After supporting the excited middle-aged man, Lin Zengxian, who had just walked out of the operating area, felt his feet go soft and almost stumbled backward.
"We just did what we should do. The safety of the patient is the most important. Now you can follow the reception nurse to handle other procedures. The patient will be transferred to the ICU later. The operation was successful, you can rest assured."
Rarely, Lin Zengxian finished a complete long sentence alone, adjusted his tired expression, and tried his best to look more approachable.
"Okay, okay, thank you doctor!"
Suppressing his emotions, the middle-aged man bent down and bowed repeatedly, wiped away his tears of joy, and left with the receptionist nurse.
Standing behind Lin Zengxian, Jin Zhixun and Nan Jiaen saw that he was motionless, looked at each other, raised their feet and walked around to the side, reaching out to hold his arm.
The patient was originally admitted to the Department of Respiratory Medicine. After intervention by the Interventional Department, surgery was recommended, and finally he was transferred to the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department. He had a history of cervical neuroendocrinology for more than 20 years, had undergone four surgeries, and had recently experienced repeated hemoptysis. p>
Kim Ji-hoon, Nam Ga-eun, and other residents all thought that Professor Cui would be in charge of this patient, and the hospital would set up a team to assist him.
As a result, there was no movement at all from Professor Cui. After the consultation, the patient's surgery was handed over to Lin Zengxian.
As Lin Zengxian's actual students, Nan Jiaen and Jin Zhixun were both "sweating" for Lin Zengxian before the surgery meeting.
God knows what this young surgeon has experienced before. In fact, just considering age, it is enough for Kim Ji-hoon and Lin Zengxian to call Lin Zengxian "brother".
The result was that under the premise that the patient had "dense adhesion between the upper lobe of the left lung and the top of the chest, multiple hemoptysis, and had undergone bronchial artery embolization and local chemotherapy," it took a total of twelve hours from anesthesia to completion. Lin Zengxian
With the surgical team he hand-picked and assembled, he successfully completed this thoracoscopic left lower lobectomy surgery.
"Teacher, are you okay?"
Nan Jiaen poked his head and observed Lin Zengxian's expression.
"It's okay, I'm just tired. Just rest and it'll be fine."
Long sentences disappeared, and without the state of facing patients and their families, Lin Zengxian returned to the mode of calculating the length of daily speech by the number of words.
It's just that the word "rest"...
Nan Jiaen blinked and didn't understand why the word "hao duan duan" sounded like a Quanzhou dialect.
What's going on?
If you want to speak, just speak Seoul dialect, don’t learn any dialect.
Which guy taught Mr. Lin?
"Rest, rest, shall we take you back to the office?"
Although he saw Nan Jiaen quickly let go of his hand, Jin Zhixun still held Lin Zengxian's arm and carefully moved his steps as if he were treating fragile items.
"I'm not a patient. I'll go back by myself while you go about your business."
As his mood increased, Lin Zengxian's local speaking speed gradually became "outrageous". He gently patted Jin Zhixun's hand away and looked at the resident doctor with raised eyebrows, feeling worried for a while.
If you leave by yourself in two or three years, if this guy continues like this, will he not be punished by the next teacher every day?
"Jiaen, you go to the ICU and follow me."
Originally, he had told Jin Zhixun to follow him throughout the whole process, but seeing Jin Zhixun still standing there, Lin Zengxian raised his finger and pointed at the back of the patient's family, and asked Nan Jiaen to follow.
"You, watch the video of this operation carefully and be more attentive."
Seeing the nurses also walking out of the operating area and swallowing the words "Young star-struck" on the tip of her tongue, Lin Zengxian patted Jin Zhixun on the shoulder, shook her head and walked away.
Kim Ji-hoon was left standing alone outside the operating area, with a wrinkled expression and rubbing the back of his head.
Before entering the operating room, the sun is shining outside the window;
After leaving the operating room, there was a moon outside the window.
Back in the office, Lin Zengxian lay down on the sofa, picked up the mobile phone that had been "living" alone in the office for more than ten hours, and felt a slight movement in his heart.
[Dr. Lin, when I came home from my trip, I dropped off some food for you, but the person who opened the door was a middle school student. Do you have a sister?]
The contact note of this new "LINE" message says "roasted glutinous rice balls", and it was sent early in the morning.
She was too lazy to change her name and directly used the pinyin of the first letter of the smart input method. As a result, Kim Taeyeon always existed as the name of the food in Lin Zengxian's mobile phone address book.
Sister?
Oh yes, Jimin is at home.
[Dr. Lin, I seemed to speak a little dialect when I was teaching you that night. Don’t imitate me.]
This message was sent in the afternoon.
What?
Which sentence is dialect? How could I tell it clearly?
Forget it, as long as you can understand it.
[Dr. Lin, can Choi Sung-kyung really return to work now?]
This message was sent in the evening.
Cui Shengjing, the first patient treated by Lin Zengxian after coming to this city, and Kim Taeyeon's assistant.
If it were just the first two messages, Lin Zengxian probably wouldn't be in a hurry to reply. After all, he can only understand them now, but he is less able to type them by himself.
However, the third message was related to a patient who had been discharged from the hospital before. Lin Zengxian called up the address book on his mobile phone and did not intend to wait any longer.
Beep...beep...
Buzz buzz...
"Elsie..."
Lying on the bed, playing a mobile game, Kim Taeyeon was reaching a critical point when a sudden phone call interrupted her operation of "Although it is clumsy, the power of krypton gold is enough".
When she saw the caller's name clearly, she could barely hold back the curse words she almost finished.
"Ahem...Dr. Lin?"
Clearing her throat, Kim Taeyeon raised the phone to her ear.
"Is there anything new about patient Cui Shengjing?"
She could tell that the voice on the other side of the phone was very tired. While Kim Taeyeon was stunned by Lin Zengxian's "outrageous" speaking speed, she couldn't help but feel a little softer.
She had witnessed Lin Zengxian's hard work and responsibility when she was in the hospital. People's hearts are full of flesh. Although it was annoying when Lin Zengxian nagged her, it was all for her own good. She would understand this. "No, Shengjing is fine. I just want to ask if she can return to work? I advised her to rest for a while, but she wants to return to work."
The doctor's responsibility and concern for her relatives and friends made her tone softer with her emotions. Kim Taeyeon turned over and sat up, even her expression became much more formal.
"Okay, don't be too tired, pay attention, rest, everything will be fine."
Knowing that the patient was fine, Lin Zengxian breathed a sigh of relief. The speed of his local speech gradually decreased, and the sentences were broken down into lexical arrangements.
"Pfft..."
When she heard the word "rest", which she had accidentally learned to have a Jeonju dialect pronunciation, Kim Taeyeon subconsciously relaxed her emotional control because she was at home and couldn't help laughing.
"I understand, thank you Dr. Lin."
She hurriedly pursed her lips and swallowed back the rest of her smile. Kim Taeyeon added another sentence without giving Lin Zengxian a chance to speak.
"You, too, should pay attention to rest."
After a full twelve hours of intensive surgical work, Lin Zengxian was so exhausted that he had little energy to speak. He did not mention Kim Taeyeon's laughter just now, but nagged the former patient again.
There is a hoarse, tired voice that sounds like you are about to fall asleep.
"Yeah, I know."
The lines between her eyebrows relaxed slightly, and Kim Taeyeon responded gently.
Gently, as if you can't bear to disturb a person who is about to fall asleep.