Wuxin City First Hospital.

The setting of the surgical layer is not much different from that of Yunhua Hospital. The only difference is that the area of ​​the surgical layer is smaller, the grade of the operating room is lower, the equipment in the operating room is weaker, the experience in the surgical department is less, the education in the anesthesia department is shorter, the control of the hospital infection is worse, and the commonly used equipment is older...

If you don’t look at these, the operating rooms of the two hospitals seem to be no different.

Dr. Qu saw the patient enter, confirmed his identity and checked his body again, took out a stack of documents, and smiled at the unfamiliar nurse of Wuxin First Hospital, saying, "Nurse Li, please give it to Dr. Ling as well, I posted stickers on the film, and the order and bed number were written on it."

Dr. Qu has a gentle attitude and shows a gentle smile that he only has when facing his boss.

The medical staff of Wuxin First Hospital still maintain a certain degree of respect for the doctors from the Bone and Joint and Sports Medicine Center in Shanghai. In particular, Dr. Qu installed the films in a classified manner and labeled them, making them neatly, which made them even more affectionate.

The nurse in the operating room immediately agreed and smiled and said, "Then I'll take it over, what's there to say?"

"Just ask Dr. Ling for guidance." Dr. Qu is also a middle-aged man. Even more ashamed words are. Although he can say them, he feels that it is not necessary to say them from a distance.

Nurse Li smiled and agreed, and went out with a pack of movies.

"I'll go wash my hands." Dr. Qu breathed a sigh of relief, and then reminded him and prepared to go out.

"Then I'll give it anesthesia first?" the anesthesiologist asked.

Dr. Qu paused for a moment, thought to himself, "Let me come back."

"Okay." The anesthesiologist saw Dr. Qu stepping on the door and going out, and then muttered: "Just be in a hurry."

Ordinary flying knives come and go, and the moment they want to enter, the patient is already numb as if he is Wu Dalang who has taken medicine, his blood pressure is flat, his equipment is bright, he looks like Pan Jinlian lying on the bed, and his equipment is bright, he looks like he is stripped naked.

However, this is the general situation. Dr. Qu did not hurry up and did it, and it didn't matter to the anesthesiologist.

"I'll take a moment." The anesthesiologist said to the nurse beside him, and he raised his feet and lay on his back. He looked like the brother of a big tiger with white eyes and white forehead in the 18-liter slope of Silidong and Liuwa on the back mountain of Jingyanggang.

The patient was lying on the cold operating bed. He had just confirmed the name of the bracelet by the nurse on the tour. He had prepared his body and mind, but at this moment he felt a little neglected for no reason.

"What should I do now?" The patient looked up at the doctor assistant who was still moving next to him.

Today's doctor's assistant is the orthopedic attendant of Wuxin First Hospital. He saw a little bit about Dr. Qu's intention, so he led a small stool with his feet, sat at the patient's feet, and said calmly: "Wait until the doctor comes back. Don't move around, so as not to dissipate the laid scarf."

"It's a little cold." The patient moved twice.

"I'll say it again." Orthopedics' main voice said in a plain voice: "Don't move around, others won't see your eggs."

The patient thought about his words, and the rustling sound disappeared.

The operating room is as quiet as a classroom, and even the configuration is exactly the same. There is a first-tier college entrance examination line, a second-tier college entrance examination line, a junior college entrance examination line, and a sick person.

After a while, Dr. Qu returned to the operating room.

"Call the anesthesia." Dr. Qu tied his hands and began to wear surgical gowns and gloves.

The assistant woke up the anesthesiologist who was sleeping and began to help the patient with numbness.

The patient curled up, with his back facing the anesthesiologist, his thighs against his belly, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.

The anesthesiologist has seen so many times that he is too lazy to comfort him. He still uses the intimidation tactic: "Don't move around. If I get the wrong injection and it's the nerves, you will have to live in a wheelchair in this life..."

The patient was shaking even harder.

"Relax, it's okay, now I'm disinfecting your back." The nurse came over and said softly.

The patient's trembling became lighter indeed.

