Path of Medicine With a System

Zhang Fan and the others had already turned their heads and prepared to remove the things on the operating table and send the wounded to the IU. As a result, there was a "ding dong" and everyone looked towards the ground.

Fortunately, the bedpans in the operating room are all made of metal. If they were made of plastic today, Zhang Fan would probably suffer. "Haha, haha! It's coming out, it's coming out, look, the shrapnel is coming out." Old Wang picked it up desperately.

Because of intestinal digestive juices and soapy water, after Lao Wang picked up the shrapnel, the thing was still sticky, and there were long strands of water, like the saliva of a confinement baby.

Happy, excited, it's not too much to say, if it wasn't for the fact that he was still in the operating room and the wounded hadn't been sent to IU, Zhang Fan would definitely do somersaults with this shrapnel wrapped in mucus.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as the shrapnel does not come out today, there will be very troublesome things waiting for him in the future, and a medical expert team will first evaluate it. Assess the situation, assess the injury.

At that time, Zhang Fan considered that the intestinal injury was too serious to be incised and taken out, but the expert group considered whether the incision would be fatal. Grind you, three layers inside and three layers outside.

Zhang Fan took the shrapnel from Lao Wang's hand, his hands trembling a little. "Take a photo as a souvenir." Lao Wang didn't say much, and patted Zhang Fan's arm with his big wet hand. He didn't talk much, and he didn't talk too much, but the meaning was very obvious. No amount of caution could be overstated in practicing medicine.

The operation on Zhang Fan's side was completed, and the operation on the other side was almost over. The policeman's arm was not saved, so he had to install a prosthetic in the future. The director outside the chest blinked sore eyes and came out of the operating room.

After seeing that the operation on the opposite side was also over, he said to Zhang Fan who had just left the house: "Mom, I don't want to do it again in this life with tweezers. Everything I see is black spots. It's a pity that his The arm was not kept."

"Our intestines are also rotten into a pile of sackcloth!" Zhang Fan smiled wryly at the director outside his chest. The person was saved, but the damage was too great, and it was too difficult for people to accept.

After receiving the family members of the wounded outside the corridor, Ouyang heard the head nurse in the operating room say that the operation was over, and she hurried into the operating room, "How is it?" Looking at the director and Zhang Fan outside the corridor, Ouyang was no longer very nervous , because she knew that the life of the wounded was saved.

"I didn't keep my arm! The wound was too damaged, I tried my best!" The director was not very emotional.

"Our intestines are seriously damaged. It may take a few months for the wounded to recover." After the director of the Heart and Heart Department finished speaking, Zhang Fan continued to say something to Ouyang.

"Okay, hurry up and go to rest. There is already a box lunch ready in the duty room. Go eat a few bites and get some sleep. The sun will still rise tomorrow. As long as you try your best, you won't regret it.

At that time, according to the situation of the wounded, I had already prepared for the worst. Unexpectedly, I really did not expect that both of them were saved. You are my pride. Don’t have any burdens. You have done your best. Go and rest. "

Ouyang spoke emotionally to a group of doctors who came out of the operating room. These people are either the middle management of the hospital or the backbone of the department. Ouyang seldom has harmony with them, and the old lady is also excited today.

In the aisle, the family members of the soldiers have not yet arrived, and the family members of the police have long been waiting in the hall outside the operating room. The leaders of the police station office and several female police officers accompanied the family members of the wounded, comforting the family members. Always pale in front of you.

"Mom, dad will be fine, right?" The child in junior high school is already sensible. Such a big battle made her very worried, maybe she would lose her dad forever.

Lost her father who always had a dark face and never attended her parent meeting. Although she did not attend her parent meeting, the naughty boys in the school never bullied her because she had a majestic policeman father.

"The operation is over, the operation is over, it was very successful, and now I have gone to iu.

"A policeman who seemed to be in charge hurried over with a smile on his face.

The woman took the child and ran towards IU. "This way, this way, I ran in the wrong direction! Don't worry, I'm fine. After a few days of rest, I'm still a strong man!"

Before finishing speaking, Ouyang accompanied the director of cardiothoracic surgery and opened the door of the operating room. He held a bloodless arm in both hands and lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, although the person was saved, but because of the explosion of the bullet, the arm was not saved."

