Chapter 11 Turn over
After all the fuss last night, I didn't even get a few hours' sleep, but I still have to continue working.
Zhang Lin had already prepared breakfast and handed over his shift at eight o'clock. He woke Yang Ping up at seven-thirty to wash himself and have breakfast.
After the two of them handed over their shifts, they followed Director Han Song Zimo for ward rounds, and then to the operating room. While waiting for the elevator, Zhang Lin said, "Doctor Yang, are you free in the evening? Let's have a meal together? I'll treat you to a visit near the hospital." ”
"I'm going to treat you anyway. I've been following you these days. I'm not familiar with many things, but you taught me. I have to thank you. I'm going to treat you, and that's it." Yang Ping was sincere.
"No, I have to pay for this meal." Zhang Lin was very persistent.
"Okay!" Yang Ping agreed, no longer worrying about who to treat.
No matter who invites you, it’s just a meal and a relationship.
After making an appointment with Yang Ping for a meal, Zhang Lin felt relaxed.
I thought to myself, this person is worth making friends with, and there is a lot to learn from him.
The two of them arrived at the operating room. Many surgeries had already begun. The operating room was very lively, with everyone chatting while working.
The two of them looked at each other through the small glass window on the operating room door. When they saw Tianyuan Song Zimo, they opened the door and went in.
Fang Yan was wearing sterile gloves and lifting a leg. The ankle had been disinfected, and Song Zimo was disinfecting the ankle to the top of the thigh. Tianyuan stood in front of the viewing lamp and watched the X-ray, with his arms crossed on his chest. Director Han sat on a stool in the corner. The instrument nurse has put on surgical clothes and is playing with the instruments on the instrument table nearby. The circulating nurse walked around looking for anything to replenish. The technician at the equipment dealer's desk walked up to Fang Yan knowingly: "Teacher Fang, do you want me to lift it!"
"It's okay. He can do it. You go and check the equipment." Song Zimo said.
After hearing this, the technician dared to leave.
When Song Zimo saw Zhang Lin coming in, he said happily: "Come on, come on! Lift your legs! It's so hard to come up so late. Why didn't you see any interns today?"
"I went to the Medical Education Department for a meeting and left after I handed in my classes," Zhang Lin said.
"No wonder, help Fang Yan lift his legs and let him wash his hands and get dressed." Song Zimo urged Zhang Lin.
Zhang Lin quickly disinfected his hands, put on sterile gloves, and helped Fang Yan lift his legs, allowing Fang Yan to free up to wash his hands.
The lower feet and above the ankles must be wrapped, so Zhang Lin does not need to wash his hands. He only needs to wipe his hands with disinfectant gel, put on sterile gloves, and then lift his legs with the help of a small sterile single wrap.
"Learning orthopedics starts with raising your legs and arms. Did you know that our master's generation, in the era of planned economy, still implemented a food stamp system, and orthopedic surgeons received three taels more food rations per day than other doctors."
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Director Han was talking in the corner.
"Why?" Tianyuan responded there.
"Because orthopedic surgeons have to lift their legs, which is strenuous work. Naturally, they eat more than others." Director Han's words caused a burst of laughter.
In fact, in the operating room, doctors and nurses often laugh and joke together, sometimes with a little color and dirty jokes to liven up the atmosphere and relieve tension.
Once, a patient complained to the surgeon that he actually chatted during the operation.
This is due to a lack of understanding of operating room culture. If everyone is really serious, keeping a straight face, and not chatting, there are probably only two situations: either the surgeon is a novice and is nervous; or the surgeon is in a critical condition and is rescuing the patient.
"No wonder, my teacher said that they used to recruit orthopedic surgeons. During the interview, they prepared a pair of dumbbells and tried lifting them a few times. If they didn't work, they were eliminated directly without entering the next round." Tian Yuan followed Director Han's words and started chatting. .
"Dumbbell, doesn't it mean a bottle of Erguotou? Let's test the drinking capacity first. Those who fail to drink will be eliminated directly, and those who pass will be qualified for further interviews." Song Zimo also joined the conversation.
"Tian Yuan, let me tell you, you are in a good time. With your drinking capacity when you first came here, if you had been born ten years earlier, you would not have been able to enter the orthopedics department." Director Han said.
Everyone followed the topic and kept chatting, but they didn't stop. Soon, the disinfection and dressing was completed, the suction device and the electric knife were connected, and Tianyuan also went to wash hands and dress.
Director Han has no scheduled surgeries today, so he just visits the operating room and sometimes provides guidance. The surgeries he performs are usually complex major surgeries.
Yang Ping went to several other operating rooms. Director Bai was doing intertrochanteric fractures; Director Ouyang was doing pelvic fractures.
I'm in the spinal ward, doing cervical spine surgery. In the joint ward, a knee replacement is being performed.
After looking at this circle, at least I have some impression of several groups in the department. There are a total of five groups in the trauma and orthopedic ward:
Director Han, Director Tian, Director Ouyang, Director Bai, Director Ding.
The orthopedic trauma department has 80 hospital beds, 15 beds in each group, and 5 public beds for seriously ill and critically ill patients.
