Chapter 920： Warm

The operation was very successful, but I still need to stay in the ICU for a few days. After the condition is stable, I will move to the general ward ... "Ling Ran got out of the door of the surgical corridor and was blocked by Xiao Feng. Explained it.

Zuo Cidian stood in front of him, and did not stop Ling Ran.

Zuo Cidian from the town health center pays more attention to people. From his point of view, Xiaofeng is still a good patient in the evaluation of doctors as a family member of the patient. It is perfect. It can bear and understand the high expenses of the hospital, and has its own expectations for the progress of the disease ...

In contrast, Ling Ran said more positively, and it was nothing.

Zuo Cidian was actually very envious of Ling Ran. Of course, envying Ling Ran was justified, but listening to him can say so confidently that the operation was "very" successful, and for a moment, Zuo Cidian was quite moved.

At present, there are fewer and fewer doctors who dare to speak like this, and the younger and more highly educated doctors, the more they know how to protect themselves.

Well, young high-education doctors have been promoted faster-Zuo Cidian thought of it, and he was uncomfortable.

Xiaofeng digested the news she just got, her face was slightly rejoicing, and she couldn't believe it: "It doesn't matter to live in ICU. I can look at Xiaodai now and I'm very satisfied ..."

In the wholesale market, Xiao Feng, who once had a loud quarrel with the truck driver, could not be heard at this time, but was expecting a small voice: "Well, Dr. Ling, if the operation is successful now, is Xiao Dai right? Can you wake up? "

"After the anesthesia is over, there should be a greater probability of waking up." Ling Ran gave a relatively positive answer.

Xiao Dai fell into a coma after liver metastases. Now that he has successfully completed the liver surgery, he will naturally wake up. However, the risk of anesthesia for such a large operation is undoubted. In this regard, although Ling Ran has a perfect level of anesthesia care, he can only intervene slightly.

After all, really speaking, anesthesia-related issues may be more complicated than a certain type of surgery alone. It is not a surgeon who can master only the nursing skills.

Xiaofeng's face finally showed a complete smile, and she asked, "Will you be able to talk when you wake up?"

Ling Ran replied: "Of course it is normal. Well, the surgery did not touch the patient's voice ..."

"Cough." Zuo Cidian finally interrupted the stupid conversation between a good patient and a good doctor, saying: "What Dr. Ling can determine now is the situation of combined liver-stomach surgery, which is specific to the recovery of the patient. ICU has to cooperate. "

"I know, I know." Xiaofeng nodded again and again: "It's good to be able to speak. I just need to say a few more words to Xiaodai, talk, and say a few more, and I'm very satisfied."

With that said, Xiaofeng's tears had flowed indiscriminately, blurring her vision, so that looking at Ling Ran's face was like a mist of light.

"Thank you, Dr. Ling." Xiaofeng's voice was slightly hoarse.

"What's the matter, you can find a bed doctor again, you can also contact me." Ling Ran didn't cross the line and passed the intensive care department to intervene in Xiao Dai's postoperative recovery.

Perioperative nursing is definitely not comparable to the intensive care department for emergency centers.

Xiaofeng nodded again and again, she wanted to say a lot, but she didn't know how to express it.

A heartfelt thanks box appeared in front of Ling Ran.

For Ling Ran, he had even received a clear hint from the patient's family.

Ling Ran nodded and said to Zuo Cidian next to him, "Take a pig's hoof to the patient's family. I'll go to rest first."

After speaking, Ling Ran turned and left.

Zuo Cidian froze for a moment, took out a large pig's trotter lunch box that he had just brought and was ready to eat for Ling Ran, and handed it to Xiao Feng, smiling with a loss of self, saying, "Our Dr. Ling has had surgery since the morning, I didn't lose a grain of rice. I brought it to him ... You should also eat nothing from morning till night. Eat a trotter pad first. "

Xiaofeng Yan took over.

