Great Doctor Ling Ran

"You have to go to Director Huo to organize such a thing." Ling Ran couldn't figure out the idea of ​​the uncle with dark circles and swollen eyes, and he was too lazy to wonder.

Dealing with strangers, is CPR not fun, or is it boring to have surgery?

A stranger such a boring creature, Ling Ran sees too much, that is, the uncle in front of him is ugly enough, and Ling Ran guesses that he will not confess and just confess.

But that's all.

Ling Ran only nodded slightly, and then said to the little nurse behind the guidance desk: "I went to the consultation area ..."

"Wait, wait." Feng Yi smiled, stepped forward, stopped Ling Ran, and whispered, "Dr. Ling, this is a good opportunity."

Ling Ran fixedly looked at Feng Yi.

Comrade Feng Yi, who is in charge of Dr. Huyou all the year round, saw Ling Ran's posture and knew that he was a bit difficult to coax.

After thinking about it, Feng Yi lowered his attitude and said with a smile: "Dr. Ling, let's not talk about team or teamwork. I just think that it's better for you to form a team to do this cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Can save lives. "

Ling Ran frowned: "No patient needs CPR."

"Isn't cardiopulmonary resuscitation a race against time? Let's pull the team up, there will always be problems in the hospital, and rescue at any time. How long do you want to rescue and how many medicines do we use? If you are not in the medical insurance list, you can use the newspaper first ... ”Feng Yi patted his chest and spoke.

Ling Ran was hesitant about what he said.

As far as the application of CPR is concerned, in some hospitals in foreign countries, specialized CPR teams are indeed set up. When there is a problem, rescue occurs. For patients with infarction in the hospital, the survival rate is greatly improved.

However, it is obviously inappropriate to have several surgeons waiting for CPR, even if domestic surgeons are cheap enough ...

"I don't want to do CPR only. You can form another team. I can do training." Ling Ran was still relieved.

Lu Wenbin and others were trained by him for a long time, and the effect was quite remarkable.

However, the training of Lü Wenbin and his team for CPR was not to keep them crouching for 24 hours.

Ling Ran asked himself, unwilling to stay crouched for 24 hours, doing CPR.

Cardiopulmonary resuscitation is fun, but other surgeries are also fun.

Saving people is important, but if you are disgusted with the job, it is very difficult to persist.

In particular, such things as cardiopulmonary resuscitation, if it is like a 4s shop, just to earn working hours, very few medical staff can adhere to it-being a doctor requires financial support, but in the process of curing disease and saving people, No economy is needed to be the driving force.

Feng Yi's swollen eyes bubbled up, and the eyes seemed to be protruding. In a difficult way: "Dr. Ling, we are still optimistic about you doing this cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Didn't the patient let you do it before? A life-threatening seventh-level floating slaughter, you should not do this surgery ... "

"If Ling Ran meets a patient who needs CPR, it must be inevitable, but let him wait by the side, it may not be a good thing." Dr. Zhou did not know when he came over and stopped Ling Ran and Feng Yi in the middle.

"Dr. Zhou is here." Feng Yi recognized the man and greeted him with a smile, without the slightest resentment caused by Dr. Zhou's poor tone, saying: "The situation today is very special. Next, The patients will not be in a very good condition. They really need Dr. Ling's help. "

What he said was not a nonsense.

In fact, if there is no real demand, Feng Yi would not come to Ling Ran.

Therefore, although selfish, Feng Yi's direction is not completely wrong.

Dr. Zhou thought for a while, still pulling Ling Ran, and then said, "Feng Ke, if you have an idea, you still have to talk to our director, let Ling Ran bear such a heavy responsibility, what to do if he is crushed."

Feng Yi originally wanted to steal the chicken. He didn't get angry and didn't get angry. He nodded calmly and said, "That's OK, I know. I'll go and see you, Director Huo."

Dr. Zhou watched Feng Yi leave, and then smiled at Ling Ran, and said, "Director Huo Huo dealt with these people, otherwise, he now promises you to use the medicine at will, and then turn back to the one who dislikes the one, and trap you in minutes. "

Ling Ran nodded as if he didn't understand.

