Fang Le came to observe bed No. 18. The young patient and his mother were both eating.
Seeing Fang Le coming, the child's father hurriedly stood up to greet him.
"Doctor Fang!"
The child's mother also hurriedly said hello.
The mother of the child suffered a broken leg and is still hospitalized. The child is now on the eighth day after the operation of suturing the broken finger.
"How's your recovery going?"
Fang Le walked to the bedside and asked the child with a smile.
"It's much better. Look, I eat with a spoon now."
The child's father said with a smile.
"Does it still hurt?"
Fang Le nodded and asked the child.
"It doesn't hurt much anymore."
Eight-year-old children are already quite sensible and can basically express themselves clearly.
"Except if I don't pay attention sometimes, it hurts a little occasionally."
"Come on, make a fist."
The child stretched out his hand and made a fist gesture.
"Does it hurt?"
Fang Le asked while observing.
"It doesn't hurt!"
"Reach out, straighten out, bend..."
Fang Le did some tests: "Well, I have recovered well, and I still need to continue exercising. It is now the eighth day after the operation. The rehabilitation effect was good before. I will continue to persist. The better I persist, the hand function will be restored."
more."
"Um."
The child's father nodded.
The child is left-handed. Relatively speaking, most people have higher requirements for the right hand. Now that the child can be restored to this state, the child's parents are very grateful to Fang Le.
"Nurse Liu!"
A nurse happened to be passing by, and Fang Le called out.
"Doctor Fang!"
Liu Minting trotted to Fang Le's side, with a little surprise on her face. Doctor Fang actually knew her last name.
"Have you not completed the discharge procedures for bed 18?"
Fang Le asked Liu Minting.
"No."
Liu Minting asked Fang Le: "Are you going to go through the discharge procedures for bed 18?"
"You can be discharged from the hospital now. You can just come here for regular check-ups after being discharged."
Fang Le turned around and said to the child's parents.
"Doctor Fang, then..."
"Bed 19 can also be discharged."
Bed No. 19 is the little patient's mother, who was reset by Fang Le. In fact, she could be discharged a few days earlier, but the child is here. The child's father is responsible for taking care of two people. The grandparents come to visit during the day. There are two beds, and the child
Dad still has a place to sleep.
"Thank you Dr. Fang."
"You are welcome."
Fang Le told Nurse Liu: "Let the patient's family go to Huang Xiaolong later to issue a discharge order and go through the discharge procedures."
Fang Le is still just an intern. Although he has performed thirty surgeries, the surgeries are actually under Huang Xiaolong's name. The third-line doctor in Fang Le's group is Han Shengxue, which means he has gone back again.
Interns are not qualified to perform this kind of surgery.
After coming out of the observation room, Fang Le just returned to the duty room. When he entered the door, he saw a somewhat bald middle-aged man standing inside the door of the duty room.
"Fang Le."
Seeing Fang Le come in, Pan Qingguo said hello awkwardly.
Seeing Fang Le, Pan Qingguo's face actually burned a little.
Fang Le went to their department that day and had an operation, but he didn't say a word to Fang Le, let alone talk. If he had gone to the operating room five minutes later that day, he might not even be able to see Fang Le.
"Who are you?"
Fang Le looked at Pan Qingguo and recognized him at a glance.
I don’t know what his name is, but he is 1.65 meters tall and has a bald head. These iconic features are easy to identify. As for his identity, he is probably Pan Qingguo.
"Director Pan Qingguo Pan from Tangdu Hand Surgery Department."
Han Shengxue walked in from outside: "Director Pan has been visiting our department a lot in the past two days. This is already the third time."
Pan Qingguo's face burned even more, and he was a little annoyed with Han Shengxue.
"It turns out to be Director Pan."
Fang Le said politely.
"The day you went to our Tangdu, I was busy at the time and went a little late."
Pan Qingguo ignored Han Shengxue and explained to Fang Le with a smile.
"Ah, Director Pan usually has many things to do, so he must be quite busy." Fang Le said with a smile.
Listening to what Fang Le said about taking care of everything, Han Shengxue felt a little bad. This guy didn't have any serious words in his mouth.
It was a good idiom, but Fang Le took it wrong.
What else is there to "worry about"!
Thinking of this, Han Shengxue wanted to give Fang Le a slap in the face. He was so young and had learned such a mess.
Of course, Director Pan didn't know about the idea of managing everything day by day, but he also heard something in Fang Le's words, and said with a dry smile: "After you left Fang Le that day, I have been paying attention to the patient's condition, and the patient's post-operative recovery was quite good...
..."
Han Shengxue stood by and watched happily, thinking to himself, if the patient's prognosis was not good, Pan Qingguo wouldn't run to me every now and then, right?
First it was Dong Wexue, then Pan Qingguo.
Seeing Pan Qingguo feel a little embarrassed in front of Fang Le, Han Shengxue felt as comfortable as eating a popsicle on a hot day.
"I heard from Director Han that your rehabilitation room is full?"
After saying a few polite words, Pan Qingguo pretended to ask Fang Le.
"A few patients should have been discharged in the past two days."
Fang Le said politely: "I took two days off, and I haven't had time to get to know the rehabilitation room yet."
"Well, a patient has been discharged from the hospital."
Han Shengxue interrupted from the side.
