Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

At the end of the meeting, Dean Kabede, Professor Bonn, and Dr. Green also got up and walked out of the meeting room.

Before leaving, Professor Bonn patted Ye Yibai on the shoulder, "If you encounter any difficulties in the ambulance center or have any ideas, you can always come to me, and..." Professor Bonn's expression became serious, "If you want to go back to the surgery , you can tell me directly."

Hearing this, Ye Yibai couldn't help feeling a little warm in his heart. Although he and Professor Bonn were called masters and apprentices, they didn't get along for a long time, and Professor Bonn obviously treated his real students and juniors.

Robert on the side also smiled and assured, "Doctor Bonn, don't worry, I will never treat your beloved disciple badly."

Professor Bonn nodded upon hearing this, and walked away.

Richard neglected again:  …

Similarly, Dr. Anthony on the side was also reluctant to part with his lover, "Alan, if you want to come back, tell me anytime."

Allen heard this, with a hesitant expression on his face.

If it is said that Ye Yibai can get more learning opportunities by going to the ambulance center because of his qualifications, but Alan, as the No. The center is no better than him staying in gastroenterology.

"Teacher, I..." Dr. Allen said, considering his words.

However, before he finished speaking, he only heard Anthony say: "Teacher, I will save your office for you. You can come back and take a look anytime you want."

Allen:? ? ?

After Anthony finished speaking, he patted Allen on the shoulder and walked out with Dr. Bonn.

Richard stepped forward and patted Allen on the shoulder, looking like he was also a fallen man in the world, "Your teacher has reserved an office for you anyway, you can look at me, and your heart will be balanced."

Allen: He wasn't comforted at all.

"Okay, all the outsiders are gone, so let's talk about the next work arrangement."

Dr. Robert randomly found a place to sit down, and then patted the place next to him to signal others to sit down.

"The ambulance center is a brand new department. Although it is the product of a compromise between the hospital and the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, I think it will be a significant step in the history of medicine. It embodies humanitarian care, just like the incident of Mr. Wilson a few days ago. The moment when we bring people back from the hand of death is the greatest embodiment of our professional value."

Robert was very happy. The No. 1 Alan of the younger generation of internal medicine, the No. 1 leaf of the younger generation of surgery, and the best talents in the surgery and surgery were all included in his pocket, which made Robert feel quite high-spirited.

He looked at the watch on his wrist, "Well, he should be here soon."

As soon as Robert's words fell, a knock on the door rang in everyone's ears.

"Come in." Doctor Robert smiled and stood up.

The door was opened, and a familiar bald head appeared in front of everyone.

Dr. Ye paused as he turned his pen. The person who came was none other than Shen Lai, the vice president of the Shanghai Red Cross Hospital.

I saw Shen Lai striding towards the large conference room, complaining as he walked, "I thought I was going to your office, but when I got there, there was no one there, and the nurse told me you were here."

Dean Shen had his bald head on his head. Compared with the last time we met, Dean Shen shaved off all the fragments of hair on his head this time. Now it can be said that there is really no grass growing on his head.

"Oh, I'm sorry Dean Shen, I didn't make it clear. Come, let me introduce you." He brought Shen Lai in front of the three of them.

As soon as Shen Lai saw Ye Yibai, a big smile appeared on his face, and he took the initiative to say hello to Ye Yibai, "Doctor Ye, we meet again."

"Dean Shen, you look younger." Although Ye Yibai was surprised that Shen Lai appeared in Jihe at this time, he still showed a gentle and friendly smile on his face. He cooperated with several operations in a row. It can be regarded as an old acquaintance.

Ye Yibai's words obviously benefited Dean Shen very much. He touched his bald head and said with a smile: "Many people say that, it's more energetic to shave it off, haha."

"Okay, you will have more chances to catch up on the old days." Robert seemed a little helpless, he pointed to Alan and Richard next to Ye Yibai, and introduced: "I will not introduce Dr. Ye, these two It's Allen and Richard, our fellow gastroenterologists and surgeons."

"This is Dean Shen Lai from Shanghai Red Cross Hospital." Robert introduced Shen Lai to the three at the same time.

"Dean Shen."

"Hello, Dean Shen."

Allen and Richard also greeted Shen Lai with a smile. After everyone exchanged pleasantries, Robert got to the point.

"The night duty system and the ambulance center are new attempts for Jihe, so it is a better choice to learn from our peers than to grope on the unknown road alone, so the treatment room on the first floor of our hospital was changed to ambulance Before going to the center, we will go to the Red Cross hospital to learn about their night duty and emergency care."

Richard, Alan, and Ye Yibai, the three of them looked at each other and exchanged ideas. In other words, they need to go to the Red Cross Hospital to work?

"How long do we have to learn to hand over the building?" Allen asked first.