Dr. Qu was both pitiful and angry, and thought to himself: You just thought too much, so if you are afraid, you will collect more information.

The thoughts just flashed, and Dr. Qu's expression did not change at all.

He will not leave his life to other stupid guys to decide.

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The nurse walked into the operating room, followed by two orthopedic doctors, but two orthopedic deputy directors of the First Hospital of Wuxin City.

"Nurse Li is back. Is there any news from Dr. Ling?" Dr. Qu asked immediately, without any obscurity because of the two deputy directors of orthopedics in front of him.

He will not come again in Wuxin City, and perhaps even Changxi Province will not come again. It is his only goal to do what he does today beautifully.

Nurse Li nodded and said, "Doctor Ling said it was an ordinary Achilles tendon continuity interruption."

"It's more ordinary. Dr. Qu asked: "What's the matter?"

"No more said."

"If you think about it again, you can say anything."

Nurse Li shook his head slowly: "Doctor Ling is also undergoing surgery, so he doesn't bother to pay attention to me."

"Then please let Nurse Li go for another trip, and the patient is going to have an anesthesia area. The surgery area is ready to open the surgery. By touching the wound, preparing to make an incision of 10 cm after the Achilles tendon. I saw that Dr. Ling often uses large incisions. If it is not enough, I will be planning to lengthen again. Or, just stretch now?"

Nurse Li didn't move.

If this were in his own operating room, Dr. Qu would have been scolded at that time.

He is not a resident who is bullied. What does it mean to not leave with such a clear order?

However, this is not his surgery.

Dr. Qu could only smile kindly and said, "Nurse Li, please come here again."

"If you don't call, you run around and you're sending the wrong words, what if you do?" Nurse Li was too lazy to go out.

"The message is passed by people, and it is more sincere." Dr. Qu's tone was a little bit stronger, and his eyes became sharper, like a gentle stray dog, beginning to feel hungry.

Nurse Li didn't care and said lazily: "Frequent opening and closing doors affect postoperative care. Even if you don't care, Dr. Ling will not allow it."

This reason, after adding "Doctor Ling", suddenly became stronger.

When Dr. Qu knew how serious Ling Ran was in the operation, he couldn't help but think more deeply, for fear that the flattery would hit the horse's legs.

"Okay, call me." Dr. Qu accepted it.

Nurse Li flipped his eyelids, took out his cell phone to dial, and said, "Doctor Qu here, please call Dr. Ling."

After a while, Ling Ran's calm voice came with a burst of light music:

"Hello?"

The penetrating baritone made the patients lying on the hospital bed get goose bumps all over their bodies - it sounds so nice.

"Doctor Ling, I am Lao Qu." Doctor Qu's remaining integrity could not speak out "Xiao Qu" when the two operating rooms were connected. He praised himself, lamenting the hypocrisy of the world again, and repeated the words he said to Nurse Li just now to Ling Ran.

"You are the surgeon, is it necessary to ask me?" Ling Ran frowned in the operating room on the other end.

"After all, I need to use Zhu Ling Achilles tendon repair surgery. I also hope to have a chance to learn more from you." Dr. Qu hurriedly followed up and said good things.

Ling Ran pondered for two seconds and said, "It's okay to have 10 cm."

"Okay, please don't hang up." Dr. Qu lowered his head, asked for a scalpel, began to scratch, and said in his mouth: "I'm peeling off the subcutaneous tissue now..."

"Don't strip too much." Ling Ran took the initiative to say. In his opinion, if the phone is on, it will naturally increase the success rate, and it will be fine to increase the success rate.

Dr. Qu quickly agreed, with a trace of ease on his face and kept talking:

"I'm ready to flip the tendon sheath."

"The hematoma is quite serious, I'm starting to clear it now."

"I received it, try to ensure blood supply. I'm suturing small blood vessels... It's really hard..."

The patient with half anesthesia and half awake opened his eyes wide. Listening to Dr. Qu's flattering voice, he seemed to be still undergoing surgery according to Ling Ran's guidance, and suddenly became a little dazed.
Chapter completed!