I can see the status bar

Chapter 439 New Year's Eve Dinner
Disasters often happen when no one is prepared.Just when you think the sun will rise normally tomorrow and there will still be meat in today's dinner, disaster will suddenly hit you in the head.Show you how bad a thing can be in the worst and most unacceptable way.

Sun Li'en is experiencing a disaster.

"Fuck!" Sun Lien sat back on the dressing bed in the emergency room, leaning back against the wall with his hands, trembling with pain, his eyes were red. "Fuck!" Emboldened swear words spewed out of his mouth one after another.And on his bare belly, Dr. Bruen was holding a pair of curved forceps with a helpless face, poking a strip of gauze soaked with iodophor into Sun Lien's belly.

"I sympathize with you, really." Even the Texan who had patted Sun Lien's belly carelessly before had to express sympathy for Sun Lien.Probably because of the lack of hard work these past few days, the wound on Sun Lien's stomach liquefied.After consultation with several other doctors in the treatment group, everyone unanimously decided that it would be better to open the two sutures on Sun Lien's stomach in advance for drainage treatment.

When changing the dressing before, because iodophor was used to disinfect the wound, Sun Lien did not notice the light yellow liquid oozing from his wound.And there is no prompt in the status bar.It wasn't until today when the dressing was changed that nurse Xiao Guo discovered that there was some light yellow liquid in the dressing on Sun Lien's belly. When the dressing was changed yesterday, Yuan Ping'an was disinfected with hydrogen peroxide.

"Fuck!" Sun Lien's eyes widened. In addition to the need to remove the sutures and re-open the partially healed wound for drainage, in order to ensure that the granulation growing on both sides of the wound is alive and not infected, Dr. Brunn A set of very classical but effective preventive treatment measures was used on Sun Li'en - scraping off the yellowish fat on the wound with a medicine spoon.

This level of pain...how can I describe it?It's almost like someone is rubbing the roughest sandpaper over your wound.And the sandpaper itself is special — what was used to replace the abrasive on the sandpaper was replaced with sea salt granules.The degree of pain... Anyway, according to the WHO classification, it must be the most serious level four.The most frightening thing was that Dr. Brunn's manipulation was too steady.After Sun Lien's wound was stretched open with pick-nose pliers, he scraped it for about 3 minutes.

"Is this a new type of disinfectant?" Before using the gauze strips soaked in iodophor, Zhou Ce specially handed over a bottle of new rehabilitation solution and asked Brunn to wash Sun Lien's wound.Brunn opened the medicine bottle and poured half of it on Sun Lien's stomach, then asked curiously about the faint fishy-sweet smell in the air, "I've never seen this before."

"This is a domestic specialty. You must have never seen it in the United States." Zhou Ce smiled, "The freeze-dried worm body extract of Periplaneta americana is a good thing to speed up wound healing."

Dr. Brunn looked like he saw a ghost, "You use cockroach tea to wash people's wounds?"

The name cockroach tea... is quite appropriate to some extent.But how could Sun Li'en care about these things now, as long as he could end the treatment quickly, let alone wash the wound with the new rehabilitation liquid, he would even drink two sips of "cockroach tea".He gritted his teeth and said to Dr. Bruen, "Stop chatting, can you hurry up?"

After poking the drain, Dr. Brunn applied pressure and secured the drain with gauze swabs and medical tape.Afterwards, there was something left to say, "Actually, if conditions permit, the effect of using VSD (closed continuous negative pressure suction) will be better."

"Use VSD for such a big wound?" Sun Lien was already sweating from the pain. He put down his weak arms and leaned the back of his head against the wall to support his body.Although it hurts like hell, he still doesn't think he needs to use VSD. "That kind of thing should be used for patients with degloving injuries and severe skin grafts or diabetic feet. I haven't reached that point yet."

After tidying up his clothes and wiping his sweat, Sun Lien got off the bed with Zhou Ce's support, and walked out tremblingly.This kind of dressing change as if being tortured was really tormenting. Even though Sun Lien was mentally prepared, he was still tossed by the severe pain that could not be ignored until he almost passed out.It is impossible to drive directly to the dinner party in this state.Whether psychologically or physically, Sun Lien didn't think he could act independently now.

I need to slow down for a while...

This is all Sun Lien's mental activities now.

Zhou Ce and the others were a little worried about Sun Lien's condition at first, but after checking again and again, they confirmed that Sun Lien just needed to take a rest.Only then did they feel relieved and gradually left the small conference room to go about their own affairs.And Dr. Brunn looked at the medicine bottle in his hand with a look of disgust, opened the lid constantly, put it under his nose to smell it, and then moved the medicine bottle away from him with movements like an electric shock .

Sun Lien waited for a while before he had the strength to speak. For Bruen, who had scratched his wound, it was absolutely impossible for him to say that he was not at all unhappy. It's true that I was so tormented that I almost died of pain.

