Chapter 0011: Turn over

I didn't sleep for a few hours last night, but I still have to keep working.

"Doctor Yang! Let's go to the operating room later! ”

Zhang Lin scratched his head and stopped Yang Ping, who was about to change the dressing.

"There are still several dressing changes, and a lot of medical records to be filled, so you can go alone." Yang Ping said.

Director Han went out for a few days of meetings, and he just came back, and there was no surgery for this group today. Going to the operating room is also a surgery for another group. Yang Ping didn't want to go a little and wanted to hurry up and finish writing the medical records.

Zhang Lin was a little embarrassed: "It's okay, change the dressing, write the medical records, and we'll do it together." ”

For the past few days, he has been calling Yang Ping like a serf, and sometimes deliberately making things difficult. But Yang Ping didn't have any opinions, he didn't talk back to him once, and the work he ordered was completed to the letter.

Zhang Lin felt that he was a little ridiculous, people were so skilled in replanting their fingers, and they were so modest. Think about yourself, just because he didn't graduate from a major university, you look down on him.

Shallow! It's superficial!

Thinking about it, Zhang Lin almost slapped himself.

"Okay, tell me anything at any time." Yang Ping pushed the dressing cart back to the treatment room.

Today, I don't have to rush to change the medicine and write the medical record like a donkey, it can be regarded as a serf turned over.

The two of them went to the operating room, and when they were waiting for the elevator, Zhang Lin said, "Doctor Yang, are you free at night, let's have a meal together?" I'll ask you, just go to the hospital. ”

"Okay, I'll invite you, I've been following you these days, I'm not familiar with a lot of things, you taught me, I have to thank you, I invite you, it's decided." Yang Ping is full of sincerity.

"Okay!" Zhang Lin agreed.

No matter who invites you, anyway, it's just a meal, a connection, and a misunderstanding.

made an appointment with Yang Ping for dinner, and Zhang Lin was relaxed. I thought to myself, this person is worth making friends, does not hold grudges, and has a broader mind.

The two went to the operating room, and many surgeries had already begun. The operating room was very lively, and everyone was chatting while working.

The two of them looked through the small glass window on the door of the operating room, one by one, and when they saw Tianyuan Song Zimo, they pressed the door to enter.

Fang Yan was wearing sterile gloves and lifting one leg. The ankle has been disinfected, and Song Zimo is disinfecting the ankle above the thigh to the root of the thigh. Tian Yuan stood in front of the viewing lamp to watch the X-film, his hands crossed in front of his chest. Director Han sat on a stool in the corner. The instrument nurse has put on her surgical gown and is fiddling with the instruments on the instrument table next to her. The roving nurse walked around to see what was added. The technician from the equipment dealer walked to Fang Yan's side with interest: "Teacher Fang, do you want me to carry it!" ”

"It's okay, he'll do it, you go and count the equipment." Song Zimo said.

When the technician heard this, he dared to leave.

When Song Zimo saw Zhang Lin coming, he said happily: "Come on, come on!" Leg up! I didn't come up so late. Why didn't I see a single shadow of the intern today? ”

"I went to the medical education department for a meeting, and I went to the class after handing in the class." Zhang Lin said.

"No wonder, help Fang Yan lift his leg and let him wash his hands and get dressed." Song Zimo said.

Zhang Lin hurriedly disinfected his hands quickly, put on sterile gloves, helped Fang Yan lift his legs, and let Fang Yan free up to wash his hands.

Wait for the lower foot and above the ankle to be wrapped, so Zhang Lin can not wash his hands, only need to wipe his hands with disinfectant gel, put on sterile gloves, and then lift his legs with the help of a small sterile sheet.

"Studying orthopedics starts with lifting your legs and arms, do you know, our master's generation, in the era of planned economy, also implemented the food stamp system, and orthopedic surgeons have three taels more food rations a day than other doctors."

Director Han was talking in the corner.

"Why?" Pastoral responded over there.

"Because the orthopedic surgeon has to lift his legs, this is a work of strength, and he naturally eats more than others." As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of laughter.

In fact, in the operating room, doctors and nurses will often laugh and joke together, sometimes with some color, talk about meat jokes, enliven the atmosphere, and relieve tension.

Once, a patient complained to the surgeon that he was chatting during surgery.

This is a lack of understanding of the culture of the operating room, if everyone is really serious, with a straight face, and no longer chatting, it is estimated that there are only two situations: either the chief surgeon is a novice and is nervous; Either the condition is very critical and is being rescued.

"No wonder, my teacher said that in the past, they recruited orthopedic surgeons, and when they interviewed, they prepared a pair of iron balls, and tried them a few times first, but if they didn't work, they were eliminated directly, and they didn't need to enter the next round." Tian Yuan said.

"Iron ball, didn't you say a bottle of two pots? Try the amount of alcohol first, and those who are unqualified will be eliminated directly, and those who are qualified will be qualified for further interviews. Song Zimo said.

"Tianyuan, let me tell you, you have caught up with the good times, with the amount of alcohol you drank when you first came, if you were born ten years early, you would not be able to enter the door of orthopedics." Director Han said.

Everyone followed the topic, chatting one after another, but they didn't stop in their hands. Soon, the disinfection order was completed, the suction device and electric knife were connected, and Tian Yuan also went to wash his hands and dress.

Director Han didn't schedule the surgery today, so he just looked in the operating room, and sometimes gave guidance, and the surgery he did was generally a complex major operation.

Yang Ping went to several other operating rooms, and Director Bai was doing intertrochanteric fractures; Director Ouyang is doing a pelvic fracture.

Spine disease, cervical spine surgery. joint disease, knee replacement.

