"The operation is very successful. The patient is now in the awakening room. After the anesthesia, he will be sent to the special care unit. You can see it." Lu Wenbin explained the situation to the family of the patient Gong Kaijie in accordance with the rules.

At this time, the number of patients' families increased by two more.

The wedding was originally a gathering of relatives and friends. Although there was a series of car accidents, after the initial chaos, good luck escaped and began to look for people in various hospitals.

Yunnan Doctor has gathered more family members.

Mrs. Gong now has someone around her and has calmed down a little, but the tears on her face and the makeup she lost were still very obvious.

Behind her was her daughter, not injured, but she leaned against the wall with her eyes blank, looking like she was so sad that she was more heartbroken than death.

Lu Wenbin glanced at him and his expression became even more calm.

Doctors who have been in the emergency room for a long time know that the current status of the patient's family is absolutely irrational and unconventional. For doctors, the patient's family is also the most sensitive at this time.

Mrs. Gong looked straight at Lu Wenbin, and repeated with joy on her face: "Has the operation been successful?"

"Yes." Lu Wenbin smiled slightly in seriousness.

Mrs. Gong was shocked, and then a brief worry was made, and her voice was lowered: "Old Gong... how far can his fingers recover?"

"This depends on the subsequent rehabilitation situation." Lu Wenbin looked at the family members on both sides and gave everyone a vaccination first.

Mrs. Gong asked: "Where is the rehabilitation situation good?"

Lu Wenbin nodded, coughed twice and said, "Mrs. Gong, let me first declare that our clinical judgment is an empirical judgment, not a scientific judgment, so we can roughly give a certain range and possibility, but it is not accurate."

"kindness."

"Generally speaking, if surgery such as broken finger replantation can restore to more than 60% of the function, we can judge it as the best. If you perform surgery in any hospital and your finger function restores to this level, it can be said that the operation has been successful." When Lu Wenbin said this, the patients' families became nervous.

Mrs. Gong's expression was a little excited, but she couldn't speak in a hurry.

Lu Wenbin changed his tone and said, "The clinical judgment we can make now is that the patient's finger function can be restored to 70% or even 80%, which is a very ideal result, so..."

At this moment, the patient's family members all showed joyful expressions.

"I thought..." Mrs. Gong's eyes whirled.

Lu Wenbin smiled and continued: "So, you should urge the patient to do a good job in rehabilitation next, which is a very important step. Only by doing a good job in rehabilitation can the patient's final finger recovery. If the rehabilitation is done well, there is a high probability that the finger function will be further restored."

The patient's family nodded repeatedly.

Lu Wenbin also breathed a sigh of relief. For the doctors in the Ling treatment group, Ling Ran always spoke in a straightforward way, which was very comfortable for his subordinates, but speaking to the patients and their families in the same way is always troublesome, especially in the judgment of prognosis, in the doctors' eyes, they always speak too much.

Of course, judging from the results, Ling Ran’s judgment cannot be called “Taiman”, but from the perspective of the doctors in the Ling treatment group, Ling Ran can be “conservative” when he makes a judgment.

For example, if Gong Kaijie's family members were informed of the excellent results or even if they had recovered 70% of their functions, Lu Wenbin would feel that he would be calmer.

For a moment, Lu Wenbin also had a thought in his mind: the patient's prognosis is not boiled with pig's trotters, so how can he judge so clearly...

Thinking of this, Lu Wenbin's expression froze again.

If Ling Ran's judgment on the results of the surgery is the same as his judgment on the degree of familiarity with pig's trotters, it would be terrible.

"Doctor Lu, there will be no problem." Gong Kaijie's family members couldn't help but feel anxious when they saw Lu Wenbin's face slightly changed.

"It's okay, I'm thinking of something else." Lu Wenbin laughed twice and quickly comforted them.

"It's good that it's okay. There are too many things happening at home today. Now I want to hear the word "It's okay." Mrs. Gong smiled reluctantly, and looked at her daughter with uneasy eyes.

The wedding should have been the most glorious day for girls, and the time was watched by everyone. As a result, the wedding was not yet held, and the wedding convoy became the accident scene.

To make matters worse, the divorce request made by her husband, who had already obtained a marriage certificate, instantly incited the girl to autism.

Mrs. Gong sighed secretly. She actually secretly called her "ex-son-in-law", but the other party was determined and counting her daughter's various "actions" also shows that the freezing three feet long does not last a day.

Even if Mrs. Gong doesn't understand the truth, she can hear that the core of the words "ex-son-in-law" is nothing more than "I'm too lazy to serve her."

Indeed, as a promising young teacher in the Academy of Fine Arts, he can serve his wife who is "good" but if he is a wife who is "no money and no background", he will not be interested in serving him.

"Boss Zhu." Mrs. Gong's eyes turned to the other side.

Boss Zhu from the Waterfall Gallery made a special trip and chatted with her for a long time. At this time, Mrs. Gong regarded her as a noble person.

"Doctor Lu, let's talk." Boss Zhu is in his 40s and has long hair. He looks a little handsome in middle-aged. He looks a little luxurious.

Lu Wenbin said "happy" and followed Boss Zhu to the corner.

"Doctor Lu, the operation is over now. My little gift should be given out." Boss Zhu still smiled and took out the red envelope.

"No." Lu Wenbin said righteously. He was really not interested. He wanted to make money. His monthly rent income now exceeds his salary income. Of course, Ling's treatment team still has a lot of bonuses, but it is not the motivation to get up early and go to bed late every day. The red envelope is even worse.

Lu Wenbin and Boss Zhu gave in a few times, and then said, "If you have to give it to me, I can only pay it to you."

"Um... Then do this first." Boss Zhu took the red envelope away and said, "Doctor Lu, I really want to ask you something. Judging from your straightforward personality, I will just say it directly."

"Well, I'm also tight on time." Lu Wenbin was actually a little impatient.

Boss Zhu coughed twice and said, "Actually, it's Mr. Gong Kaijie. You just said that his hands can recover 80% of them. Can I understand that he can restore his painting?"

"It's almost the same, it depends on what you're painting."

“Can sketching work?”

"You have to adapt again, and I don't know what your painter's standards are..."

"The standard of painters?" Boss Zhu suddenly smiled and said, "Our palace painters are modern artists, so there is no need to use any standard to frame him."

"Modern artist?"

"Well, if his fingers can be recovered well, I'm going to hold an art exhibition for him. My plan is a traditional publicity channel for TV stations and newspapers, and will also do a lot of publicity on the Internet. There may be interviews and shooting plans at that time, and I hope Yun Doctor can cooperate."

Lu Wenbin was stunned: "I understand."

"Please trouble Dr. Lu, but it may be a good publicity opportunity for everyone."

"We are not so cruel to use the car accident to promote it." Lu Wenbin didn't care whether a gallery owner was happy or not, and said casually: "What if the public doesn't recognize it?"
Chapter completed!