Chapter 92： Where do you want to live (1/2)
For a few days, Pan Hua rushed to different hospitals.
Tong Qingying University Hospital is quite famous, especially in East and Southeast Asia. It can basically be regarded as a top hospital. Hashimoto Shiro, as the second-largest orthopedist at Keio University Hospital, often handles patients from places such as Shin Matei, China and Vietnam.
For the orthopedic patients who have money and rights in Changxi Province, since they have encountered Shiro Hashimoto, they will naturally ask him to take a look.
Hashimoto Hiroshi also did a good job. With no psychological burden, he prescribed a few prescriptions and started to perform a hip replacement operation, which received unanimous praise.
Pan Hua followed Hashimoto as a helper, which was familiar, and was recognized by many leaders of the health system.
After a full three-day trip, Pan Hua went to Yunhua Hospital again, feeling happy.
He admits that Ling Ran has better talents in tang stitching and the current technology is better. However, being a doctor is not just a surgery. It is also important to communicate with other parties. It is very important. Furthermore, Ling Ran only understands tang suture, which is a powerful specialist at best.
Pan Hua sat in his familiar seat, looking around and looking forward, very miss.
Hand surgery is the dominant department of Yunhua Hospital. Unlike the emergency department, all doctors are housed in a large open office. Any director or chief physician can have his own small office. Although the deputy director does not have a separate small room, There are also half-height green plants to separate the locations, which are both spacious and private.
The most important thing is that each deputy director is surrounded by subordinate doctors of the same treatment group, which is convenient for management and easy to tolerate. It is very humane. When some chief physicians are okay, they like to come and enjoy it.
Pan Hua spent so long in Benzi's hospital. Every day I held Hashimoto Shiro's stinky feet. Occasionally, I had the opportunity to support the professor's stinky feet. He was also physically and mentally exhausted and needed mental energy.
He leaned back on the chair with his whole body relaxed, and as soon as he pushed his feet, the computer chair marked the green planting area. The doctors at the lower levels immediately raised their ears.
”It's still comfortable in the country. When you see something, you don't have to think about how to say it in Japanese, and you don't need to say hello.” Pan Hua pillowed the chair around his neck and looked at the ceiling to start the conversation.
”The Japanese are too fake 惺惺.”
”That is to say, and the doctor has to bow to the patient, but after entering the operating room, it is not the case.” Pan Hua froze and groaned casually.
”Is the Japanese **** in the operating room?” The deputy director next door asked.
”The operating room they have is monitored, and if the special needs patients have the right, the family can still see the operation.”
”Is it possible to mess up in the operating room without monitoring?” The deputy director smiled hesitantly.
Pan Hua finally came to his senses, hey, and a contented sigh: ”It's still good at home. If you go to study abroad, your sense of humor will be polished.”
A few lower-level doctors who didn't talk to each other, quickly laughed in cooperation.
Pan Hua stretched himself again, teasing himself: ”I don't know how many patients the emergency department has robbed me of this trip.”
”Wait for you, they won't be able to grab it.” A doctor chuckled.
”En” Pan Hua for a few seconds and asked: ”How many flexor tendon sutures have he done in the past few days? I mean Ling Ran.”
No one wants to touch the mold. The junior doctors all around are silent.
”Little iron, you say.” Pan Hua directly named.
”Let's take those 24 examples.” Xiao Tie was the attending doctor brought by Pan Hua, touching his head, and was helpless to answer.
”唔” Pan Hua pressed his inner surprise, put his hand in his pocket, and clenched his fist tightly.
On average, 6 flexor tendon sutures were performed daily. To be honest, Pan Hua had never thought of it before.
Even if 6 cases of flexor tendon sutures are single-finger sutures, 6 cases a day can bring the surgeon down, let alone four consecutive days.
I say nothing else, I always wear a microscope, and I will feel dizzy when I wear it for a day. My eyes can bear it, and my ears and head have to resist.
However, Pan Hua had watched Ling Ran's surgery video and knew that he had had four cases a day and five cases a day before, and it was not unthinkable to add another case.
No, it's still hard to imagine.
潘 In the concept of Pan Hua, the chief surgeon sutured three flexor tendons a day, even though he was diligent, four cases could only be said to be marginal, and five cases were the limits. Even if the surgeon is going to do it, the hospital usually does not arrange so many operations.
In fact, the surgeon will not ask to do five cases a day. The surgeon who can suture the flexor tendon will be at least 40 years old, and he will be dead if he stands for more than ten hours.
Pan Hua's thinking paused suddenly.
”Ling Ran is 22 years old?” Pan Huayi asked.
”Yes.” Xiao Tie looked at both sides, and no one answered, and he could only grumble a bit.
确实 He did feel wronged, what he answered was the information that everyone knew, and on what basis he had to bear Pan Hua's storm.
Pan Hua's inner taste is mixed.
A 40-year-old middle-aged person has the deepest feelings for his body.
I want to say standing surgery. 20 years ago, Pan Hua was able to stand ten hours a day. Unfortunately, at that time, he only had physical strength and no skills. He stood for ten hours a day, that is, pulling a hook, sucking one or two, and occasionally knotting and sewing a skin, and he was as if he had eaten three pounds of crayfish for nothing. .
The so-called soothing knots and rewarding sutures run through Pan Hua's first five years.
”Go, see Ling Ran's surgery.” Pan Hua stood up, put on a white coat and left.
Xiao Xie stunned, and hurried to follow, and said, ”Director Pan, just go like this.”
”Don't go to the ward, go to the operating room to see if it's okay?” Pan Hua kept walking.
In fact, doctors often run around in different operating rooms, especially extroverted doctors. When the operation is boring, the rest room ca n’t be done at all. It ’s like walking through the door. .
The top three hospitals in the ordinary level all adopt the operation floor model. The operating room is concentrated on one floor for easy management. The larger hospitals are actually the same. Which department has the capacity to expand to the extent that it can use one floor. Then they will get the operating room on the first floor.
China is quite willing to invest in infrastructure.
However, whether it is a large hospital or a small hospital, the flow in the operating room is very frequent, whether the doctor is bored, whether it is to learn a certain operation, or to understand the situation of other departments, it is difficult for the hospital to prohibit this behavior. .
Pan Hua arrived in the operating room of the emergency department, asked to change his clothes, and broke in.
The operating room had to call Huo Congjun in a hurry and keep up with Pan Hua silently.
Ling Ran was doing so hot in the operating room.
Pan Hua's arrival urged Ling Ran virtually.
On this map of Yunyun Hua, there are so many patients with flexor tendon injuries that can be brushed out every day. He can now enjoy it alone, which does not mean that he can always enjoy it alone.