After handling one finger, Fang Le continued to handle the second one.
This time, Dong Wenxu said a lot less. He just started to move and watched Fang Le's operations attentively, wishing that his eyes were close to him.
The small scalpel is quite dexterous in Fang Le's hands.
...
"Well, I'm a little bit raw."
Inserting the needle, threading the thread, and tying the knot, with the last step completed, Fang Le placed the instrument in the hands of the nurse on the side and sighed subconsciously.
It’s true that I’m a bit shaky, not only because I haven’t done it for more than half a year, but the most important thing is that I have changed a person. Although Fang Le has been focusing on exercise since he was reborn, and he is not very busy in the morning, so he will not delay his boxing practice, but he can really get started.
It is indeed my first time to operate it for such a long time, and it is still relatively unwieldy.
Dr. Ma Liangliang, who was in charge of retracting the hook, glanced at Fang Le and said nothing.
The hand is born, the hand is born. Whether it is born or not is not something he can achieve. He still needs to look up.
Dong Wexue also remained silent, but Dong Wexue felt that Fang Le's words were said to him on purpose.
An intern, I don’t know where I learned my skills, but my level is so good, how can I fight back?
If this was a hand job, would Dong Wenxu have lived in vain for the past forty years?
"Send the patient to the ward, pay attention to the situation at all times, and remember to make arrangements for rehabilitation."
Fang Le said to Huang Xiaolong, who also participated in the operation and was involved in almost the entire process.
The person involved in the surgery, namely Huang Xiaolong, was from his own department, so this matter could only be left to Huang Xiaolong.
"I understand, Doctor Fang."
Huang Xiaolong responded hurriedly, showing more respect and politeness when addressing Dr. Fang Lefang.
The severed finger was sutured, and Huang Xiaolong was also very excited.
Huang Xiaolong is not as big-hearted as Fang Le and wants to touch everything. For Huang Xiaolong, as long as he can master a certain field and have no worries for the rest of his life, Huang Xiaolong will be satisfied.
Fang Le's tendon suturing just now made Huang Xiaolong's eyes water so much that he almost drooled. Dong Wenxu was even surprised. If he could learn this...
After the explanation, Fang Le got off the operating table, took off his gloves, and went to wash his hands and change clothes.
Considering that the patient was an eight-year-old child, Fang Le completed the entire operation this time, and all subsequent finishing touches were done by Fang Le himself and was not left to others.
When suturing a broken finger, the final suture is only about beauty and ugliness. Most surgeons will leave it to the assistant. However, if an eight-year-old child can sew something that looks better, it is better to make it look better.
"Director Dong, thank you for your hard work."
Han Shengxue walked up to Dong Wexue, who also stepped off the operating table, and said to Dong Wexue with a smile.
"Director Han."
Dong Wenxu hadn't taken off his mask yet, but Han Shengxue could see that Dong Wenxue's face was already red.
"Almost an hour."
Han Shengxue felt happy in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. He was still polite: "I have delayed Director Dong for so long."
"Director Han, you can only kill people with a nod of your head."
Dong Wenxue's voice was bitter: "I am impressed by Fang Le's level, and I hope Director Han will take more care of him in the future."
As he spoke, Dong Wenxu had already begun to hand over his hand.
People have to bow their heads under the eaves. Before the operation, it was Han Shengxue who wanted something. Now the situation has changed, and after the operation, it has become Dong Wenxue's desire.
Seeing Fang Le perform such an operation, Dong Wenxue knew that he would inevitably have to put in a good word for Han Shengxue.
The level is not as good as human beings.
Dong Wexue had to admit that Fang Le was better than him in suturing broken fingers, especially the key tendon suturing.
Although at Dong Wenxue's level, there is no need to give up what you have now to learn the m-tang method that Fang Le just did, you can still learn a lot from following Fang Le. If you can follow Fang Le and participate for a while,
Dong Wenwen feels that his level can definitely be improved.
"What did Director Dong say?"
Han Shengxue said with a smile: "Thanks to Director Dong's help today, otherwise I would not dare to let Fang Le undergo this operation. Besides, although I admit that Fang Le's operation today is good, in the end it still depends on the prognosis.
Once the prognosis is not good, what’s the use of doing it no matter how fancy it is?”
"I won't say anything else. If Director Han has any instructions from now on, I will be on call."
Dong Wexue did not argue with Han Shengxue and directly stated his position.
"Haha, what Director Dong said, our emergency department will definitely need Director Dong in the future."
Han Shengxue was in a good mood.
Just before the operation, Fang Le said that he would work hard in the future and let everyone beg him, Han Shengxue.
At that time, Han Shengxue was thinking about the future. Fang Le was young and highly talented. He was indeed a genius among geniuses. Han Shengxue had been practicing medicine for so many years and had trained many doctors. He also met many talented doctors. In the past few years, he had
The surgeons who jump out of the emergency department have at least one hand, and some have become pillars in other departments.
But even so, no one can compare with Fang Le.
It's just that no matter how talented a doctor is, it takes time to grow, and Han Shengxue was afraid that he wouldn't be able to wait.
Unexpectedly, this was just an operation, and it had only been less than an hour and a half since Fang Le said those words, and Dong Wenxue would have something to ask for.
