The Godfather of Surgery

After returning from the rehabilitation department, I just got into the elevator and received a call from Su Yixuan.

"Doctor Yang, where are you? I'm in the pediatric outpatient clinic, outside the No. 17 clinic. My cousin's child has a problem with his arm. Can you come and help?" Su Yixuan asked cautiously in an anxious tone.

Yang Ping immediately separated from the old Han Song Zimo and rushed to the pediatric clinic.

I met Zhang Lin on the road, with snacks and fruits in his hand. He also went to the pediatric clinic. In the morning, his girlfriend fainted in the clinic. After the drip, he went to the clinic again. He was worried and had to go see it.

Zhang Lin was very haggard. Along the way, he kept applying the essential oil. The two came to the pediatric clinic. They were dumbfounded and noisy. The scene was extremely chaotic. It was like a meat market.

The long queue for registration starts from the front desk, twists and turns, exits the gate, goes to the parking lot outside, and then makes a few big twists in the parking lot.

The noise of the children rose and fell, the children crying, coaxing the children, and family members arguing and arguing with each other. Diapers, discarded antipyretic patches, and a feeding bottle with half a bottle of milk rolled on the floor everywhere on the ground.

Some families, young and old, are dispatched to divide the labor and cooperate, some people line up to occupy the number, some people make a floor bunk in the corner to take the children, and put a heat-relieving paste on the children's foreheads.

A parent actually moved a camping tent and set it up in a corner of the paediatric outpatient clinic. The woman sat in the tent, holding her child to feed milk powder, while the man was negotiating with the security guard. This dude is unkempt, holding Master Kang's braised beef noodles that has just been soaked in his hand, and he plausibly said, "I have been queuing for more than ten hours since the middle of the night. You guys are a little humanitarian, okay?"

The security guard and this buddy were arguing, and the team over there immediately became noisy. Someone squeezed to the front to take a look. A specialist in the consultation room couldn't hold it anymore and was helped out. His face was pale and he was panting.

The sign "suspending medical treatment" was hung up, and it was worth it, and the crowd immediately became angry.

"what happened?"

"My child hasn't seen it yet."

"How can there be such an irresponsible doctor!"

"You can't go!"

The expert who left to replace waved his hand: "The old professor can't hold it anymore, I will read the rest."

"What do you mean, I spent dozens of dollars on the expert number, just for him. How can I change people?"

The crowd was outraged.

Some people sighed and said, "Change the doctor, everyone has been dragged out, what do you think?"

"Change doctors? Which clinic is not crowded!" He was telling the truth.

Yang Ping rarely comes to the pediatrics department. I didn't expect that the pediatrics department was such a shocking scene. His ears were buzzing and his head was full of stars.

"The corridors of the inpatient department and the elevator room are full of extra beds, and you have to squeeze through them when you pass by." Zhang Lin said.

"Are you familiar with this clinic?" Yang Ping wanted to ask Su Yixuan where the Seventeen Clinic was.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lin waved his hand: "Brother, it's not that I don't help. I've been on the phone for the past few days, and all of them have asked me to get an expert account. I really can't help."

"It's not--" Yang Ping wanted to explain.

Zhang Lin waved his hand and ran away: "Brother, I'm sorry."

Yang Ping shook his head, this kid didn't let anyone finish his words, so he had to look for it in the mixed crowd.

Pediatricians are busy, with low wages, and they are scolded and beaten at every turn. Even if Sanbo is such a large-scale top three, it still can't keep people. The same is true for several other hospitals. There have been too many doctors lost in recent years, and it is difficult to recruit doctors. There are many patients and few doctors, so this is the situation when the flu is at its peak. Some hospitals had to close because there were no pediatricians.

Command from the superior department: must be opened!

must open?

The cow can't express milk, you don't feed grass, stomping and shouting that milk must be expressed? It milks.

If there is a hospital, there is no way to do it. If there is a problem with the physician, the physician will see the pediatrics and practice medicine illegally! It made the doctor's eyes bewildered, so help the brother department to make it illegal?

