Chapter 1206 Being punished is not necessarily a bad thing
Today, Thursday, the throat surgery seminar held by Huashan Hospital will be held at 2 pm in the lecture hall on the first floor of Zhizhen Building.
Although only twenty-three people were invited to the seminar, some of them came with one or two students or assistants. In addition, Huashan Hospital has no restrictions on the number of participants, so the entire lecture hall was full.
Seventy or eighty people.
Before the seminar began, Yu Zhiming had a brief introduction and greetings with the experts participating in the seminar.
After the seminar officially started, Yu Zhiming, who was in a hurry, was the first to go up to the reporting table and briefly introduced the diagram he had drawn of the laryngeal injury of the young Jian Che before preparing to leave.
"Doctor Yu..."
Dr. Zhang Jian from Union Medical College Hospital stood up and called out to Yu Zhiming, saying, "Dr. Yu, can you take a few more minutes of your time? I would like to ask a couple of questions."
Zhang Jian raised his hand, shook an A4 paper in his hand, and said, "Doctor Yu, have you ever performed laryngeal surgery on a patient before?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "Most of my practical surgical experience comes from working in the hospital in my hometown."
"Most of the surgeries performed in the county hospital are simple and routine first- and second-level surgeries, and fine throat surgeries are not involved."
After a pause, Yu Zhiming added: "But I have taken out a lot of fish bones or foreign bodies in the throat."
Amidst the chuckles, Zhang Jian spoke again: "Dr. Yu, since you have no experience in throat surgery, I would like to ask, the post-operative renderings you sent us were also drawn by you. Can I ask?
What is your basis for drawing?”
Well...
Yu Zhiming pondered for a moment and said: "There are three basis for this. One is my understanding of the physiological structure of the human body and how sounds are produced; the other is my understanding of the injuries."
"As for the third basis..."
Yu Zhiming met everyone's gaze and said slowly: "This basis may be a little difficult to explain."
"You have all heard the young man's voice. It is very harsh and unpleasant. The young man told me that if his voice does not improve significantly, he would rather remain mute and never speak his mouth for the rest of his life."
"I just thought, how can I make the boy's voice as pleasant as possible, while making the operation less difficult?"
"This post-operative effect picture..."
Yu Zhiming projected the post-operative renderings on the big screen behind him and said, "This is the best sound quality I can pursue under limited conditions."
"The qualification is Dr. Adenauer's ability."
Yu Zhiming introduced in a quick tone: "You must know that I have sent roughly similar injury pictures and postoperative effect pictures to ask for help."
"In the end it was Dr. Adenauer who said it could be done."
After a pause, Yu Zhiming added: "After that, I got in touch with Dr. Adenauer and had a detailed discussion on the surgical plan, which also gave me a clearer understanding of his surgical capabilities."
"This operation renderings can be said to be the result of comprehensive considerations and trade-offs based on Dr. Adenauer's surgical ability, the boy's laryngeal injury, and the possible recovery level of sound quality."
Zhang Jian's eyes were bright and he asked with surprise: "In other words, Dr. Yu, you can not only quickly and accurately understand the strength of a surgeon? You can also make optimal plans based on his surgical ability and the condition of the injured.
Surgery plan?”
Yu Zhiming faced everyone's burning gazes and said modestly and cautiously: "I dare not say that I can quickly and accurately understand a person's surgical ability. I can only say that I have a rough grasp."
"As for being able to formulate the optimal surgical plan, I dare not say. The main reason is that this surgery is in a field that I am relatively good at, and my understanding of pronunciation is relatively deep."
Yu Zhiming continued: "What needs to be made clear is that my post-operative renderings are only for reference. I am not the one who actually performed the surgery."
Zhang Jian smiled and said: "Dr. Yu, you are too humble. Who doesn't know that you are best at pointing out other people's shortcomings in surgery, so that they can make further progress!"
"Also, the surgical experts you work with can break through and complete surgeries that could not be completed before..."