"Ah!" The little girl screamed, and a policewoman hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands, tears were already falling on the policewoman's face, "It's okay, kid, don't look, don't you Look!"

"Oh my God!" The child's mother passed out immediately, and the two female policemen beside her hurriedly supported the fainted woman.

"I'm sorry!" The director of the cardiothoracic surgery department was tangled up, really tangled up. The little excitement after saving the policeman had long been wiped out.

"Needless to say I'm sorry, we should thank you. Thank you! An arm can change your life, it's worth it, thank you!" After the policeman in charge finished speaking, he saluted Ouyang and the director of the cardiothoracic surgery department.

The huge alternation of joys and sorrows made the woman who was still trying to persevere completely unable to persevere. An arm, which is not a leek, cut it off if it is said to be cut off!

The woman who woke up cried silently, "I have to go and see him, don't look at him as strong as a steel plate, in fact he is very fragile, at this time, he must need comfort very much, he needs me, he needs me to go comfort him."

Tears raged like a torrential rain. "Mom, dad, he..."

"Stop crying, our mothers can't cry anymore, your father has suffered so much and so much, at this time, our mothers must not let him be distracted anymore. Come and wipe away the tears, we have to smile and see Look at him! Be obedient and stop crying."

She said to stop crying, but her tears couldn't be wiped clean, "Stop crying! Really, I can't cry anymore, he is still waiting for me!"

In a word, the surrounding policemen felt as if they were their own. A group of guys who were originally tough-faced were crying more and more fiercely. The strong woman wiped away her tears.

The peach-like red and swollen eyes really didn't have a tear, "Thank you, really, let the child bow to you, thank you, our mother and I will go and see him."

In the long passage, the woman walked with the child very firmly, and her heart was empty.

"It's nothing to lose an arm, as long as the person is alive. Without an arm, he no longer has to hold a gun, and he can spend more time with our mother.

My poor man! "

The experts from Bird City and the Army General Hospital hurried to Cha Su City Hospital. In the past, Ouyang would definitely entertain them very warmly.

But today, the old lady is not happy. I mobilized all the doctors and experts and tried my best, and my doctors tried their best, but you still don't trust us.

Ouyang is also a kind of dog face if he is unreasonable or unsympathetic, and he will turn it over when he says it.

After receiving the photos at that time from the director of the medical department, as well as the medical records before and during the operation, there was a "bang" and they were still on the table in the conference room.

"Look, this is the situation at that time, and the situation during the operation. Both wounded are in IU." The cold voice seemed to contain ice and snow.

"What's your attitude! Is this the behavior of the director of the hospital?" A local officer accompanying him couldn't stand it, and began to accuse Ouyang.

"That's my attitude. If you can't see it, you can dismiss my dean. My doctor did his best to rescue him. It's fine if he doesn't get commended. Now he's still looking for trouble. What's your attitude and what are you doing? work, ah!"

"It's okay, it's okay. We didn't come here to ask for trouble, Dean Ouyang, don't be angry. In fact, we also know that doctors in primary hospitals are not easy. The purpose of our visit is to help the business, not to find trouble." Bird Market A specialist from the hospital came out to ease the atmosphere.

Ouyang had sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and he couldn't speak directly. He didn't expect that Ouyang was such a rascal.

"Which doctor did the soldier's operation?" The doctors in the general hospital and the local doctors are not in the same system. They don't care if you are angry or not. Looking at the operation records and the photos of the wounded before the operation, the doctor in the general hospital frowned and asked.

Ouyang is not a doctor in general surgery. Seeing this posture, she felt a little nervous, but she still had confidence in Zhang Fan. "What's the matter, just tell me now, this operation was ordered by me, regardless of the doctor's business."

"Hehe, I've seen someone who protects the calf, but I've never seen such a protective one. The doctors in the city hospital should be lucky to have such a dean as you. However, you can't solve this problem." The experts from the general hospital smiled wryly and watched Ouyang said a word.

Regarding the experts from the General Hospital of different systems, Ouyang still didn't have a good face, "What can I not solve? As long as it is a hospital matter, I can't solve it, and there are superior leaders."