Beside the railing on the second floor, Dean Xia is saying to the director of pediatrics, "Divert it, don't block it all here."

"Diversion? Now if you sneeze, you have to go to the top three hospitals, and you can't get rid of it. You go to the Municipal Children's Hospital. It's more crowded than this. I've pulled out all the resident doctors who have just graduated. I can't hold it anymore. I have been in the outpatient clinic for a month in a row. Several comrades can't stand it anymore. Yesterday, one fainted, and today I just fainted two. I can't finish it even if I drink it. To tell you the truth, I'm wearing a diaper now."

Dean Xia's tall body is particularly eye-catching. He looked down, saw this scene, and said to himself: This will kill people. Unlimited number, unlimited number, unlimited number will kill people.

"Limited number, give me the fucking number." Suddenly, he said, a little louder.

The director of pediatrics was startled: "Aren't you joking? The higher-level department expressly stipulates that it must meet the needs and is not allowed to limit the number."

"Tomorrow I'll take them to the outpatient clinic to accompany them." Dean Xia was furious.

Dean Xia is quite individual. He was a national model worker, a representative of the National People's Congress, a national top 100 dean, and received an award in the Great Hall of the People.

He dares to be domineering, others dare not.

The director of pediatrics hummed softly, and then added: "Dean, what you said, I just implemented it."

Then immediately called the front desk: "Limited number, fuck, give me a limited number! Yes, I said it, no, the dean said it."

The director of the pediatrics has never been so domineering. After the phone call, he felt comfortable and touched his hair on the top of his head with his right hand. Just like when you were young, with thick hair and high spirits.

Dean Xia glanced at the bare head of the director of the pediatrics department: "We will have a meeting next week, pediatrics! Special department subsidy policy."

"Didn't we discuss it last week? Many directors disagree." The director of pediatrics felt angry when he thought of it.

"I don't agree, so I took my turn to come to the pediatrics department to help, and also taste the taste of diapers."

Dean Xia can say it and can do it.

"Let's go, let's see what departments those colleagues live in."

President Xia took a big stride, and the director of pediatrics couldn't keep up with him.

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Yang Ping made some inquiries, and immediately rushed to the No. 17 clinic. Finally, he saw Su Yixuan's graceful figure outside the clinic, next to the small slide.

Seeing Yang Ping coming, Su Yixuan immediately waved as if seeing a savior.

"Sister, this is Dr. Yang from our orthopaedic department. He is very good. Let him take a look."

"How old are you? What's the matter?" Yang Ping bent down.

The child just cried, timidly ducked, the right arm was half-bent, hanging down, the left hand was protecting the right arm, and no one could move.

"Four years old, just now she slipped off the slide and fell, and I pulled him up and that was it."

The beautiful and noble cousin looked anxious and regretful.

"Don't worry, I'll take a look." Yang Ping coaxed the little girl, gained a little trust, and gently rolled up the little girl's sleeves. There was no swelling, the forearm was pronated, and the elbow joint was semi-flexed.

He has a number in his mind.

The child was still crying, and Yang Ping coaxed: "Uncle just take a look, don't be afraid, just touch it!" Then he looked serious.

"Is it broken?" the cousin asked worriedly.

With a snap, the radial head was subluxed - reset.

"Move?" Yang Ping encouraged the little girl.

She didn't dare at first. With encouragement, she tried slowly. She could really move, and it didn't hurt anymore, so she dared to move. Seeing that her arm was completely normal, the little girl immediately broke into laughter and joined the amusement of the slide. .

"It's okay, okay." Yang Ping straightened his waist.

My cousin said happily, "Xiaoxuan, your colleague is amazing. Just touch it like this. It's amazing."

"That's right! I said he's very powerful." Su Yixuan raised her head proudly.

"Thank you!" Su Yixuan smiled with charming dimples.

Yang Ping said easily: "Small thing!"

"You are busy, I still have something to do." Yang Ping was inconvenient to stay for a long time.

Su Yixuan flashed her phone secretly.

Meaning: WeChat contact!