Chapter 186: Rotation
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
For the next few days, Ling Ran did not carry out anymore surgeries.
Microsurgeries were really surgeries that took a lot of effort to perform. Although Energy Serums could only replenish Ling Ran’s physical strength and ntal energy, there was no way to replenish the expenditure in areas such as his concentration span.
The mont he started to rest, Ling Ran could not help but feel tired. Lu Wenbin and the others were naturally extrely happy. They quickly tried their best to finish up the dical records and other things that they did not manage to complete during the past few days. They then had ti to write their research papers and do so other things by working overti.
Ling Ran also sent his [The Key Points of the M-Tang Technique: Exploration of 368 Cases Using the M-Tang Technique] to the Chinese Journal of Hand Surgery. Since Professor Wang Haiyang paid so much attention to the research paper, and since he had connections with the journal itself, the publishers would get back to him soon.
As for [The Key Points of Chiropractic Manipulation for the Cervical Spine: Exploration of 450 Cases Using Spinal Back Manipulation], Ling Ran sent it to the core Chinese Manipulation and Rehabilitation dical Journal. When it ca to influence, the journal was much more inferior to the Chinese Journal of Hand Surgery. It was very hard to determine whether the paper would be cited in the future. It was a little disappointing.
Moreover, Su Jiafu’s research paper was published with Yu Yuan’s help. Su Jiafu and Ling Ran were the first authors, while Yu Yuan was the second author.
Since Ling Ran’s focus had shifted slightly, he simply alternated between the Ergency Departnt’s treatnt room and the resuscitation room for a period of ti to resuscitate a few patients with Doctor Zhou. Even though most of their efforts were successful, they still failed to save so people.
For Ling Ran, he did not need the system to give him resuscitation skills. Basic resuscitation skills like the insertion of the tracheostomy tube were not hard. One would beco relatively skilled after doing them a few tis.
Most importantly, unlike the operating theater, the Ergency Departnt did not demand perfection when it ca to one’s skills. During the process of resuscitation, many doctors could not guarantee that the application of their skills was accurate and precise, but when it ca to normal, minor injuries, it beca much easier for them to treat the patients.
Now that Ling Ran had ample experience in the operating theater, even though he was not completely at ease when faced with ergency surgeries, he still made very few mistakes. Ling Ran could also make the correct judgnts when he confronted the occasional internal dicine disease. He would either prescribe them so dicine, give them so injections and send them ho, or… call another doctor over.
While Ling Ran was basking in this relaxing atmosphere, a new clinical rotation began.
That morning, a row of twelve interns arrived at the main hall of the Ergency Departnt. They started work under the orders of young nurses who did not treat them with gentleness.
When Ling Ran—who did not need to rotate to a new departnt—arrived at work, the new interns were already cleaning up the place. Among them, the most proactive one was none other than Wang Zhuangyong.
Unlike the dical students who just began their internships, Wang Zhuangyong had already served in two different departnts, and possessed so understanding when it ca to the rules of survival in the hospital.
As a grunt of the supply line, Wang Zhuangyong slowly understood how important it was to work hard.
Of course, knowledge was one thing, and execution was another; Wang Zhuangyong did not have any exceptional skills. Like most of the interns, he was only a dical student who had studied for four years. All the young doctors in the departnt knew what he knew, and the senior doctors had even more detailed knowledge. The aces might have even participated in the composition of the teaching materials.
Under these circumstances, Wang Zhuangyong could only employ the lowliest strategy to show that he was an extrely hardworking person—cleaning up the place.
When he was in the dical Laboratory Departnt, Wang Zhuangyong did not really understand this principle. He only saw that two of the other interns were exceptionally hard-working. They ca to work early, went back late, were extrely favored by the doctors and managed to gain a lot of additional knowledge.
When he arrived at his second departnt, the Neurology Departnt, Wang Zhuangyong noticed that there were four dical interns who started coming to work early and went ho late. The cleaning of the wards was done by patient care assistants, and there were also people hired to mop the floors of the offices and other places. The areas that dical interns could clean were mainly the doctors’ on-call rooms, the surface of tables, the resource center, the eting rooms, and a few other places.
