Han Shengxue came to the processing room. The interns who were still wandering around the processing room and poking their heads hurriedly stood up straight and greeted Han Shengxue cautiously.
At this time, the emergency department of Xijing Hospital was not at all comparable to what it would be in the future. There was no dedicated lounge or waiting room in the treatment room. The interns were just wandering around, waiting to see if they had a chance to help.
At this moment, Fang Le was sewing inside. Some people were just curious at first, but as they watched, more and more people were watching.
When Han Shengxue came over, several people at the door of the treatment room were poking their heads.
"What's going on? Do you have anything to do?"
Han Shengxue had a straight face, and the majesty of the department director was clearly revealed.
A group of interns suddenly became trembling with fear.
Although college students are very popular these days, and undergraduates don't have to worry much about finding a job, Xijing Hospital is No. 1 after all, and the threshold is still very high. With so many interns, not even one-third of them can be retained.
If you can't stay in Xijing, you can only go to other hospitals, which is a much worse starting point.
Han Shengxue, the department director, has a lot of say. Although he cannot completely decide who stays, he can definitely decide who leaves.
"What are you looking at?"
Han Shengxue asked with a straight face.
"Director Han, Fang Le is stitching inside."
A slightly bolder intern said softly to Han Shengxue.
"Sew it up, just sew it up. Have you ever seen anyone sew it up?"
Han Shengxue still had a straight face, but his heart twitched: "Nothing happened, right? Who is on duty here today?"
"Doctor Gao is on duty."
The intern who just spoke hurriedly said: "Nothing happened. Fang Le's sutures are amazing. We are discussing it."
"Others are so good, why don't you learn from them?"
Han Shengxue breathed a sigh of relief and still scolded: "You are all in the same class. Fang Le is from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Look at the gap between you and others."
The interns were immediately silenced by the training.
I can't take this anymore.
It is true that they are in the same class. They are both from the Military Medical College. Fang Le is from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but now he is being compared to others.
"It's all gone."
As Han Shengxue spoke, he entered the treatment room.
In the treatment room, Dr. Gao stood next to Fang Le, like a scumbag listening to a lecture by a top student. There were not many, just like a top student listening to the teacher's lecture. Doctors are all top students, with eyes full of
It's all about curiosity.
Cheng Yunxing was also standing on the side, like a curious baby.
The patient is an old man in his sixties. While suturing, Fang Le said to Dr. Gao: "The patient's skin is loose. In order to avoid the collapse of the patient's intradermal tissue, this suture technique can be used, interrupted vertical mattress.
The eversion suture method allows part of the outer skin to evert out during suturing to ensure intracutaneous docking, which can ensure better intracutaneous healing. Elderly patients generally don’t care too much about the size of the wound, and the healing effect is the first priority.”
"Um!"
Dr. Gao nodded obediently.
Suturing is a basic skill for surgeons. Dr. Gao has been working in the emergency department for many years. His suturing skills are actually quite good, but he cannot master every suturing technique.
Moreover, at this time, some suturing techniques were still different from those mastered by Fang Le. Medicine is constantly improving. After a difference of 60 years, the same techniques have changed a lot.
Han Shengxue was stunned when he entered the door.
What the hell is going on?
When he first came in, Han Shengxue thought that Dr. Gao was giving Fang Le advice. But after hearing a few words, it turned out that was not the case at all. Dr. Gao was just learning from him.
"Gao Dawei!"
Han Shengxue couldn't help shouting.
"Director Han."
Dr. Gao was shocked instantly. He didn't even notice that Director Han was here.
"Director Han!"
Cheng Yunxing and Fang Le also hurriedly greeted Han Shengxue.
"Gao Dawei, what's going on with you?"
Han Shengxue kept a straight face.
"Director Han, I am learning from Dr. Fang."
Dr. Gao was older and thick-skinned, so he didn't care. He smiled and said, "Director Han, you don't know that Dr. Fang is not only good at stopping bleeding, but also at suturing. He has treated more than a dozen patients now.
Every patient is handled very well, and Dr. Fang knows many suturing techniques, some of which I have never seen before.”
Han Shengxue said nothing and walked to Fang Le's side.
"Okay, let's bandage it."
Fang Le had already finished suturing and tying knots, and the short intern next to him hurriedly stepped forward to take over the bandaging task.
Originally, the short intern was a little aggrieved because Fang Le took his opportunity, but now, the short intern has stopped complaining.
Dr. Gao looked like a student and looked like he had never seen the world. What else could a short intern have to say?
If Fang Le's level is in the treatment room, it's just the emperor's pleasure when he goes on a tour.
"Xiao Fang, can you sew?"
Han Sheng imitated Fang Le and had a very gentle face, and asked with a smile.
"know a little."
Fang Le said politely.
When Doctor Gao Daweigao next to him heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and his whole body felt bad.
It’s this sentence again, know it a little bit.
Is this called a bit of a skill?