Pan Qingguo glared over instantly, "Han, if you don't speak now, no one will think you are mute."
Han Shengxue was not afraid of Pan Qingguo now, and his little eyes stared back: "Director Pan, what do you mean, you want to say that your eyes are bigger than mine?"
"How dare I?"
Pan Qingguo snorted, but did not dare to confront Han Shengxue.
People have to bow their heads under the eaves.
"Doctor Fang, the obstetrics and gynecology department is calling to ask you to come over."
Fang Le and Pan Qingguo were talking when a nurse came over to deliver a message.
"Okay, thank you Nurse Liu."
Fang Le remembered that the person who came to deliver the message was Nurse Liu Minting who he had just met in the observation room.
"Dr. Fang, you are too kind."
Liu Minting hurriedly said that although she was very tired from work, maybe after hearing Dr. Fang say thank you and seeing Dr. Fang smiling at her, it seemed that all the fatigue in her body had been swept away.
"Director Pan, I'll go over first."
Fang Le greeted Pan Qingguo politely and went to the obstetrics and gynecology department.
"..."
Pan Qingguo watched Fang Le walk away, and then he asked Han Shengxue in confusion: "Isn't Fang Le specialized in surgical surgery?"
In Pan Qingguo's view, an outstanding hand surgeon like Fang Le, who can suture two fingers in one hour, and who has a good prognosis rate of more than 80%, must be a specialist hand surgeon.
Although he is just an intern, he must have worked hard in this area before, or he may have been given guidance by experts in related fields before entering the hospital.
Shouldn't a specialist surgeon like Fang Le be only responsible for his own related fields? Why should he worry about other things?
And I went to the obstetrics and gynecology department.
Could it be that a pregnant woman accidentally injured her hand?
"Obstetrics and gynecology?"
Han Shengxue was a little confused.
Only their emergency department has ever invited doctors from other specialist departments for consultation. I have never heard of other specialist departments inviting doctors from their emergency department for consultation.
"Director Han?"
Pan Qingguo shouted again.
"Who told Director Pan that Fang Le is a specialized hand surgeon?"
Han Shengxue replied, curious in his heart, he took steps to catch up.
Obstetrics and Gynecology?
"???"
Pan Qingguo's head was filled with questions.
What does it mean to not be a specialized hand surgeon?
More interesting?
Can you still speak properly?
Thinking in his mind, Pan Qingguo also followed.
This is not the first time Fang Le has come to the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology. Before entering Xijing Hospital, Fang Le went to the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology first.
"Xiao Fang, we meet again."
Cheng Meiling saw Fang Le and said hello to Fang Le.
"Director Cheng."
Fang Le nodded, then turned to the side: "Director Zheng, Director Cheng."
Director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine Zheng Gaofeng and deputy director Cheng Zaiming were both present.
"Let's see the patient first."
Zheng Gaofeng smiled and nodded to Fang Le, then glared at Cheng Zaiming.
Every time he saw Fang Le, Zheng Gaofeng had an uncontrollable urge to beat Cheng Zaiming.
What a great seedling, why did he have to go to the emergency department?
"The patient is on the fourth day postpartum."
When Fang Le was examining the patient, Cheng Meiling was also talking about the patient's condition.
"On the second day after delivery, the patient had little bleeding, a bulging abdomen, difficulty urinating, and was thirsty. The treatment we took here was not effective, so we invited the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine to come for consultation..."
Cheng Zaiming took over the conversation: "The consultation determined that the patient had blood deficiency, cold coagulation, and blood stasis and blood stagnation. Shenghua Decoction was administered, but it had no effect. The abdominal swelling became more serious, and it was also accompanied by edema of the limbs, head, and face."
"???"
Han Shengxue and Pan Qingguo were not much behind Fang Le. Almost as soon as Cheng Meiling told Fang Le about the patient's condition, Han Shengxue and Pan Qingguo arrived.
Because Cheng Meiling was talking about her illness, Cheng Zaiming continued, and neither Han Shengxue nor Pan Qingguo bothered her.
But although he didn't bother him, Pan Qingguo's head was filled with mud and he was even more confused than before.
What situation is this?
Cheng Meiling, Zheng Gaofeng, Cheng Zaiming and Pan Qingguo all knew each other. The three chief doctors met in person and then asked an intern to come from the emergency department to check on the patient's condition?
The most important thing is that the mother did not have an injury to her hand or anything like that.
Then, under Pan Qingguo's confused look, Fang Le reached out and grabbed the mother's wrist and already checked her pulse.
"??????"
Pan Qingguo almost couldn't hold it back.
Did you check your pulse?
Why did you check your pulse?
Has a surgeon turned into a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine?
But even if they are doctors of traditional Chinese medicine, do Zheng Gaofeng and Cheng Zaiming just work for a living?
"Director Han..."
Pan Qingguo touched Han Shengxue, hoping that Han Shengxue could help him solve his doubts.
"Don't say anything."
Han Shengxue looked at the patient, watched Fang Le diagnose the patient's pulse, and replied softly.
Although Director Han didn't understand Chinese medicine, Director Han was obsessed with watching Fang Le treat patients, as if he were watching his own child perform, even though he couldn't understand it.
"..."
Pan Qingguo almost went crazy.
At this moment, Pan Qingguo's heart was already shouting: "Who the hell can tell me what is going on?"