While Wan Dongquan was explaining the situation to Yan Guomin and others, Li Xiwen had already performed debridement and Fang Le had started the operation.
After all, the instrument nurse was not a nurse from her own hospital, so her cooperation was a bit inconsistent, especially in front of the tall and handsome Fang Le. She was a little distracted. Fang Le shouted twice, and then the instrument nurse hurriedly put the scalpel.
In Fang Le's hands.
"what happened?"
Li Dingjiang scolded him with a stern face.
The nurse was so frightened that there were beads of sweat on her forehead.
"It's okay, be careful later."
Fang Le said something, and with a slight stroke of the scalpel in his hand, the operation began.
As the fat layer was cut open, Yan Guomin and others also looked over.
"Doctor Fang's incision skills are quite high."
The surgeons who came today are all surgeons from Jinbao City Central Hospital. They naturally have good eyesight. Although they are just simple incisions and peelings, such simple operations can often tell the difference.
There are no markings. Fang Le's position of cutting the knife is very accurate and the operation is very smooth. With a thin finger, the area is not large. Fang Le's scalpel seems to be carving fine lines.
Unknowingly, tendons and blood vessels were gradually exposed.
"Pay attention to your cooperation."
Fang Le's voice sounded. Li Xiwen had been following Fang Le for quite some time, and the cooperation was quite good. On the contrary, Li Dingjiang, as the director of the department, was just pulling the hook now, and he actually felt a little nervous.
This made Li Dingjiang couldn't help but recall the time when he went from the township health center to the county hospital.
As Fang Le picked out tendons, inserted needles, and tied knots...
After finishing it with one finger, someone looked at the time: "35 minutes!"
The sound filled the police.
Cheng Enping couldn't believe it.
35 minutes?
It only took such a short time?
No wonder Tomonobu Inoue didn’t have the courage to use the knife in front of Fang Le.
Cheng Enping makes a finger by himself, which takes almost an hour, sometimes a few minutes longer. According to Inoue Tomanobu, Cheng Enping feels that the forty minutes is definitely needed.
Moreover, Fang Le's suturing method is indeed different. Cheng Enping can see that Fang Le's suturing method is not very complicated in terms of operational difficulty, and it can withstand stronger pulling force and smoother blood flow. Compared with the previous method, Fang Le's suturing method is not very complicated.
The advantages of the suture method are quite obvious.
What is mentioned in the paper, but the gap seen in actual operation is still different.
"With one finger in 35 minutes, Dr. Fang opened my eyes today."
Li Dingjiang couldn't help but sigh.
"Today we are at your Jinbao City Central Hospital. The equipment nurses are not cooperating well, and Dr. Fang also deliberately slows down the pace. Normally, our Dr. Fang can basically control it within half an hour with a single finger."
Li Xiwen said.
Cheng Enping was stunned again.
Whether what Li Xiwen said is true or not, everyone around him can know that the first time he cooperates, the response of the equipment nurse cannot keep up, and sometimes Fang Le needs to remind him many times.
If this were in our own hospital, the tacit understanding would definitely be better.
Everyone is a doctor. Understand this. Often some powerful surgeons pay more attention to teamwork. In this regard, doctors in Western countries should pay more attention to it.
A well-coordinated team can sometimes be better than individual abilities.
In a strange hospital and a strange environment, Fang Le only took 35 minutes to perform the single finger test. So it seems very reasonable to control it within half an hour in his own hospital.
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"Mr. Chen, please come this way!"
At the same time, at the entrance of Jinbao City Central Hospital, a Poussin stopped next to Fang Le's Toyota, the door opened, and Wang Genping asked an old man in his early sixties to get out of the car.
After getting out of the car, Wang Genping couldn't help but glance at the Toyota next to him.
This car is actually more elegant than my own car.
At this time, there were not many private cars even in Xijing City, let alone in Jinbao City.
Wang Genping's Poussin is considered a symbol of face in Jinbao City. These days, in a place like Jinbao City, those who can drive a Poussin must either be employed and have a high-level position, or be the boss.
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Wang Genping, who is only in his fifties this year, is quite satisfied with his Poussin. His car is still new, but compared with the Toyota next to him, it seems to be a bit inferior.
After all, this is the central hospital of Jinbao City, the only top three hospital. Wang Genping is only a little envious. He is not arrogant and thinks that he is the most awesome hospital in Jinbao City.
After getting out of the car, Wang Genping put his bag in the creaking nest and politely accompanied Chen Zhongyan to the inpatient department.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Chen. You can come with me once despite your busy schedule. I will entertain Mr. Chen well at the Jinbao Hotel this afternoon."
"Mr. Wang, you're welcome."
Chen Zhongping smiled: "It is the duty of a doctor to treat illnesses and save people."
"It's just Mr. Chen that you are so easy-going."
Wang Genping said with a smile: "These days, some people are not very capable but have quite bad tempers. If you don't know, you might think they are the president of the United States."
Chen Zhongping glanced at Wang Genping and said to himself, are you talking about yourself?
Of course, Chen Zhongping only said this in his heart, and there was no need to offend others.
Wang Genping will not feel that he is not very capable.
In just a few years, he can become a millionaire and drive a Poussin. Who dares to say that he has no ability?
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Chen."
Wang Genping invited Chen Zhongping to the inpatient department, and a doctor came to greet him.
"Just now Mr. Wang said he was going to pick someone up. I was thinking about who it was, but I didn't expect it was Mr. Chen."
The speaker was Zhou Laiwang, deputy director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Chen Zhongping is a frequent visitor to the Central Hospital, especially the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
"Director Zhou is too polite."
Although Chen Zhongping came to the Central Hospital many times, he never took any pretense. Chen Zhongping just opened a medical clinic, which was not large in scale. He only treated people and treated patients.
The Central Hospital is a tertiary-level hospital, and Zhou Laiwang is the department director, so what else can he do to show off?
Similar to Qi Yuanshan, most of the famous folk doctors like Chen Zhongping are very humble. He is a grassroots person, and he has always been able to recognize his own identity. If others are respectful and polite, it means that others know etiquette, but if he does not know what is good and bad, that means he has no sense of propriety.
This was not the first time Zhou Laiwang had dealt with Chen Zhongping. Knowing Chen Zhongping's character, he smiled and said: "Mr. Chen, let's see the patient first."
"good."
Chen Zhongping nodded and followed Zhou Laiwang into the ward.
The ward is a single room, and there are other people in the ward, including Wang Genping's son and wife. The patient is Wang Genping's daughter-in-law, who is four months pregnant.
On the way here, Chen Zhongping had heard about the symptoms, including abdominal pain and vomiting. Basically, he would vomit whatever he ate or drank. He had been relying on infusions for the past few days.