On Sunday morning, Zhang Fan got up early and had breakfast with Ma Yichen in the hotel. The breakfast in the star hotel is actually buffet style.
There was a lot of delicious food, but unfortunately Zhang Fan didn't dare to eat or drink anything because he had to undergo surgery, not even milk or steamed buns.
I just drank some millet porridge, ate some diaphragms, and wanted to eat some hot steamed buns, but they didn’t have any!
After surgery, I am afraid of eating something unclean. If my stomach feels uncomfortable at the critical moment, there will be a big problem.
Therefore, surgeons pay great attention to this point. I would rather not eat than cause an accident in the operation because of my relationship.
Ward rounds, unshakable pre-operative ward rounds. Mr. Wang's father is quite open-minded. His son has a successful career and a family full of children and grandchildren, so there is nothing to worry about.
When Zhang Fan entered the ward, the old man was still mumbling: "I'm old, I'm old, I'm going to get stabbed again, or else I won't do it. Huzi, or we won't do it. Even if dad leaves now, it will be considered a happy funeral. It’s totally impossible to catch one.”
When Zhang Fan didn't come in, they were the only two people in the ward. The old man felt that his illness was not a clean one, and he was afraid of passing it on to his grandchildren, so he refused to let his eldest grandchildren come to the hospital.
No matter how big a company he is outside, Mr. Wang is still his son, a filial son.
"Dad, the operation is very simple. Experts have already performed many operations in the affiliated hospital. Everyone who had the operation last week has been discharged from the hospital. You can just have the operation with peace of mind."
Mr. Wang slowly massaged his father's slightly swollen calf. Tumor is a wasting disease, also known as cachexia. The old man is almost emaciated into a skeleton.
"My life is considered complete. Huzi, I know that my disease is caused by drinking when I was young.
In the future, you should also pay attention. If you can't help it, then don't drink it. Look, you will have gray hair. You are not young anymore, you need to know how to cherish yourself. "
As the old man spoke, he slowly stretched out his hand, and Mr. Wang quickly leaned his head over. It has been many years since my son grew up, and I have never touched his head like this again.
"Dad, it's going to be fine, don't worry, it's going to be fine!" The old man's words were like explaining the funeral arrangements, and suddenly Mr. Wang couldn't stop his tears from flowing.
"Haha, I know, I know! I know! Stop crying, the doctor is here." At this time, Zhang Fan entered the room. Seeing this scene, the director of the Hepatobiliary Department hurriedly asked the other doctors to go out.
"Zhang Yuan!" Mr. Wang, with tears streaming down his face, stood up and greeted Zhang Fan.
"Haha, old man, the surgery is not serious, so there is nothing to worry about. I have done many surgeries even though I am older than you, and I still do boxing and walking after the surgery." Zhang Fan nodded to Mr. Wang and then said to the old man.
"Dean Zhang, I heard that you are from Chasu City Hospital, fellow! I will leave my old man to the little fellow, I don't worry! Just go ahead and do it." The old man smiled and took Zhang Fan's hand.
"Okay, don't worry." Zhang Fan looked at the old man's mental state, and after doing the last physical examination, he said to Director Li of the Hepatobiliary Department: "The physical signs are all stable, let's go into the operating room."
"Okay." Director Li nodded and hurried to notify the nurse who picked up the patient.
Mr. Wang held his father's hand and accompanied the old man step by step to the door of the operating room. "Dad! I'm waiting for you at the door." Just like he greeted his father after coming home from school, he shouted with tears.
"Well!" There is no strong voice like before, only endless weakness and aging.
The old man turned his head hard and looked at the child who was far away. Lying on the flat car, he weakly raised his bony arms and waved to the child.
As the door of the operating room closed, Mr. Wang squatted at the door of the operating room, unable to stop crying. He was as helpless as a child despite his worth.
When the operation started, Zhang Fan treated everyone equally whether he had money or not. When he entered the operating room, put on the surgical gown, and picked up the scalpel, Zhang Fan only saw disease, not dignity.
This is the minimum professional quality of a doctor. "The patient's protein is a little low, so I'll put in the plasma once the surgery starts."
Zhang Fan said to the traveling nurse while holding an alcohol cotton ball and doing the final step of skin disinfection.
Mr. Wang gave the order in the morning and did not let his subordinates come down. He wanted to send his father to the operating table quietly. Now that his father entered the operating room, he released his emotions wantonly and became Mr. Wang again.
Inform the secretary that some senior officials can come to the hospital. After all, this is a human society. Then he asked his wife to bring the child to the hospital.
