Chapter three hundred and seventieth man-made swords
"Didn't that Doctor Fang just recognize me?"
In the examination room, the cream boy asked his agent.
"It seems I don't know him."
The agent's uncertain answer.
The agent is actually still in a daze at this moment. Such a handsome doctor?
He is so handsome, why should he be a doctor or a celebrity?
"It seems that I really don't know him."
Butterboy nodded.
Others were somewhat excited to see him just now, but Dr. Fang seemed very calm.
If you are more handsome than yourself, can you not know yourself?
"Liu Jiaming!"
The door of the examination room was pushed open, and a female nurse came in with a folder: "Here are the preoperative precautions and the responsibility agreement. Take a look at them. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me. If it's nothing,
Comment, sign, and then prepare for surgery."
The nurse is wearing light blue overalls and a light blue hat on her head, with a delicate and expressionless face.
"good."
Liu Jiaming reached out and took the agreement handed over by the nurse. Then he subconsciously glanced at the nurse and found that the nurse's expression was also untroubled.
"Is there anything you don't understand?"
Jiang Xue asked.
"No no."
Liu Jiaming shook his head, then looked down at the agreement and then at the nurse.
"You really don't know me?" Liu Jiaming finally couldn't help it.
After all, I was considered a popular star in the Mainland and a beautiful nurse. Seeing him so calm really hurt my self-esteem.
"Isn't your name Liu Jiaming?"
Jiang Xue looked at the patient's name again and confirmed.
"Yes, my name is Liu Jiaming."
Liu Jiaming nodded.
"That's right. Read the agreement carefully."
Jiang Xue's tone was polite, but her face remained expressionless.
Recently, Dr. Fang's visits to the operating room have become less and less frequent, which makes Jiang Xue a little unhappy.
Although Dr. Fang is married, it is quite pleasing to see Dr. Fang's handsome face every day.
It's rare to encounter Dr. Fang's surgery today. Jiang Xue naturally hopes that the patient will be faster and faster. She is Dr. Fang's official nurse. Like Huang Xiaolong and Jiang Xue, everything depends on their mood.
"All right."
Liu Jiaming looked down at the agreement again.
After reading the agreement and signing it, Liu Jiaming followed Jiang Xue to the operating area, entered the operating room, and prepared for the operation.
In the operating room, Fang Le had already changed his clothes, and Dong Wenxu and He Yaoping were also ready.
He Yaoping was a little excited when he had surgery with Fang Le for the first time.
During this period, Huang Xiaolong and Li Xiwen were the most arrogant among the young doctors in the department.
Not only did the two of them learn from Fang Le, but Fang Le also taught him everything he could. In just a few months, the two of them were able to operate independently, and they were able to perform tendon suturing in the same way.
Such an operation is not considered a minor operation in the emergency department, and even the young doctor who had performed the operation before was very excited.
In major hospitals, if a young doctor wants to be the surgeon, if he or she does not follow the senior doctor for half a year or more, it is almost impossible to get the opportunity to be the surgeon independently.
Teach students to starve the master to death. This sentence is useful in all walks of life. For surgeons, many people only know one or two unique skills. They rely on those one or two unique skills to gain a foothold in the hospital. How can it be so easy?
Teaching and people?
Not to mention whether Master will starve to death or not, most people actually have a very special mentality. When I first learned something, it was so hard and difficult. Why did it become so easy when I came to you?
Doctors are basically a profession that you have to endure. You have endured and endured. After finally surviving, you have to show off your prestige, enjoy the treatment of a superior doctor, and make things difficult for students. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a bit hard these years?
No fun at all?
"Prepare for surgery."
Fang Le ignored He Yaoping's excitement and walked towards the operating table: "I will debridement myself today."
Although Fang Le has taught Han Shengxue that he takes every operation very seriously, but in actual operations, patients are treated slightly differently. Even Fang Le cannot deny this.
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This differential treatment does not refer to Fang Le personally, but to any doctor who has to take care of students. This cannot be avoided in any hospital in any country at any time.
