1986: Old Stories in Northeast China

The next morning, Chen Tiezhu woke up slowly.

He helped Erye take care of his personal hygiene. Before he went out to eat, Han Xiuying led Doudou in from outside.

"Dad, Dad, there are delicious fried dough sticks and soy milk."

Doudou said happily.

"Did you behave badly when you went home with sister Yingzi yesterday?" Chen Tiezhu asked.

"Doudou was very good and ate bananas. Dad, bananas are delicious. Um..., um..., bananas taste like bananas." Doudou said proudly.

"Yingzi, I'm sorry to have cost you money." Chen Tiezhu said hurriedly.

Even after the reform and opening up, the price of eating these tropical fruits in the north is still a bit high.

"I am willing to give them to Doudou, what's it to you?" Han Xiuying glanced at him and said something sarcastically.

Chen Tiezhu was a little confused.

He was fine when he left with Doudou last night, why are you angry again today?

"Second Master, I cooked some millet porridge when I came out." Han Xiuying smiled again.

"Ah..., I'm just an old man, and you guys are worried about me." Second Master sighed.

The effect of ginseng soup is really good. At least today's spirit is much stronger than last night.

"Why are you being polite? It's what I should do. Anyone who encounters it should lend a hand." Han Xiuying said with a smile.

Chen Tiezhu wanted to make a joke, but thinking about Han Xiuying's moody state, he gave up.

Soy milk was poured out of the thermos, and the fried dough sticks were cut into small pieces and soaked in it. It was really fragrant.

Especially the strong smell of soy milk, Chen Tiezhu felt that he had never drunk such a strong smell.

Watching him eat slurpingly, Doudou couldn't help but smack his lips, a little greedy.

It was not until Chen Tiezhu fed him a mouthful that the little guy was satisfied.

He hadn't finished eating yet when a group of white coats came in from outside, which scared him.

What happened? It's not like a normal ward round?

What kind of eyes are they looking at us with?

Did the group come or what?

Especially Fang Zhiyong standing in front, his eyes were red, obviously lacking sleep.

"Director Fang, what did you do?" Chen Tiezhu asked curiously.

"It's all your fault." Fang Zhiyong looked at him resentfully.

"Let me introduce you, this is Director Ma of our hospital. He is also very concerned about the treatment of the old man and has specially instructed me."

"Are you Chen Tiezhu?"

"Hello, Director Ma, thank our county hospital for treating the second master and arranging such a good ward." Chen Tiezhu said hurriedly.

"Tell me, how did you set the bones? And what made you want to cut the arm open?" Ma Guoming asked with a smile.

Chen Tiezhu was helpless and could only bring up the words he used to fool Fang Zhiyong yesterday.

As for whether these people believed it or not, he didn't care, anyway, he believed it.

After hearing his words, the expressions on these people's faces were very interesting.

Most people thought he was right, it was just good luck, a blind cat met a dead mouse.

A small number of people firmly believed that he was talking nonsense, and it was very unreliable nonsense.

Although they couldn't explain why now, they had such thoughts in their hearts.

"Then are you willing to let us study this incision? We receive many similar patients every year, but the results after the operation are not satisfactory." Ma Guoming asked calmly.

Fang Zhiyong gave a thumbs up to his own dean in his heart, and he forgot such an important thing.

I didn't sleep well all night yesterday, just studying orange peels.

Then he and Ma Guoming looked at Chen Tiezhu eagerly.

"I thought it was nothing, but I was shocked. It's nothing, you can do whatever you want. But will this research affect the recovery of the second master's body?" Chen Tiezhu said indifferently.

"Comrade Chen Tiezhu, thank you, it will not affect the recovery of the old man's body." Ma Guoming said seriously.

"After admitting the old man, Director Fang recorded the direction of the incision, and we can study it in accordance with the relevant knowledge of human anatomy."

"Your incision is really too good and too perfect, not only can be used on the upper limbs. We have many patients who are very prone to such situations after lower limb fractures."

"If our incision is better and reduces damage to blood vessels and nerves, then the physiological function of the patient after surgery will not be greatly affected."

"Comrade Dean, this is a good thing. If necessary, bring the person who wants to learn here, remove the gauze and look directly."

At this time, the second master spoke.

"Old man, it's okay.It's fine now. Comrade Chen Tiezhu, thank you. Your incision can really help many people. "Ma Guoming said seriously.

"You're too polite. I'm a little embarrassed to do it to you." Chen Tiezhu said happily.

I was really happy in my heart. This was an exchange between colleagues.

There should be no operating standards for fasciotomy decompression in China at present. Can I be considered to have made a contribution to the promotion of domestic medicine?

Before I finished thinking, the door of the ward was opened again, and an old man in casual clothes and a young man with a bag walked in.

He was wearing a cotton Tang suit with a collar around his neck. He was a little thin, and the most eye-catching thing was the long beard on his chin, which made him look like an immortal.

What surprised Chen Tiezhu was that when he saw this old man, all the white coats were scattered to both sides.

"Mr. He, why are you here? "

Looking at the old man with a long beard, Ma Guoming greeted him formally.

"I have to come here. This old comrade's condition is the most common one in our orthopedics department. I heard Xiao Liao muttering about it last night, and I just happened to be here. Are you Chen Tiezhu?" Mr. He said with emotion.

Chen Tiezhu nodded blankly.

He knew that his on-site treatment of the second master might cause some impact, but he did not expect the impact to be so great. This Mr. He is obviously not simple.

Is he a famous doctor?

"Comrade Chen Tiezhu, Mr. He is usually very busy and is on vacation now." Ma Guoming reminded.

"Let me see your hands?" Mr. He asked with a smile.

Chen Tiezhu was a little confused. Did he guess wrong? Is this a fortune teller?

But no matter what, he still stretched out his hands.

"Not bad, the fingers are slender and look very powerful. Did you perform the operation on this old brother? "Old He asked after looking at it for a while.

Chen Tiezhu nodded, "I felt that my arm was useless, so I cut it off."

"What a good 'cut off', are you interested in studying medicine? I'll report to the provincial government and take you with me personally." Old He spoke again.

As soon as this sentence came out, it was like dropping a big bomb in the ward.

Not only Chen Tiezhu's head was dizzy, but also this group of curious babies in white coats opened their eyes and mouths wide.

This was a pie in the sky, and it hit Chen Tiezhu's forehead with a bang.