A week passed quickly. Zhang Fan and the others also completed their insect-fighting mission and prepared to return to the city. The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and 120 people from the hospital cannot enter the pastoral area.
The medical team didn't bring any equipment, but this place was more than a hundred kilometers away from the county seat. How could they get back? Let's go, Dr. Li's body is as numb as a stick, and he will probably die on the road.
Zhang Fan told Meng Ke about this matter. Lao Meng waved his hand, what a big deal. "Let's go, we're in the pastoral area, we can't get out yet." He went to the tribe to call for help.
After a while, a dozen men and more than twenty horses arrived. "Take your pick, ride the one you like!" Meng Ke said boldly, but Zhang Fan and the others were stunned.
They don’t know how to ride a horse, and it’s not winter now, so they can run with them on a sledge. The snow has melted. "It's not a big deal. We'll help you get on the horse and sit on it. The mares are very well-behaved. Let Bayindala and the others ride and pull you away."
"Old Meng, can you do it? It's too big to ride a horse. Do you have a donkey?" Zhang Fan had ridden a donkey several times in his hometown, so he had some experience. Frontier horses are considered heavy horses, tall, big, and very powerful.
"Haha, where did the donkey come from on the grassland? Don't worry, there will be no problem at all."
They were helped up on horseback by the men. "Don't worry, you won't fall down." Meng Ke said with a smile when he saw Zhang Fan and the others were trembling.
Zhang Fan and the others grabbed the saddles of the horses, while Bayin and the others rode the horses, holding the reins of Zhang Fan and the others, and set off slowly. For those who can't ride a horse, riding a horse for a long time can be a kind of torture.
The saddle hurt my buttocks, my back was sore, and my legs were tired. Zhang Fan was determined to leave on his own. The road was difficult, and after more than three hours, we finally saw the 120 number of the hospital.
Zhang Fan and the others all sat stiffly and crossed their legs. Bayin unloaded more things from the empty horse. "Anda, we've got a car, we're leaving. You can take this meat back with you." He didn't speak Chinese fluently, but his expression made people feel extremely affectionate.
Lao Hu hurriedly said: "We ate and drank. We really can't take the things. We made a mistake."
"No, Meng Ke told me, take it." A group of men loaded the 120 with mutton, beef, and horse meat in a few clicks. Fortunately, it was an Iveco. If it were a small bun, the meat could not even be put on it.
After putting away their things, they and Zhang Fan hugged each other, and then rode away in a puff of smoke. "This is a man." Lao Hu said, touching his butt.
Gastroenterology, the second largest department of internal medicine, has many basic diseases. Director Wang Yonghong is an old lady who is about to retire. I basically don’t care about the department’s business, just waiting to retire.
The three deputy directors all held their breaths. As soon as Ouyang came on stage, he didn't make any noise, and the three of them worked harder than the other. The junior doctor in the department was out of luck. One director makes one request, and no one listens to it.
Lao Hu is considered a senior physician and has a certain status in the department. After a week in the grassland with Zhang Fan, we can be considered brothers who have fought together. He directly greeted the old director and asked Zhang Fan to follow him.
There are three doctors who transferred to the internal medicine department, including Zhang Fan, two men and one woman. There is an old patient in the department, a female patient in her early forties who has esophageal and gastric varices caused by liver cirrhosis. Frequent hemoptysis and severe anemia.
The hospital's internal medicine department was suppressed by Lao Huang for ten years. Except for Ouyang who just developed the cardiology department, other internal medicine departments were not good enough. With Lao Huang stepping down, internal medicine has turned around.
Ouyang encouraged the introduction of new technologies in internal medicine and strongly supported doctors to go out for further education. We also support inviting experts to come to the hospital. The three deputy directors competed one by one to invite people for consultation.
Conservative treatment for gastric varices caused by liver cirrhosis is no longer effective. Zhao Cheng, the most senior deputy director, is going to hire an expert to do a gastroscopy and cerclage. There is an old expert in the provincial hospital who is said to be of very high standard. After he reported it to Ouyang and agreed, he started contacting people.
This expert from the Provincial Academy has retired for more than five years. After arriving at the department, Zhang Fan shook his head secretly as soon as he saw it. He was trembling when he walked. Can he do the surgery? Zhao Cheng also wanted to show that he was senior and knew many people. Unexpectedly, the old man was too old.
The people have already arrived, but Zhao Cheng is also unable to get off his horse. The other two deputy directors were just waiting to see the joke!
Lao Hu advised Zhao Cheng to have a consultation and pay some consultation fees for a ward check, and not to enter the gastroscopy room. Can this old man do anything like this? It would be dangerous if something happened, but Zhao Cheng wouldn't listen. Grit your teeth and get up.
There was nothing he could do. Although the patient's case belonged to Lao Hu, it was directly managed by the superior doctor, so there was nothing he could do about it. That's how it is in the workplace. If the patient is a family member of Lao Hu, that's another story.
Zhao Cheng hired a surgeon to help monitor him so that if something went wrong, he would be protected.
Zhao Quanping, the director of general surgery, came with his apprentice. It happens to be the weekend, and our experts usually go to other places for clinic visits. Old Zhao shook his head when he saw this posture, but he had no right to stop the internal medicine department.
"Wait a minute, if we go on stage, you have to leave too. This is really nonsense. It would be strange if nothing happens." Old Zhao whispered to Zhang Fan who was standing next to him.
"OK."
The old man is proficient in his skills, and proficiency is proficiency, but he is old after all. Although the consultation fee is a lot, it is not enough to get it.
It won't work if the mirror enters the esophagus. When he was far away, the old man's hands were shaking so much that he couldn't see clearly, and he was bleeding heavily. Although Zhang Fan's Department of Internal Medicine was not open, cerclage can be considered a treatment method in general surgery, but it was used by the Department of Gastroenterology.
Zhang Fan shook his head secretly: "You didn't even suck up the blood, and you didn't have a clear vision before you started cercling. Can you be more reliable?" With blood all over his field of vision, the old man circled a few times with trembling hands. Mother! Blind tie!
Zhao Quanping said to the general surgery doctor: "Get ready for the operation." After saying that, he shook his head and went out.
Before leaving the endoscopy room, the patient went into shock and lost too much blood. "Octreotide, blood transfusion" Zhao Cheng was anxious now. Within ten minutes, a few vials of octreotide and several hundred cc of blood were transfused, and the money began to be consumed like water.
"Let's go into the operating room. This conservative treatment is useless." Director Zhao Quanping said.
During the conversation and signing, the family members were frightened and confused. They agreed that experts would do it, but the result was like this. The shock was corrected, but the bleeding continued.
In the operating room, Zhao Quanping is the surgeon, with Zhang Fan as an assistant. "The internal medicine department is really brave. This person is still young. If he were older, he would have died in the gastroscopy room today."
"Hey!" Zhang Fan was also helpless.
The surgery was not minor, including venous shunting and splenectomy. More than two hours later, the operation was performed. Zhang Fan returned to the department, and there was a strange atmosphere in the department. Lao Hu is not here.
Zhang Fan asked another doctor who was transferred to another department: "Where is Dr. Hu?"
She turned to look at the others and quietly said to Zhang Fan: "The dean was called away. Director Zhao was also called away."
Just when Zhang Fan was undergoing surgery, someone had already called the dean. Ouyang was so angry that he called Zhao Cheng and Lao Hu directly to the dean's office.