In the past week, I basically rarely came to the operating room, Zhang Lin, that bastard, what a few people had done, all the things that were originally done by a few people were pushed to Yang Ping alone, prescribing medical orders, changing dressings and writing medical records, so that most of the day was gone, how could there be time for surgery.

After watching this lap, at least I have a little impression of Corey's group. There are five groups in the Trauma Orthopaedic Ward:

Director Han, Director Tian, Director Ouyang, Director Bai, Director Ding.

The Department of Trauma and Orthopedics has 80 beds, 15 beds in each group, and 5 public beds for serious and critical illnesses.

The spine and joint wards both have 45 beds, while the sports medicine ward has only 20 beds.

Extra beds are usually required in each ward.

After wandering around for a long time, I mixed the operating lunch in the operating room, and lay down on the bench in the lounge for a while. The lounge of the operating room has many long chairs, wide and long, where you can sit or lie down.

Xiao Wu called: "Boss, I passed the interview, the emergency department, the first responder, our brother has another hospital." I've just rented the house too, just downstairs from you, on the 16th floor. Do you have time in the evening to eat together? Xiaoqing also came, and she was working in the emergency department when she arrived. ”

"In the evening, I made an appointment with Corey's colleague for dinner." Yang Ping remembered having dinner with Zhang Lin.

"Forget it, next time, bye-bye!"

What Xiaoqing is, it is Xiao Wu's girlfriend, a nurse in the People's Hospital, this kid has two brushes, and when he just graduated, he deceived people, this time Xiao Wu came out of the People's Hospital and went to Sanbo Hospital, this girl wanted to come with her, and the family did not agree, and they threatened to cut their pulses.

was lying down, Director Han came in, saw Yang Ping and said, "Xiao Yang, I just got used to it, I am more involved in surgery, especially in the emergency department, and young people have to do more." ”

Yang Ping hurriedly sat up: "Hmm! I told Dr. Song that if there was an emergency operation, he would call me at any time. Director Tian also said hello to him, they are short of help for the operation, and they can call me at any time. ”

"Good!"

Director Han came in and poured a glass of water to drink, and left after drinking.

Spent the whole afternoon in the operating room. At seven o'clock, I finished the operation. Yang Ping and Zhang Lin went to eat near the hospital together.

This neighborhood is quite lively, mainly because the hospital itself is crowded, and the surrounding factories and office buildings have been slowly developed, so naturally the supporting services have developed.

The two found a Sichuan restaurant and ordered a few dishes: grilled fish, sizzling beef, Sichuan sausage, plus a vegetable, and a green vegetable soup.

The two of them had a good chat, drank some beer, Zhang Lin apologized for some of the actions he did a few days ago, Yang Ping waved his hand, he didn't take it to heart, it was not a matter.

In this way, Zhang Lin was relieved in his heart, otherwise there would always be a pimple in his heart. With a glass of wine, the two will be brothers in the future.

Zhang Lin is a native of Northeast China, and after graduating with a master's degree, his father exhausted his connections and used his life's work to find a comrade-in-arms in the south and squeeze him into Sanbo Hospital. His girlfriend is a pediatrician at our hospital. The two saved some money and were ready to borrow the wallets of the old people on both sides to provide a suite for marriage.

"You and Tang Fei knew each other before?" Zhang Lin asked suddenly.

"I don't know!" Yang Ping said.

"I saw you talking and laughing with her the other day." What Zhang Lin said should be that Yang Ping and Tang Fei discussed the femoral neck fracture reading.

"Oh! He asked me how I could see a occult femoral neck fracture that day. "Yang Ping doesn't like to talk about this.

Zhang Lin seemed very interested: "Oh, I thought you were familiar with her, too." Let me tell you, Tang Fei is the number one beauty in our hospital, and Song Zimo likes her. ”

my! Yang Ping said in his heart, tell me this.

But Zhang Lin is a gossip gentleman, a famous gossip gentleman in Corey, what kind of gossip is there in the hospital, he is the first to know, who is in love with whom, who broke up with whom, it's a mess.

"Let me tell you, Song Zimo and Tang Fei were the same mentor when they were masters, and later the doctor was separated, and with different mentors, I heard--" Zhang Lin glanced at the hotel, and there were no acquaintances.

said: "Song Zimo has been chasing Tang Fei, but he hasn't succeeded yet, and he has been chasing him for many years." ”

Yang Ping didn't like gossip, but he didn't hate Zhang Lin for saying this, just listening to it, Zhang Lin thought he was interested and energetic.

continued: "You said that Song Zimo couldn't catch up with Tang Fei, you see, Song Zimo is the No. 1 male god in our hospital, he must have good looks, he must have height, he has a doctorate from a famous school, he is excellent and hard-working, and the key is money, what do you think people are doing at work?" ”

Yang Ping glanced at him.

"BMW 7 Series!"

"But Tang Fei seems to be quite rich in the family, they say that she has a Maserati sports car, hey, they all contain gold keys, and we can only use electric donkeys to travel, and exhaust our youth for firewood, rice, oil and salt every day."

Still young, people in their twenties, still young.

"Don't be so sad, people, each has his own day, and living his life well is the greatest happiness. In this world, most of them are small people, and small people have the happiness of small people. Yang Ping comforted.

Zhang Lin picked up the cup: "That's a good thing, have you seen the house in the past of the flyover, I've looked at it several times, and I'm ready to start, let's make a small nest first." ”

"You can do it! It's only been a few years since I graduated, and I'm starting to get a house? Yang Ping praised him.

Zhang Lin squinted his eyes: "Don't say it, it's all tears." ”

"Why do you still have so much wine?"

"Didn't you say you're done, I'm free?"

"Did I say that? Okay, okay, Northeast people don't say anything else, you can't drink alcohol! ”