Great doctors start with pediatrics

Although there is still a lot of discussion outside.

However, discussing and paying attention to such matters doesn't have much meaning or value for doctors, except for helping them receive more patients.

Generally speaking, only chief physicians in large hospitals would market themselves as "internet celebrity doctors" to help their teams attract more patients.

But for a junior pediatric urologist and three resident physicians, discussions and hot topics are not what they need.

After this matter was resolved, the four people returned to the operating room, and the rest was left to the hospital administration.

Otherwise, what's the point of having administration?

However, after going out once, you need to wash your hands and disinfect again before going back in.

These procedures may not always be strictly followed in hospitals, but Jianghan District People's Hospital has always maintained strict requirements for them.

"Luo, your skills are really good."

In Zhang Lianren's eyes, Laurent was almost a monster.

He had witnessed the man insert three needles in ten seconds just now.

Speed, precision.

It could even be said that this technology would be a complete waste in pediatric urology.

Zhang Lianren believes that Director Zuo should at least send Laurent into the thoracic surgery operating room to learn, so as not to waste talent.

"Where did you study before? How did you learn so well?"

Zhang Lianren had studied for so long but never reached this level, which is why he was curious about where Luo Lang had learned it.

If he already had a renowned teacher, why isn't he studying abroad now, but instead following Director Zuo?

To be honest, he even felt that Director Zuo was not worthy of being Luo Lang's teacher.

What does a deputy director of a department count for? Does he deserve to be a teacher of geniuses?

Both the fat and thin students looked up, equally curious about the same question.

If Luo Lang can learn this skill, why can't I?

"I practiced on my own."

Luo Lang thought for a moment, and a memory came to mind. He said, "When I was little, the younger children in the orphanage often got injured, so I learned suturing from the orphanage's doctor. After I started school, I kept practicing so that I could treat them when I went back."

"..."

At the welfare home, younger siblings learn to sew.

Several keywords in the minds of the three people formed an amazing story.

An orphan born in a welfare home chose to become a medical student because of his childhood dream. While others complained about the difficult environment and tried to find ways to get ahead and rise in the ranks, he was diligently practicing his skills.

It's no wonder that they would appear in the pediatric surgery department, since the majority of children in children's welfare homes are orphans.

Thinking back to the show of force I just received.

Damn it!

The fat and thin students looked at Zhang Lianren, and Zhang Lianren wished he could slap himself too.

Laurent didn't think much about it; he simply told the original owner's story truthfully.

If he has the ability in the future, he wouldn't mind replacing the original owner and doing good deeds.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the operating room became heavy.

Everything changed as the child began to recover.

This time, a thin, small boy came.

The top of the tree is still a pleasing, lush green, clearly the color of life.

Having spent a long time in the hospital, Laurent had seen many people with red or black lights above their heads, so seeing people with green lights now truly brought him joy.

However, he also noticed just now that the green light above the little boy's head had faded a bit after he walked out of the surgery.

Perhaps it's the effect of the surgery. After all, surgery is supposed to be a way to treat people, but it can also cause harm to the body.

Laurent needs to observe further.

The skinny child walked in, looked around, and said, "My mom said, could I ask that handsome older brother to stitch me up later?"

"no."

Although Laurent's suturing skills were good, doctors wouldn't joke around with a child, so Zhang Lianren quickly declined: "I'll still suture you later."

"Then could we not have the older brother stitch up the main parts?" The skinny child looked to be less than ten years old, and his words lacked the "boldness" of the little boy from before.

"My mom said this will make me look prettier in the future."

Zhang Lianren looked at Laurent.

Laurent nodded: "If it's not too difficult, I can do it."

"it is good."

Zhang Lianren looked at the fat and thin classmates. After hearing Laurent's story, they no longer harbored much resentment.

He then looked at the little boy and said, "Okay, come on up."

Of course, it doesn't mean the little boy climbed up by himself; rather, the chubby classmate carried the little boy up.

The surgery proceeded smoothly as planned.

After all, it's not a difficult surgery. Zhang Lianren has performed countless surgeries like this. During holidays, he performs at least a dozen such surgeries every day, totaling at least three hundred per month.

In other words, every month, there will be 300 more heartbroken little boys on this one operating table.

Zhang Lianren's cuts were quick and precise, and he explained to the students at the same time: "Although I have already emphasized this, you must pay attention to leaving more space when cutting, especially the younger children need to be more careful."

Otherwise, it could very well affect their long-term development.

"Of course, if it's for adults, you don't need to be so conservative. Just ask about the length after the physiological response, control the size, and leave some room for adjustment."

"Oh, you should also mentally compare the length of the patient's physiological reaction, and don't believe everything others say."

Every surgeon on the operating table is a chatterbox.

As long as the surgeries under his hands continued, Zhang Lianren's mouth never stopped.

When it was time to suture, Zhang Lianren still performed the suture.

After Zhang Lianren finished, he looked at Luo Lang and asked, "Do you need me to stitch you up a few more times?"

"No."

Laurent said, picking up the needle holder, ready to get down to business.

But then he suddenly remembered the conversation between the two classmates in the bathroom, and slowly lowered his voice, saying, "I think..."

He organized the knowledge in his mind into language and explained it in detail.

The three people present listened with rapt attention.

It can be said that a true teaching can be conveyed in a single sentence, while false teachings can fill countless volumes.

In particular, Laurent connected many surgical paradigms together, which even made Zhang Lianren suddenly realize: "So that's how you suture! I get it!"

Both the fat and thin students were filled with gratitude.

I initially thought they were just there to freeload on surgery, but it turns out this is actually a teaching center.

Once one surgery was completed without any conflicts, the next surgery could be started quickly.

A neatly dressed little boy came in.

The light overhead hadn't dimmed like the light on a child leaving the operating room.

As soon as she came in, she asked, "Can I have that handsome young man stitch me up later? My mom said so."

The fat and thin students and Zhang Lianren turned around to look at Laurent.

This time they had no objections.

They continued the surgery without taking a break.

Laurent also received the message in his mind.

[Received gratitude from patient's family member He Suyan]

[Unlock Skill: Continuous Overlock Stitching (Master Level)]

The skill has synchronized neural and muscle memory.

Laurent watched his tall, thin classmate He Zhanglianren as he learned the details of the surgery, all the while calculating in his mind.

Sure enough, it's not only major surgeries that reward you with skills.

Patients or their families will receive a reward if they express their gratitude.

Although I don't know the upper limit of this reward, I think the parent who is grateful to me this time is the mother of that skinny child who just went out.

I just don't know what's happening outside.

……

"Why are you crying, child? I'm just checking on your surgery."

"Stop crying, all you do is cry. I'll hit you if you do."

The nurse next to him quickly intervened.

The woman seized the opportunity to say, "But the stitching technique is indeed excellent. You'll have to thank that doctor properly in the future."

I guess I got to enjoy the lively atmosphere.