When the patient is older, the surgery can no longer be thought about how to improve it, it must be done quickly.
Zhang Fan didn't say much, with the knife in his hand and the world in his chest. The liver was cut open bit by bit under the sharp tip of the knife, like blood tofu.
Diseases, in the most authoritative human disease classification manual released by the WHO twenty years ago, there were only more than 15,000 diseases listed at that time.
Now, more than 50,000 diseases have been recorded and named, and there are still many undiagnosable and unnameable diseases, such as neurosis and many other vague diseases.
This is not because there are more diseases, but because medical technology has become more developed. Technology relies on the exploration and research of generations of doctors, just like Zhang Fan deliberately cultivated Ma Yichen.
Ma Yichen also strives for success. When he is undergoing surgery, he actively performs the surgery. When he is not undergoing surgery, he actively observes and tries to figure it out. This effort will slowly ferment under the medium of time and will eventually produce fine wine.
Outside the operating room, it has become a venue for Dahua. Even the government sent condolences to the hospital.
"Why didn't the boss take his old father to the mainland?" Two Dahua executives chatted quietly in the corner from a distance.
"It is said that we hired a master, who is very powerful, and he is our frontier doctor."
"Really? What's it called?"
"Zhang Fan! You are quite young."
Zhang Fan conquered the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department of the affiliated hospital. After this operation, his fame completely spread in the bird market.
"Look for Zhang Fan for liver disease. Dahua CEO's father was operated on by others. How can you be more expensive than others?"
"Dr. Zhang Fan from Chasu is so amazing. It is said that all the leaders in the province come to see him!"
"Zhang Fan, I know. He came from the capital. He seemed to have offended some big boss and was sent to the frontier. However, the surgery is quite powerful. His skills are astonishing!"
Although it is a rumor. However, Zhang Fan suddenly became famous in the bird market and on the border.
After the operation on Mr. Wang’s father was completed in the morning, another operation was performed immediately afterwards. If it weren’t for the system, I really wouldn’t have been able to survive the continuous surgeries.
After the operation, Zhang Fan told the director of the Fifth Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery: "You must take good care and let the doctor in charge of the bed worry about it. Don't rush to take acid-suppressing drugs. The surgical damage is very serious, so you must not be careless, especially the protein." , if that doesn’t work, try diuresis actively after injecting protein.
Antibiotics and energy liquids must be carefully calculated. After surgery, the patient must be sent to the SICU (Surgical Intensive Care Unit) to ensure that the patient's breathing and circulation are stable before leaving. "
"Okay, don't worry."
Zhang Fan took the trouble to explain every operation. When it comes to human life, you cannot be too careful.
President Wang's father underwent surgery, and the directors of the affiliated hospitals showed up. There was a huge crowd at the entrance of SICU.
As Zhang Fan underwent surgery, he entered the SICU to check on the post-operative patients. After leaving the SICU, Mr. Wang held Zhang Fan's hand and refused to let go.
"Thank you, thank you. Thank you so much!" The SICU doctor had already told Mr. Wang that his father's vital signs were very stable, and his heart dropped to his throat.
"You're welcome." Zhang Fan looked tired, but he was still proud. The gratitude of the patient's family would definitely satisfy Zhang Fan more than the money in a handbag.
This is the sense of accomplishment. The doctor, on the verge of death, wields his blade to snatch the critically ill patient back into the world from the hands of death. A sincere thank you from his family is the greatest compliment to him.
"Haha, Zhang Yuan, come to our hospital. If you are willing, I will tell the provincial leaders that you will always be the dean of surgery." The dean of the affiliated hospital said to Zhang Fan with a smile.
"Haha, let's talk, let's talk. Leaders, I have to catch a plane, otherwise..." Zhang Fan changed the topic with a smile.
Just listen to this matter, don't take it seriously, Chasu City Hospital, even if you are an assistant, Ouyang has to run around.
Is it such a simple thing to be the president of a hospital that is one of the best in the province, even as the vice president?
"How can I leave today? I can't leave today. I'll say hello to Dean Ouyang and Zhang Yuan. I'll come back tomorrow. I must thank you very much."
Mr. Wang refused.
"After the old man is discharged from the hospital, you still have to worry about it. If you don't rush, you will have a long time to come." Zhang Fan refused with a smile.
Surrounded by a group of people, Zhang Fan rushed to the airport in Bird City in a Volkswagen car with subtitles. Zhang Fan and Ma Yichen looked frightened when they came, but when they went back, they were not scared anymore.
