Great doctor starts with adding points

Wu Xie gradually let go of her nervousness. The questions Lu Junyin asked were very simple and basic. Compared with the questions asked during the teaching rounds during the "graduate school" before, they were like pediatrics.

Wu Xie thought that Lu Junyin would also use such questions to test himself.

In fact, Wu Xie was thinking too much. The size and tasks of the township hospital were only so small, and there were very few surgeries that could be performed. Most patients would go to the county hospital instead, so there was no need for in-depth research.

In addition, people of their generation, Lu Junyin himself graduated from a medical school, and most of the attending doctors graduated from junior colleges.

In terms of their theoretical knowledge reserves, they may not have the systematic and deep theoretical reserves of the current orthodox five-year interns, who are more focused on governance and application rather than theory and theory.

Reason is reason, principle, theory is analysis and dismantling.

During the ward rounds afterwards, Lu Junyin stopped staring at Wu Xie. He randomly selected a few questions and knew Wu Xie's depth.

That's enough.

This kind of knowledge reserve must be in place in the town hospital. If Wu Xie is really required to know everything, he can do everything, and he can do surgery, so what should he do as the director?

He Ling and Liu Chengshan were in person, and everyone except Fang Hao was a witness. Fang Hao must have confessed.

Wu Xie is not a person who knows nothing, and his educational background is several levels higher than yours. If you want to be overwhelmed, you can only bear the grievances yourself.

After the ward check, there were still no patients on the bed in charge of Wu Xie and the bed in charge of He Ling, and there was no operation arrangement in the department, so Wu Xie naturally went home to read again.

...

Zhou Liping called Fang Hao to report after leaving the hospital after get off work: "Brother Hao, Director Lu took Wu Xie's exam today. He asked some basic theoretical questions."

"The rumors should be false." Zhou Liping's tone was heavy.

Like Fang Hao, he both graduated from a junior college. He has only obtained the qualification certificate for medical assistance, while Fang Hao has obtained the qualification certificate for practicing physicians.

But even so, when Fang Hao wanted to stay before, he was rejected by Zhong Yusheng, who had a bachelor's degree. Now that he entered again, Wu Xie, a master's degree, fell from the sky.

Is there a way out for a medical monk who graduated from a junior college?

The rabbit died and the fox was sad.

Hearing this, Fang Hao didn't reply for a long time, and then said, "Wu Xie's grade book is fine, how can it be difficult for him to test his theory?"

"The county hospital doesn't want his degree. There must be a reason for it. It must be because the operation is too bad." Fang Hao can only guess like this.

Otherwise, Fang Hao really couldn't understand why Wu Xie would come back to the town hospital to compete with him.

"But Madam Xu's hand on the opposite side of the hospital was sewed by Wu Xie, so there's nothing wrong with it?" Zhou Liping was worried because there were no secrets in the town.

Xu Huifang's hand has been there for a week, and the stitches are close to being removed. Zhou Liping followed Fang Hao and changed the medicine when he was on duty yesterday. He didn't see any problems. He even felt that the level of stitches was even better than Fang Hao's.

It's not bad after all.

What the little surgeons in the town hospital can do is debridement and suture. Like appendectomy, both the director and the attending doctor have to fight for the opportunity.

Fang Hao still didn't give up: "Let's continue to look at it? It's a fox that will show its feet."

Nowadays, it is very difficult for junior college students to get a job. The best way out is in the town hospital, otherwise they can only go to small clinics or private hospitals.

Fang Hao didn't want to make a decision so early, and he didn't want to leave his hometown, a place with a relatively close relationship network. It would be more difficult to get along and enter other places.

There must be something wrong with Wu Xie, Fang Hao is very sure of this.

...

Time is like water, Wu Xie's life is leisurely and fulfilling.

Three days later.

When Wu Xie came out of the house again, many people greeted Wu Xie enthusiastically. A young man patted the flour on his hand and smiled: "Xiao Xie, would you like a pot helmet?"

"Brother Li, I can't do it today. Ms. Xu invited me to eat noodles. Today she will remove the stitches." Wu Xie smiled apologetically and extended her hand to decline.

"Really!" Li Chong smiled cheerfully: "I heard that Madam Xu's wounds are growing well, and the stitched scars are smaller than others, and graduate students are more capable."

Xu Huifang's wound recovered after suturing, because the fit was good, there were only scars less than the thickness of a woolen thread after the operation, which was faintly visible.

In addition, Xu Huifang opened a restaurant, and everyone in the town talked about it, and almost everyone in the town knew about it.

The town is so big, and there are still people who don't believe that they went to compare with Xu Huifang, and went to see it, which confirmed the authenticity of the result.

"Brother Li, the size of the scar is also related to one's physique. Come play with Ozawa next time?" Wu Xie said politely.

Walk into the old streets and alleys leading to the hospital.

...

Opposite the hospital, the traffic in the noodle restaurant is not small.

Although the main street has moved, the primary school is still on the side of the old street, and it is close to the hospital. There are many diners before and after picking up and dropping off children.

The noodle restaurant in Xu Huifang's family has an old taste for decades, and everyone is very used to eating it.

Wu Xie also came with a bowl of noodles, and sat down on the vacant seat at the table for four amidst all the friendly voices.

