The Godfather of Surgery

"I interviewed him last time!" said the female reporter.

Director Han also saw it at this time. After all, she was wearing a patient uniform and wearing a plaster cast, so it was not easy to recognize her for a while.

"What a coincidence!" Director Zhuang said.

"Yeah, I'm sorry to bother you, can I - can you help me transfer to a general ward? It's just a broken arm." The female reporter said a little ashamed.

She wanted to secretly register to see a doctor by herself, but she was known by her family, and she was greeted and arranged in a VIP ward. She felt very embarrassed and was most afraid of this kind of thing.

"Let's stay for the time being, and I'll contact you when there are beds in the general ward." Director Zhuang euphemistically put off her.

Director Han saw that her hand was so swollen: "The hand is so swollen, the splint needs to be loosened."

She was wearing a splint on her left forearm. When she came in just now, she didn't see it clearly. Yang Ping thought it was a plaster.

"This is Professor Han from the Department of Orthopedics!" Director Zhuang introduced.

Iron-clad wards, running water patients.

After staying in VIP for a long time, I have seen a lot of dignitaries and rich people, and I am immune.

A small electronic screen on the wall by the bedside displays the patient's name: Li Jingshu.

When she heard the splint loosening, Li Jingshu's first reaction was to dodge sideways, turned her head to look at Yang Ping, and asked weakly, "Does the splint loosen?"

"It hurts a little bit." Director Han said.

"How much pain is a little bit of pain?" Li Jingshu asked.

"A mosquito bite!" Director Zhuang reassured her.

When Li Jingshu was interviewed last time, she was quite capable, but now she is huddled up like a little girl.

Hearing this, Li Jingshu was relieved. She avoided the left limb that was going to hide just now, and turned around carefully.

The trolley pushed by the doctor in charge of the bed has been placed beside the bed, with gloves, bandages, dressing bowls and the like on it.

Yang Ping and Song Zimo wear gloves, one holds the hand and the other unties.

Four splints, three straps, standard forearm splint technique, the splint is still made of Chinese fir wood, only traditional Chinese medicine hospitals have this kind of traditional and authentic thing.

"In the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, I was reset twice under anesthesia, but it still doesn't work. I still come to see you." Li Jingshu gritted her teeth and was ready to endure the pain.

"Would you like to give me an analgesic needle?" Director Zhuang asked, seeking Director Han's opinion.

Director Han hadn't made a statement yet, and Li Jingshu shook his head: "No, I can hold it back."

Yang Ping began to loosen the straps, the small splint technique, and has been trained in the system, so he is very skilled and his movements are very gentle. When operating the straps, try not to cause the forearm to vibrate.

But Li Jingshu was frightened and shivered, her broken bones shattered, and it hurt when she moved a little.

"—" Li Jingshu bit her lip without making a sound.

Song Zimo held his forearm steady, and Yang Ping quickly and gently adjusted the three straps in turn. After adjusting, help her hang it again.

"The pain of a mosquito bite, this mosquito is probably bigger than a pig." Li Jingshu held back the pain and smiled.

She took a few deep breaths: "It's a lot easier, the pain was terrible just now."

"This is going to be an operation!" Director Han said. It's useless to explain too much. Many people have already explained it to her.

Li Jingshu looked very determined: "Can you not have surgery? Try manual reduction again, okay? I know that Professor Zhang Zongshun from your hospital is very powerful in manual reduction, and he has written a book? Are the books here?"

She lowered her head from the bedside table and pulled out a book - "Traditional Bone-setting Research" with her right hand.

Director Han took the book, and it was really from Professor Zhang Zongshun. This book was also from decades ago. I don't know where this girl got it. It was the first time I saw a patient come to see a doctor with a book.

"Have you read this book?" Director Han put the book back on her bedside table.

Li Jingshu said, "I just flipped through it, and many of the above cases are similar to mine, so I came to your hospital."

For this kind of persistent person, she could not convince her for a while, and she could only retreat as an advance. Director Han said: "The swelling is too severe now, and it is impossible to restore it by manipulation. doctor."

"Yeah!" She seemed to be fine as long as she didn't have surgery.

