When taking two elderly people for a physical examination, Zhang Fan didn't need to say anything. There were so many enthusiastic colleagues who came to help. Zhang Fan was very polite, and Shao Hua's parents were even more polite.
They know why people are polite. So from entering the hospital to leaving the hospital, I followed Zhang Fan and did whatever he was told without saying much. Although the two old men were also quite surprised: Isn't the city hospital busy? Why are there so many female doctors?
Wherever the rumors and gossip came from, they disappeared when Zhang Fan showed up with Shao Hua's parents.
It can also be seen from the rumors that Zhang Fanzhen has now become a figure, a very important figure in Chasu City Hospital, otherwise who would care.
Life is like this. If you are poor in the busy city, no one cares about you, but if you are rich in the mountains, you have distant relatives. After Zhang Fan solved this boring farce, he continued to work hard.
He couldn't help but be curious. The new systematic subject was so tempting that he couldn't help but be curious. If you want to find out the next secret, you have no choice but to do it without it.
In general surgery, the young doctor was inspired by Zhang Fan and felt pain and joy. He performed many surgeries and even performed surgeries with Zhang Fan. As long as he was willing to work hard, he would have the opportunity to learn from Zhang Fan. However, the intensity was too great.
After going to work in the early morning, Zhang Fan went into the operating room. He also performed elective surgeries and emergency surgeries. As long as they were general surgeries, he performed them all. The surgeries that could have been scheduled for the next day were also given by Zhang Fan's condition. , and it was done on the same day. It is rare that the beds in the general surgery department are vacant.
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Two units,
three sets,
After eight operations, when the scorching sun turned into a crescent moon, Zhang Fan was still in the operating room. The love affair has subsided, and the hospital leadership team can no longer interfere with Zhang Fan.
one day,
two days,
three days,
Almost more than 16 hours of high-intensity work every day was so thorough that the general surgeon admired Zhang Fan even more.
There are four operating rooms in the general surgery department, and Zhang Fan occupies one. He has three teams of assistants working with him. Although Lao Zhao didn't know what Zhang Fan wanted to do and why he was so arrogant and had doubts in his mind, he fully supported it.
High-intensity surgeries also allow young doctors to make rapid progress. In fact, people are like this. When you spend time on one thing seriously, time will never let you down.
"Why do you think Zhang Yuan is so arrogant? Is he interested in our position as a resident doctor and insists on killing a few of us before he gives up?"
Several of the doctors who worked as Zhang Fan's assistants were finally rotated out. The two young doctors who had performed the surgery were lying in the dressing room chatting.
"It turns out that I just know that single people are not to be messed with. For example, I read a book at Qidian. If the author ridiculed me, I would threaten him with a vote.
But now I finally know that a girlfriend who is not beautiful is even more untouchable! "
Another doctor said with emotion.
"What? Have you seen Zhang Yuan's girlfriend?" Another one quickly got up and asked curiously.
"I can't even imagine that if she was beautiful, could she still torture us like this?"
"Right!"
Men are like this, they cannot do without women.
But there are also people who are capable, such as Ma Yichen. He is enduring, gritting his teeth, and he always has a place in the three teams.
However, the young man was almost able to persevere to the extreme. He didn't even go home or go back to the dormitory after the operation. He went to sleep directly in the duty room of the operating room. He could fall asleep just lying down.
"Thirty operations have been performed. With another thirty operations, the pit of general surgery will finally come out."
After Zhang Fan came out of the system silently, he fell into a deep sleep without even using it for three seconds. Isn't he tired? He was tired, so tired.
"Today, leave all appendices, gallbladders, and hernias to me!" Zhang Fan called Lao Zhao at five o'clock in the morning and said.
"Okay!" Although he was surprised, Lao Zhao agreed without any hesitation.
When they got to work early in the morning, several other deputy directors learned the news and looked at each other and exchanged glances. They were all brothers. They had a tacit understanding after being together almost every day for more than ten years.
"What is this guy going to do?"
"Who wants to know!"
"Do you want to dominate the appendix world?"
After entering the operating room at five o'clock in the morning, Zhang Fan unconsciously let go of his speed. Normally, he would not deliberately pursue speed during surgery.
However, there seems to be a sense of urgency today. He occupied both operating rooms, one for preparation and the other for surgery.
Preparations for anesthesia are being made here, and when the other side is almost finished, someone will be notified: the anesthesia has begun.
Slowly, slowly, one, then two. When the eighth operation was completed, the anesthetist, instrument nurse, and general surgeon assistants in the operating room were inadvertently moved by Zhang Fan.
Everyone seemed to be influenced by Zhang Fan to pursue something. There were no more people chatting in the operating room, they were all holding on silently.
