Chapter 17 Senior Brother
"Complete the mission: clean up the mess and complete the replantation of the severed finger of the premature baby. Reward: 2400 points." Subtitles and a mechanical female voice appeared.
The task was triggered again, and he didn't expect to receive thousands of points so quickly. Yang Ping was full of confidence. It seemed that he could accumulate the first pot of gold by replanting his severed fingers.
I originally thought that there would be no chance of replanting my severed finger, but now it seems that is not the case, so my original capital accumulation plan became clear in my mind.
The points have now accumulated to 7,000. Although it is not much, I have some savings and am no longer penniless.
Song Zimo, Zhang Lin, and the anesthetist and nurse sent the patient back to the ward. Everyone else dispersed, and everyone had endless aftertaste.
In the dressing room, Director Han and Yang Ping were sitting on the bench wearing hand-washing clothes and resting against the back of the chair. Director Han took out a cigarette and handed it to Yang Ping: "Do you want to smoke?"
Yang Ping shook his head and said with a smile: "Thank you, director. I don't smoke, and I can't drink well. If it had been decades earlier, I would definitely not have passed the first level of the interview. I can still grit my teeth with dumbbells. This wine is really a mess."
Director Han laughed loudly: "It's a pity that the doctor team is missing one person who can drink, and China's hundreds of millions of drinkers are missing one doctor, a double loss!"
Director Han put the cigarette to his nose and smelled it. He put it away. He didn't smoke either. Perhaps he was afraid that Yang Ping would inhale his second-hand smoke. He leaned back in his chair and said, "There aren't many replantations of severed fingers in the People's Hospital. I’m very surprised, how did you master microsurgery?”
"Director, I don't know why, but I feel very comfortable operating under the microscope, just like I usually do surgery under direct vision."
Yang Ping's face felt a little hot. This meant that he had talent. Does having his own system count as talent? Forget it.
"When you have time, you should train everyone and improve everyone's level. One flower blooming alone is not spring, but a hundred flowers blooming is spring." Director Han said meaningfully.
Yang Ping nodded: "Understood, Director, I will actively communicate with everyone and make progress together with everyone."
Director Han gave a thumbs up excitedly and said: "Be ambitious!"
"Oh, if you have any difficulties or requirements at work, feel free to ask me. If you have any ideas, you can tell me at any time. You can tell me whether you are mature or not. In private, you can call me Lao Han. Tian Yuan and Song Zimo are all called me like this. It's more casual. "Sanbo has a big platform, you can freely display your talents." Director Han closed his eyes, feeling a little tired.
The two ate the surgical meal, and Yang Ping hurried back to rest.
I have to cross the overpass to go home. The overpass is very wide and very lively. Along the way, there are stalls on both sides, offering fortune telling, cure for all diseases, and mobile phone stickers.
Yang Ping was blowing in the wind on the overpass, planning his next move. The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Song Zimo clicked: "Doctor Yang, have you eaten?"
"I just ate." Yang Ping had already eaten the surgery meal.
"Are you still in the hospital?" Song Zimo asked carefully.
"Still there!" Yang Ping looked around.
"Can you come to the laboratory?" Song Zimo was a little embarrassed.
The orthopedic laboratory is actually a large room for operational training.
There are training microscopes, arthroscopes and other equipment inside, which are usually used for training young doctors. These training equipment and consumables are very expensive, and ordinary hospitals cannot afford them. Only the top hospitals in the country will consider this aspect.
It was rare for Song Zimo and me to nod and say hello when we met each other. Today, I took the initiative to call. What was going on?
Yang Ping returned to the department. There was a large room at the end of the corridor, which was a laboratory.
The door was open and ajar, letting out a little light. Yang Ping gently pushed the door open and went in.
A person, sitting in front of the microscope for training, is Song Zimo.
Hearing someone coming in, Song Zimo turned around and said, "Come on, senior brother, I usually practice very fast and steady, but why do I always use too much force during surgery today and can't go fast?"
Senior brother?