The spine and joint wards both have 45 beds, while the sports medicine ward has only 20 beds.
Each ward usually has extra beds.
After wandering around for a long time, I had a surgical meal in the operating room, and then I went to lie down on a bench in the lounge for a while. There are many long chairs in the lounge in the operating room, which are wide and long, and you can sit or lie down.
Xiao Wu called: "I passed the interview, and I just rented a house, which is right downstairs from you, on the 16th floor. Are you free tonight, let's have dinner together? Xiao Qing is also here, she will be working in the emergency department." In the evening, I made an appointment with my colleague Corey for dinner." Yang Ping remembered having dinner with Zhang Lin.
"Forget it, next time, bye!"
This Xiaoqing is Xiaowu’s girlfriend and a nurse at the People’s Hospital. This guy has two skills. When he just graduated, he deceived others into getting them. This time Xiaowu came out of the People’s Hospital and went to Sanbo Hospital. This girl I wanted to follow him to death, but my family didn't agree and threatened to cut my pulse.
As he was lying down, Director Han came in, saw Yang Ping and said, "Xiao Yang, are you used to it when you first come here? You need to be more involved in surgeries, especially in emergencies. Young people need to be more hands-on."
Yang Ping quickly sat up: "Well! I told Dr. Song that if there is an emergency operation, call me at any time. I also said hello to Director Tian. They are short of help for the operation, so you can call me at any time."
"Very good!"
Director Han came in and poured a glass of water, drank it and left again.
I stayed in the operating room all afternoon again. At around seven o'clock, I finished the operation. Yang Ping and Zhang Lin went to have dinner near the hospital together.
The neighborhood is quite lively, mainly because the hospital itself has a large number of people, and the surrounding factories and office buildings are slowly being developed, so naturally supporting services have developed along with it.
The two found a Sichuan restaurant and ordered several dishes: braised fish, sizzling beef, Sichuan sausage and other major dishes, plus a vegetable and a vegetable soup.
The two had a good chat and drank some beer. Zhang Lin apologized for some of his actions on the first day. Yang Ping waved his hand, saying that he didn't take it to heart and it didn't matter.
In this way, Zhang Lin felt relieved, otherwise there would always be a knot in his heart. After a glass of wine, the two of them would become brothers from now on.
Zhang Lin is from the Northeast. After graduating with a master's degree, his father exhausted all his connections and all his life's work before he found a comrade in the south and squeezed him into Sanbo Hospital. His girlfriend is a pediatrician in our hospital. The two saved some money and planned to borrow the wallets of the elderly people on both sides to finance their marriage.
"Brother, with your level, I think Director Han will help you get a doctor's seat soon." Zhang Lin looked envious.
Yang Ping took a bite of the dish and said: "If this is the case, then it can be considered a turnaround."
"Don't forget me, brother. If you have time, teach me more, and I will obey you." Zhang Lin flipped his hand, grunt, and the glass of wine was empty in seconds.
Continuing to pour the wine, Zhang Lin suddenly said: "You are not familiar with many things about Corey. Let me tell you, Song Zimo and Tang Fei are a couple."
As he spoke, he made a hook gesture with his thumbs.
Never mind my business! Yang Ping thought to himself, tell me this.
But Zhang Lin is a Mr. Gossip, a famous Mr. Gossip in the department. He is the first to know about any gossip in the hospital, who is in love with whom, who breaks up with whom, who has a lover outside, it’s all messy.
"Let me tell you, Song Zimo and Tang Fei are both from Fudan University. Song Zimo is a two-year high school graduate. I heard -" Zhang Lin glanced around the hotel, but there was no one he knew.
Said: "Song Zimo has been chasing Tang Fei, but he hasn't succeeded yet. He has been chasing her for many years."
Yang Ping didn't like gossip, but he didn't hate what Zhang Lin said. Just listening to it, Zhang Lin thought he was interested and excited.
Then he continued: "You are talking about why Song Zimo can't catch up with Tang Fei. Look, Song Zimo is the number one male idol in our hospital. He must be good-looking, tall, and have a doctorate from a famous school. He is excellent and hard-working. The key is money. What do you think people drive at work?”
Yang Ping glanced at him.
“BMW 760!”
"But it seems that Tang Fei's family is quite rich. They said she owns a Maserati sports car. Hey, they all come with gold keys. We, the common people, can only travel by e-donkey, spending our youth on daily necessities."
Still young, people in their twenties, still young.
"Don't be so sad. Everyone has his own life. Living your life well is the greatest happiness. Most of the people in this world are ordinary people, and ordinary people have their own happiness." Yang Ping comforted.
Zhang Lin picked up the cup: "That's a good saying. Have you seen the house past the overpass? I've looked at it several times. I'm ready to start. I'll make a small nest first."
"You can do it! You've just graduated a few years ago and you're starting to buy a house?" Yang Ping praised him.
Zhang Lin squinted his eyes: "Stop talking, it makes me cry when I talk about it."
"Why do you still have so much wine?"
"Didn't you say that after you finish, I can do whatever you want?"
"Did I say it? Okay, ok, ok, Northeasterners, among other things, don't be shy when drinking!"
(End of chapter)