Pan Qingguo really stayed up all night.

No matter who has experienced something like this, it is impossible to sleep at night, right?

As the only director of hand surgery in Qinzhou Province, Pan Qingguo has always regarded himself as the first person in hand surgery in the province.

Although Han Shengxue felt that Pan Qingguo and Dong Wenxue were evenly matched, Pan Qingguo didn't think that if you were capable, why didn't Dong Wexue become independent?

There is still a big difference between the department director and the deputy director. His own department has the final say. Moreover, after the department becomes independent, it has a brand name to the outside world, and patient resources are also given priority. In other words, in Xijing City, other

People can only drink Pan Qingguo's foot-washing water.

Therefore, after learning that Xijing had undergone continuous operations in the past few days, Pan Qingguo wanted to find out.

As an intern, it’s surprising that he can perform surgery. How could it be more amazing?

Well, he is amazing, and quite amazing.

Pan Qingguo felt that he just drank a cup of tea and smoked a cigarette, then drank another cup of tea and smoked a cigarette, and then went over and finished the operation.

Didn’t everyone have the same surgery?

After Fang Le left, Pan Qingguo had no thoughts. He walked around the door of the patient's ward several times in the afternoon, but did not go in again. The operation time was short, so what was the point of taking a few more glances.

"Good morning, Director Pan!"

When Li Zhiyong saw Pan Qingguo in the morning, he almost thought he had recognized the wrong person. Director Pan had so heavy bags under his eyes.

Li Zhiyong is a resident doctor, but he is also a highly regarded resident doctor by Pan Qingguo. He is half a student of Pan Qingguo. Now Pan Qingguo will basically take Li Zhiyong with him whenever he performs surgery, so Li Zhiyong knows very well that Director Pan did not have any surgery arrangements last night.

"Um!"

Pan Qingguo nodded and asked, "Has the patient in bed 3 been scheduled for rehabilitation?"

"arranged."

Li Zhiyong raised his head and glanced at the big clock on the wall of the duty room: "It's about this time."

Although Li Zhiyong did not suffer from insomnia last night, he was still worried about the condition of the patient in bed 3. Of course, he knew that Director Pan was very worried, so the rehabilitation was arranged very early.

"Go to the rehab room."

Pan Qingguo said something and walked towards the rehabilitation room.

The hand surgery department of Tangdu Hospital is an independent department and naturally has its own rehabilitation room.

Walking into the rehabilitation room, the patient in bed 3 has just arrived, and the doctor in charge is checking the situation.

"Director Pan!"

Seeing Pan Qingguo come in, the doctor in charge of the examination was startled and hurriedly said hello.

Director Pan came so early?

"How is the patient doing?"

Pan Qingguo asked directly.

"Well, the color difference and temperature difference are not too abnormal, and the swelling is not serious, and the blood supply is normal."

The doctor in charge of the examination hurriedly said: "Judging from the patient's condition, the condition on the second day after the operation was excellent."

"Excellent?"

Listening to the examining doctor's answer, Pan Qingguo's face turned gloomy.

Such a high rating shows that the surgery was done very well.

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When the doctor in charge of the examination saw Pan Qingguo's face, he was so frightened that he dared not speak. Is Director Pan angry?

Shouldn't it?

Shouldn't it be a good thing for patients to recover well?

There are specialized doctors in the rehabilitation room, which is different from the inpatient department. Therefore, the doctor responsible for the examination does not know who performed the operation. Currently, there are only two people in the hand surgery department who can perform this operation independently.

, in addition to their Director Pan, there is another deputy director.

Is Director Pan afraid?

The doctor in charge of the examination felt that he had been too careless in what he said just now.

Pan Qingguo is really not angry, just shocked. But at this moment, Pan Qingguo's face is gloomy. This is what Pan Qingguo does when he is thinking about things.

One hour, and the ending, Two Fingers, got excellent reviews?

Pan Qingguo didn't say anything, but walked forward and inspected it in detail.

Well, color difference is no problem!

The temperature is no problem!

Blood supply is no problem!

Excellent!

The doctors in charge of Pan Qingguojue's examination all said it conservatively. For situations like Bed No. 3, among the many patients they have handled in their hand surgery, the condition of the patients on the second day after surgery was considered to be one of the best.

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I can’t say it’s unique. It may happen on the second day after surgery, but it will definitely not exceed one pair of hands.

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"30 cases?"

In the morning, Han Shengxue and Dong Wenxue also went to the rehabilitation room first.

Coming out of the rehabilitation room, Han Sheng learned about Dong Wenxue.

"Well, after Fang Le came back yesterday, he had two more surgeries. Including the first child, he was thirty."

Dong Wenxue nodded.

"What's the prognosis?"

Han Sheng Knowledge.

"Director Han, you can see for yourself."

Dong Wenxue handed the folder in his hand to Han Shengxue: "Excluding patients within three days of surgery, here are the recovery evaluations of 18 patients."

Han Shengxue took it.

Excellent, excellent, excellent, B, excellent, excellent, B, B...

"Nearly 80% excellent?" Han Shengxue couldn't believe it.

"To be precise, it's 80% excellent."

Dong Wenxue said: "Basically, those who can achieve excellence are quite good, not critical, there are only three B's!"

"And the three B's are also close to the excellent standard. If placed in other hospitals, they might be rated as excellent."

Dong Wenxue himself couldn't believe it.

"If I were Director Dong, would all of your patients be excellent?" Han Shengxue asked with a smile.

"Director Han, you..."

Dong Wenxue smiled bitterly: "Can you save some face for me?"

One sentence from Han Shengxue reveals some truth about the world.

There are naturally certain standards for postoperative ratings like this, but there are still subtle differences in the specific ratings of major hospitals.

The rating standards of Xijing Hospital are relatively regular, but this time the rating was actually done by Dong Wenxue. As long as this rating is done by a human being, there is selfishness.

When Dong Wenxu makes ratings, even if he doesn't do it deliberately, he is actually more strict than when rating his own patients. If they are really his patients, they will be B at most.

"This prognosis..."

Han Shengxue took the folder and said to Dong Wenxue: "Okay, Director Dong is busy first, I will go find the hospital leaders."

"Han..."

Dong Wenxue opened his mouth, then held back.

Dong Wenxue knew exactly what Han Shengxue was going to do with the college leaders, and he really wanted to stop it.

With this prognosis rating, Dong Wenxu could almost guess the attitude of the hospital leaders.

In this way, the emergency department really needs to get involved in the field openly.

Dong Wenxue wanted to stop it, but he knew he couldn't.

Clinical matters ultimately depend on prognosis. Such a good prognosis is the best proof. Han Sheng learned that the hospital leadership office did not even need to say more, just put the rating results in front of the hospital leaders.

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"Do I really need to go to the emergency department?"

Dong Wenxu felt bitter in his heart.
To be continued...