"Doctor Wen!"

Wen Xueyi had just passed by the triage desk when he heard someone calling him.

Lin Yushan held the phone in one hand and said, "Doctor Wen, Doctor Fang asked you to prepare the operating room, and there is a patient from the orthopedic department." ”

"Surgery?"

Wen Xueyi was instantly excited, and hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll go and prepare." ”

It's been more than 20 days since he came to the emergency department, Wen Xueyi just had an operation, and he really wanted to cry aggrieved, and his teacher Yun Linchao probably couldn't have dreamed of his treatment in the emergency department of Jiangzhong Hospital.

Yun Linchao is actually well-intentioned, the operating room of the emergency department of Jiangzhong Hospital was first built, and the attempt to start surgical and orthopedic surgery is naturally the most lacking time, in Yun Linchao's opinion, Wen Xueyi stayed in Jiangzhong Hospital, how could he not be idle, not to mention the main knife, one help could not run, if Jiang Zhongyuan really left someone like Wen Xueyi idle, it would be a great waste.

Yun Linchao is right to think like this, but the timing is not right, if Wen Xueyi can come two months earlier, not to mention a help, at least it will be no problem to operate every day, when Liang Qunfeng is there, Jiang Zhongyuan is really short of people, the whole team is simply a grass platform team, to have Wen Xueyi such an expert, it is really unwantable.

However, when Wen Xueyi came, Liang Qunfeng had just left, Lin Guangcai and Li Xiaofei also went to Fengzhou Provincial Hospital, and there were only a handful of people in the emergency department who could operate.

The Department of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine of the Emergency Department of Jiangzhong Hospital is still in its infancy, and the establishment has not yet come down, and Fang Haoyang is not good at recruiting people with great fanfare, and now it can be said that it is the transition period of the Emergency Department of Jiangzhong Hospital, and Wen Xueyi happened to come to the emergency department during this transition period.

There was already a precedent for the emergency department to temporarily arrange surgery, and the head nurse quickly dispatched the nurses, and Jiang Feng was also ready to play.

When Fang Han took Li Qiubai to the operating room, Wen Xueyi and Jiang Feng had already changed their clothes and were waiting.

"Doctor Fang!"

"Doctor Fang!"

Everyone greeted Fang Han in unison.

Fang Han took Li Qiubai to change his clothes first, and then entered the operating room and began to explain the operation to several people.

"The patient fell from a ladder, multiple fractures and cracks in the thigh of his right leg, a small fragment of the hip joint was displaced, and he had previously undergone manual reduction surgery in the orthopedic department, and now he is going to do hip reduction......"

Fang Han said as he played the patient's various information through the display screen in the operating room, and began to explain in detail......

"Dr. Wen......"

After Fang Han finished speaking, he looked at Wen Xueyi: "You will be the main surgeon of this operation, no problem, right?"

Wen Xueyi was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic, and nodded hurriedly: "No problem, no problem." ”

Being a suke and being the chief surgeon are two completely different concepts, although the last operation was nominally Fang Han's chief surgeon, and the entire operation was actually completed by Wen Xueyi's chief surgeon, but the same meaning is different.

"That's good. Fang Han nodded, and he was relieved in his heart, and turned back to Li Qiubai and ordered, "Let me send the patient." ”

Hip reduction surgery and hip replacement are two surgeries, Fang Han really hasn't done it before, so he wants to ask Wen Xueyi about this operation, if Wen Xueyi can't eat, he will have to ask for foreign aid for this operation today.

Wen Xueyi didn't know the inside story, and his impression of Fang Han was much better, this doctor Fang had good medical skills, and he was still very good.

In Wen Xueyi's view, today's surgery is actually much simpler than hip replacement, which only needs to be cut and the displaced bone fragments are replaced, then internally fixed, and finally sutured, which is really a minor operation compared to joint replacement.

Wen Xueyi has seen Fang Han's level, and Fang Han's joint replacement level is above him, can't he still have this minor operation?

But Fang Han really wouldn't.

......

The operation went quite smoothly, Wen Xueyi is a student of Yun Linchao after all, and the future star of Yanjing Bone and Joint Sports Center, and his level is still very good.

Wen Xueyi is different from Fang Han, Fang Han is just starting to contact orthopedic surgery and is in contact with joint replacement, the starting point is relatively high, some minor surgeries are really not very good, for example, internal fixation Fang Han will not, he knows how to rely on manual reduction, but will not be surgical reduction.

But Wen Xueyi is different, Wen Xueyi's contact surgery starts from the most basic, and then he starts to contact joint replacement, his joint replacement surgery is not as beautiful as Fang Han's, but other minor surgeries are definitely not Fang Han's ability to catch up.

"Well, that's a good job. Fang Han praised Wen Xueyi.

Although he doesn't know how to operate, he still has eyesight, and he can still see how well Wen Xueyi is doing.

"I still have a lot to learn from Dr. Fang. Wen Xueyi said with a smile, the current Dr. Wen is quite modest, and there is no longer the original arrogance.

Wen Xueyi knew very well that he wanted to do more surgeries in Jiangzhong Hospital, and he had to rely on Fang Han, Fang Haoyang couldn't count on it, Fang Haoyang was simply the shopkeeper, and he didn't worry about the operation.

When to do the operation and who will be the main operation, that is Fang Han's final say.

