"Dr. Fang, this is the operating room!"

Gao Ruilin led the way and first introduced some of the situations in the department to Fang Han.

"There are quite a lot of patients with hepatitis surgery in our provincial hospital. I know that Dr. Fang has been in Fengzhou these days, and many patients have been transferred to the outpatient clinic. Dr. Fang can also go to the ward to find out the situation later."

Different levels will have different requirements and different starting points.

Gao Ruilin's level is much higher than Ma Baoping, and basically reaches the intermediate level. Therefore, he doesn't want to be with Haifeng No. 1 Hospital, where Fang Han can take it.

At Haifeng No. 1 Hospital, Fang Han is basically out of the way, and Ma Baoping doesn't care. As long as there are patients and beds, Fang Han can do it, it would be great that he can follow.

For Gao Ruilin, he was very comfortable with simple operations. He hoped that Fang Han could do some challenging operations, and the provincial hospital had more patients than Haifeng First Hospital.

The conditions are good, there are many beds and many patients, which are more than those in the extrahepatic division of Jiangzhong Hospital.

After all, the Department of Hepatitis Surgery at Fengzhou Provincial Hospital has been established for a long time, and Gao Ruilin is not at the top, but he is also a senior extrahepatic doctor.

In China, if surgeons are willing to do surgery and the hospital beds can be turned on, three surgeries per day can basically be guaranteed. The most important point is that there are many causes of the disease.

Three surgeries a day, one month is ruled out for rest, and it is basically easy to do forty or fifty surgeries a month.

For domestic doctors, hundreds of certain surgeries, hundreds of certain surgeries, etc., these are quite common.

There is no shortage of patients in China, and what you lack is always top doctors.

Take Gao Ruilin as an example. There are at least hundreds of liver surgeries he has performed. With enough surgery, the doctor's level can be improved quickly. For Gao Ruilin, what he lacks now is not the amount of surgery, but someone to give advice.

Any skill that reaches a certain level will fall into a bottleneck period. When it reaches a bottleneck, it cannot be accumulated simply by quantity.

"Director Gao looks at the arrangement, I don't care."

Fang Han now needs to complete temporary tasks recognized by the industry, so he will naturally not refuse. This time he came out, just to let go of his work. Whether it is surgery or something else, as long as there are patients, he will be happy.

"Do you have to arrange this afternoon?" Gao Ruilin asked.

"OK."

Fang Han thought for a while and said, "If possible, arrange a few more units, and there will be no problem for me."

"OK."

Gao Ruilin smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I'll make arrangements. Dr. Fang, don't worry. I have coordinated with other aspects, and there is no problem."

Gao Ruilin came prepared. He always invited Fang Han, so naturally he could not be unprepared. Therefore, many patients here, Gao Ruilin said hello in advance, saying that he could invite powerful experts to fly to the flying knife.

Gao Ruilin knew Fang Han’s situation here, so he didn’t ask much. He called Fang Han over to please Fang Han, so he was naturally satisfied.

"Director Gao, do we have live broadcast equipment in the operating room here?" Fang Han thought for a while and asked again.

"some."

Gao Ruilin smiled and said, "Our hospital has cooperation with Jiang Ping now, and many medical devices are provided by Jiang Ping."

Jiang Feng next to him couldn't help laughing. Director Gao has done a very good job in preparation.

Many medical devices are provided by Jiang Ping, which means that during surgery, Fang Han can use scalpels, hemostasis forceps, etc., even some gadgets.

Although scalpels are similar, they are still different from manufacturers. The weight and specifications are still different. For some exquisite surgical experts, they are followed by medical representatives in making flying knives, and they are used to using some equipment.

.........

In the hospitalization department of the Provincial Hospital Department of Neurosurgery, Qu Zhongqiang was lying on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes straight at it.

"Director Qu still hasn't improved?" Fan Zhiyuan sat next to the hospital bed, giving Qu Zhongqiang massage, and asked Qu Zhongqiang's lover while asking.

"It's still the same."

Qu Zhongqiang's lover nodded and sighed slightly.

More than half a month ago, Qu Zhongqiang fell while taking a shower at night and was in a semi-coma state. He was sent to the provincial hospital overnight. He had an CT examination and found out that he had cerebral hemorrhage. The next day he arranged a craniotomy surgery. The expert who performed the surgery was invited by Yanjing Hospital, Bai Yunhua, who was outside the brain of Yanjing Hospital.

The operation went smoothly, but it had been more than half a month after the operation, and it was almost twenty days. Qu Zhongqiang still couldn't get out of bed and needed someone to help him walk. His tongue was stiff, his mouth was unclear, and his left hand trembled.

This way I definitely can't go back to work.

These days Qu Zhongqiang is lying on the hospital bed, staring straight at the ceiling every day and never talking to others.

Although Qu Zhongqiang had a tough tongue and couldn't speak clearly, he could barely understand the people around him, but he just didn't say a word.