Dr. Zhou coughed and said, "The medical bill is not a small sum, especially for patients who have undergone CPR. It may cost hundreds of thousands per person, and how many people need to come down. Without him, it will be nothing more than The hospital and the bureau are bullshit. It's not a good thing that he dragged you in. "

Looking at Ling Ran's expression again, Dr. Zhou waved his hand and said, "You don't need to worry about these now, just push me or Director Huo to everything. Well, let's push it to Director Huo."

"Okay." Ling Ran was good at everything.

"You're really welcome, okay, this kind of politeness is useless." Dr. Zhou said to himself, "Are you waiting for the next car here? It may take a while."

"Go to icu. See what happened before." Ling Ran shook his head regretfully when he said: "It is really inconvenient that the emergency center does not have an intensive care unit."

Dr. Zhou squinted at Ling Ran: "Tell this to Director Huo, and he was glad to hear it."

"why?"

"Director Huo, he just wants everything."

Ling Ran nodded slowly: "If the emergency center has its own intensive care unit, this time the patient can stay in the emergency center, maybe the prognosis is better."

Ling Ran masters perfect CPR. The biggest difference from master CPR lies in the management and intervention after CPR. However, the ICU in the hospital does not want to listen to the doctor's fingertips in the emergency center. To produce rebellious psychology, from the perspective of Ling Ran, this is naturally imperfect for the patient.

The two spoke, and took the elevator to the floor where icu was.

Out of the elevator door, dozens of patients' families can be seen wandering here.

Intensive care units usually do not allow family members to enter. Recently, many more patients have been added, so that family members of patients can only gather at the door.

When Ling Ran and Dr. Zhou got out of the elevator, countless pairs of eyes came over. The patient's old wife's wife glanced at Ling Ran, and her tired legs stabbed and kicked.

"Dr. Ling, Dr. Zhou, you are here." Hu's wife expressed her kindness as much as possible, and the corners of her dry lips were tearing.

"How is Lao Hu?" Dr. Zhou asked casually.

"It's fine, people are awake, and their urine is clear. The doctor said that after two more days of observation, they can be transferred to the general ward without any problems." Hu's wife said, her eyes began to shed tears.

Dr. Zhou was very surprised to hear: "Awake? Is this waking up?"

Hu's wife also listened for a moment: "Did you not come here because you heard that Lao Hu woke up?"

"Just kidding, long CPR, so short ..." Dr. Zhou shut up wisely and said, "Let's go inside and see."

Hu's wife quickly awakened the sleepy mother-in-law and son lying on the chair.

Five people passed through the aisle, each wearing an isolation suit, and entered icu.

The doctors in the intensive care department did not want so many people to enter, but when they saw Ling Ran, they silently kept silent.

The hospital is a very realistic place. If you are a common burdock character, everyone will respect it on the surface. A burdock such as Ling Ran can pull back a dead person for an hour. They are all skeptical-this kind of doctor ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ write a essay or attend an international conference, there is a department that hangs in a joke.

For doctors who rarely see very long CPR and successful cases, when they look at Ling Ran, they will see a halo.

"Lao Hu, this is Dr. Ling who saved you." Hu's wife woke up Lao Hu in shallow sleep and pushed Ling Ran to the front.

"Thanks ..." Lao Hu made a mute as much as possible, and then he gasped.

Hu's wife whispered: "Doctor Ling, thank you, Hu."

"You're welcome." As Ling Ran spoke, he collected a treasure chest of heartfelt gratitude and a primary treasure chest of admiration from his peers.

Hu's wife said: "I heard other doctors say that after so long cardiopulmonary resuscitation, 100 times may not be successful once, and some people can be saved at that time, but they will not become sober afterwards. Vegetative ... Lao Hu, you are lucky, met Dr. Ling ... "

Lao Hu again made a difficult "thank ... thank ..." voice in his channel.

Ling Ran nodded slightly, and continued to sweep in and out of heartfelt thanks.

"Dad said thank you." Lao Hu's son, who had been hiding behind his mother with some fear, looked at his father's face at this moment, finally summoning courage, and said aloud.

"No thanks." Ling Ran smiled politely at him.

The little boy shyly hid behind his mother, looked at Ling Ran again, paused for a few seconds, and said, "Dr. Ling is so handsome."

Several people present, including the medical staff in the intensive care unit standing not far behind, laughed involuntarily.

The laughter encouraged the little boy, so he quickly turned his head, looked up at Dr. Zhou, and hesitated a little: "Dr. Zhou is also handsome."

Dr. Zhou froze, and the corners of his mouth flew up.