Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

Teachers, so preaching, accepting karma, and solving doubts.

In the previous life, it was probably because the clinical work was too busy, and there were too many youngsters, and it was easy to get irritable when there were many people involved in the matter.It's good now, one-on-one tutoring, the child's aptitude is also good, and the speed of progress can be seen with the naked eye, which makes Ye Yibai, a teacher, feel very fulfilled.

"Master, all the fish have been killed, but we are not skilled enough, and the fish scales may not be scraped very cleanly, so you need to do a second treatment."

Coming out of the food preparation room, I happened to meet the chef who was steaming buns, hamburgers and pizza. Ye Yibai glanced at the rich variety of steaming plates, and couldn't help but sigh, no matter what era it is, hospital food is so creative force.

"Hey, you two doctors are so polite. You guys are welcome to experience life. It's just the clothes. It's a pity." The chef looked at the scattered blood on Richard's body, showing a regretful expression.

"Just wash it and it will be clean." Ye Yibai smiled gently.

What a gentle person, the chef thought to himself, and his favorability for this good-looking fellow doctor became even higher.

"Ouch!" A cry of pain sounded.

Then there was the crisp sound of the kitchen knife colliding with the ground.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a kitchen helper holding his hand and screaming in pain. Blood flowed out from the cracks in his fingers, dripping drop by drop on the ground.

"Oh my god, Dabao, why are you so careless, Lao Liu, you go get the medicine box." The chef turned the steamer around and ran towards the injured chef with big strides.

However, there was a man who ran faster than him.

A gust of fishy wind blew by, and Richard was already squatting in front of the injured cook.

"Ah, show me. On the back of the hand, the skin on the back of the hand is thin, almost like fish skin." Richard's eyes were shining.

"Press the wound with gauze, wait for me, I'll help you deal with it right away." After speaking, he stood up immediately, rushed to the sink, and began to brush his hands.

Because there was no disinfectant or sterile gloves in the kitchen, Richard used up half a bottle of povidone-iodine hand brush under the distressed gaze of the chef, and then used the other half bottle to sterilize the instruments and the chef's wounds.

"Don't worry, it will be all right soon." Richard comforted me gently in Chinese with a weird tone.

With naked eyes and a weird expression that is obviously very excited but forced to suppress, coupled with the pale complexion of Westerners, wet hair and white coat stained with fish blood, it looks like something out of a disaster movie 90 years later. Perverted doctor.

But maybe Richard's white coat was too convincing, the cook stretched out his hand without even thinking about it, with a grateful look on his face.

"Dabao, you are so lucky today. Jihe's doctor made it for you personally. If you go to the superior to see it, it will cost you several months of salary." The chef is also full of sighs and envy.

"Yes, yes, stupid people have stupid blessings."

"This injection costs a lot of money. I heard that it is more expensive than our silver dollars in US dollars."

"One needle is worth a few silver dollars."

Facing the trusting eyes of the kitchen staff, Dr. Ye swallowed back the words he said. Didn't he just forget to give an anesthesia? Such a small wound only needs two or three injections, and it will pass after a while .

Richard took a deep breath, imagining the feeling of handling fish skin not long ago, inserting the needle!

There was a muffled groan in the kitchen, and the sweat dripped down the face of the chef Dabao, oh my god, it hurts even after being cut with a knife.

Then he heard the sound of the needle passing through his flesh very clearly, Dabao's expression began to be in a trance, and he saw the envious eyes of colleagues and chefs in his eyes, listening to them talking about how much a needle cost, Dabao felt His ability to endure pain has improved, and he must have earned dozens of dollars.

The distance between the front and rear stitches was consistent and perfect. When Richard sewed to the other end of the wound, he checked his stitches. Under the request of excellence, he sewed two stitches back, so as to avoid knotting and make the wound look more beautiful. pretty.

Tighten the alignment, cut off the end of the thread, Richard checked it again, and then carefully took the helper's hand, "Ye, come and see!"

Dr. Ye glanced at the young cook who was pale and breathing weakly because of the pain, and sighed softly, "That's right, but next time, remember to anesthetize him."

Richard was taken aback for a moment, then immediately turned to look at the patient's face.

The chef Dabao was pale and covered with cold sweat. He looked at Richard with a grateful face, and said with a weak breath, "Thank you, doctor."

Richard's heart felt hot, mixed with feelings of guilt and emotion, and for a moment, he seemed to feel that he fell in love with this country and its people.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot to use anesthesia, I..." Richard apologized sheepishly.