Under the deputy director and chief physician, Song Zimo Keli's status is that of senior brother, and no one can shake it.
Now calling yourself senior brother, does this count as surrendering?
"You still haven't rest? Are you practicing the microscope so late?" Yang Ping guessed that he might be discussing today's surgery with him, but he didn't expect him to be so sincere and completely different from the usual Song Zimo. Song Zimo gave up his seat, and Yang Ping sat down, his eyes close to the eyepiece.
In the field of view, on the fixed plate, the 0.05 mm simulated blood vessels have been kissed and are very standard.
He is indeed a genius.
These simulated blood vessels are consumables for microsurgery training. They are expensive and consume a lot of money. Only hospitals like Sanbo that are willing to invest money will build such laboratories.
Famous hospitals for hand surgery, Jishuitan Hospital, 401 Hospital, and 89 Hospital, all have their own laboratories and raise many rabbits and mice.
Rabbit ears and mouse tails are attached, which is more realistic, but inefficient. This kind of artificial blood vessel can be taken and used at any time, and it is available in various diameters. As long as the hospital is willing to pay, you can practice it for as long as you want.
What Song Zimo is practicing now is blood vessels of 0.05 mm. The diameter of the blood vessels in a newborn baby's finger is about this thick. For example, the baby's finger that Yang Ping received today has blood vessels that are even thinner than this.
"During today's surgery, I always couldn't move fast. I had to be very slow. If I moved a little faster, the movement would be too big and the blood vessels would be torn?" Song Zimo scratched his neck, feeling a little distressed.
In fact, he is already very good. The 0.05 mm blood vessels are anastomosed so well.
Naihe met Yang Ping.
Yang Ping was very willing to make Song Zimo as a friend. He had just arrived at the new hospital and needed to establish good interpersonal relationships. Song Zimo was a breakthrough. If he had a good relationship with him, other young doctors would naturally not be unfriendly to him.
It is not a good thing to show off your edge, but if you don't show your edge, you will easily be buried and lose many opportunities. You still have to grasp the scale.
"Today's babies are premature babies. The blood vessels are underdeveloped and in a brittle state. They are not normal blood vessels. The blood vessels you practice are different from the actual surgical objects. This is the contradiction between training and actual combat. I suggest you use a newborn mouse. , feed glucocorticoids for a period of time, create a finger blood vessel model similar to a premature baby, and then practice. This thing is talent plus hard work, practice makes perfect." Yang Ping helped him analyze the problem and made reasonable suggestions.
"Actually, your talent is really high, but you have never encountered this kind of case. I have encountered it, so I have experience." Yang Ping added, cheering him up.
praise! It is valid for anyone. This is the famous saying of Dale Carnegie, the successful scholar who has sold his books all over the world.
Song Zimo has been number one in everything since he was a child. He can easily do things that others have worked hard to do.
After experiencing such a blow today, Song Zimo naturally felt a little unhappy, but after Yang Ping said this, there was a step he could take psychologically.
If I had encountered this kind of case and had the experience of this kind of case, I would definitely not be as passive as I am today.
"You try my method and train for a period of time. You will definitely be able to break through this bottleneck." Yang Ping encouraged him.
Song Zimo nodded, he thought Yang Ping was right.
Yang Ping was not arrogant because he successfully completed the replantation of a premature baby's amputated finger today, nor was he conservative about technology and perfunctory. Song Zimo felt very good about Yang Ping.
"Teach me more when you have time in the future. You have more experience than me." Song Zimo said embarrassedly.
Yang Ping nodded: "We learn from each other and make progress together."
"Senior brother, you go back and rest. Today's surgery is hard. I'll practice again." Song Zimo said in a natural tone.
Yang Ping was indeed a little tired: "Okay, if you have any practice experience, please teach me more."
After less than half an hour of communication, Song Zimo recognized Yang Ping very much. He was very talented and didn't have a trace of arrogance, which was rare.
It is actually a blessing to have such a colleague.
Song Zimo is arrogant, but he is not narrow-minded. On the contrary, he hates narrow-minded people.
(End of chapter)