"Shortly, a week at most, the renovation of the treatment room will start tomorrow. All the treatment rooms will be opened up to make a large emergency rescue center, and the iron lung and other equipment will be directly moved here."

"Where do we live?" It was Richard.

Doctor Robert looked at Shen Lai upon hearing this.

Dean Shen laughed and said: "Our hospital also has staff dormitories, and we can temporarily clean up one of them, but our conditions are not as good as yours. Our dormitories are all four-person rooms."

After Dean Shen's words fell, Richard's face showed an expression of "the sky is falling".

"Then when will it start, I mean exchange learning, when will it start?" Ye Yibai asked the question that the three of them were most concerned about.

Allen and Richard immediately fell silent, and looked at Robert and Shen Lai without blinking.

Dr. Robert shook his white coat vigorously, and announced: "Of course it is now. Our ambulance center is a department that is extremely efficient. What can be done today will never be postponed until tomorrow! The car is already outside. Then let''''sgo!"

So amidst Robert's high spirits, Dean Shen's full smile, Richard and Allen's bewildered expressions, and Dr. Ye Da's sigh, the five of them got into Shen Lai's car and slowly Drive to the Red Cross Hospital.

At the same time, Hangcheng

"Hello, Huaning Hospital."

"Hello, this is Huaning Hospital."

"Hi, I'm Tang Chuanfang."

"Yes, this is Huaning Hospital."

All the telephones of Huaning Hospital were ringing off the hook. Small reporters from major newspapers called Huaning's front desk and nurse desk, and the chief editor directly contacted the hospital leaders.

When it was confirmed that Liang Cong's finger had been attached, the entire news circle in Hangcheng was boiling.

"Chuanfang, tell me the truth, is it really our doctor from China? Who did the operation performed by the Chinese doctor?"

"Wen Quan, I can only tell you who it is with the consent of others, but it is ours, and it was done by our Huaguo doctor." Tang Chuanfang could even hear the voice coming from the other end of the phone at the moment when he got an affirmative answer. Sobbing, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Born in this era, no matter what line of work or profession, they are all striving for a better tomorrow for the land under their feet.

"Dean! Dean! Those media cars have blocked the door of our hospital, and it is difficult for patients to come in." The head nurse hurriedly knocked on Tang Chuanfang's door.

Tang Chuanfang immediately hung up the phone after hearing the words, "Come on, let's go take a look."

The gate of Huaning Hospital

Middle-aged people in robes and gold-rimmed glasses are leading groups of journalists with cameras and camera-carrying cameras to fight against the hospital security guards.

"We are Hangzhou City News, let us go in!"

"It's a miracle of medicine, it's a stimulant for the people of China, you're blocking us, you're making a historical mistake!" A gentle man with a card for revitalizing his work yelled loudly at the hospital security.

The Hangzhou City Daily, Ming Daily, and Zhenxing Daily are different from the Xincheng Daily, which is more folk entertainment. These newspapers with an official background usually focus on important issues of the family and the country.

And the editors-in-chief of these newspapers hold the mouthpiece of the city, and the dignitaries and dignitaries in Hangzhou are also polite when they see them, but the editors-in-chief who are usually clean and gentle, gathered together today... oh No, it's all together.

They didn't know where the scholar's airs were thrown, and they screamed at the security guards who stopped them, as if they were fighting some evil force.

Hospital security guards, you look at me, I look at you, I was taken aback by this group of literati's big hats of moving the people and making historical mistakes, they just won't let you in...why is it so serious .

"Shut up!" A loud shout came, and the head nurse finally arrived at the battlefield under the expectant eyes of the security guards.

"You are still a scholar, turn your head and look behind you, you...you are talking about you, five meters behind you, did you see it? A mother holding a child, someone else's child is sick, you are blocking the road tightly Yes, people are about to cry, see."

One of the leading gentle middle-aged men heard the words and looked back, then opened his mouth and was speechless.

"And you, squeeze and squeeze, you will push forward. The uncle security guard in front of you, yesterday, he was pushing the patient onto the push bed, his foot was pressed by the push bed wheel, and he is still not recovering. Stepped on someone!"

Another middle-aged man wearing glasses looked down subconsciously, and then a blush gradually appeared on his face.

"Look at all of you, you are all very old, you are all like boys, do you know how to respect each other, your new writers are scholars, what do you want to write about history, and you are also stimulating, we understand, But our doctors are nurses, and our duty is to treat patients and save lives, but you are lucky, a crowd of cars came and blocked the door of the hospital."

"Have you thought about what will happen if there are patients who need emergency treatment because you are blocking the way and cannot enter the hospital? I don't even bother to talk about you."

Seeing that the faces of the leading middle-aged people turned red like boiled shrimps, Tang Chuanfang, who was behind the head nurse, slowly walked in front of everyone.