"I don't want surgery! Please, help me try again!" Li Jingshu begged.

"Then you have a good rest, don't worry, let's talk about swelling first." Director Zhuang comforted her.

Back at the VIP's doctor's office, Dean Xia has come over, sitting in the office and waiting.

When he saw Director Han, he immediately called everyone to Director Zhuang's office and said, "This patient is Mayor Li's daughter. Secretary Luo just called and she was angry with Mayor Li. She originally went to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital to line up for registration. , but Mrs. Li greeted him, gave her a green passage there, and sent a special person to accompany her. Because of this, she was having a temper with Mayor Li and Mrs. Li. Director Kang of the Orthopedics Department of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital helped her twice. It didn't work, she drove to our hospital by herself, and Secretary Luo arranged for her to live in the Overseas Chinese Building."

"She heard that Professor Zhang Zongshun is very good at bone setting, so she came over by herself." Director Han said.

"Professor Zhang is now hospitalized by himself!" Dean Xia looked embarrassed.

"The distal radius, on the condyle of the humerus, these simple reductions have been done many years ago. These comminuted fractures of the ulna and radius, closed reduction, I tell you, I will not do it." Director Han said.

"You can count the tricks of the whole country with your fingers. Director Kang of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital also inherited his family name. He is famous in the four sides. They can't figure it out. How can we do it." President Xia said.

"Would you like to invite Professor Zhang Zongshun?" Director Zhuang said.

"That's the only way. I'll discuss it with Mr. Zhang tomorrow morning." Director Han had no other way.

The patients in the Overseas Chinese Building are the most difficult to treat, not because their condition is complicated, but because of their special status.

Everyone discussed it, but there was no result. President Xia said: "Do your best, if it doesn't work, you can only operate."

"Let's go and have a look, I haven't seen it yet." Dean Xia said, this time Yang Ping and Song Zimo did not follow.

There is an automatic shoe-shining machine in the office, and Yang Ping tried to polish the shoes. Zhang Lin said that if you come to the Overseas Chinese Building, if you don't polish your shoes, you will come here in vain.

"If it's someone else, I can try it, but the daughter of the Li family, forget it." Song Zimo said.

Yang Ping snorted: "You will?"

"I went to the outpatient clinic with Professor Zhang. Professor Zhang is indeed very powerful in manual reset. He should be the only one who studies manual reset in Western medicine. It's more serious than this. I've seen him recover, don't you?"

Yang Ping did not speak.

"Finally found someone who can abuse you." Song Zimo said proudly.

Song Zimo, how could he actually reset himself? Yang Ping thought.

After reading Li Jingshu, Dean Xia came out and said, "Do you want me to talk to Mr. Zhang tomorrow."

Director Han said, "No, I'll do it."

"Old Han, I have to go upstairs. I have to go upstairs. I haven't seen it yet." Dean Xia pointed to the ceiling.

"You are busy, leave this to me." Director Han knew that Director Xia was busy.

"This operation still requires surgery, and this principle must be grasped." President Xia urged.

Sitting in the Overseas Chinese Building for a while, several nurses came in and out, but Song Zimo was still attractive, a figure like Liuchuanfeng.

Director Han explained to the doctor on duty, pay attention to the pain and the feeling of the fingers, be alert to the compartment syndrome, and several people retreated.

It's late at night, so it's not good to disturb Professor Zhang. Director Han decided to go back tomorrow morning.

Song Zimo said that he was not hungry after eating the surgery meal anyway, so he went to Corey to practice arthroscopy.

He has to train in the laboratory for an hour or two almost every day. The microscope, arthroscope, foramen mirror, etc., have been worn down by him.

Talented and hardworking, such a person is the closest to success.

On the way home, Yang Ping pondered the traditional bone-setting technique, which is the business of traditional Chinese medicine hospitals, but only a few people guarded this brand.

To tell the truth, the traditional Chinese medicine hospital is almost the same as the western hospital, the only difference is that the signs are different.

In the TCM hospital, there are not many doctors who can really use TCM and understand TCM.

It's not a question of which is better or worse, it's a contest between a carriage and a Mercedes-Benz.