"Nurse Wang, there are not many emergency patients today." The young resident doctor ran to the young nurse and handed over a bottle of iced black tea.

"I don't drink sweet ones." Wang Jia didn't answer the drink.

"Look at my memory." The resident doctor patted his head and smiled, "It's time now, everyone is exhausted, it's time for us to go into battle."

The resident and nurse are colleagues, no more than the interns who are not in love with anyone. After waiting for a long time, there is no chance to get started. It is not very authentic. Wang Jia's tone softened and she said, "I'm not alive now."

"Where are there any patients in the emergency department?" the resident smiled.

The emergency department is equivalent to the screening department of the hospital. The emergency department of the larger hospital refers to a large number of patients to other departments every day, especially critical patients. They are mostly treated with simple treatment and stabilize life pointers and then rushed to the operating room.

It can be said that as long as the emergency department wants to do things, there will be endless work all day long.

This is why the residents went to the emergency department to have surgery.

Wang Jia hesitated for a moment, but did not tell the situation in the disposal room, and said: "The patient's condition today is quite special..."

"We are not afraid of special things, we can do anything. Right, Lao Wu." Another hospitalist came over and spoke with his arms around him.

Old Wu Zheng pointed out: "Whether there is a table tennis ball stuck on top or a table tennis ball stuffed underneath, we can take it out."

Wang Jia has been a nurse for several years, but she can’t knock it down with a dirty joke from two resident doctors. She said with a frown: “The standard in our emergency department is to get golf.”

"How is golf possible..." Two young men who had just entered the industry were immediately killed.

"Okay, Dr. Wu and Dr. Li come with me to help." After working for a long time, the nurse will feel a little bit sarcastic. Wang Jia is unforgivable, and she still has to give the residents the opportunity. As for whether she can catch it, it is the decision of the department attending and the directors.

In the office a few meters away, the interns looked outside, but they didn't even wait for a knife.

Dr. Wu and Dr. Li followed Wang Jia excitedly and walked into the treatment room in two steps.

Crossing the threshold, familiar heat came to your face.

Doctors, nurses, patients and patients' families ran back and forth in the small disposal room, taking a deep breath, as if they could inhale an irritating breath.

Dr. Wu and Dr. Li are in a completely opposite mood. They cherish every opportunity to take action, whether it is table tennis, golf or volleyball, and they have no choice.

"Doctor Zhou, these guys are waiting for suture. Do you want us to help?" Wu first found a familiar emergency department doctor when he was hospitalized, and then looked at the flower-armed brothers sitting on the isolation bed and drooled.

After a period of operation in the emergency department, he also found out the temperament of the doctors. The director and the deputy director were too far apart, so I wouldn't say that Dr. Zhou was the most willing to give him a chance at the first level of the attendance.

Of course, this can also be explained by the fact that although he is ugly, he is kind and willing to be lazy.

Dr. Zhou was slowly debridement of a flower-armed brother and said, "The suture needs to be sutured, but they are not under my control."

"Huh? Has the assignment changed?" Wu was hospitalized and looked at both sides strangely.

The emergency room is also managed separately. A attending doctor or senior resident doctor will be responsible for more than a dozen beds to several beds. The doctor will be responsible for any patient who arranges the bed to ensure that the responsibility is assigned to the person.

Both the deputy chief physician and the chief physician only deal with the disease itself, and other troubles of the patient are all assigned to the attending and senior residents for daily maintenance.

In the impression of Wu Zhuian and others, the several beds in front of him belong to Dr. Zhou.

Dr. Zhou himself said indifferently: "They asked Dr. Ling to treat the wound."

"Who is Dr. Ling?" This surname is not common, and Wu couldn't help but look around when he was hospitalized.

"It's right there." Dr. Zhou pointed.

As a local snake, he is not willing to advertise Guojianglong.

Following the direction given by Dr. Zhou, Wu was hospitalized and saw Ling Ran sitting in the compartment.

"Isn't he an intern?" Wu's throat opened in surprise.

Dr. Zhou was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you know me?"

"He came with the interns this morning."

"Then you probably got it wrong." Dr. Zhou laughed. Other things can be faked, but medical skills cannot be faked.

With the slim technique, the sewn leather can probably help the Dutch encircle another Taiwan, so how could it be an intern?

Wu was not very familiar with the situation when he was hospitalized. He was mainly engaged in practice. He beat him up, skipped the matter, and said, "I see that there are several patients waiting, otherwise, we will help first?"

Dr. Li next to him also nodded repeatedly.

Dr. Zhou laughed twice and said, "Go and ask the patient if he wants it."

"Whoever comes to the emergency department or chooses a doctor?" Wu was hospitalized for no reason.

Dr. Zhou glanced at him and said, "I want to choose, what can you do?"

Wu was hospitalized and asked.

