Chapter 875

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

On the way to the meal, Fang Ziye and the others were quite firm, none of them drinking.

Liu Haihua's face was already flushed red at this moment. He raised his wine glass and said apologetically, "Director Dou, Director Qiu, my teachers are here today, and I'm quite happy. They have tasks on hand, so let me toast you all with another cup."

Fang Ziye didn't stop him, eating dishes while saying, "Liu Haihua, you must control your own amount; whatever you do, don't make a fool of yourself."

Director Dou Liehong was in a bad mood right now. Liu Haihua was going all out to block drinks for Fang Ziye and the others, appearing to drink with a flushed face and an open heart, but it was no good thing.

People who read books are more shrewd when making complaints.

"Haihua, Qiu Hua, I think it's about time. The real business is Professor Fang's case report later; we can't delay it."

"Haihua, you should also control your amount. You are the closest to Professor Fang and the others. If you collapse, how will we report the cases?" Director Dou Liehong said with a smile, soothing him.

Hearing this, Liu Haihua rubbed the scalp on his forehead and returned to being honest and obedient: "Director Dou, then I won't drink first; I'll drink with you all at night."

Director Dou Liehong really wanted to slap Liu Haihua in the face, but after all, the situation didn't allow it.

Actually, Liu Haihua wasn't wrong. This was their daily routine. Since Liu Haihua came to the hospital, basically every day he was being taken around here and there by Qiu Hua of the Trauma Surgery Department.

Although part of the meaning was to value Liu Haihua, the reality that he was only being fed alcohol every day lay here.

Lan Tianluo casually reminded him: "Haihua, if you keep practicing like this, your drinking capacity will surely increase greatly. Then, during this year's Teachers' Day, at Teacher Deng's place, I estimate you can clear the level."

Liu Haihua was already half-drunk and half-awake, smiling: "Professor Lan, my drinking capacity still can't clear the level."

Fang Ziye still didn't speak, continuing to eat and drink, directly pulling the topic: "Director Qiu, for your hospital, what surgery do you do the most usually? Is it also fractures?"

"I went to Enshi Central Hospital before; the fracture cases there are relatively many."

Qiu Hua naturally saw the calm emotions of Fang Ziye and the others, but couldn't find a suitable opportunity to explain.

Liu Haihua's complaint technique was very subtle; not a single word said anything bad about the department, every sentence was sincere, but once all this was assembled, Qiu Hua was truly trembling with fear.

Just now, what Lan Tianluo said was right: don't look at the monk's face but at the Buddha's face. Liu Haihua is Teacher Deng Yong's student; how could you treat him like this?

"......"

After the meal ended, Qiu Hua took the opportunity to pull Liu Haihua to one side.

Under the hot wind brushing his face, Liu Haihua was sweating all over his neck. Qiu Hua patted Liu Haihua's shoulder: "Haihua, if you don't want to come out in the future, remember to say a word."

"Although technical learning in the department is ladder-shaped, your foundation is not bad. By then, I will instruct others to give you more opportunities."

At this moment, Liu Haihua felt his stomach churning, but he endured it, his nostrils flaring: "No, no, Director Qiu. I am very grateful to you for often taking me out to see the world."

"I didn't accumulate much experience before, and I have mastered very few surgical techniques. Although I have some theory, it is not systematic enough. Plus, what I accumulated are all basic skills, with very few areas of application! ~"

"I still need Director Qiu to give me more guidance."

Liu Haihua's tone was sincere.

Qiu Hua's heart was even tighter: "Teaching is what should be done, Liu Haihua. Our place is a prefecture-level city hospital, not comparable to the Zhongnan Hospital you were at before."

"Our learning here follows this order. So..."

"I can understand, Director Qiu. Take it slow." Liu Haihua's tone was still sincere, his face honest and obedient.

He regretted it deeply in his heart. He regretted not working harder back then, so he no longer had the chance to follow Teacher Deng Yong to learn techniques. Now, to have such a clinical operating opportunity, he had to queue up.

