gao said to Fang Le: "Xiao Fang, your suturing skills are not low."
"know a little."
Fang Le smiled politely.
"Is it the billionaire from Shan Liren?"
Cheng Yunxing asked from the side.
Dr. Gao didn't have any idea about Fang Le's meeting, but Cheng Yunxing knew about it.
Every time Fang Le said he knew a little bit, it turned out that he really knew a hundred million points.
Fang Le explained this single billion to Cheng Yunxing.
"you know too much."
Fang Le glared at Cheng Yunxing.
"Call the next patient."
Dr. Gao didn't quite understand the conversation between Fang Le and Cheng Yunxing, but he was really curious about Fang Le's level.
After just five or six injections, Dr. Gao could see that Fang Le's foundation was very solid and his suturing skills were not low, but after all, a patient could not see anything.
The second patient came in, the short intern debrided and disinfected, and Fang Le continued to suture. Dr. Gao and Cheng Yunxing both stood aside and watched, unblinking.
One person.
Two people.
Three.
Unknowingly, Fang Le had already treated seven or eight patients, and for these seven or eight patients, Fang Le also changed three suture techniques.
Before his rebirth, as the youngest surgical master of Jiangzhong Hospital and a surgical expert in many fields, Fang Le's suturing level was quite high. The trauma suturing in the treatment room was really a pediatrician for Fang Le. This was a basic skill.
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Therefore, when facing different patients and different wounds, Fang Le will subconsciously choose the suturing technique that is most suitable for the patient and the wound.
Doctor Gao's eyes widened as he watched.
Is this a little bit skillful?
Are you here to learn or show off your skills?
For a moment, Dr. Gao felt a little bit hot.
When Fang Le first came, he was still patting his chest and wanted to take Fang Le with him. Now who is taking whom?
"Get out of the way, I'll do it."
When the next patient came in, Dr. Gao deprived the short intern of the qualification to debridement and disinfection, and went to the battle himself. While treating the wound, Dr. Gao asked politely: "Doctor Fang, what method should be used to suture this wound?"
Appropriate, how to consider this factor?”
Unknowingly, Xiao Fang has become Dr. Fang.
His hemostasis skills are amazing, and his suturing skills are also amazing. He is not a newbie, he is just a master.
"Xiao Huang!"
Han Shengxue walked around the observation room and came out. He saw Huang Xiaolong from a distance and shouted.
"Director Han."
Huang Xiaolong hurriedly ran to Han Shengxue: "Director Han, are you looking for me?"
"Why haven't you seen Fang Le for most of the day? What have you been doing?"
Han Sheng Knowledge.
Huang Xiaolong said hurriedly: "Dr. Fang asked me what he was doing today. I thought there were many things in the treatment room, so I asked Dr. Fang to go to the treatment room to help."
"Go to the disposal room?"
Han Shengxue said with a smile: "Well, debridement and suturing are the basics. You really should practice it. Okay, you go."
As he spoke, Han Shengxue walked towards the disposal room.
After all, he is half a soldier. Han Shengxue walked all the way, his body straight and steady, and the distance between each step seemed to be about the same. As he walked, Director Han nodded to the doctors and nurses who greeted him, as if he was reviewing