Hold on!
At noon, "Yuan Zhang, the canteen is here to deliver food." The head nurse looked at Zhang Fan worriedly. Since morning, Zhang Fan hasn't even drank a sip of water.
"You guys take turns to eat. I won't eat. Open a bottle of glucose worth 500 for me!"
"Zhang Yuan, take a bite. Drinking glucose on an empty stomach is not good for your stomach." In the operating room, only the head nurse dared to say this.
"It's okay! Open it." Zhang Fan didn't look back, he didn't stop with his hands, and he gritted his teeth and persisted.
He knows that in terms of surgical talent, he is just the best. If there is no system, he...
But the system will also slowly breed inertia in him, erasing his only advantage.
Although he is no longer worried about the system suddenly disappearing, he cannot and does not want to lose this opportunity.
Therefore, Zhang Fan used his only advantage, which was his liver, and he wanted to seize this opportunity, just like a drowning person, he must seize this opportunity.
"I won't eat either. Head nurse, please prescribe a bottle of glucose for me!" Ma Yichen also imitated Zhang Fan.
"You little brat, why are you joining in the fun? Go and eat!" the head nurse said to Ma Yichen angrily.
She dared to persuade Zhang Fan, but she didn't dare to say it. However, she was still powerful against other people. The tigress in the operating room doesn't scream for nothing.
"Fifteen operations have been performed!" In the administrative building after work, Ouyang was listening to the report from the director of the medical department.
"What is he going to do? Why is he so willful that he is risking his life? Humans are not machines. Even machines have time to rest. What is he going to do?"
Ouyang was a little angry. The old lady originally wanted to go home and watch a TV series, but when she heard that Zhang Fan was struggling, she stopped leaving, stopped watching the TV series, and sat in the dean's office.
"Perhaps Zhang Yuan is pursuing something, trying to surpass something. He told Director Zhao Quanping of the General Surgery Department this morning that he today..."
The director of the medical department looked at Ouyang's face and said thoughtfully.
If a person can reach a certain place, we should not only look at his shortcomings, but also look at his strengths.
The director of the Medical Department was Lao Huang's confidant during Lao Huang's era. When Ouyang came to power and even the secretary was marginalized, he was still Ouyang's confidant.
Do you just rely on flattery?
"I want to hear what he wants to pursue today. Go watch and ask him to come to me after he leaves the operating room! I want to see what he says to me. He is so uncaring..."
Ouyang did not finish speaking, but frowned as if he had thought of something.
In fact, she thought of the era of simplicity and the era of catching up with Europe and the United States.
"Twenty surgeries!" When Zhang Fan had performed twenty surgeries, not only Ouyang, but also other doctors and nurses in other departments began to pay attention.
"Doing twenty surgeries in a day is so awesome. He can become Zhang Yuan. Not to mention other things, his hard work is beyond the reach of ordinary people."
Some people are also thinking, "It's already Zhang Yuan, so why are you so desperate? Are you interested in the old lady's position? Oh my god, it's terrible!"
In other departments, everyone was also talking about it.
To put it bluntly, there are too many Chinese people. To be honest, there will always be an endless supply of surgeries in tertiary and first-level hospitals.
As long as you want to do it and you are qualified to do it, no one will accuse you of doing too much, but they will be afraid that you will not do it.
However, twenty surgeries were performed in one day. Although they were all undesirable appendix, gallbladder, and hernia surgeries, even standing for twenty hours was not something that ordinary people could do.
When Zhang Fan's surgical skills improved in a short period of time, no one was actually surprised. There are too many geniuses in the world, especially in the technical industry. There are really too many geniuses and freaks.
But today, everyone was shocked. With such hard work and riskless efforts to remove the liver, Zhang Fan really convinced the doctors at the city hospital.
Because he has done things that others can do but are unwilling to do, he is even more convincing and admirable.
At 20 o'clock in the evening, "Twenty-five operations have been performed! Dean, please take a bite of food!"
The director of the medical department stood in front of Ouyang holding a lunch box.
"I have no appetite. Put it down. Stop standing. Pull up a chair and sit down. You are not young anymore!" Ouyang couldn't even get angry at this time.
"What am I doing? Zhang Yuan has been standing there for almost 20 hours. Why don't you go and try to persuade me?"
"How is he in good spirits? Can the safety of the patient's surgery be guaranteed?"
"I'm very excited. I went to see it in person. I'm very excited. The surgery was beautiful from beginning to end! All the directors of general surgery were watching outside."
"Almost 20 hours! 20 hours! How are his assistants?"
"All the general surgeons have been rotated on stage, and the doctor who has been on stage the most, Ma Yichen, has collapsed.