Zhou Luo and Duan Yi were each responsible for a lot of work, and they were busy until about two o'clock in the afternoon before they freed up some time to make needle practice objects for the nurses on the medical team.
Jian Qin, the leader of the nursing team, fully understood what Yu Zhiming meant, and decided to inject frequently punctured parts of the body, such as the dorsal hand vein, wrist cephalic vein, cubital fossa vein, palmar vein of the forearm, lower limb veins, and the forehead behind the ear that is frequently punctured.
Veins, median frontal vein, superficial frontal vein, etc., let the young nurses do an exercise for them all.
Duan Yi turned pale after listening to Jian Qin's story.
"Sister Qin, you are my biological sister. I have always been afraid of pain and injections. Can you please be considerate?"
Shen Qi teased: "Are you afraid now? If you weren't so loud, we wouldn't have to suffer this."
Zhou Luoting said responsibly: "You can't blame Duan Yi for talking too much. In the final analysis, we still didn't control our temper well. If we do something wrong, we will be punished, and we should be punished."
He smiled again and said: "Besides, this is not necessarily a bad thing."
Duan Yi questioned: "Is it still a good thing to be criticized by Dr. Yu and punished?"
Zhou Luo smiled and said: "There is a saying that with deep love comes deep responsibility. Doctor Yu only punishes us because he cares about us."
"I would like to ask, are there any other young doctors who have been punished by their supervising doctors for drinking after get off work?"
"I only received two sentences of criticism at most."
"Furthermore, as a good student, if you make a small mistake and be criticized and punished with a few words, you can deepen your relationship."
Shen Qi and Sui Chi nodded with understanding.
Zhou Luo took off his white coat, sat at the treatment table, rolled up his sleeves, and said proudly: "I'll come first!"
He pointed at Yuan Youlin behind him and said, "Your puncture skills are the worst. Come and practice with me. I'm not afraid of pain."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yuan Youlin came closer and said with a smile: "Dr. Zhou, we are ordered to practice this time. We are not allowed to be angry, we are not allowed to curse others in our hearts, and we are not allowed to cause trouble afterwards.
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Zhou Luo smiled and said: "You said you were ordered to do so. If we don't actively cooperate, we will have objections to Dr. Yu's punishment."
"We don't want to be kicked away by Dr. Yu."
He urged again: "Start practicing quickly, we still have work to do..."
Yu Zhiming responded to the questions of the other two doctors in the lecture hall one after another. Finally, he had to say that he still had important work arrangements before leaving the lecture hall.
As soon as he left the lecture hall, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The main reason was that the lecture hall was too noisy. I originally thought it would only last for ten or twenty minutes, and it would be over if I had to endure it.
Unexpectedly, it lasted forty or fifty minutes.
Yu Zhiming also discovered that as his own conditions improved, his tolerance for adverse environments became lower and lower.
Back then, he had to endure the five years of collective life at the university.
As Yu Zhiming sighed, he walked to the lobby on the first floor and suddenly heard a crisp shout.
"Hello, Dr. Yu!"
Yu Zhiming followed the sound and saw someone he knew, Model A Ling Jie, who took the initiative to help Zhou Mo do modeling exercises.
Beside her, there were two middle-aged men who were a little stout.
Yu Zhiming nodded towards Ling Jie as a response.
But the next moment, he saw a middle-aged man next to Ling Jie, stretching out his hands, with a smile on his face, and bowed quickly and came closer.
"It's a great honor for me to meet the famous Dr. Yu. I couldn't help but hear magpies chirping on the way here."
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. When Yu Zhiming saw that the other person was so enthusiastic and sincere, he subconsciously stretched out his hand.
Immediately afterwards, his right hand was tightly held by the opponent's hands.
"Dr. Yu, your deeds have always been heard by me. When I saw you today, you are indeed a man of extraordinary talent and beauty..."
Yu Zhiming suddenly interrupted the other party and asked: "The blood pressure difference between your left and right hands is at least more than 20 millimeters of mercury, did you know?"
