Great Doctor Ling Ran

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"This is Gong Kaijie, a palace painter. With three fingers off his right hand, he had severe crush injuries, irregular wound edges, and severe oil pollution on the section ..."

The orthopaedic surgeon saw Ling Ran and his party "robbing" the patient, and his expression was not good, just like the ordinary disciples of Songshan Branch, met the executive deputy dean of Shaolin Dharma Institute in the activity of "loving and dedicated to planting trees and afforestation", and The saplings picked up by the mountain were taken away by others. At this time, there was a smile. Is there any other option?

It's not easy to force myself to jump off the cliff of Emei Mountain.

It is nothing more than a broken finger patient. To be honest, if it is not assigned, the attending orthopaedic surgeon is too lazy to take over a broken finger replantation patient, especially a broken finger replantation with three fingers broken, even if it is two people. You can't get off the operating table for four or five hours.

What can an orthopedic operation bring to an orthopedist? The commission of three Kirschner wires? Or is there any experience gained? ——Broken finger replanting this kind of unprofitable surgical experience, the orthopedist is too lazy to learn it.

Vulgar disciples have to be vulgar and straightforward to live well.

Ling Ran did not pick the type of surgery.

He has always been a character who would do whatever he wants, and he does not think too much about cost-effectiveness, because in terms of his life experience, the price changes of many behaviors and items are so great that they often leave the category of reason. It's easy to lose judgment.

Ling Ran is more concerned about the operation itself.

"The cross-section is not very sutured in the middle of the middle phalanx." Ling Ran flipped the patient's palm over and over three times, first calling.

The expressions of the patients and their families suddenly fell down.

"Well, or else, please ask Dr. Wang to sew?" Gong Kaijie's wife was about 50 years old, she was fashionable and dignified, and looked like a very powerful mother-in-law.

The attending orthopaedic doctor coughed twice and said quickly: "Dr. Ling sewed it better."

As a lay disciple in Songshan Waiyuan, he definitely did not dare to take advantage of Ling Ran, and Yunyi had too many cases.

The patient and the patient's family were somewhat unbelievable, and looked at them suspiciously.

"Did you just say that stitching is okay?" The patient's wife asked Wang Zhizhi in a bad tone.

"I mean I can sew up, Dr. Ling just said it's not easy to sew ..." Wang Zhizhi didn't know how to answer the question here.

Ren Qi smiled at this moment, and said, "Are your phones on? Search Dr. Ling Ran's puppet."

"Search?"

"Your mobile browser opens and you type Dr. Ling Ran, which contains various introductions." When Ren Qi was outside Pu, he often searched for Ling Ran's name. Unlike other doctors, he doesn't often ask about Ling Ran's news, but can collect more information from the Internet.

The patient's painful expression was distorted, so let his wife take out her cell phone to search.

Enter the words "Doctor Ling Ran" in the search engine, and a series of introductions and news flashed out instantly.

Ordinary people do not pay attention to the news of doctors under normal circumstances, but once modern people get sick, especially after they have become seriously ill, they will soon become familiar with well-known doctors in the industry.

In an era when the charges of high-end doctors and ordinary doctors are not very different, high-end doctors often only have more patients and it is not easy to register.

Whenever possible, patients will certainly be happy to see a well-known doctor.

Ling Ran's surgery and treatment day after day has also accumulated a high enough reputation.

Gong Kaijie and his wife looked and looked at Ling Ran's eyes changed.

"It stands to reason that a well-known doctor, Dr. Ling, should be better sewn." Gong Kaijie's wife, with a slight sense of excitement.

Lu Wenbin glanced at the orthopedic attendant next to him and smiled, "Maybe the standards are different."

In a split second, the couple of Gong Kaijie understood.

The patient Gong Kaijie reluctantly raised his head and looked at Ling Ran, and said, "Dr. Ling, I am a painter, and I have painted my whole life. My fingers are the guy who eats. Please help me keep it."

The wife also said: "Our old palace is self-taught. Unlike the academic painters, there are masters and brothers and brothers touting them. After so many years, it has only just got some fame. He also told me yesterday To learn from others like this, I will draw a picture for my little granddaughter every year ... Dr. Ling, you are an expert on broken fingers, and you must make sure that his fingers are connected ... "

"It is a replantation of broken fingers." Lu Wenbin whispered a correction, no one ignored him.

Ling Ran meditated for a few seconds, still shaking his head slightly: "It is very easy to connect the fingers, but it is difficult to restore the function, especially to meet the needs of the artist, and it is difficult to guarantee."

"Meaning, I can't paint anymore?" Gong Kaijie was obviously unwilling to accept this reality.

Ling Ran nodded slowly: "In terms of flexibility, it is likely to be only about 60% of the normal state."

Gong Kaijie's face changed again: "60% ... What does Liucheng mean?"

Lu Wenbin replied on his behalf: "If you are a lathe worker, keeping your fingers at a 60% level is basically sufficient. It may not be easy to perform particularly precise operations, but similar operations are OK ..."

"I'm not painting as a lathe worker!" Gong Kaijie lost his temper, then relaxed a bit, and said, "I didn't say how the workers are, but 60% of the words ... hey ..."

"It's always better than not connecting, right." Wife

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Zi comforted Gong Kaijie at this time and whispered, "Did you not say that before? Painting is not only by hand, but also the idea is very important. Your idea will not change ..."

"Ah ..." Gong Kaijie didn't know what to say, except he sighed.

"If you are going to undergo surgery, I suggest you decide as soon as possible." Lu Wenbin paused and said, "To be honest, I called Dr. Ling because I knew Mr. Gong was a painter. Domestic experts, I can say, Ling Doctors are among the best ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ abroad ... if you know more about it, you may know that China also has the best technique for replanting broken fingers. "

The orthopedic attendant standing next to him finally began to feel a little uncomfortable, and whispered, "Say one and one, and give people some face."

Lu Wenbin gave him a glance at him and said, "It's not as good as Dr. Ling to say that replanting a broken finger is better. I think it's a praise."

The orthopaedic surgeon stunned God, and then exhaled a long breath: "I can't refute your words, but you say that, I think it's inappropriate ..."

Lu Wenbin looked at an orthopedic attendant like a thin pig's hoof, then looked at the patient and said, "What do you think?"

"We ..." Gong Kaijie thought and thought, and whispered, "I want to see my daughter ..."

"I'll call her." His wife took out her cell phone and dialed out.

A few minutes later, there was a cry on the phone, so that everyone could hear: "Mom, Shen Jie said not to be married, and to divorce me ..."

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a pleasant reading! ^ 0 ^