The Godfather of Surgery

After the hustle and bustle, it is ordinary daily life.

This is the main theme of Yang Ping's life, and the others are small episodes.

"Ding Dong, completed 100 cases of severed finger replantation, the success rate is 100%, the time limit is three months. Reward: 50,000 points."

The system sent out the task out of nowhere, and Yang Ping was used to its temperament.

However, this task is too outrageous. In a hundred cases, even if you cut it with a knife, you can't cut a hundred cases.

This is a general hospital, not a private hand surgery hospital.

Replantation of severed fingers is generally monopolized by private hand surgery hospitals.

Could this be the rhythm of forcing myself to resign and go to a surgical hospital?

After finally finding a good hospital, I just got a firm foothold, and the system sends such a task, and I can be punished.

For a young doctor, the platform says how important it is. In addition to short-term economic income, a large-scale tertiary hospital like Sanbo is not comparable to a hand surgery hospital in any aspect.

Yang Ping has no time to pay attention to it for the time being, and there are still many things to deal with.

Everyone had an operation for a day, and it was 6:00 p.m. when they came out of the operating room. Director Han was going to attend a meeting in the hospital.

Yang Ping took Xiao Wu to check the afternoon room, Song Zimo and Zhang Lin followed.

When Yang Ping stopped, they also stopped; when Yang Ping went, they also went.

Yang Ping was a little strange: "What are you doing with us?"

Song Zimo said lazily, "When Director Han is busy, you can take everyone to see it together. Senior brother has job responsibilities."

It turned out that this guy wanted to round the room together in two groups.

Yang Ping was noncommittal, continued walking, and began to round the room. The two of them followed, and it was their patient's turn. Zhang Lin reported the medical history, and Song Zimo added, just like a lower-level doctor.

A worker with a broken thumb can get out of bed in a few days. He took out the photo and showed it to everyone: "My daughter, who just entered university this year, and my fingers are connected, I feel relieved, thank you, really."

The little girl in the photo looked young and immature, and Yang Ping told him, "Don't smoke."

Worker said: "Quit smoking for many years."

The baby recovered quickly, with five red fingers, moving hands and feet in the crib, while the young two took care of them. Yang Ping found that the young mother's mobile phone had been replaced by a Nokia elderly phone.

The four of them, as well as a few graduate students, went to the trauma ICU to see the fire hero Hadron after checking the room.

When he arrived in the ICU, Director Pan came to introduce Qiangzi's current condition in person, and other doctors all looked at Yang Ping with admiration.

Hadron is in good condition, with good blood supply to the amputated limb and normal kidney function.

Yang Ping took everyone to change his medicine by the bedside. The wound was temporarily dry and there was no sign of infection.

I heard that Yang Ping came to the ward for rounds. The ICU doctor and nurse came over to see who Dr. Yang was?

Some young nurses dared to take a few more glances, but wearing masks, they couldn't see anything.

Hadron's condition can already be transferred to the general ward, but in view of his special status, in order to strengthen the monitoring, the hospital decided to keep him in the ICU for a few days.

Just after coming out of the ICU, Zhang Lin received a call from the emergency department for consultation, and everyone rushed to the emergency department again.

For an open fracture of the tibia and fibula, the skin of the entire lower extremity was avulsed and the muscles were severely crushed. The procedure of the trauma emergency center was required.

This can only be handed over to Director Tian. According to Director Han's current division of labor, the pastoral team is responsible for this kind of trauma. Song Zimo called and contacted Director Tian.

Out of the emergency room, Yang Ping caught a glimpse of a commercial vehicle hurriedly stopping at the door of the emergency department.

A young man with yellow hair squeezed out of the car and went straight to the hall of the emergency department. Then a man in a suit and a doctor in a white coat jumped out of the car.

"Doctor, doctor, help, help!" Huang Mao shouted and ran.

The shouting attracted the attention of the people around, but soon, everyone bowed their heads and went about their own business. In the emergency department, life-saving is commonplace.

"Don't shout! Here, help is running so fast?" Doctor Lu on duty saw Huang Mao's raised right hand and a plastic bag in his left, and basically knew what was going on.

"Finger here, help me with surgery, wait!"

When Huang Mao saw the doctor, he immediately handed over the plastic bag, took out his mobile phone, and clicked to flip through it.

"Come on, what are you playing on your phone at this time, the king hasn't quit yet." The doctor who followed was a factory doctor, and the factory doctor was in a hurry.