Dr. Gao has been working in the emergency department for so many years and is quite familiar with most of the doctors in the emergency department. As for Fang Le's hand in suturing, there are only a few in their department.
Although suturing, hemostasis, ligation, and drainage are the basic skills of a surgeon, most surgeons are qualified to perform surgery after they have mastered the basic skills to a certain extent. After doing surgery, they are exposed to other fields, and the time they originally devoted to practicing basic skills is gone.
Just less.
"If you were more polite, Gao Dawei wouldn't have to come to work tomorrow."
Han Shengxue said angrily.
Although Fang Le's patient had been treated as soon as Han Shengxue approached, Han Shengxue saw Gao Dawei's attitude just now.
A senior attending physician with more than ten years of experience is learning from an intern who knows a little bit, so what else is there to do?
"That's what Director Han said."
Dr. Gao said hurriedly: "Doctor Fang, you don't dare to be so humble."
"Director Han, what Fang Le has is equal to Shan Liren's billions, tens, millions..."
Cheng Yunxing smiled and explained to Han Shengxue.
"Will it be 100 million points?"
Han Shengxue couldn't help but laugh: "You are good at inventing words."
While talking, the next patient has already come in. Dr. Gao is responsible for debridement, disinfection and anesthesia, Fang Le is responsible for suturing, and the short intern is responsible for bandaging. By now, the three of them have cooperated quite well.
Han Shengxue stood aside and watched for a while, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Fang Le, you really know how to do it."
Han Shengxue had already thought of Fang Le very much just now, but he was still surprised when he saw it with his own eyes.
Fang Le's high level is not simply a high level, but a very casual one.
After working in the emergency department for so many years, Han Shengxue has also met some interns with good skills. Most interns or trainees, even if they are good, are a little nervous when they first get started or when there are leaders around them.
I was very focused at all times and didn't dare to be careless at all.
Fang Le is also focused, but relatively speaking, he is like an experienced driver who has been driving for many years. His whole body is relaxed, and he can talk to the people next to him casually while stitching, and even turn around without affecting him at all.
Only senior doctors can display this kind of performance.
Some things require more than just level, but also experience. Han Shengxue was a little confused, how did Fang Le get such a good attitude?
"What a natural surgeon."
Han Shengxue sighed in his heart.
With such a high level of hemostasis and such a powerful suturing ability, if you train them well, you will really become a very powerful surgeon in the future.
Thinking about it, even Han Shengxue felt scared, so he almost turned away the door.
Tsk!
After watching for a while, Han Shengxue turned around and left the disposal room.
Director Han was a little worried at first, but now he is just happy.
Some discerning doctors and nurses can even clearly feel that after Director Han came out of the treatment room, his steps seemed to be a lot lighter. If Director Han looked like a patrolling general just now, now
Director Han was like a general who had won a battle, unable to conceal the joy and excitement in his heart.
Throughout the morning, Fang Le was at the disposal room.
After not entering the treatment room for a long time, Fang Le still felt a little energetic this morning, and the whole morning was very fulfilling.
When it was almost time for lunch, Fang Le went to the cafeteria with Cheng Yunxing to eat with some unfinished thoughts.
While walking, Cheng Yunxing looked back at Fang Le from time to time.
"What's wrong with you?"
Fang Le looked at Cheng Yunxing strangely, why was this child always so startled?
"Are you really Fang Le?"
Cheng Yunxing scratched his scalp. The more he came into contact with Fang Le, the more unreal he felt.
"When the chapter is gone, only the joy is left."
Fang Le said angrily.
"What account is gone?"
Classmate Cheng Xingxing looked puzzled: "Did you owe someone a debt before?"
"Well, I owe a lot."
Fang Le nodded and said seriously: "I was lying on the bed, dying, owed a lot of debt, and almost died. Hey, you have walked away from the gate of hell. You can't understand this kind of mentality."
"If one survives, there will be future fortunes."
Cheng Yunxing stretched out his hand to pat Fang Le on the shoulder, but Fang Le opened the door.
Just take advantage of anyone?
"Look, aren't you destined to be lucky if you survive a catastrophe?"
"That's right, don't move your hands or feet."
Fang Le reminded.
"No, it's OK for you to shoot me, but not for me to shoot you?"
Cheng Yunxing was unhappy: "Why?"
"Have you finished the oranges?"
Fang Le suddenly asked.
"I've finished eating already."
Cheng Yunxing couldn't adapt to Fang Le's rhythm: "What do you care about Orange?"
"I'll buy you some more after get off work later."
Fang Le reached out and patted Cheng Yunxing on the shoulder: "But if you eat too many oranges and you get angry, you can't eat too much."
“Is it okay if you can’t afford to eat every day?”
Cheng Yunxing said angrily.
Transportation is inconvenient these days, and oranges in Xijing City are not cheap.
"It's okay. If you want to eat, come to me and I'll buy it for you."
Fang Le reached out and patted Cheng Yunxing on the shoulder: "With our family's conditions, it's okay to eat some oranges."