It wasn't that the plane got bigger, but that the two fell asleep as soon as they got on the plane. About forty minutes later, when Zhang Fan opened his eyes, the plane had landed.
In the past, Zhang Fan went to the countryside to perform acupuncture. Although the number of surgeries was not small, they were all minor surgeries. They were not very tiring and the income was good.
A visit to the bird market now costs at least 20,000 yuan. Income has increased significantly. A trip to the bird market can be as much as a month's income from going to the countryside.
"This five hundred is considered overtime pay. You can take it." When Zhang Fan and Ma Yichen separated, Zhang Fan took the money and handed it to Ma Yichen.
"Zhang Yuan, aren't you looking down on me? It's my great blessing that you can take me with you. I have to know what's going on. If you give me money, I won't follow you anymore! And my old man is doing business. Yes, the conditions at home are also good.”
The young man was quite happy to talk about it. "Okay, are you tired? Can you eat well?"
"I'm not tired, I can get another one now!" Upon hearing this, Ma Yichen almost jumped up with joy. What Zhang Yuan meant was to accept him.
"Haha, that's good, go home quickly! My family is probably still waiting. Send me a message when you get home."
"Okay, Zhang Yuan, I'm leaving."
Zhang Fan watched the young man take a taxi and leave, then turned around and entered the community. "The young man is not bad. He has a solid foundation and a stable mind. He is a promising young man." Zhang Fan thought to himself.
Just as he took out the key to open the door, Shao Hua heard Zhang Fan's footsteps coming back and opened the door.
"Officer Zhu and Director Lu are here." Shao Hua said to Zhang Fan after taking Zhang Fan's backpack.
"Hey! Rare guest, sit down quickly, sit down quickly, you are a national treasure now, you must take good care of it!" After Zhang Fan entered the door, he saw Lu Renjia and Zhu Bing, who were already a little pregnant, stood up, and said hurriedly.
"Zhang Yuan, you are getting busier and busier now. And your reputation is getting bigger and bigger. My classmates in Bird City are all asking about you." Lu Renjia said to Zhang Fan with a smile.
"Haha, I'm so proud. You guys sit down first, and I'll wash my face first."
Zhang Fan quickly washed his face. Because they were friends of Zhang Fan and Shao Hua, the two old men also went out under the guise of dancing and playing chess.
"How's it going? Are you having a serious pregnancy reaction? You look good." Zhang Fan came out of the bathroom and said to the two of them with a smile.
Zhang Fan and them are life and death friends. They have a very good relationship and talk relatively casually.
"I think Jiajia is a little fat." Shao Hua said while pouring water for Zhang Fan.
"I'm getting fat. I'm almost worried to death." After saying that, he said angrily to Zhu Bing beside him: "You are talking!"
"Haha, I'm here to invite you two. Next Wednesday, Jiajia and I are going to have a wedding. You two must come to attend."
"Of course. I'm Jiajia's bridesmaid. There won't be any big red envelopes when the time comes. Let's see how I deal with you." Shao Hua had known about their marriage for a long time, but Zhang Fan was too busy recently and didn't say anything.
"Really! Congratulations, double happiness! Haha!"
"Huazi, look at your Zhang Yuan." Lu Renjia was a little shy.
Although the girl felt very happy to be married to her son, she was still a little bit embarrassed.
"You must make time to come on Wednesday. If you weren't too young, I would have let you be our witness." Zhu Bing looked happy.
It's not easy for the two of them to come together. Zhu Bing shamelessly stalked her all the way. He was about to give up, but in the end, he saved the beauty and almost lost his own life.
Lu Renjia didn't let him down either. Despite the pressure from her family, she turned raw rice into cooked rice. In this regard, she is a fierce woman from the northwest who dares to love and hate.
"Okay, I'll go and ask for leave from the dean in advance." The four of them chatted for a while, and because Lu Renjia couldn't sit still for too long, they went home with Zhu Bing.
"They are so happy! They are about to get married." Shao Hua hugged Zhang Fan and looked at the two leaving with envy.
"It's fast, we're fast too! Haha!"
"Silly!"
"Who is stupid? I am not stupid."
"don't want!"
After sending Zhu Bing and his wife away, Shao Hua lay on Zhang Fan again, getting tired of each other, "What gifts should we give to them?"
"Pull a bigger red envelope?" Zhang Fan felt that there was something gentle and gentle about Shao Hua, a feeling that single Wang Wangwang didn't understand.
"It's not necessary, but I still need to give him a more commemorative gift." Shao Hua slapped Zhang Fan's hand away.
