Pan Qingguo had just come out of the rehabilitation room and returned to the department when he saw Li Zhengshou talking to Fang Le in the duty room.
"As long as Director Xingpan goes to our emergency department, I can't come to your hand surgery department?"
Li Zhengshou was joking.
"Director Li is joking. Our Director Li from the Department of Hand Surgery naturally comes whenever he wants. It's not too late for me to welcome you."
Pan Qingguo responded with a smile, and then called out to Fang Le: "Dr. Fang came so early, I still have to think about it for a while."
For surgical surgeries, the waiting time cannot be too long. Therefore, except for patients who are transferred to the emergency department, patients are contacted in advance and communicated with other hospitals. Patients cannot be left to wait dryly after arrival.
If the patient load is overloaded and the doctor is unable to complete the treatment, he or she must find a way to transfer the patient to another hospital.
Pan Qingguo was indeed very considerate. He knew that Fang Le went home late last night and had three more surgeries in the afternoon, so the first patient he contacted would not arrive until around nine o'clock, and it was just a little after eight o'clock now.
When you are not in your own hospital, you definitely have more freedom when you are away from home. You don’t need to do any surgery, you don’t need to write medical records, you don’t even need to deal with postoperative procedures, you just need to do surgery.
This is also the reason why many surgeons prefer flying knives in the next few years, as it saves trouble and makes money.
What's more, some surgeons contacted patients and found a small hospital next to their own hospital. When they went out, they turned right and saw the flying knife. After the operation, they turned left and returned to the office.
"It happens to be fine."
Fang Le said with a smile: "I'm actually afraid of being idle. It's good and fulfilling to be busy."
"Doctor Fang is indeed young."
Pan Qingguo smiled and said: "But you still have to be careful. If you really want to let go, the patient will never be cured. You still have to pay attention to your health. When I was young, I was also a surgery fanatic. Now that I am older, I can't do it.
Already."
Li Zhengshou was listening on the side, Pan Qingguo's attitude was very low.
Is Fang Le's hand surgery level really higher than Pan Qingguo's?
Pan Qingguo had no time to talk to Li Zhengshou and greeted Fang Le warmly. They first went to the rehabilitation room for a walk, and then went to the office to drink tea.
Generally, Pan Qingguo doesn't drink much tea before surgery. If he drinks too much, he will urinate a lot, which will affect the surgery. However, it takes less than half an hour for Fang Le to lift a finger, and it seems that the operation time will not be too long.
Even so, Pan Qingguo didn't dare to drink more when he was drinking tea. He still hoped to have the opportunity to go on stage again. Then it would be bad if he kept going to the toilet.
After the patient was delivered, Li Zhengshou followed him into the operating room and stood on the side watching Fang Le's surgery.
Most emergency department directors are well versed in both internal and external medicine and have some knowledge of both internal medicine and surgery. The surgical level of emergency department directors in some large hospitals is actually not low, otherwise they would not be qualified to serve as emergency department directors and would not be able to cope with a big battle.
Li Zhengshou's surgical level is indeed not low. Li Zhengshou can perform all routine surgeries in the emergency department. He has also cooperated with other departments to participate in cardiothoracic surgery, hepatobiliary surgery, etc. He has rich experience and naturally has great eyesight.
From the moment Fang Le started to perform the operation, to the time the tendons were sutured, all the work was done with one finger. Li Zhengshou stood almost motionless, and his legs were a little numb.
This is not stronger than Pan Qingguo, it is definitely much stronger than Pan Qingguo.
Now Li Zhengshou somewhat understands why Pan Qingguo maintains such a low profile.
According to Li Zhengshou's judgment, Fang Le's level is not far behind the experts from Union Medical College Hospital.
Of course, I have never seen Union Hand Surgery expert Li Zhengshou, but there are only a few of the most famous hospitals in the country, and Union Medical College's reputation is undoubtedly quite great.
Yesterday was half a day, and Fang Le performed three tendon sutures. Today, from nine o'clock to seven o'clock in the afternoon, six operations were performed. At the end of the last operation, Li Xiwen had a little wobble when walking.
My legs really can't stand it.
"Are you OK?"
Fang Le asked Li Xiwen: "How about you take a day off tomorrow?"
"I'm fine."
Li Xiwen quickly stood at attention and said that he was fine: "I don't need to rest."
"you sure?"
How could Fang Le fail to see Li Xiwen's condition? Before his rebirth, at Jiangzhong Hospital, two teams were cooperating with Fang Le during his surgery. The whole group simply couldn't hold on.
"I really don't need a break."
Li Xiwen rubbed his neck: "I just have hemorrhoids, right?"
"Shall I prescribe you some medicine?"
Fang Le said with a smile.
"no, I'm fine."
Li Xiwen was sweating profusely and even forgot that Dr. Fang also knew Chinese medicine. Treating hemorrhoids was not just a pediatrician?
I just don’t know if Dr. Fang is proficient in anorectal surgery. If he has to operate on himself, it will be troublesome.
"Let's go back and have a rest early."
Fang Le smiled: "Let's do less tomorrow."
"Ah...thank you Dr. Fang."
Huang Xiaolong subconsciously thanked him, but he couldn't hold it any longer.
"Let's go."
Fang Le smiled, a bunch of little brats were playing tricks on him.
"Doctor Fang, aren't you tired?"