Xu Huifang entertained warmly, and then specially asked Wang Hai to add some saozi to Wu Xie.

Opposite Wu Xie, a middle-aged woman greeted Wu Xie and complained, "Xiao Xie, do you blame your parents in your heart?"

"I'm full, the second brother and the second sister-in-law really delayed you." The one who spoke was an aunt, the wife of Wu Xie's fourth uncle next door, who opened a hardware store and was of the same generation as Wu Guonan.

Wu Xie was taken aback when he heard the words, and quickly explained: "Fourth aunt, my parents are very good, the main reason is that I don't live up to expectations."

"Little Xie, don't speak for them. I just don't like this kind of thing. They tie Xi'er (children) to their side. What age is it now? It's better for young people to go outside." The fourth aunt ignored Wu Xie explained, saying this quite objectively.

Sitting next to the fourth aunt was a middle-aged man who was a few years older than Wu Xie. He was also an old man who lived in the old street. His name was Wu Guangming, and he was the same grandfather as Wu Xie.

He opened his mouth and said, "I also think that the second uncle and the second aunt are not doing very well. Xiaoxie has such a good education, so he should go outside and work hard. We can't get out even if we want to..."

Then a few more people came to help.

Wu Xie responded with a strong smile, feeling a little touched in his heart.

How many bad things did my parents say about themselves outside, so that these people have such a fixed mindset, and they basically never doubted the fact that my ability is not good enough?

...

When Wu Xie rushed to the department, another big brother Liu Chengshan who was on duty happened to come home from get off work.

The township hospital's surgeons are empty, there are not many patients, and operations happen occasionally.

"Hello, cousin." Liu Chengshan and Wu Xie had a close relationship, but they were not in the ward, so Wu Xie changed his address.

Liu Chengshan is about forty years old, half bald, looks very capable, looked at Wu Xie: "Xiao Xie, your second uncle Qin is now staying on your bed."

Hearing this, Wu Xie didn't realize what the relationship was all at once. After five seconds, Wu Xie asked, "Uncle Qinling's father?"

When eating noodles at Xu Huifang's place before, Xu Huifang talked about her "Second Uncle Qin", and Qin Ling is the son of "Second Uncle Qin", who is also the husband of Wu Xie's aunt next door, so you can call him uncle if you want to get involved. .

In the town, as long as there are two people, they can have a messy relationship.

"Yes, it was the one in the previous car accident. After the amputation, he was infected several times. He was transferred from the county hospital to the state hospital, but nothing happened."

"Just transferred back. Considering your relationship with him, Director Lu lived in the 15th bed of your supervisor. It's a bit troublesome, but not troublesome." Liu Chengshan said this and checked the time.

"I have to go back and send the child to study, Xiaoxie, you should be busy first." Liu Chengshan went downstairs.

Wu Xie walked into the department, and several people stared at him with rather weird eyes, especially Fang Hao's eyes, which were extremely complicated.

Seeing Wu Xie enter the office, Lu Junyin said, "Xiao Wu, Liu Chengshan told you just now, the Second Uncle Qin across the river is staying on your bed."

"His current situation is like this, that is, the infection is at the end stage. He went to the state people's hospital and the county hospital many times, but he didn't get better."

"Since you came to our hospital."

"You should take care of it, you should understand what I mean."

The end stage is another name for waiting to die.

The difference is to take care of it, just to engage in hospice care and psychological construction.

Wu Xie and this Qin Dahe have a relatively deep relationship and intersection, so it is easy to communicate.

Wu Xie naturally knows, but there is still a question: "Director Lu, what is the family's opinion at present? We definitely don't have such treatment conditions here!"

Terminal operations such as amputation are not allowed in town hospitals.

Such a patient is hanging on the bed waiting to die.

"There is no way, the infection focus of the amputated stump still exists, and the amputation has reached the root of the thigh, so there is no way for further surgical treatment."

"The meaning of the family is, how long can we delay, let's do our best."

"I've come back from both the state hospital and the county hospital. Any other ideas?"

"It's the hard work of prescribing doctor's orders and changing medicines. Are you okay?" Lu Junyin reassured Wu Xie.

The amputation reached the base of the thigh, and there was no way to continue amputating it upwards.

The infection is not getting better, it is estimated that some palliative medicine is needed.

Such patients are easy to manage but not easy to manage. They may disappear one day. And after the infection, changing the dressing is also a troublesome thing.

Wu Xie glanced left and right, and found that no one wanted to answer, so she nodded.

"No problem, Director Lu."

...

After Wu Xie took over the patient, he discovered that Qin Dahe, Qin's second uncle, had only been injured for more than a month.

However, the overall cumulative thickness of past medical records can reach a slap in the face.

There are at least several hundred sheets of inspection results stacked together.

It took Wu Xie more than four hours to clarify the changes in his condition and the current specific situation.

The course of the disease is actually not complicated, but there was a car accident, I was accidentally hit, and then I was crushed, and I went to the county hospital to have my limb amputated.

Infected, then amputated.

Went to Enshi Prefecture People's Hospital, amputated again, still infected, uncontrollable, surgical treatment was ineffective...

Wu Xie's heart was intertwined.