In a prefecture-level city hospital, interpersonal relationships are complex. Basically, everyone has more or less some connections.

These people had long since worked their connections thoroughly. Once the department had surgeries within their capability, they were given priority.

As for Liu Haihua, he could only endure it, waiting until others got tired of doing it and hoped to do the next round of techniques, and then it would be Liu Haihua's turn to learn.

Liu Haihua is Teacher Deng Yong's master's student, Teacher Deng's student, but the county official is not as good as the current manager.

Finding the village secretary is useless, but finding the security captain is useful. It's not just a joke on the internet...

"I..." Qiu Hua's scalp went numb. He even felt it was not good to scold Liu Haihua.

This was the result of him brainwashing Liu Haihua. Liu Haihua had also become what he expected, but Liu Haihua was so 'obsessed,' and moreover, was seen by 'Senior Brothers' like Fang Ziye.

Qiu Hua could think of the consequences his hospital would encounter in the future.

Whether to attend the provincial academic conference next time, Qiu Hua was already weighing it at this moment. Obviously, Fang Ziye and the others' impression of Liu Haihua was also quite profound...

In the doctor's office of the hospital's Trauma Surgery Department, desks were arranged in rows, and in front hung a red banner with white characters, inscribed: "Welcome Professor Fang to our department for guidance"!

Two rows of doctors and nurses from the department sat on both sides of the desks. Fang Ziye, Lan Tianluo, and others sat beside Director Qiu Hua in the 'deputy chief' position, listening carefully to the details of Liu Haihua's case report.

Qiu Hua turned sideways at this moment: "Lin Longsheng, go urge them again. Why hasn't that 3D printed prosthesis come out yet? The case report here is almost finished! ~"

Lin Longsheng stood up and went out, calling again to urge them.

Liu Haihua reported the medical record very seriously, in an orderly manner. The PPT he made was also very standard, the simplified format customary for Zhongnan Hospital's group meetings and exchange conferences.

There was not too much flashy content, only short sentences and short phrases for decoration.

It was probably around 2:40 in the afternoon. After Liu Haihua finished reporting, Jie Han asked: "Director Qiu, you should have performed a second surgery on this case, right?"

"Looking at the patient's external local scars, they don't look like a single surgery scar after mangled extremity injury."

"A single surgery scar is generally harder and won't soften like this scar."

Qiu Hua nodded and smiled awkwardly: "Professor Jie, you are indeed discerning. This patient actually had local blood circulation problems on the second day after surgery."

"So we immediately opened it up again and performed blood circulation reconstruction. During the surgery, we confirmed that the surface blood circulation was smooth, but didn't expect the internal blood circulation to have problems instead."

"Will this affect the evaluation of the several professors?"

"This surgical history was not deliberately concealed by us. Because in our view, blood circulation reconstruction after the initial surgery should also be classified as part of the first-stage surgery."

"After this, no second surgery was performed again."

Jie Han nodded and then shook his head slightly: "It doesn't affect the final evaluation. It just feels like a strange coincidence."

"If this patient's blood vessel structure was originally like this, then he should have had symptoms before."

"But just now when Liu Haihua was presenting the case, he said the patient previously had no accompanying symptoms."

"If it was a secondary intervention, then that makes sense."

Qiu Hua laughed foolishly: "Made several professors laugh at us, becoming a typical negative teaching material."

"Given the current situation, none of us dare move easily anymore."

"That's why I had Lin Longsheng call several professors, hoping you can come down to help us treat this difficult case."

Encountering poor postoperative prognosis at a prefecture-level city hospital, recommending the patient go to the provincial capital hospital is one option, and inviting senior professors down for consultation is also a common choice.

Fang Ziye tilted his head and said: "Actually it's not difficult to handle, it's just that this shape is very rare; we'll see later whether the vascular 3D model needs to be completely remade."

"If the model isn't good, Tian Luo, you go to the imaging department and collect the original imaging data, and we'll take it back to make."