"Take a sip?" Sun Lien was still trying to relieve the pain. There was still about an hour before the dinner party, and conservatively estimated that it would only take 10 minutes to drive there.So he began to try to trick Brunn into taking a sip of "cockroach tea", "I heard it tastes good, a little sweet."

"I'm past the age of putting everything in my mouth." Dr. Bruen didn't get the trick, and he looked at Sun Lien with a bit of disdain, "Your trick is good for those who just entered the college fraternity. Little fools are still useful."

All right.Sun Li'en stood up and wiped the sweat off his head, the pain had subsided a lot.He strolled to the rescue hall, registered a number with his own name, and then used the computer in the rescue room to open a box of Difen for himself.As a non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drug, the effect of Daifen is much stronger than that of ibuprofen.However, because the risk is slightly higher, this thing is a prescription drug.

Holding the medicine, Sun Lien said goodbye to his colleagues in the emergency room, walked to the parking lot, started the car and walked towards the venue.Today's dinner will start around six o'clock in the evening, and there is not much time now.

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Takeda Pharmaceuticals originally had no offices or branches in Ningyuan.However, considering that the diagnostic center will be donated to the Fourth Hospital soon, and the headquarters of the largest financial supporter is in Ningyuan, Takeda Pharmaceutical established an office here as quickly as possible.The number of employees is small, but the level is very high.Among them was Wang Tianqi, who had met Sun Lien a few times - she is now the global executive vice president of Takeda Pharmaceutical and the general manager of Takeda Pharmaceutical Greater China.

Wang Tianqi greeted Sun Lien very warmly at the entrance of the hotel, and spoke highly of his attire today, "Your attire is really different from those of us who are trapped in the office all day long."

Sun Lien didn't understand the meaning of Wang Tianqi's words at first, but looking at her beautiful evening dress, Sun Lien vaguely felt that he and Hu Jia might have a little bit of a wrong understanding of "formal attire".

The employee clothing of Japanese companies generally has no "personality" at all.This is especially true in a large multinational company with a long history like Takeda Pharmaceutical.Although there were not many Japanese people in today's dinner party, Sun Lien recognized them at a glance - all blue and black suits, white shirts and red ties.If it weren't for some older people among them who have hair loss and other problems, I'm afraid they even have the same hairstyle.

The other participants in the dinner were probably the partners of Takeda Pharmaceuticals in China.Although the colors of suits and ties are slightly different, they are at least a combination of suits, ties and leather shoes.Except for a few ladies wearing evening dresses suitable for banquets, Sun Lien felt as if he had walked to the annual meeting of an insurance company.

And Sun Lien, who is wearing a wool coat and a turtleneck cashmere sweater, with jeans and Martin boots, looks...very different.He caught the attention of the others almost as soon as he entered the arena.Fortunately, with Wang Tianqi leading the way, Sun Li'en would not be thrown out as an irrelevant person who strayed into the venue.

"Why did you come here in this suit?" Dean Song was wearing a dark cheongsam today.The style is more classic. Although the material is not obvious, it definitely looks very expensive.When Sun Lien first arrived, she was standing aside talking to a few people. After seeing Sun Lien, Dean Song frowned slightly. "Didn't I ask you to buy formal clothes?"

"I thought this kind of clothes were quite formal..." Although Hu Jia picked the clothes, Sun Li'en had to take the blame for things like this. ..."

"Forget it, anyway, it's okay for young people to dress casually." Dean Song didn't continue to criticize Sun Lien's clothes, but waved his hand at Sun Lien, "Go and sit on the seat first. I have something else to do here."

Dean Song didn't mean to introduce Sun Lien to other people, at least not to other hospital directors.If Sun Li'en ran away, there was an [-]% chance that Takeda's donation would be turned down, while Liu Tangchun had a [-]% chance that he would be blown up.Honestly, it doesn't hurt to lose a diagnostic center.But if Liu Tangchun came back to China to see that his bacon was carried away by other dogs, the devil knows what crazy things he could do.

Sun Lien was brought to the table closest to the front row by Wang Tianqi. She whispered to Sun Lien, "You know most of the people sitting here. I will be at the next table later. Call me if you need anything."

Sun Li'en nodded gratefully. Although Wang Tianqi's posture is not high, she is obviously a senior executive of Wutian.When people are so polite, they will be struck by lightning if they pretend to be so polite.

"Everyone, today's dinner has officially started!" The host on stage enthusiastically announced the start of the dinner in three languages, while Sun Lien sat on the table with his head down and dared not speak - he didn't even have the courage to raise his chopsticks.

Beside Sun Lien, sat a group of big men with a calm demeanor.Sun Lien knew about half of them - Xiao Linfeng, the president of Takeda Pharmaceutical, Shen Qingmei, the chairman of Yuhua Group, his immediate boss, Dean Song, and Dean Song's husband.

(End of this chapter)