Zuo Cidian deliberately said to himself: "Doctors who do not accept gifts from patients 'families, I have seen more of them, and those who transfer dinner to patients' families are really Dr. Ling."

"Oh ... thank you, thank you ..." Xiaofeng was all stunned. If she changed to another doctor, she would even doubt whether the other party looked after her so much that she would work hard to please her.

However, for a doctor like Ling Ran, Xiaofeng would never dare to think so.

"Why, why?" Xiaofeng could not help asking.

Zuo Cidian naturally did not know, just looked at Xiao Feng's expression, then looked at the pig's trotters in his hand, shrugged, and said, "Healers' parents."

"Is the parent's heart?" Xiaofeng stayed in the hospital for a long time, but she didn't really believe this sentence, but she had a warm pig's trotters in her hand and thought of turning back to her husband in ICU. Willing to believe this sentence.

Patients need a doctor, as well as the parental mind of the doctor, and the patient's family may need them more.

Zuo Cidian quickly caught up with Ling Ran.

In the corridor, there were patients and relatives greeting Ling Ran, as well as doctors and nurses who stood on the sides and said hello.

Zuo Cidian followed silently behind Ling Ran. Suddenly, he didn't want to speak out, but just wanted to follow Ling Ran, quiet, peaceful, proud and pure.

...

Visiting room.

The little doctors disappeared quietly, just like when they came, no one cared, no one asked, no one cared, no one knew.

The General Director of Puwai was sitting in a chair silently, peeling an orange silently.

He peeled the oranges very carefully, not only to peel the skin, but also the white silk on it.

Huo Congjun sat beside him, watching him peel oranges and watching him peel white silk.

"Take some light." Huo Congjun waited for a while, seeing that the director of the General University of Foreign Affairs had not intended to open his mouth, he simply provided a condition for peeling oranges.

The general director smiled and didn't say a word, still serving his oranges.

Several large floor lamps were placed in front of the first row, and the orange-red oranges were exposed in the slightest.

"When we were studying, the teacher often asked us to peel oranges." The General Director of the University of Peking University peeled orange **** from left to right, as if he was processing a piece of liver.

Huo Congjun cooperated with "En", "Why?"

"Let ’s practice patience. An orange flap needs to be peeled clean, and nothing else can be left. Moreover, we are often required to wear gloves and peel with tweezers, one group at a time, often one afternoon. , Peel a bag of oranges. "

"You have a mouthful then."

The director of Puwai University shook his head with a smile: "The teacher's youngest son likes to eat oranges, but he doesn't like the white silk on it. Moreover, the oranges are bought by the teacher."

"Oh, your teacher makes sense."

"That's right." The General Director of Puwai University smiled and said, "I felt very uncomfortable at that time, but I got used to it. After a while, I wasn't allowed to peel oranges. I was still anxious."

"Ah……"

"Ling Ran is also a patient doctor." Director General Pu looked up at Huo Congjun: "Only a patient doctor can do a good surgical operation."

"That's right ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I just don't know if he has the patience and waits for you for another 10 years." The director of General Foreign Affairs suddenly sighed and smiled with concern.

Huo Congjun was surprised that he would be 10 years younger to retire, and if he did not retire, the other doctors in the emergency department, no matter how high, could only hire a chief physician, but could not be the director of the department.

"Ling Ran was only in her twenties." Huo Congjun turned his head and smiled.

"This is a combined liver and stomach resection." The director of Pu Waida smiled even more: "Age? As long as the patient today survives, someone will dare to open a hospital for him the next day."

Huo Congjun's face suddenly darkened.

"I don't mean anything else." The voice of the general director suddenly dropped, but refers to the TV screen on his head, and said: "You have made these dazzling things, I don't know what the spread is, but we Yunyi The towering trees can not be used as beams for other hospitals. "

"No." Huo Congjun's face turned red again, red and black, and his face wrinkled, like a broken orange.