Fang Le drove the car and entered Tangdu Hospital, and the journey was smooth. In this era, luxury cars are a pass in many places.
After entering the hospital, parking the car, Fang Le took the people out of the car.
"This is Tangdu?"
Cheng Yunhai was a little surprised: "It's very different from our Xijing Hospital."
"Affected by geographical location, the gap is still huge."
Li Xiwen said: "This area is relatively biased."
Xijing Hospital is not too far from the ancient city wall of Xijing City, but Tangdu Hospital is in Bahe District, far away from the city center. At this time, the second ring road of Xijing City is still under construction, and the most prosperous area is within the ancient city wall.
As well as the area within a few kilometers of the ancient city wall and beyond, wheat is still grown in many places.
"The development of major cities has been gradually accelerating in recent years. Tangdu Hospital has good foundation and will not be much worse than Xijing Hospital in a few years."
Fang Le said as he led people into the hospital.
In later generations, Tangdu Hospital and Xijing Hospital can be said to be the signatures of Qinzhou Province, the two most famous hospitals. Fang Le came to Xijing City before he was reborn, and he also came here to make flying knives. It was Tangdu that he came to.
"Is this Dr. Fang?"
While Fang Le and the others were talking, a young doctor aged 26 or 27 came up to him with a smile and asked a little uncertainly.
"Yes, I am Fang Le."
Fang Le nodded.
There seems to be something wrong with Tangdu Hospital's attitude.
Before rebirth, Le was also a person who was throwing knives everywhere, so he understood this situation.
No matter how young Fang Le himself is, he was invited by Tangdu Hospital after all. The visitor is a guest, and there is only a young doctor on the other side who is responsible for greeting him?
And Fang Le knows better that being able to shoot a flying knife in this era is still different from that in later generations.
"Hello, Dr. Fang."
The young doctor's attitude was very polite, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand: "I am Li Zhiyong, a resident doctor in the Department of Hand Surgery."
While shaking hands with Fang Le, Li Zhiyong explained with a smile: "Our Director Pan has something to do at the moment, so he specially asked me to come out and wait for you, Dr. Fang. Shall we go in and talk?"
"Thank you Dr. Li."
Fang Le nodded, didn't say much, and walked inside with Li Zhiyong.
Li Zhiyong was only a minor resident and was just following orders. Fang Le was not stingy enough to argue with a minor resident.
However, Shang Le remained silent and expressionless all the way.
Li Zhiyong originally planned to say a few words to Fang Le, but when Fang Le remained silent, he couldn't say any more.
Huang Xiaolong, the three people following Fang Le, also cooperated and said nothing, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing along the way.
"Doctor Fang, how about we see the patient first?"
When he arrived at the department, Li Zhiyong bit the bullet and said to Fang Le.
To say that Director Pan is busy is just a show of words. In fact, Director Pan has no intention of showing up.
"OK."
Fang Le nodded.
The patient was a young man in his thirties who suffered lacerations. He was wearing gloves when he was working and was twisted into a gear. Three fingers were torn to varying degrees. Fang Le did an examination and said directly: "
Let's prepare for the operation. After it's done, we can go back quickly and make it in time for dinner."
"ah……"
Li Zhiyong didn't expect Fang Le to be so happy. He was a little embarrassed and said hurriedly: "The operating room has been prepared. I'm just waiting for Dr. Fang to come over."
"Are you well prepared? Yes."
Fang Le nodded: "Lead the way."
Following Li Zhiyong to the operating room, the patient was sent into the operating room through the patient passage.
In the operating room, Fang Le and others were changing clothes, and Huang Xiaolong complained: "Doctor Fang, there is only one resident doctor here in Tangdu, and no one else shows up?"
"It's a bit strange. Normally we were invited here too."
Li Xiwen also said softly.
Everything today seemed a bit unreasonable to Li Xiwen and Huang Xiaolong.
The significance of flying knives in this era is still very different from that of later generations. The level of each hospital is relatively low. Looking at the country, there are only so many experts who can perform some top surgeries.
There are few good doctors and many patients. Sometimes it’s not a question of who you choose, but that others don’t know it, and those who do are full of surgeries. Not just in this hospital, but all over the country, they are all rescuers.
At this time, some top experts really don't do minor surgeries and have no time at all. Moreover, they only perform challenging and difficult surgeries in the same field.
Similar to the next two decades, for a surgery, a well-connected person can hire two or three experts in the same field at the same time, and then the situation is almost non-existent.
Now that Fang Le has been invited by Tangdu Hospital, not even one of the attending doctors from the department has shown up. This is a very rare situation. If it had been for another expert, they might have turned around and left.
"What's wrong with this?"
Fang Le said with a smile: "There are still people in Tangdu who can perform surgical operations on the hand. I am young and only an intern. Just wait. When the operation starts, someone will come in."
"Doctor Fang, aren't you angry?"
Huang Xiaolong asked.