To be honest, this surprise came so quickly that Han Shengxue was a little uncomfortable with it. If it happens again next time, Director Han will definitely say - it's okay, I can still bear it.
"Doctor Fang, let me help you!"
Han Shengxue and Dong Wenxue were talking here. On the other side, Ma Liangliang, who had taken off his gloves, had already stepped forward to help Fang Le take off his surgical gown. Before he took off his own, he helped Fang Le first and let the nurse who was originally planning to step forward
All a bit resentful.
D?
"Thank you Dr. Ma."
Fang Le politely thanked her while changing her clothes.
"Dr. Fang is very polite."
Ma Liangliang said with a smile: "I didn't know enough about Dr. Fang before and said some things that I shouldn't have said. Now that I think about it, it was really a trick in front of Guan Gong, which made Dr. Fang laugh."
"Dr. Ma also considers his patients."
Fang Le said with a smile.
"hehe!"
Ma Liangliang looked at Fang Le and seemed to really not mind, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dr. Ma has been following Director Dong in general surgery?"
Fang Le asked Ma Liangliang.
Although Ma Liangliang is also a senior attending physician, he is younger than Gao Dawei, only thirty-four or five years old, which is about the same age as Fang Le before his rebirth.
"yes."
Ma Liangliang secretly glanced at Dong Wenxue over there and whispered: "Although our hospital does not have a specialized hand surgery department at present, Director Dong's medical team is responsible for this. I am following Director Dong."
"Thank you so much, Dr. Ma today."
"Doctor Fang is too polite."
Feng Liangliang hurriedly smiled and said, Ma Liangliang was completely reassured by Fang Le's words of thanks.
Seeing Dong Wenxue also walking over, Ma Liangliang stopped talking to Fang Le. It was okay to help Fang Le take off his surgical clothes in front of Dong Wenxue, but if he said something outrageous in front of Director Dong, it would be fine.
It's no longer appropriate.
"Fang Le!"
Dong Wenxue arrived at Fang Le's side.
"Director Dong."
Fang Le greeted politely.
"You really taught me a lot today."
Dong Wenxue said: "Judging from the surgery just now, your level is very high. Have you really never done anything before?"
"Thank you, Director Dong, for your compliment."
Fang Le said politely: "How should I put it? In rural areas, medical conditions are poor and transportation is inconvenient. We can encounter all kinds of patients, and sometimes we have to go to hospital regardless of the situation."
"I understand."
Dong Wenxue nodded. He knew this situation. There are some rural doctors these days that you really cannot underestimate.
only......
Dong Wenxu looked at Fang Le's young and handsome face, and felt a little sour in his heart. He was too young.
If Fang Le were the same age as Ma Liangliang, Dong Wenxu would feel better.
...
Emergency department, duty room.
Gao Dawei came back from his work and saw Cheng Yunxing lying on the table writing medical records, so he walked over.
"Doctor Gao."
Cheng Yunxing raised his head and saw Gao Dawei, said hello, and then continued working.
In the past few days, as Fang Le treated more patients in the emergency department, Cheng Yunxing gradually became busier.
At present, the only people who know Chinese medicine in the emergency department are Fang Le and Cheng Yunxing. Fang Le is responsible for the treatment, and everything after that is basically left to Cheng Yunxing. In other words, Cheng Yunxing has become Fang Le's exclusive resident doctor.
Making ward rounds, carrying out doctor's orders, and writing medical records are all done by Xingxing. Xingxing is getting busier day by day.
Fortunately, Fang Lehui has a lot of people, he still has to do PDT, he also went to the cardiothoracic surgery in the morning, and now he is undergoing surgery, otherwise Xingxing would be really busy.
Of course, Xingxing has no complaints. Compared with the leisurely days in the first few days, Xingxing actually prefers to be busy. Otherwise, in the emergency department and Fang Le is away, Xingxing really has nothing to do.
"Why haven't you seen Dr. Fang for so long?"
Gao Dawei asked Cheng Yunxing.
"Going to the operating room."
Cheng Yunxing replied without raising his head.
"Having surgery?"
Gao Dawei was stunned: "No, I just finished a PDT case, and I haven't heard of any other patients."
"It looks like a broken finger was stitched together."
Cheng Yunxing still didn't look up: "At that time, Director Han specially called Director Dong Wenxue and Director Dong from the General Surgery Department, and they went to the operating room together."
"Sewing a broken finger?"
Gao Dawei opened his mouth for a moment, then smashed it again: "Okay, now you are playing with the watch again, following Director Dong to perform a suture operation on a broken finger? Didn't you just go to the cardiothoracic surgery in the morning? Why did it jump so big?"
"how could I know?"
Cheng Yunxing's tone was not very good: "I am a genius, and there are many geniuses, and then you throw a lot of work at me. I will have to write the medical records until the early morning."
"You kid, you got an advantage and still act like a good boy."
Gao Dawei smiled and cursed, walked to his seat and sat down, picked up the water glass and took a sip of tea.
Gao Dawei was not too surprised that Fang Le had undergone surgical surgery again. It was not unusual for a genius like Fang Le to be spotted by Jiang Hailei and then by Dong Wenxue.
Currently, among the leaders of so many departments in Xijing Hospital, everyone who has dealt with Fang Le dislikes Fang Le.