The hospitalist Li, who came with him, didn't believe in evil, so he found a flower-armed brother with a kind face and a unicorn tattooed on his arm, and asked with a smile: "Does your wound hurt? Sit over and I'll stitch it for you first."

Boys who like unicorns are not too violent.

Brother Hua'er, who had a kind face, looked at Li Guan Hospital with disdain and said, "We'll wait for Dr. Ling."

"You are just a simple suture, and everyone does the same." In order to get started, Li's hospitalist was more concerned about the unicorn brother than his girlfriend.

The unicorn brother sneered and said, "Don't think I'm a chinese. I've come to your Yunhua's emergency room too much. Everyone can do it the same. Have you seen the bucks on my arm?"

"Is this a deer?" Li's hospitalist widened his eyes and looked at the deer head with a horn and fell into deep thought. Don't tattooists look at the animal world now?

The unicorn brother said hatefully: "This antler was sewn by an idiot doctor and could only be washed into a unicorn. What if you sew it in me again, what should you do?"

"Change the horse's head." The flower-armed brother next to him laughed three times: Hahahaha!

"It's easy to be recognized as a donkey's head."

"The donkey head is worthy of being a face, so it can be said that it is a big dick. It will be a miserable thing to turn into a mule."

Several people obviously discussed this topic, and when they talked about it, they all laughed in a mess.

"Broken tail tiger, crooked dragon, Mu Luohan, what are you proud of?" The unicorn brother raised his arms, and the bloody unicorn was very cute.

Dr. Wu held back his smile and looked over, and saw that the tiger's tail was obviously wrong on the arm of the broken tiger.

The crooked dragon is not that obvious. You have to look carefully and find that the clouds under the dragon's belly are covered with claws.

But Mu Luohan made Dr. Wu a little confused.

Doctors like to solve problems.

Dr. Wu thought hard.

The owner of Mu Luohan became more and more upset under the eyes of Dr. Wu, and said, "I used to be tattooed with Eighteen Arhats. Idiot Doctors."

Dr. Wu was stunned for a moment, and did not laugh out loud.

"You happened to have a tattoo, and there was nothing you could do about this." Wu was hospitalized and covered up his smile and explained by the way: "Your wounds were probably quite large at the beginning, and your muscle tissues were probably turned up. After removing the wound, they would definitely not be exactly the same as before."

"If you can't sew, you won't sew, and you'll have so many words." Several people were impatient to listen to his words.

Wu Guanyan said seriously: "It's not that I can't sew. The sewing depends on the conditions. It's not that sew it whatever you want."

"How can a plastic surgeon do casually sewing?" The unicorn brother was even more unhappy when he heard this.

He is used to unicorns now, at least girls like it, so he really doesn't want to change it to a horse's head or a donkey's head.

Wu was defeated by the other party's logic when he was hospitalized. After thinking for a few seconds, he said uncomfortable: "In short, whether the tattoo can be sewn well does not depend on the technique or the injury. It depends on luck. The plastic surgeon can only sew the scar smaller for you."

The unicorn brother suddenly laughed and said, "I was almost frightened by you. I think you are just an old bastard. You can't beat him anymore, but you're still blowing it. Look at Dr. Ling, how can you sew! You just don't have enough level."

After he said this, several injured brothers of Hua'er agreed and recognized Dr. Ling, and mocked Wu for being "not good enough" in hospitalization.

Wu's face turned red when he was hospitalized.

After studying for more than ten years, I was among the top 5,000 in the province in the college entrance examination. I entered the 985 Medical College and studied hard for five years. The school was responsible for the postgraduate study and worked as a tutor for four years. Finally, I broke out and joined the famous Yunhua Hospital in the province. I went out early and came back late, stayed up late to study, queued up outside the emergency department to fight for all opportunities, and then...

He was actually ridiculed by several flower-armed brothers for not having enough skills?

Wu snorted lightly at the hospital, and didn't want to stitch it, so he got up and headed towards the compartment where Dr. Ling was.

Wu was hospitalized and was still muttering in his heart: Suture is nothing more than stitching, can he still stitch a flower?

Immediately afterwards, he saw Ling Ran’s operation.

Simple and unpretentious?

It does not exist.

Looking at the movement of flying needles, laymen also know that it is not simple.

For a moment, Wu was hospitalized and wanted to sarcastically say "exaggeration".

However, looking at the patient's back, the eagle whose forehead was split open slowly recovered as before. Wu was hospitalized and could not speak this word.

Ling Ran’s every move from injecting the needle to knotting is no longer a standard, but also a careful consideration. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, the headshot behind the patient would be unblocked.

However, ordinary doctors don’t actually think so much about a tattoo.

Doctors are the ones who treat diseases and save people, not your tattoo artist. They would rather use their ingenious medical skills in the patient's skin than outside the skin.

Of course, most doctors do not master exquisite medical skills.

Most doctors have limited energy.

Except for the resident doctor.

When Wu was hospitalized, he suddenly felt the urge to cry.
To be continued...