She thought it over, and if she couldn't do it, she would go to the government to argue, and she must not let these people pick out the doctor. She has experienced too much, and she knows that the doctors under her are still a little capable in the face of diseases, but in the face of these Few things can be seen clearly.

"Hehe, ballistics, tell me, can you solve this matter or your superior can solve it. I have read the operation records.

The surgeon's thinking was very clear, and he went directly to the shrapnel. Moreover, during the operation, he was bold and careful, and dealt with these injuries very methodically, with very sophisticated techniques.

I am very puzzled. You are a local grass-roots hospital, and your performance in this kind of battlefield operation is no worse than that of our military hospital. I have to see this doctor.

How about it, can the dean accommodate me? And I want to talk to him about this ballistic thing, okay? "

"Eh!" Ouyang was embarrassed, but she changed in a blink of an eye after going through the storm, "Hey, you are an expert in surgery, and you are an authority in this kind of surgery. We still have to humbly ask for advice in lower-level hospitals, proud and complacent." No way. Quickly, go and call Zhang Fan."

As he spoke, Ouyang's face didn't change at all, and he winked at the director of the medical office.

"Hehe!" Several experts shook their heads with wry smiles. Ouyang didn't care about their thoughts or attitudes. Her footsteps were not here, so whether she laughed or cried, she didn't take it seriously.

On the way here, the director of the medical department explained to Zhang Fan: "Don't just listen to what they say, you have to think about it yourself, what to say, what not to say, you must think clearly.

Don’t be afraid if the dean is here, say what you are sure about, and don’t say anything if you are not sure, do you understand? "

Zhang Fan was confused, "What is sure and what is not sure."

"Hey, I really want to pry open your head to see what time it is. If it's in the textbook, just say it, and if it's not in the textbook, don't say it. Do you understand? My young master!" The director of the medical department hated Iron is not steel!

"Uh, well, Director, how can I be the young master." Zhang Fan really didn't understand.

"Hi, you are my young master!"

"Dean!" Entering the office, Zhang Fan looked at everyone, and he greeted Ouyang.

"Have you eaten yet? Sit down quickly. This is an expert from the General Academy, an expert on ballistics. You should be open-minded and ask others for advice. Don't present some immature ideas to the world. Do you understand?"

Is there no trust between people? Ouyang is too cautious.

"Are you sure it was you who performed the operation?" The experts from the General Hospital saw Zhang Fan, and they didn't care about anything else, but Zhang Fan's age surprised him, "How old is he? Have you graduated from graduate school?"

"Yes!" The director of the medical office on the road confessed, and after entering the office, Ouyang made a suggestion, even though Zhang Fan didn't know what was going on.

However, he knew that Ouyang would not harm him. So, he made up his mind, asked what to say, and he didn't want to be troublesome.

"Oh! Which military medical university did you graduate from? Who was your supervisor? Why didn't you go to a military hospital and went to a local hospital? Are you a national defense student or Wei Peisheng?"

No wonder the experts from the General Hospital were not surprised. His so-called ballistics is not the conventional so-called ballistics, but the traumatic ballistics after bullets and other weapons enter the human body.

Ordinary medical schools only briefly mentioned this war surgery, and did not offer this course at all.

Although this subject is not very famous, it is war trauma surgery. Ordinary doctors, no matter at home or abroad, as long as they are not military doctors, they are actually not very good at it.

Doctors who really understand these treatments are almost all students of military medical schools, and at least graduates. So it is not without reason that the experts from the general hospital are strange.

"I graduated from Lanzhou Medical University as an undergraduate, without a supervisor." Zhang Fan thought for a while, but still didn't pull out Mr. Lu to raise the banner.

"Ah! Have you dealt with this kind of trauma many times?"

"Not many, maybe four or five times."

"You summed it up yourself? Or where did you learn it from?"

"I went to school with textbooks!" Zhang Fan looked at Ouyang, and Ouyang gave him a firm look.

"Um, alright. Can we talk about trauma ballistics?" The experts from the General Academy were helpless. People with backing are so awesome, I don't like to talk about it!

"You can have this!" Ouyang smiled, and she could tell that she didn't come here to find trouble, so she was relieved.