"Editor-in-Chief Hao, Editor-in-Chief Lin, and Brother Ting Wen, everyone, I'm sorry, but our head nurse has a quick temper, so I was a little rushed when I spoke. Don't take offense. In this way, everyone should make way first. After all, the hospital is a place to treat patients and save lives. Everyone I also know the needs, and we will cooperate."

Tang Chuanfang skillfully sang "Red Face", giving the big editors a step down.

"Yes, yes, it's because we didn't think carefully, Xiao Zhou, you drive the car aside."

"Little Zhang..."

"Little Wang..."

The editors ordered one after another.

Seeing this, Tang Chuanfang continued: "As you all know, Young Master Liang's finger is indeed connected, but the young master's injury is not serious, and he is still in bed resting now, and his fingers cannot move. This morning, the young master's aunt He and grandma also came from Jinling, and they are now in the young master's ward."

The chief editors present frowned when they heard this. They knew the details of the Liang family. Aren't Liang Cong's aunt and grandmother the same as the wife and mother-in-law of Deputy Wang...

"The interview will definitely affect the patient's rest. I think it is necessary to seek the opinions of the family members, and I think that even if the family members agree reasonably, it must be inappropriate for so many people to go in. What do you think?"

As expected of Tang Chuanfang who has been the dean for so many years, every sentence he said hit the weakness of everyone present.

The editor-in-chiefs knew the elegant meaning when they heard the sound of the piano, so they naturally understood what Tang Chuanfang said inside and outside the meaning.

The editor-in-chief of the Hangzhou Daily was the first to speak, "Xiao Zhao, give me your camera, and you all go back."

With the Hangzhou City News as the leader, the editor-in-chiefs of Tomorrow Daily and Zhenxing Daily also opened their mouths. In the end, a large group of reporters receded like a tide at the door, leaving only the heads of the three major Hangzhou newspapers standing in Huaning with cameras hanging around their necks. Before the hospital.

Editor-in-Chief Hao of the Hangzhou City News touched the camera on his chest and said with a smile: "Brother Ting Wen, Brother Zhong Ning, how long has it been since we appeared like this, this camera is much lighter than when we were young. "

The editor-in-chiefs of the other two major newspapers, known as Ting Wen and Zhong Ning, couldn't help clapping their hands and laughing when they heard the words, "That's right, we journalists should not forget our original aspirations."

"Since that's the case, everyone, come with me. I can't say whether the Liang family will let me interview you. Everyone is a civilized person. If you do something like breaking into the ward, don't blame me, Tang, for turning your back on me. .”

"Brother Chuanfang, who do you think we are?" the editor-in-chief of Tomorrow Daily pretended to be displeased.

Tang Chuanfang: Hehe

He carried him to the office, "Everyone sit in my office first, and I'll ask Mr. Liang and Mrs. Liang."

Before the editors could answer, Tang Chuanfang walked out, not forgetting to close the office door before going out.

In Liang Cong's ward

"Oh, grandma's little boy, I love grandma so much, grandma is blowing me away, does this hand hurt?" Old Mrs. Su sat beside Liang Cong's bed, tears in her eyes.

"Grandma, I don't feel the pain anymore. I'll tell you secretly, I moved my hand a little bit, and I feel it." Liang Cong smiled innocently, trying to comfort his grandma.

Seeing his nephew, Su Xiuqing, Mrs. Wang, felt heartbroken and thankful, "Fortunately, this can be picked up. If Cong Cong's hands can't pick up these killers, I have to fight them hard."

Su Xiufen patted her younger sister's hand, "I've recited Amitabha Buddha countless times in the past few days. Fortunately, I met Dr. Ye, otherwise I really don't know how I would survive."

Su Xiuqing saw a group of reporters at the entrance of Huaning Hospital through the window, and frowned slightly, "What's going on, how long have we been here, and those reporters already know about it? Zhou Dewang is a wicked person!"

"Bang bang bang" as the Su sisters spoke, there was a knock on the door.

Liang Mingkang stepped forward to open the door, "Dean Tang."

Tang Chuanfang walked into the ward with a smile, "Madam, Mrs. Wang, Mr. Liang, Mrs. Liang, young master, how are you?"

"Cong Cong is very good, Dean Lao Tang, please take care of me." Since the Liang Cong incident, the Liang family and his wife had a great affection and admiration for the medical workers, and their attitude was very gentle.

Tang Chuanfang waved his hand, "It should, it should. That's how it is. Several newspapers knew about Liang Cong's death. Also, the former editor-in-chief of Zhenxing Daily is in my office, let me ask what you guys think, if it’s inconvenient, I’ll turn them down.”

As soon as Tang Chuanfang finished speaking, Mrs. Wang immediately jumped up.