"This, I want this doctor to do it!"

Dr. Lu took the phone. Isn't this the picture of the news report of the five-stage replantation in our hospital? It's just a pair of hands operating under a microscope.

"Okay, okay!" said the doctor, "Quick! Sign, draw blood, ECG, prepare for the operating room."

"Do you know who he is? Don't make a mistake, I'll check it later." Huang Mao is very shrewd.

The doctor waved his hand, ignored him, and said to the nurse at the front desk, "Please call for an emergency orthopaedic consultation, the trauma emergency center special line."

Suddenly seeing Yang Ping and his party, he immediately waved: "Doctor Yang, just in time, just wanted to see you for a consultation. I just came here, the machine was crushed, and I called you for surgery."

Dr. Lu showed Yang Ping the severed fingers that had not yet been put in the refrigerator. The index finger of the right hand, the middle section was severed.

"Let's schedule surgery." Yang Ping said.

Dr. Lu immediately started the process, took blood and electrocardiogram, and signed the conversation.

"It's this doctor, I came here to do it on purpose." Before Huang Mao signed, he took out his mobile phone again and called up the pictures he had collected.

"Well, this is the doctor who just showed you." Dr. Lu urged.

After getting a positive answer, Huang Mao's heart fell and he signed decisively.

As long as this doctor is the main surgeon, this hand is guaranteed, and people can pick it up if it is broken into five sections. I am not cutting melons and vegetables. He even took out his mobile phone and started playing the king.

"Why are you standing here? Pay me, let me tell you, I was injured at work, and I didn't violate the operating rules. There must be something wrong with this machine. I'll go to the labor bureau to sue you." Huang Maochong yelled at the man in the suit beside him.

The man in the suit is the factory's commissioner in charge of work-related injuries, and he's already devastated: "Oh, Yunjian Hand Surgery Hospital and we are a contract unit, and it's a monthly payment, no need to pay, where can I bring the money, I'll take you to Yunjian Hospital, you come here."

"Hurry back and get the money, I'll tell you, if there is a problem with my finger, I'll sit at your house to eat and drink." Huang Mao threatened.

"Okay! Doctor, you have the surgery first. I'm calling now and asking someone to send money. Money is not a problem. If you accept it, you must accept it."

Today's young people can't afford to offend. A few days ago, I was playing with my mobile phone at work. The team leader said a few words and resigned on the spot.

If the wages are low, don’t work, don’t work without air conditioning, don’t work overtime, don’t work if the girls in the factory are not beautiful, and now the labor force is really a labor resource.

The commissioner had just finished calling and asked the finance department to send the money, and the phone rang again, so he found a corner to answer the call.

On the phone, he scolded his head and face: "Why did you send him to Sanbo Hospital, Yunjian's salesman is sitting in my office now, how can I explain it, quickly pull him to Yunjian."

Hongda Factory is the largest hardware factory in G City. It is commonplace to cut off fingers, not to mention that it happens every day.

I usually cooperate with Yunjian Hand Surgery Hospital, and send patients there. This is a familiar process. Send it there, not only the cost will be settled monthly, but also the hassle-free. Give one away, and they will give you a bonus fee, and you will also be invited to eat and drink during the festivals. It's been such a pleasant cooperation over the years, everyone is very happy.

Today, this matter is indeed to be scolded, but it is not my own responsibility.

The commissioner was very aggrieved: "I can't help it, we drove the car to Yunjian, and Huang Mao had to jump off the car halfway. This kid is sideways, and he doesn't eat hard and soft. He said that if Yunjian was sent, the hospital would be overturned, and the whole process was returned. Phone recording and video, what should I do?"

There was silence on the phone and he said, "I'll report it to the top, once this opening is opened, the matter is big, the finance department will send the money now, deal with the matter and come back as soon as possible, remember, come to me first when you come back, don't talk to anyone. Say."

Hanging up the phone, Huang Mao was gone, and the factory doctor said, "Send to the operating room, how is it?"

The factory doctor was also nervous, they were all grasshoppers on a rope.

The commissioner said: "Let's talk about it when we go back. Go directly to Lao Gong's office in the factory, and don't say anything on the way."

The two contacted the driver and went back in a commercial car.

In the operating room, the operation has already begun.

Anesthesia, body position, hand sanitizing, laying out sheets, and launching the microscope.