Wen Xueyi is still only a resident doctor, if he wants to be competent in the main treatment, the number of operating tables is indispensable, judging from Yun Linchao's tone, his stay in Jiangzhong Hospital will not be short, it is not good to stay for half a year and a year, and for such a long time, his fate is in Fang Han's hands.

......

Wanjiang Hospital.

Mr. Qi was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes glazed.

has been tortured by illness for two years, even if Qi is always a strong woman, she can't bear it.

Mr. Qi is only 33 years old this year, but at the age of 33, she has already started from scratch, founded her own business, and has become a billionaire.

At the age of thirty, it is the age when Mr. Qi is in high spirits, and she originally planned to show her strength, expand the scale of the company, and strive to leave her name on the Forbes Rich Gang.

But who knew that the sky was not beautiful, but when the company was thriving, she fell ill, and this illness was two years.

In the past two years, Mr. Qi has been in the hospital, commanding remotely, but the company has still begun to decline, and her absence in the company and people in the company are completely different things.

And with the deterioration of his body, Mr. Qi's energy is not as good as before.

"Mr. Qi, it's time to take medicine. ”

A nurse brought a decoction, and the assistant carefully reminded her.

Mr. Qi came back to his senses slightly, and glanced at the medicine bowl in the nurse's eyes, in the past two years, she didn't know how much she had taken Western medicine and Chinese medicine, and she was on a drip every day, and her arm was full of needles, and she could hardly find a place to put the needle.

Fortunately, in recent years, major hospitals have begun to use indwelling needles, which do not need to be pricked every day, but even so, indwelling needles have to be changed every three or four days.

Mr. Qi took a deep breath, took the pill from the assistant's hand, and then drank it dry in one gulp.

The bitter decoction goes down the stomach, but it does not make people feel sick to their stomachs, but has a warm feeling......

After drinking the decoction, Mr. Qi fell asleep deeply.

After sleeping for several hours, Mr. Qi opened his eyes and looked at the time, it was already more than four o'clock in the morning.

The assistant was on the side twenty-four hours a day, and as soon as Mr. Qi opened his eyes, the assistant woke up and hurriedly said, "Mr. Qi, you won't sleep for a while?"

"Don't sleep anymore. Mr. Qi moved his body and struggled to get up, and the assistant hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Xiaojuan, I'm a little hungry, get me something to eat. Mr. Qi sat down in a comfortable position and whispered to the assistant.

"I'll get it for you. The assistant said hurriedly.

In the past two years, it is not the first time that Mr. Qi wants to eat, but every time he brings something delicious, Mr. Qi vomits after eating, and eating is a kind of torment for Mr. Qi.

Although he vomited after eating, Qi always wanted to eat, but the assistant would do his best to get it.

In less than an hour, 10,000 boiled sloppy white rice porridge was served in front of Mr. Qi.

Mr. Qi enjoyed smelling it very much, it was very fragrant and tempting, and people couldn't help but move their index fingers.

Mr. Qi picked up the spoon, gently scooped a spoonful of white porridge, blew it twice, and then gently put the white rice porridge into his mouth.

The white rice porridge melts in the mouth, and the taste is very good, Mr. Qi closed his eyes with some enjoyment and swallowed it slowly.

The assistant was carefully on the side, ready to go, once Mr. Qi vomited, she had to quickly follow and help Mr. Qi clean up.

Mr. Qi swallowed a mouthful of white rice porridge, and after a long while, he opened his eyes, and then scooped up another spoonful......

Two scoops...... Three scoops......

Unconsciously, a small bowl of white rice porridge bottomed out, but Mr. Qi didn't want to vomit.

Mr. Qi kept eating a small bowl of white rice porridge cleanly, and then handed the small bowl to the assistant, and said meaningfully: "Xiaojuan, bring me another bowl." ”

The assistant took the bowl and burst into tears, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Mr. Qi looked at the assistant strangely: "Xiaojuan, what's wrong with you?"

"Mr. Qi...... You...... You can finally eat normally......"

Xiaojuan's voice fell, and Mr. Qi was surprised to find that he had eaten a small bowl of white rice porridge and didn't vomit, and he still didn't want to vomit at this time.

"Xiaojuan...... I ......" Mr. Qi's voice also trembled a little.

"Mr. Qi, hello, you have recovered. Xiao Juan said in a trembling voice.

Mr. Qi slowly closed her eyes, and tears couldn't help but slip from the corners of her eyes, after more than two years, she finally ate a bowl of rice normally, although it was only a small bowl of white rice porridge.

"Mr. Qi, I'm ...... I'm going to serve you another bowl. The assistant held the small bowl and spoke incoherently with pleasure.

"No need. Mr. Qi said softly.

"Mr. Qi, ......" Xiaojuan was a little puzzled, how can she eat enough with a small bowl of white rice porridge?

"I just took two doses of medicine from Dr. Fang, although I just ate a small bowl of white rice porridge, I also have to know how to control it, in case I eat too much, it will be counterproductive. ”

"Well, Mr. Qi, what you said makes sense. Xiao Juan nodded again and again: "Doctor Fang is amazing, you have only taken two doses of medicine, and you can actually eat." ”

"Yes, although Dr. Fang is young, his medical skills are really good, no wonder Chen Qingfeng of Marriott Group was pulled back from the Ghost Gate by him. ”

Mr. Qi's voice was soft, but his mood was very excited.

"Fang Han?"

Mr. Qi's mind couldn't help but think of Fang Han's figure, handsome face, faint smile, giving people a kind of warmth, giving people a kind of comfort, giving people a kind of trust, giving people a kind of ......