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284 Like a Lost Dog

"Old Liu, I think there are old patients on the other side of the institution building, and they seem to be making trouble." Lu Gang came to work. When he saw Director Liu, he immediately said, "There are a lot of family members of patients, some of whom are carrying hoes and pickaxes."

handle."

"Director Bai came to see me."

"What should we do?" Lu Gang asked.

All experienced clinicians know how troublesome this is.

"Cold salad." Director Liu said coldly.

"It's happening at home, and I think the trouble is going to be particularly big this time!" Lu Gang said in a low voice, with a slightly frightened look on his face.

He was good at diagnosis, but he was not good at dealing with patients' families. Seeing a group of patients' family members blocking the door of the institution building aggressively, Lu Gang had already panicked.

"We'll be on stage in a moment."

"!

!" Lu Gang was startled.

On stage? He didn't react. He looked at Director Liu blankly and pondered for a few seconds before he realized what the director meant.

Crazy! This is Lu Gang's only thought.

But then he thought about it, his hands were cold, what else could he do if he didn't go on stage? He probably wouldn't be able to do it even if he was on stage, he would be a dead horse.

It is said that the relationship between Director Liu and Director Bai is very strong, and now it turns out that it is really the case.

Director Liu is very careless and will run away early when encountering medical disputes. He does not get involved in these matters at all, but for Director Bai, he is willing to go all out.

Although Lu Gang thought so, he still subconsciously took two steps back, as if Director Liu was full of bad luck.

"I'll bring Ji Xiang and Doctor Zhao." Director Liu said, "Go find the table tennis balls and give me two."

"Table tennis? What for?" Lu Gang was surprised.

"Take a table tennis ball and plug up the fistula." Director Liu said angrily.

"..." Lu Gang was speechless.

He looked at Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe suspiciously, wondering what kind of ecstasy soup these two had given Director Liu.

"Lao Lu, go quickly." Director Liu said coldly, "The patient will come on stage immediately."

"Director Liu, is it true?"

"How about you come on!"

Lu Gang didn't dare to question, so he ran to the duty room to find a doctor who usually played table tennis to get what Director Liu needed.

After taking three table tennis balls, Lu just went out and met Mr. Wu. He quickly pulled Mr. Wu in.

"Xiao Wu, do you know that the patient with bladder fistula is here again?"

"I know." Mr. Wu said, "I just heard from the director that it was an old method, using native methods many years ago to solve the problem."

"Table tennis?" Lu Gang couldn't laugh or cry.

"Yes, Dr. Xiaoji told it once and said that it was during his internship..."

"Xiao Wu, I don't have the strength to speak now. Please tell the director that the operation cannot be performed." Lu Gang said with worry, "The office building has been blocked by hundreds of people. If something goes wrong during the operation, we will

I’m afraid the department won’t be able to open for half a year.”

"I think the surgical method Dr. Xiao Ji said is right." Mr. Wu grinned. "It is their problem to cure the disease and how the medical office handles it."

"What if it can't be cured? Director Liu must not be forced to jump off the building by them?"

"It can't be done. I listened to Dr. Xiao Ji explain the operation process and I think it can be done."

"Use table tennis balls for surgery? Did you work the night shift and your brain turned into a piece of wood?" Lu Gang hated it and knocked Mr. Wu on the head.

"Hehe." Mr. Wu didn't argue too much, "It doesn't matter what we said. Director Bai came to our ward early in the morning to talk to the director face to face. Even if he knew that the operation couldn't be done, he still had to do it.

"

"..." Lu Gang sighed.

But when he squeezed it in his hand, the feel of the table tennis ball made him particularly disgusted for the first time.

Isn’t it a joke to use table tennis balls for surgery?

"Don't worry, it's okay. It's okay." Mr. Wu saw that Lu Gang was worried and comforted him repeatedly.

"It's okay? Hey, it's okay." Lu Gang muttered and reluctantly gave the table tennis to Director Liu.

The handover ended hastily, and Director Liu brought Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe to the stage.

Other professors also knew that a patient who was extremely troublesome to treat today had to be treated with a table tennis ball. Although he wanted to see it, he had an operation on his hands, so he had to go and be busy first.

Only Lu Gang and Mr. Wu were fine, and they went to the operating room together.

"It's really unreliable, Xiao Wu." Lu Gang muttered under his breath, "Using ping pong balls for surgery is the biggest joke I have ever heard in my life."

"Tell me, if a table tennis player performs an operation, how should the operation record be written? If the medical record is sent to the Medical Commission, it will become irrational even if it is reasonable."

"It would be a disaster if reporters and the media knew about it. There are so many self-media nowadays, and everyone is writing all kinds of weird things. This is a good time to add material to others. Some hospitals stuff ping-pong balls into patients' bodies, etc.

The melon-eating masses are willing to see whether these are available or not.”

Lu Gang talked nonchalantly. Mr. Wu didn't say anything in the first few sentences, but he was a little bored listening to him talking endlessly.

"Director Lu, do you still remember the ureteral rupture a few days ago? At that time you... I didn't notice it anyway." Mr. Wu's words were harder than a stone, hitting Lu Gang directly in the throat.

"..."

Lu Gang was choked so much.

Mr. Wu said it politely, but he didn't notice the patient's ureteral rupture that day, and he seemed to have said some strange things at the time.

The situation seems a bit similar to today.

But, can it be the same? Lu Gang then thought about it.

"Xiao Wu, the ureter was broken that day, and there was still a 3-in-10,000 chance. But today, have you ever heard of anyone using a table tennis ball for surgery?"

Mr. Wu didn't want to listen to Lu Gang's nagging like Xianglin's wife, so he simply went to help the traveling nurse disinfect the table tennis balls.

Lu Gang sighed like a defeated dog.

The operation seemed nonsense to him, but he couldn't stop it. Lu Gang was very anxious.

After Tang Yan finished counting, she was startled when she saw three more yellow ping pong balls on the stage, "Xiaoji, what kind of magic are you trying to do?"

The patient was under continuous epidural anesthesia, so Tang Yan spoke very restrainedly.

"Repair the fistula." Ji Xiang was laying out the orders, and he said nonsense in a straightforward manner.

Tang Yante was curious. Although she had only been working for a short time, she had never seen a table tennis ball on the operating table.

What kind of trouble is this guy Ji Xiang going to make?

However, after having the experience of diagnosing patients infected with tetanus, Tang Yan was quite curious about surgery.

After Ji Xiang finished laying the sheets, Zhao Zhe stood directly under the operating table between the patient's legs.

Director Liu knew that a clinical veteran like Zhao Zhe would not do much. It would be good if he could do the job at hand well. As for surgery, it would still depend on a naive person like Ji Xiang.

"Xiao Ji, come here, I will be your assistant." Director Liu said, standing opposite Ji Xiang and taking the position of a assistant.

Ji Xiang was not polite and stretched out his hand to disinfect.

The incision was made from the middle of the abdomen to the pubic symphysis. After disinfection, Ji Xiang handed the forceps and iodophor gauze to Tang Yan, and then stretched out his hand.

"knife……"

Before Ji Xiang could say those words out of habit, the handle of the knife was clapped in his hand.

The cooperation seemed to be getting better and better, and Ji Xiang had a vague feeling of returning to the system operating room.


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