When doctors have a simulated operating room

"Looking for me?"

"Yes, it seems like something..."

Yu Jian nodded.

Zhang Yi responded and walked towards Lu Jian's office.

"Director, you're looking for me?"

"Well, I just want to tell you that you shouldn't worry about Huang Lei's case, and don't feel burdened.

I watched the video, and it was indeed you who asked him to operate.

But he is a chief physician, and according to the doctor's title, he is two levels higher than you.

But the operation was really eye-catching, so don't feel pressured.

Basically, you will be fine if you take the medicine in time.

When I was in the capital, a nurse in my previous department was also accidentally pricked by a bloody needle when taking a needle.

It was also an occupational exposure to AIDS.

I took the medicine for nearly a month, and later the reexamination showed that there was nothing wrong."

Zhang Yi nodded: "I understand."

"By the way, there is another thing. Professor Deng from West China Hospital will come to our hospital for guidance next Monday, and will also preach the topic of severe pancreatitis.

At that time, doctors from other hospitals in Tianhe City will also come to our hospital for lectures.

Do you know about this?"

Well?

Professor from West China?

Zhang Yi shook his head: "I don't know."

"It's okay, I just want to tell you, you can go to this class when the time comes.

Professor Deng is the chief physician of the Department of General Surgery of West China University of Technology. He has been practicing medicine for nearly 30 years. His class is still worth listening to."

"Okay."

After leaving the office, Zhang Yi just walked to the door of the emergency room and saw two girls with outstanding temperament walking in from the emergency door.

But one of them came in with a limp.

Zhang Yi walked up to them and asked:

"What's wrong? Is your foot crooked?"

The two girls looked up at Zhang Yi, and first a flash of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Then they nodded quickly:

"Yes, doctor, can you take a look at her foot? She accidentally sprained it while dancing."

The girl wore a tight pink short-sleeved top and elastic wide-leg pants for dancing.

She wore a pair of white ballet shoes.

Zhang Yi squatted down, and the girl also took the initiative to lift up her trouser legs.

At first glance, the entire ankle was red and swollen, about twice as swollen as the normal ankle on the left.

Looking inside, the outer ankle joint was fractured inward, forming a dislocation.

"Beauty, your leg has been swollen for more than a day, right?"

When the two girls heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes again.

This handsome doctor is handsome, but how can he be so accurate in his diagnosis? !

The injured girl endured the pain and said:

"I sprained it the day before yesterday. I am a ballet student. I accidentally sprained it when I was teaching the children to dance."

Zhang Yi frowned and said:

"You sprained it the day before yesterday. Why did you come to the hospital today? If you had come earlier, it wouldn't have become so swollen."

The girl lowered her head slightly and said with a somewhat aggrieved tone:

"We dancers often sprain our ankles and have many injuries. Sometimes we become accustomed to spraining our ankles and don't care much... I used to apply ice to reduce the swelling.

I didn't expect this time...it would become so serious, and my feet hurt so much..."

As she spoke, the girl sobbed softly.

Zhang Yi sighed and said:

"Your new injury should be a flare-up of the old one, and judging from the appearance, it is probably a fracture."

"Ah? Bone...fracture?! What should I do? Can plaster heal it?"

The girl asked anxiously.

Zhang Yi frowned and said:

"We need to take an X-ray to see if it is a fracture. If it is a fracture, I suggest you go for surgery directly. Plastering is not very effective, and it will make your foot deformed in the future."

"Ah? But I... I have a competition next month... What should I do..."

Zhang Yi pointed to the emergency registration window and said to them:

"Go and register first."

The two girls limped slowly towards the window.

Looking at the girls' backs, Zhang Yi shook his head and said:

"Why do young people nowadays always like to procrastinate when they have some disease? Alas!"

...

Two hours later.

A desperate cry came from the treatment room.

Just at this time, Zhang Yi's phone rang.

Zhang Yi looked and saw that it was Chen Fang calling.

Why did this guy call me while he was at work?

"What?"

"Come to the treatment room quickly, there are two beautiful women here."

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes, put his phone in his bag and walked towards the treatment room.

The closer he got, the louder the crying became.

When he entered the room, he saw that the two beautiful women Chen Fang mentioned were the girl who sprained her ankle just now and her companion.

Zhang Yi asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Fang seemed to have seen a savior, and hurriedly said to Zhang Yi:

"You are finally here, show this girl, this is the examination sheet, the lateral ankle joint is fractured, even if I am not an orthopedic surgeon, I can see that this requires surgery.

But this girl is quite stubborn, saying that she doesn't want surgery, she only wants conservative treatment.

Because conservative treatment can help her get up and move around earlier, but surgery will take at least three months before she can walk.

No matter how I persuade her, it's useless, I have no choice but to find you.

After all, you are a little more handsome than me, there must be a way."

Zhang Yi: ? ? ?

Teacher Chen, I am more than just a little more handsome than you~!

"Let's notify the orthopedic surgeon to come down first."

After saying that, Zhang Yi walked up to the two girls with the examination sheet.

Before Zhang Yi could speak, the girl with a sprained ankle cried and said:

"Doctor, please help me think of a solution. I really don't want to have surgery... Surgery takes up too much time...

Next month there will be a very important dance competition in my life...

I really don't want to miss it! I have paid too much for this competition...

Wuwu... I don't want to miss it..."

Zhang Yi looked at the girl in front of him.

Her facial features were white and clean, and her slender and graceful swan neck made her look very lovable when she cried.

But Zhang Yi still looked at her calmly and asked:

"Don't cry in a hurry. I will ask you two questions now. You answer them first and I will cry."

The girl nodded with sobs.

"First, do you think it is more important to participate in this dance competition or to keep your dance career for decades from now on?"

"I...I..."

The first question stumped the girl.

"Doctor, can't you have both?"

Zhang Yi shook his head very firmly: "No!"

Both girls showed a tangled look on their faces.

"Let me make it clear to you first. The bone scan shows that your inner ankle, outer ankle, and heel bone are all injured to varying degrees.

This should be the sequelae of your previous crooked foot.

In addition, your lateral ankle fracture this time has affected several bones in front at once.

Look at this shadow here. Do you see the degree of dislocation?

And here, it's cracked. Do you see it?

You can't put it back in place by applying plaster. Only surgery can do it.

And if you don't have surgery now, your foot will not only be deformed, but you won't have the support to stand on tiptoe in the future.

I remember that ballet seems to have a lot of rotations, right?

There are also things like stretching the instep and standing on tiptoe. If you don't have surgery, your dance career for the next few decades will basically be scrapped.

But if you have this surgery, you can get out of bed after three months of recuperation and continue dancing in half a year.

So now I'm going to ask you the second question.

Do you want conservative treatment with plaster or surgery?"