There were very few places available to clean, but plenty of people wanted to do it. Therefore, competition arose naturally.
When he was in the Neurology Departnt, Wang Zhuangyong had to wake up as early as possible every day to get more opportunities to clean the place up.
However, with so few tasks, and so many people doing them, no one was as lucky as the two dical interns Wang Zhuangyong saw during the first rotation. After entering the Ergency Departnt, Wang Zhuangyong beca even more proactive.
Even though six dical interns in total were now participating in this ‘battle to clean’, the Ergency Departnt was huge and had a vast surface area. This was why Wang Zhuangyong felt he still had a chance.
“Are you an intern?” A doctor spotted Wang Zhuangyong while he was hard at work.
Wang Zhuangyong was used to this kind of tone. He felt that dical interns were like seasonal laborers in the labor market, while doctors and nurses were like contractors. Seasonal laborers had to show their strength and flash their muscles, and strive hard to get spotted by the contractors.
The difference was that the contractors in the hospital did not pay their seasonal laborers after exploiting them. At most, they would treat the seasonal laborers to a al.
“I am an intern,” Wang Zhuangyong replied energetically.
“Co and lend a hand.” After the doctor got his hands on an able-bodied man, he turned and left. Wang Zhuangyong quickly followed him.
“Put on your white coat and perform ward rounds with . After that, we’ll do sothing else.” The doctor paused for a mont and said, “I’m Lu Wenbin. Just call Doctor Lu.”
“Alright, Doctor Lu.” When he spoke one-to-one with the doctor, Wang Zhuangyong sounded sweet and agreeable. Lu Wenbin arched an eyebrow before he frowned. He said nothing.
There were almost thirty patients in the ward, and the ward round took almost half an hour. When he t most of the patients whom he already knew well, Lu Wenbin only asked a question or two. Only the patients he placed emphasis on were given physical examinations and other tests.
The patients who filled up the ward had mostly been there for more than one or two weeks, and their conditions were basically stable. If it was another departnt, the administration might have already begun to discharge the patients. However, when it ca to finger replantations, the patients can only be said to have passed the critical stage after two weeks. The road to recovery for them was still long.
Wang Zhuangyong was pretty happy, though. It was already considered great for a dical intern to get to follow a doctor on his ward round. After all, eting patients in real life was much more interesting than reading up on theories in textbooks.
When Lu Wenbin saw that the new intern was still so cheerful after falling into his trap, he smiled happily as well, and said, “Let’s go, we are done with the ward round. Co with , we need to wash so things.”
As he spoke, he brought Wang Zhuangyong to a room and pointed at a basin of pig hooves on the table. “Wash all of them and pluck all their fur. There’s also half a basin of chicken feet. Wash them and trim the claws.”
When Wang Zhuangyong looked at the cooking ingredients, he asked, baffled, “What are the pig hooves for?”
“What can pig hooves be used for?” Lu Wenbin chuckled, not knowing what to say.
“For experints?” Wang Zhuangyong tried to guess.
Lu Wenbin’s eyes brightened and he humd vaguely.
“But what are the chicken feet for, then?” Wang Zhuangyong scratched his head again.
“You’ll know after staying in the departnt for a little longer. By the way, you can use a microscope when plucking the fur from the pig hooves.” Lu Wenbin did not have the heart to lie to this silly child. After spinning so tales and giving him a very difficult task, Lu Wenbin found an excuse and left.
When Lu Wenbin returned more than three hours later and saw that Wang Zhuangyong had washed the most important pig hooves, he could not help but be in an extrely good mood, and he lavished Wang Zhuangyong with praise.
At this mont, even though Wang Zhuangyong was already dizzy, he persisted and trimd the claws of each of the chicken feet into a curve. He then said inquiringly, “Doctor Lu, do you know Ling Ran? He’s also a dical intern from our university.”
Lu Wenbin’s eyelids twitched violently. “You know him?”
“More than that. We were dorm mates back in university.” Wang Zhuangyong held the nail clipper with the orchid gesture. He felt extrely tired.
Lu Wenbin’s entire body stiffened.
“Hey… you can… you can stop with cutting the claws now…” Lu Wenbin quickly solved the problem at hand. He felt that he had already broken out in cold sweat.
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