"Okay, these big newspapers in Hangzhou don't report on the national economy and the people's livelihood, but follow my nephew to report on other people's family affairs? I will talk to my husband when I go back. The news circle in Hangzhou is about to be rectified!"

Although Tang Chuanfang disapproved of those newspapers disturbing the patient before he fully recovered, he couldn't see them being labeled as such, so he quickly said, "Mrs. Wang misunderstood."

"It's not that I'm speaking for them, it's that they are chasing Young Master Liang Cong's hand. It's really because Young Master Liang Cong's severed finger replantation operation is the first in China, even in Asia, and in the whole world." One case, this is not only of great significance to the medical field, but also of great significance to our entire Huaguo."

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned.

Whether it is the Liang family couple or Mrs. Wang, they are all highly educated, so they can naturally hear the weight of the words "significant" in Tang Chuanfang's words.

Mrs. Wang looked at her nephew's fingers, "You mean, the replantation of Cong Cong's severed finger is the first case in the world?"

"Should be right."

Mrs. Wang, who got Tang Chuanfang's affirmative answer, let go of her hand and almost dropped the bag on the ground, "The first case, the first case, yes, the severed finger is replanted, can the severed limb be replanted, there are so many wounded on the battlefield The old general..."

She turned her head abruptly, "Who is the doctor who performed this operation?"

Tang Chuanfang is also an old fox, so he can naturally guess what this Mrs. Wang is thinking, and she smiles in her heart, but she doesn't show it on her face, "I'm sorry Mrs. Wang, I can't disclose his identity or identity before I get the doctor's consent. Contact information."

Mrs. Wang was about to have a fit when she heard the words, but was held down by Su Xiufen.

"Dean Tang, in this way, we are willing to accept the interview, but we can't disturb Congcong."

Tang Chuanfang nodded, "Naturally, why don't you please come to my office a few times, so as not to disturb the young master's rest."

The Liang family officially accepted interviews from Hangzhou Daily, Ming Daily and Zhenxing Daily. At the same time, Xincheng Daily, which received the news that the three giants of Hangzhou newspapers were going to Huaning Hospital, accelerated the printing speed, and even broke the convention by printing an additional issue in the evening. .

"Read the newspaper and read the newspaper, the world's first severed finger replantation was successful in Hangzhou."

"Reading the newspapers, young master Liang's severed finger was grafted, and the world's first severed finger replantation was successfully performed in Hangzhou."

Huaning Hospital Nurse's Desk

"Mrs. Wang, do you need any help?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'll just make a call... Hey, where's the sir? I have something to ask him..."

With the editor-in-chief of the three major newspapers in Hangzhou walking out of Huaning Hospital, with the temporary additional issue of Xincheng Daily and Mrs. Wang's phone call to Jinling, the calm Hangzhou is like a lake where a stone has fallen, and the ripples are getting bigger and bigger. , getting bigger and bigger, and has a tendency to spread around.

After Tang Chuanfang sent the three editors away, he saw Mrs. Wang's movements from the second floor. He frowned slightly, and when he returned to the office, he called Shen Lai's office.

The phone rang for a long time, so long that Tang Chuanfang thought he would not be connected. Just when he was about to hang up, a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, "Oh, old Tang, why are you calling me at this time? Phone, shouldn't you be off work?"

Tang Chuanfang smiled wryly, he was still off work, and the editors of the newspapers had been there for several hours, and he didn't even eat dinner.

"Shen Lai, let me tell you something serious."

"Liang Cong, that's the kid who lost his hand last time. His fingers are definitely alive. The media in Hangzhou got the news from nowhere, and now they are all bloody. I just sent a few of them away. This The newspaper will probably publish it tomorrow, the world's first amputated finger replantation was successful in Hangzhou, I am a little excited to see this headline."

"But what Dr. Ye thinks, I'm not sure, I feel uneasy, you are close to Jihe, why don't you ask, if Dr. Ye has other ideas, I can cooperate."

Shen Lai heard the words, "Oh".

Tang Chuanfang was wondering why her friend's reaction was so flat, and only listened to the other side of the phone saying: "You asked Dr. Ye what you think, just wait..."

"Doctor Ye, come here, Old Tang is looking for you."

"Old Tang? Dean Tang?" Ye Yibai had just changed into the white coat of the Red Cross Hospital, and walked over slowly after hearing the words.

He wanted to use his right hand to pick up the microphone, but when he raised his hand, he saw gauze in his hand, curled his lips, and unaccustomedly picked up the microphone with his left hand.

"Hello? Dean Tang? Hello, I'm Ye Yibai."

Tang Chuanfang on the other end of the phone couldn't hold the microphone firmly, and fell on the table with a "bang", and Ye Yibai was so frightened that he quickly opened the microphone.

"Doctor Ye?" A cautious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Well, it's me, what's wrong?"