Let him rest, but he won't go back, just waiting outside the operating room! and……"
"And what?" Ouyang glanced at the director of the medical department who was hesitant to speak.
"Furthermore, the surgeons are all like chicken blood. They are not divided into groups. Some of the senior and junior staff will be replaced by others. Even if they come down, they will not leave. They will just rest quietly. Waiting quietly."
"Haha! Is this a man's world?" Ouyang said thoughtfully, and then said: "But this is also nonsense!"
"Director, if the hospital could have a few more nonsensical doctors like Zhang Yuan, what would you have to worry about?"
"You!" Ouyang glanced at the director of the medical office with a slight smile, and then said: "Go and call all the senior surgeons and surgeons in the hospital to stand by!"
"what do you mean?"
"More than twenty hours..."
"OK!"
Outside the operating room, Ma Yichen was sore all over, lying on a chair with no feeling in his legs, looking through the glass of the automatic door at the young teacher who was still performing surgery inside.
"Why can't I stand down? Why can't I stand up?" He thought with a little regret.
Young people have the advantage that their blood is not yet cold.
Zhang Fan's system also quickly converted heat into ATP. Just like that, Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and insisted, "There are still five surgeries. I must complete them today. I must complete them."
Is there anyone urging me? No! Is there a time limit? No, but Zhang Fan just wanted to practice and give himself a challenge. He didn't want to make himself dependent.
He needs to bring out his strengths. He is fighting. He is fighting with himself. In fact, he is also fighting with the system.
Men, you have to be hard on yourself!
After twenty-eight operations, when the time entered 23:00 in the evening, Zhang Fan no longer felt tired, and his legs could no longer feel their existence.
No one tried to dissuade me. When the surgery entered the 20th stage, no one tried to dissuade me. Everyone in the operating room was willing to help and work hard.
Ouyang also came to the operating room. An hour ago, the old lady used the contacts accumulated from decades of practicing medicine and saving people to open the door of the largest and best restaurant in Chasu.
She didn't say much, "Make a few tables of easily digestible, warm, and palatable food and send them to the city hospital."
In the rest room of the operating room, "Eat, how can I accompany your Zhang Yuan to fool around without eating." The old lady treated these rough men in the surgery with a rare hard word but a soft face.
She didn't blame anyone and didn't try to stop it. If you want to go crazy, I'll go crazy with you. I want to see how crazy you can become.
How lucky is Zhang Fan to have such a leader, such a colleague, and such a partner.
His transcendence, his sublimation, without these helpers gobbling up his energy, he would not dare to think about it. The surgery cannot be done by one person.
"Dean, if you take care of this kind of food every day, we will do this every day!" An old surgeon who is about to retire said with a smile.
"You are not young anymore, why are you messing around with them? You still can't bear the food. If you can't do it, don't force it. I will ask 120 to take you home." Ouyang said to the old doctor with a smile.
"Haha, I can still persist. If I don't persist, I will have no chance. It's not in vain that I can accompany Zhang Yuan to go crazy..."
"Dean, you haven't eaten a bite from noon to evening, please eat some too!" The director of the medical office quietly held a bowl of millet and red date porridge.
"Okay, I'll eat some too, bastard, you're making me nervous." Looking at the group of gobbling foodies, Ouyang also gained an appetite, and since Zhang Fan became his assistant, this is the first time Ouyang has spoken out about his fault. .
The operating room of the hospital is brightly lit, all general surgery doctors are on duty, all nurses in the operating room are on standby, and in the conference room of the operating room, all senior doctors in the hospital are on standby.
Is there any honor? No, is there overtime pay? For thirty yuan, they didn't want anything else but to make fun of Zhang Yuan who was accompanying them.
Maybe these are the people in the medical system. However, the bigger the hospital, the less likely they are to have such enthusiasm.
When interests, power, and positions are mixed together, it also makes...
Twenty-nine surgeries have been performed. Is Zhang Fan tired? No, he no longer feels tired. He only feels excited. The general surgery experience bar in the system is almost full, and it’s the last surgery!
Ma Yichen came up after resting for two hours, and several doctors starting from the youngest came up.
The old guys couldn't stand anymore. They didn't know how long Zhang Fan could continue.
"Zhang Yuan, come here, let me wipe your face." The head nurse gently wiped Zhang Fan's oily face with gauze dipped in warm water.
When the warm gauze passed across Zhang Fan's face, the somewhat thick gauze lifted Zhang Fan's spirits again.
He was also encouraging himself, "Those who can travel a hundred miles are only half a mile. I can definitely do it!"
"What time is it?" Zhang Fan asked gently as the gauze wiped his face.
"It's 0 o'clock in half an hour."
"good."
Zhang Fan nodded, did not say much, but continued...