Before Dabao could speak, the bold chef said with a smile: "Oh, doctor, you are so polite. What kind of anesthesia is used for this small wound? It's all a man's work. It's just a few needles, it's like a mosquito bite."

"Is that so, Dabao?"

Dabao smiled, you have said that, what else can I say, "Yes, doctor, thank you very much."

Richard's face was full of emotion, and he gently warned: "Don't get wet for a few days, and come to the second floor to change my dressing the next day. The sutures are very good this time, and your wound will hardly leave scars."

Dabao looked at the flat wound on his hand, and hesitated, "I need to change the medicine."

"Yes, changing the medicine the next day doesn't cost money." Ye Yibai added while handing Richard the tape.

no money~

"Okay! Then I'll come to you tomorrow!" Dabao's weak breath from the pain strengthened a bit.

Coming out of the kitchen, Richard whistled and walked briskly, "Ye, did you see that the wound I just sewed up, except for the threads on both sides, there is almost no incomplete place."

"Oh, I remember that Jonah has a camera. I'm going to borrow it. I'll take a picture every time the kind chef changes the dressing, and I'll take another picture when the stitches are removed. I need to make a record and post it on On the wall of my office."

Richard danced while talking, like a fresh crucian carp jumping in the water.

At the other end of the corridor, Jona walked towards her with a pile of medical records. She covered her mouth when she was five meters away from the two of them, "Oh, Richard, Ye, where have you been? Fishy smell, and, Richard, did you fall into the water? Why is water still dripping from your hair?"

The smile on Richard's face faltered, he yelled in annoyance, pulled the net of the mask and ran quickly to the dormitory upstairs, halfway through the run, he still didn't forget to turn around and say to Ye Yibai, "Ye, my The dormitory is 507, I have a spare white coat, come and change it at my place." After speaking, he ran upstairs in three steps at a time.

Ye Yibai nodded when he heard the words, and was about to follow, but he heard Qiao Na say: "Ye, I'm sorry, can you do me a favor, soon, about 10 minutes."

"Of course, it's my honor to help you." In the kitchen, except for two demonstrations by Ye Yibai, Richard handled the fish the rest of the time. At the end, he cleaned the fish again and again, so Although there was a little fishy smell on his body, it was much better than Richard's.

"Thank you very much. I'll take these to the nurse's desk and put them away. We'll go to the pharmacy and equipment room together later." Jona said as she walked.

Ye Yibai took the medical records from Qiao Na in a very gentlemanly manner, "Let me get them."

"Oh, thank you so much."

After putting the medical records on the nurse's desk, Qiao Na took out a list of equipment and medicines from the drawer. Ye Yibai glanced over and saw "Jihe Hospital April Donation List" written on the top of the list.

"This is the equipment and medicine that Jihe donates to the Red Cross Hospital every month. The Red Cross Hospital will have a free clinic every week. The Red Cross will take the lead and all hospitals in Shanghai will participate. If they have money, they will pay for it." There are people out there, but the doctors in our hospital are busy, so we donate more medicines and equipment every time."

While talking, Qiao Na opened the door of the equipment room with the key.

"The amount of donation is the same every month, so I have prepared it beforehand and just need to order it again."

"I'll order something, you can tick it for me, okay?" Qiao Na asked.

Ye Yibai gestured OK to her.

"Scalpel, surgical scissors, surgical forceps, tissue..."

Jihe is really rich and powerful, and there are two boxes of equipment and various medicines that he sent out.Although Huaguo is currently in a state of peace as a whole, local wars and conflicts are still going on. The price and value of this medicine in the Huaguo market are extraordinary.

However, compared to the value of Jihe's donation, Ye Yibai cared more about the free clinic Qiao Na mentioned.

With Ye Yibai's current status, there is almost no chance of surgery in Jihe. Even if there is, it is a minor operation such as debridement and suture, and he cannot even use a scalpel.

But the free clinic is different. The free clinic is like a large general practice clinic. Because it is free, many people in the Republic of China would come to line up. If there are too many people, you will encounter any problems. Dr. Ye rubbed it subconsciously. When I touch my finger, I feel a little itchy just thinking about it.

However, as an intern, it seemed inappropriate to go to the free clinic alone. The corner of Ye Yibai's mouth raised a slight arc. It seemed that the role of the stars was not just to start a prairie fire.

Richard, who had just come out of the bathroom upstairs, sneezed hard.

"Ah Choo." He scratched his still wet hair, "Have you caught a cold? Why don't you go to the internal medicine department to get some medicine first?"