"It depends on when you get angry."
Fang Le smiled and said: "I am just a little doctor and a little intern now, so what right do I have to be angry?"
"Only when your level and fame increase can you be qualified. Otherwise, who cares about you?"
"At this time, what we have to do is to perform the operation well. Once the operation is done, the patient's prognosis will be improved, which is more important than being angry."
"Besides, aren't we here to perform surgeries on patients?"
Li Xiwen really admired Fang Le: "Doctor Fang is right. Now that the operation is done, it will be more useful than being angry."
"Um."
Huang Xiaolong nodded, remembering the scene with Dong Wenxue in the operating room.
Dong Wenxue’s attitude changed before and after the operation.
At this time, the more negligent Tang Du is, the more embarrassing it will be after the surgery.
"Prepare for surgery."
While talking, Fang Le was already ready and walked to the operating table.
After incision, the scalpel was like an obedient child in Fang Le's hands. Li Xiwen and Huang Xiaolong watched carefully while cutting their hands.
I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Fang Le’s surgery was done very quickly today, faster than many surgeries he had done at Xijing Hospital before.
Having accumulated experience in nearly thirty surgeries, Fang Le's feeling has returned a long time ago. Now in terms of watches, Fang Le has returned to the peak state before his rebirth.
There are three fingers. One finger is not seriously injured, but the other two fingers are the key. In other words, today's surgery requires tendon suturing on only two fingers.
…
"Director Pan."
Outside the operating room, Pan Qingguo's figure appeared.
"How long have you been in there?"
Pan Qingguo asked.
"It's been an hour."
Li Zhiyong said hurriedly.
"One hour?"
Pan Qingguo smiled and said: "It's almost the critical moment. I'll go in and take a look."
As he spoke, Pan Qingguo planned to enter the operating room, but before Pan Qingguo could enter, the air valve in the operating room suddenly opened, and Fang Le and others had already walked out of the operating room.
"Doctor Fang?"
Li Zhiyong was surprised.
Why did Fang Le and the others come out?
Could it be that they gave up because the operation was too difficult?
What were the four Fang Le people doing inside during this hour?
Pan Qingguo was wearing a mask, but Fang Le and the other four had already taken off their masks. Pan Qingguo could see the young faces of Fang Le and others at a glance.
In just an hour, Fang Le and the four of them left the operating room together. Pan Qingguo also didn't think the operation was complete.
Pan Qingguo had learned about the patient's condition when he came out of the operating room. The lacerations, wounds were not neat, and the tendon damage was quite serious. Pan Qingguo estimated that if he were to do it, apart from preoperative preparation, one finger would need at least one
It takes half an hour to make.
Surgical surgery is really a delicate job.
So Pan Qingguo came over with a pinch. He guessed that Fang Le would have reached the tendon part by now.
But what's going on when so many people come out now?
Pan Qingguo had heard about surgical surgeries in Xijing, so Pan Qingguo did not doubt whether Fang Le could do it. The main issue was his level of skill.
But now Pan Qingguo felt that he had been fooled.
Could it be that these young people felt that they were neglecting themselves and chatting in the operating room for an hour?
It takes an hour to go in, excluding changing clothes, finishing touches, and the operation takes up to fifty minutes, maybe less.
"Dr. Li!"
Fang Le saw Li Zhiyong and said with a smile: "The operation has been completed and the patient has been sent out..."
Saying that, Fang Le took out another piece of paper from his pocket: "This is a prescription for rehabilitation of our patients after surgery. It is smoked first and then washed to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis. The patient can cooperate from the third day after surgery.
If you use it, we’ll leave first.”
While talking, Fang Le was already taking steps to leave.
"Doctor Fang!"
Li Zhiyong was still holding the prescription that Fang Le had pushed towards him. He only came to his senses when Fang Le was about to leave.
"Is the operation finished?"
Li Zhiyong's voice was a little torn.
"Well, it's done."
Fang Le said: "We won't come out until the surgery is finished. Could it be that Dr. Li thought we were chatting in the operating room just now?"
"No no."
Li Zhiyong shook his head, thinking to himself, I just thought you were chatting inside.
It takes an hour to even take the fur off the skin, and you’re done with two fingers?
Even if you didn't chat, you probably just sewed a piece of skin together, right?
But Li Zhiyong didn't dare to say this.
"Then we'll leave first."
Fang Le said: "This time, I was delayed for an hour on the road."
"Doctor Fang!"
Seeing that Fang Le was about to leave again, Li Zhiyong shouted again under Pan Qingguo's eyes.
"Dr. Li, is there anything else?"
Fang Le asked.
"Surgery...is it okay?" Li Zhiyong asked bravely.
"The operation went well."
Fang Le said politely: "As for postoperative rehabilitation, it's your business. It's up to you whether you use the prescriptions I give you."
After saying that, Fang Le left without looking back. Huang Xiaolong and the other two followed behind him, feeling quite comfortable for a while.