Cheng Yunhai asked strangely.
There are six surgeries a day, and Fang Le is still the chief surgeon. Why doesn't he feel tired? Is he really tough?
"Because there is light in my heart."
While talking, Fang Le had already got in the car.
"Is there light in your heart?"
Li Xiwen hurriedly climbed into the car: "Dr. Fang, do you mean that you are so busy that you don't feel tired?"
"No, you have light in your heart and can transform, don't you know?" Fang Le asked back.
"Transformation?"
Li Xiwen looked confused and asked Huang Xiaolong: "What is transformation?"
"have no idea."
Huang Xiaolong shook his head.
.....
The car stopped near Xijing Hospital, Huang Xiaolong and the others got out of the car, and Fang Le drove back to the community.
After entering the community, the car stopped at the empty space below the unit building. Fang Le opened the door and got out of the car, preparing to enter the unit building.
Just as he walked to the door of the unit building, Fang Le suddenly became alert. His subconscious flashed, and a bright light flashed past Fang Le. A man whose face was covered with a mask and could not see clearly was holding a steel pipe.
The bright light just now was caused by the other party waving the steel pipe.
"Hey, you're quite alert."
After missing a hit, the man laughed, he sounded young.
While the other party was laughing, someone also walked out from the corridor of the unit building and outside at the same time. There were three people in total. Some had a wrench in their hands, and some had a wooden stick in their hands. The three of them sandwiched Fang Le in the middle.
At the same time, a man walked out from the grass three meters away from the three people outside the unit building, wearing a hat with a low brim.
At this time, the street lights in the community were not bright, and the lights near the unit building were dim. The other party was three meters away, covered by the brim of his hat, and Fang Le couldn't see who it was either.
"Boy, I heard you are a doctor?"
The person who was the first to swing the steel pipe at Fang Le said in a hoarse voice: "The operation was well done."
"Want to see a doctor?"
Fang Le asked with a smile.
"Look at you Male Gobi."
The other masked man next to him scolded and kicked him at the same time. Fang Le dodged and dodged. The other person did not continue. The three of them were still staring at Fang Le eagerly.
"I'm a doctor, I know how to do surgery, but I don't know if I can do it on myself."
The one who took action first spoke again: "If I break your hand, I wonder if you can reconnect it?"
"If you break my hand, I definitely won't be able to reattach it to myself, but if I break your hand, I can reattach it."
Fang Le still smiled calmly, but felt a little strange in his heart, who was going to deal with him?
The 1980s and 1990s were relatively chaotic. Before Fang Le was reborn, he learned about it on the Internet. There were fights and robberies. On the street, in the community, in schools, some people even dared to beat people in front of the police station. They were so arrogant.
But Fang Le still didn't expect that someone would ambush him at night.
Could it be Meng Haochen?
It shouldn’t be. That kid Fang Le asked himself that he still saw through it. If you really wanted to deal with him, the best time was actually in the game arcade last time. There were many more people that time than this time. Although there were only a few people around at that time.
Individually, but in the entire game hall, Meng Haochen knew quite a few people. He could still greet more than a dozen people by saying hello.
You didn't take action that time, why?
"Wearing a hat, what do you mean?"
Fang Le shouted into the distance.
The person wearing the hat over there must be the mastermind, standing far away, not interfering, but with the intention of watching the show. This is to watch Fang Le being beaten with his own eyes.
Generally speaking, when you hire someone, you have to watch them with your own eyes, mostly for the sake of comfort.
"Chen Jidong?"
Fang Le guessed.
"It's really you."
Fang Le all laughed.
He was still a little unsure just now, so he suddenly shouted. Although Chen Jidong didn't move, there were slight changes in his body.
"How do you know it was me?"
Chen Jidong took off his hat and took two steps forward.
"I haven't been in Xijing City for a long time, and my interpersonal relationships are very simple. I hired someone, but he still had to look on from the sidelines. It shows that he hates me to the core. After thinking about it, there is no one else besides Dr. Chen."
Fang Le said with a smile.
Just now, Fang Le actually had some speculations about whether the person he offended in his previous life, named Chen Jidong, was just taking a gamble, but he didn't expect it to be true.
Damn, is this so small-minded?
"So what if it's me?"
Chen Jidong took off his hat and revealed his true face, no longer hiding it. There were three people with him, and they were all gangsters. He didn't believe that Fang Le could escape. There was no one else around at the moment, so he wouldn't
admittedly.
"You are an intern, you don't have all your hair, but you have some skills and you don't take anyone seriously. I serve you tea and water, flatter you, but you don't even give me a chance, but you give me
Li Xiwen, why?"
Chen Jidong seemed a little crazy and his voice was a little hoarse.
"I can give opportunities to whoever I want, but you are quite lenient."
Fang Le was so happy, this kid is mentally ill.
"That's fine if you don't give it to me. Why give it to Li Xiwen? Why, why? Li Xiwen hasn't even spoken to you." Chen Jidong asked.
"My pleasure."
Fang Le smiled and said: "I'm not your father, and I have no obligation. I asked you to pour me tea?"
"Okay, now it's time to be tough."
Chen Jidong's face became more and more crazy: "Hit me, hit me... You are a genius, I am just an ordinary doctor, if I break your hand, I will see how much more of a genius you are. At worst, I will compensate you...