"Director Fan, go back and do your business. Don't have to stare here. Lao Qu's situation will probably not be cured for a while. Lao Qu is not here, Director Fan, you are here again. What should I do in the hospital?" Qu Zhongqiang's lover persuaded.

"Okay, then I'll leave first."

Fan Zhiyuan stood up, first said to Qu Zhongqiang on the hospital bed, and then said goodbye to Qu Zhongqiang's lover. Then he left the ward. Qu Zhongqiang's lover kept sending Fan Zhiyuan to the door.

"Sister-in-law, please go back. I'll come to visit Director Qu when I'm free. Director Qu is usually responsible to everyone and is good to us. Now that we are hospitalized, we are really empty in our hearts."

"Director Fan, go and do your business, you don't have to come all day long." Qu Zhongqiang's lover reluctantly laughed.

He kept watching Fan Zhiyuan walk away, and Qu Zhongqiang's lover returned to the ward. At this moment, Qu Zhongqiang no longer looked at the ceiling, but looked at the door of the ward.

"You, I'm here, you'll say a few words, what's the matter if you don't say a word?" Qu Zhongqiang's lover said angrily.

"Haaa and Hawo (he doesn't look at me), Aaaa and Ahh Kazhi are so (I am thinking about the position of the director of the department)."

Although Qu Zhongqiang's tongue was stiff and his mouth was unclear, his heart was like a mirror.

He must have left early in this way. The position of director of the department is empty. Fan Zhiyuan's intention is not to drink.

"No matter what others are thinking about, at least they come every day, and Liang Qunfeng only came twice."

Qu Zhongqiang's lover said, "You are like this now, and you will definitely not be able to go back. Even if you improve, you will not be able to go to the operating table. Sooner or later, the seat will belong to others. Instead of waiting for someone to come to the hospital to find you, you might as well get better and forget about Fan Zhiyuan. Fan Zhiyuan is still thinking about your good things. If you drag it like this, the seat will not be saved by then and you will not be able to be left out."

Qu Zhongqiang looked at the ceiling again and said nothing.

After being a doctor for many years, he became the department director two years ago. It was a time of high spirits. Who knows...

Although I can't get out of bed now, I can't speak clearly and my left hand trembles, Qu Zhongqiang still has a lucky mentality. Maybe he will be completely cured in a while?

Department of Arthritis, Fengzhou Provincial Orthopedic Hospital.

Liang Qunfeng had an operation and came out. He went back to the office to make a pot of tea. While drinking, he lit his cell phone casually.

"Huh... Fang Han?"

Yesterday, the video of Fang Han saving people was spread online. It was very popular on Douyin. Today it was on Tencent News, and Liang Qunfeng happened to see it.

"Have Xiao Fang come to Fengzhou?"

This accident happened in Shangfeng City. Liang Qunfeng also heard about it yesterday, but he didn’t know who the doctor was saving the person. Yesterday’s Douyin and today’s Tencent News did not actually say who the doctor was saving the person. It was just a video and a simple explanation.

However, Liang Qunfeng knew Fang Han and was very familiar with Fang Han, so he naturally recognized him at a glance.

"This kid is amazing now."

Liang Qunfeng felt a little moved.

When he took Fang Han for joint replacement surgery, Fang Han was still an intern. Although he performed well, he was just a fledgling child after all. At that time, Fang Han could not do liver surgery and heart surgery. His performance was a monster, but it was limited.

I never thought that Fang Han was already amazing in just less than two years.

Liver surgery, cardiac surgery, traditional Chinese medicine conference.

Although Liang Qunfeng has not seen Fang Han again in the past year, he knows many things. After all, he has a connection with Fang Haoyang. Fang Haoyang is also a show-off person. Fang Han of our family can be heard, and Liang Qunfeng's ears are all calloused.

"This kid, I don't come to see me even if I come to Fengzhou. I have no conscience."

Liang Qunfeng felt a little uncomfortable.

Watching the video, Fang Han arrived in Fengzhou yesterday, and until today I didn’t say I could call him or make an appointment.

When Liang Qunfeng took Fang Han for joint replacement surgery, he taught him step by step. He really treated Fang Han as a student. The students he taught in the hospital did not have such great effort.

Of course, Fang Han is handsome and talented, and Liang Qunfeng also likes Fang Han more. This is also the point. However, Fang Han didn't call him this time, and Liang Qunfeng felt a little uncomfortable.

It’s like a son who has worked hard to raise. When the son goes out, his parents always hope that his son can call back. Not to mention one a day, at least one a week or a month, right?

As a result, I waited every day and looked forward to it every night, but I couldn't wait. It was the Chinese New Year and my son didn't know how to come back to see him.

No matter what the son is outside, the parents always feel a little uncomfortable, and they always feel that the son they raised seems to have forgotten his grace of raising him.
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