Training new people is a matter of inheritance, and it is for the sake of successors. Therefore, in actual operations, it is impossible not to completely prevent new people from practicing. It is impossible for the chief surgeon to personally operate every patient without giving the new doctors a little space.
The gap between the level of senior doctors and new doctors is very obvious.
In ordinary operations, Fang Le will also decide the specific operation based on the patient's occupation and family background, such as letting Huang Xiaolong perform the surgery or giving up certain parts to Li Xiwen or Huang Xiaolong.
If the patient is doing fine work and has very high requirements on his fingers, Fang Le will personally come to debridement and take care of everything from beginning to end. If the patient is from a good family, the requirements on his fingers are not high and they just need to be restored to look better.
, can restore some functions, then Fang Le will give up some steps.
In actual clinical practice, it is already a very good situation to be able to treat patients differently according to their specific needs, but it is impossible to be completely fair.
"Thank you Dr. Fang."
On the operating table, Liu Jiaming suddenly thanked him, which shocked Fang Le.
The anesthesiologist beside him said hurriedly: "Dr. Fang, the patient insists on local anesthesia, and I was about to say so."
As he spoke, the anesthetist Hong Yuanzhen glared at Liu Jiaming. He hadn't reported yet. Liu Jiaming's sudden utterance meant he was being scolded, wasn't it?
As an anesthesiologist, Hong Yuanzhen has participated in the anesthesia for hundreds of Fang Le's operations. Naturally, he is very aware of Fang Le's level. At his age, Fang Le has such level of skills. He will definitely be a frequent visitor to the operating room in the future. Big boss, offend him.
Boss, that's not a wise choice.
And as an anesthesiologist who stays in the operating room all year round and doesn't have much time to change his underwear, celebrities and the like are no different from strangers.
There were no smartphones at this time, so anesthesiologists had no chance to watch dramas or short videos in the operating room. Apart from watching TV, there was no other way to know who the celebrities were.
"Well, it doesn't matter. It only takes about half an hour with just one finger."
Fang Le didn't mind. The choice of anesthesia method was naturally decided based on the patient's condition. If there were no specific requirements, the patient's personal appeal would be the main one. Since the patient wanted local anesthesia, let's use local anesthesia.
However, if the patient has no complaints, doctors will mostly use general anesthesia for the sake of trouble.
Surgical surgery is a delicate operation, but it is not a fatal operation. The patient is generally not under a lot of pressure, and the doctor is not under a lot of pressure. Patients under local anesthesia sometimes even chat with you for a while. Some doctors like it.
Some doctors don't like this tune.
It was immediately anesthetized, and no one was chattering around during the operation. At least the ears were quiet.
"Doctor Fang, half an hour?"
Liu Jiaming was a little surprised: "I heard that it basically takes an hour for just one finger."
"Doctor Fang's single finger surgery usually takes about half an hour. If you want to shape the shape this time, it will be a little more troublesome, but it will not take more than forty minutes at most."
He Yaoping spoke up in time and played his own role.
"Is the difference so big?"
Liu Jiaming is a layman and doesn't know much about it. He just saw more than one doctor and made comparisons.
Other doctors need one hour, but Fang Le needs half an hour. Is there such a big difference?
"Dr. Fang, if we can do it as slowly as possible, we should do it as slowly as possible. I'm not in a hurry."
Liu Jiaming reminded.
In Liu Jiaming's view, if you work slower and more seriously, the probability of making mistakes will be smaller, and you will definitely be able to recover better.
"If you make any more noise, I will ask the anesthesiologist to choose general anesthesia."
Fang Le responded.
"I......"
Liu Jiaming opened his mouth, and then decisively chose to shut it up. He lay on the operating table. He was a knife and a fish, but he had to be more sensible.
Looking at the expressionless anesthetist beside him, the equipment nurse who ignored him, and Fang Le who had no respect for him, Liu Jiaming felt a little regretful for a moment.
If I had known that I would choose general anesthesia, the surgery would be over as soon as I close my eyes or open them.
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