The tired Director Wang was sent back to the office, and Ling Ran was not in a hurry to return to the operating room.

Although the two patients with broken finger replantation today were selected by Director Wang Haiyang, they are still patients in the emergency department and they are also admitted to the emergency department ward, which means that they also have to occupy two beds.

And beds are the most scarce resource in the emergency department at present.

Fortunately, there is an independent building in the emergency department, and there is still room for expansion. After the new observation room is renovated, nearly 30 new beds can be added, namely seven to eight wards. In addition, part of the previous warehouse space can also be freed up to renovate the rehabilitation room, etc.

Not to mention the extra bed, there are about 90 beds, any Grade A hospital outside Zhengzhou is a high-end scale.

Considering that all the supporting facilities were not complete and the hospital beds were relatively crowded, Ling Ran was not in a hurry to have surgery and went to the observation room to check in.

Although there has not been a major operation for several days, most of the patients in the observation room are ruthless.

The bed turnover rate of hand surgery has always been a big trouble. Some Class B hospitals like to carry out orthopedic and hand surgery operations, and they also look at the benefits brought by patients' long-term hospitalization. However, for Grade A hospitals, low turnover rate is simply a stubborn disease. The growing number of surgeries has created a huge contradiction with the number of scarce beds.

Yunhua's hand surgery department has developed to this day, and has also suffered great troubles due to the number of beds. Otherwise, if the number of beds is unlimited, there will be nothing in Class B hospitals at all, and everyone's technology will not be on the same platform.

As for the current medical situation in China, if a medical student cannot join a large and medium-sized hospital after graduation, the probability of making a name for himself in the path of medicine is extremely low.

The amount of surgery in a Class B hospital may not be as high as that in a Grade A hospital, and the difficulty is far worse. It is like two students, one student only does one exercise book every year, which is the simplest type, and the other student does one exercise book a week, which is still difficult. Ten years later, everyone will take the exam together and what is the winning way for students who do one exercise book a year? Of course, it is luck.

Patients with slightly worse symptoms also know that they are heading to the big hospital.

Ling Ran has a large number of cases, and Yunhua Hospital’s platform is also indispensable.

As he turned around, Ling Ran met Boss Shao.

Boss Shao, who had just had an open abdominal surgery, was leaning against the wall and getting a book on Dream of the Red Chamber, reading it with relish.

"Don't your stomach hurt?" Ling Ran sat next to Boss Shao's bed.

"Doctor Ling, oh, I didn't even thank you. Son, pour a cup of tea for Dr. Ling. Your father died of no heavy bleeding. It all depends on Dr. Ling." Boss Shao said, and then said, "The stomachache is mild, and the doctor did not prescribe painkillers for me, I know I can bear it."

Ling Ran pulled the corner of his mouth.

It is naturally possible to endure it, but the pain is certain.

"Doctor Ling, please have tea." The boy made tea with his own cup diligently, brought it to Ling Ran, and then said softly: "Thank you, Dr. Ling."

"You're welcome." Ling Ran took a sip of tea and found that the brew was quite good.

Boss Shao's son went to do his homework. He was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and his homework was placed on a marching bed with a marching quilt under his butt, like a soldier ready to attend at any time.

"The mother wants to see the store, and ask my son to come and help for two days. He will go back when I leave." Boss Shao said and smiled: "Don't look at him as young as he is very familiar with the hospital."

Ling Ran kept smiling and said, "I'll give you a physical examination?"

His physical examination is specialized, not very strong, but it is enough.

Boss Shao naturally would not object. He arranged a physical examination every three months and would never take his body lightly.

Ling Ran examined Boss Shao from head to toe and said: "There is basically no problem. There is a slight noise in the heart. It may be that the mitral valve is not very good, the liver and kidneys are not very good. It is probably the same as before. There is inflammation in the stomach. It may be affected by the open abdominal cavity. The gallbladder is not very good, but it doesn't need to be treated for the time being, the lungs are the same, so do you have to pay attention..."

Boss Shao smiled and said, "It's fine. Alas, the injury has healed this time. I'm going to buy a cotton vest and carry it on my back when I go out, so I won't be afraid of falling."

"What kind of child carries?"

Boss Shao's face turned slightly red: "I think the children in the yard carry a good carrying, so they won't get hurt if they fall."

