Chapter 8： Sacred hand (1/2)

”What kind of patient?” Ling Ran quickly followed the footsteps of Nurse Wang, first asking.

It is impossible to say without tension.

虽然 Although he got the ”master-level suture” through the spree, the patient in the emergency room may need more than just suture.

Ling Ran wanted the opportunity to practice and complete the task, and did not dare to make fun of the patient's body.

”After the fall, I was pierced by a tree branch.” Nurse Wang, who is actually younger than Ling Ran, used to say coldly. The moment she turned back, her face turned red, and her tone became softer and softer. Oh ~ ”

Ling Ran has been handsome since he was a child, and now he smiles habitually.

Nurse Xiao's face turned redder, and she quickly turned back and said, ”My name is Wang Jia, Jia Jia.”

”Good name.” Ling Ran responded in a timely manner.

The little nurse 开心 immediately became happy, only to feel that the busy work has become easier, and she could not help but linger in a few words, just to have a chance to talk.

In the treatment room, Wang Jia opened the curtain labeled ”Three”, and saw a middle-aged woman in her forties and forties lying on the light blue operating bed with her hand stretched to the side and a doctor facing away. Holding yourself, lower your head and gently remove the gauze with tweezers.

Ling Ran was a little relaxed and relieved with regret.

”Dr. Zhou, I've sent you.” Wang Jiaqing said crisply.

”Thank you very much.” Dr. Zhou paused under his hands, looked back at Ling Ran, and found a doctor he hadn't seen before. He froze, but didn't speak.

Jin Yunhua Hospital is the largest general hospital in the province. Not to mention that there are thousands of people in this hospital. More doctors come to train, inspect, train and practice each year, and it is normal to not know them.

At this time, a patient was approaching, and Dr. Zhou was even harder to make an inquiry. He only said, ”Help me to debride. 0.9 sodium chloride is complexed with iodine. Did the anesthetic come?

”Two percent of lidocaine.” While talking, Wang Jia started to inhale the local anesthetic medicine into a needle and gave it to him.

Dr. Zhou Zhou received it, glanced at it, and poked at the edge of the patient's wound.

Ling Ran observed carefully, as if earnestly fixing Transformers.

Don't look at it is a narcotic action, laymen do not understand, it is not easy to hit the right position.

The same dose can not achieve the effect, and you can secretly take another shot, but if it hurts the nerves or the like, it is very disturbing.

When teaching in a school, it is more about theory than practice. When it comes to local anesthesia, it's a short walk, let me talk about a few typical examples.

However, when patients are injured, they will not follow the textbooks. The internship of medical students is used to supplement this.

”Rinse.” Dr. Zhou dropped the needle and ordered it.

Ling Ran immediately picked up Wang Jia's prepared solution pot and poured it towards the wound.

”Large.” Dr. Zhou spoke while tweezing the wound with tweezers.

His movements are simple and gentle. He removes foreign objects from the patient's wound, then picks them up, and cuts off the skin on the edge of the wound.

浅 For superficial wounds, doing this step will complete more than half of the minor operations.

Dr. Wu Zhou is more founder and slightly ugly, so he is a careful and nice person. He smiled and said to the patient: ”You have a lot of things on your wound. Let's wash it two more times before suturing. Don't worry.”

”Don't worry, don't worry.” The patient after the local anesthesia did not hurt, and the frowning eyebrows also loosened, and said: I fell into the mud, and there are pine needles in the ground. ”