"What's the hot weather?"

“I usually stay in air-conditioned rooms.”

"You run a barbecue restaurant, how do you barbecue in a cotton vest?"

"Then you have to be careful when grilling, don't fall." Boss Shao said seriously, and suddenly said: "By the way, I have someone sent me the tripe here, Dr. Ling can try it."

Needless to say, his son Shao Quji, who was pricking his ears, brought a pot of beef tripe.

A full pot of beef tripe was so full that Ling Ran, who had not had supper, was sipping wildly.

"Doctor Ling, don't be polite. My son doesn't like to eat beef tripe now. We can't eat much of the newly sent beef tripe." Boss Shao said that the other three patients who were in the same room were all trauma to the abdomen and were not yet able to eat.

Ling Ran thought for a while, took out his cell phone and said, "Then I will call Lu Wenbin and ask him to send some pig's trotters."

Li Shang Lian is one of the few social techniques that Ling Ran mastered, but Boss Shao Quji, the son of Boss Shao, was lit up when he heard it.

...

Director Wang Haiyang collapsed and returned home, but couldn't wait to turn on his phone and pass on his surgery clips of today to the WeChat group of the hand surgery department.

Most of Yun Medical's operating rooms have audio and video functions. The recording of microsurgery is simpler, and it can basically achieve the vision of the main surgery and the video.

Such surgical videos are naturally of great teaching value. Although Director Wang Haiyang's main purpose is to show off, in name, it is still for teaching.

The little doctor in the WeChat group immediately asked obediently: "Is it the surgery Director Wang did today?"

"Yes." Director Wang used his thick fingers to write and draw on his mobile phone. He was not very good at using pinyin, and he used handwriting input method to chat.

"I heard that the broken finger replantation is done very quickly today. Is this a game?"

"right."

"Handsome!" Behind the little doctor's exclaim was a row of expressions and pictures.

Director Wang Haiyang smiled proudly and said in his voice: "You can take a look. On average, each finger takes less than an hour and a half. I did it very smoothly today, and the effect should be good."

"Old Wang's old tree is blooming!" Director Jinxi smiled.

Director Wang Haiyang quickly followed with a laughing expression and said, "I am in good condition today, I will do five fingers in one breath."

The surgery for replantation of the finger is very hard, meticulous and highly technical.

In European and American countries, the price of three fingers with broken fingers is around 300,000 US dollars, of which the cost of surgery accounts for the majority. Most families without corresponding insurance will choose to stop it.

There are many hospitals in China that can perform finger replantation, and many hospitals are still very low in their level. On the one hand, this is an advantage brought by a single procedure, and on the other hand, it is also because the requirements for finger replantation in China are low.

Yun Medical's requirements for hand surgery are relatively high. Director Wang Haiyang naturally has to be proud of it.

"Vascular anastomosis is so fast."

"The epineural membrane is sutured, it's so neat."

"Director Wang is really fast."

The doctors all expressed their opinions after watching the video. Wang Haiyang was in a good mood and kept writing.

"Lao Wang, who did you use as an assistant today? It's good at it." Director Jinxi asked this question after everyone praised it.

He is the chief director of hand surgery, so he naturally needs to know the talents under his command.

Although the doctor who helped Wang Haiyang only showed his hands, the operation method was obviously not the main treatment that Director Jinxi knew, and it was even less likely to be his familiar deputy director and chief physician. Naturally, he couldn't help but be curious.

Other doctors are actually very curious about this issue.

Someone also said, "The technique is very proficient, it should have been done with broken finger replanting. Is it Hu's treatment? @Hu Wanshan."

"It must have been done many times."

"I really want to see the stitching technique."

"This level is very good. When you look at it for 12 minutes, the tendon stitched quickly."

"Did Director Wang go to make a flying knife? @Wang Haiyang?" Director Pan Hua asked boldly.

Wang Haiyang didn't have time to write on his mobile phone, so he directly sent a voice message: "Ichisuke is Ling Ran."

"It doesn't look like the style of our hospital. Don't say, this operation is very detailed. Look at the vascular suture..."

In the chat group of the hand surgery department, Director Pan Hua and Pan happened to send another message, but after him, no new news appeared for a long time.

"Pan Hua" withdrew a message.
Chapter completed!