"Ah... Thank you for your hard work! I finally saved it." Huo Congjun stretched, with an excited expression on his face.

The orthopedic director who was invited to consult also stretched out his arms and kicked his legs, and said, "You can have a good sleep tonight."

"Then I have to go back early. My little lover will be anxious."

"Where are there any little lovers? Don't think that our orthopedics are the kind that is unrestrained. Sometimes, we are also very dedicated."

Huo Congjun smiled and nodded: "I understand. You are really tired, afraid that you can't hand over your private food."

The director of orthopedics laughed: "No matter how hard the vegetarian noodles cooked by my wife are more delicious. Add some ham sausage, ribs and meatballs, make some beef sauce, and throw two vegetables. It's really comfortable to eat."

"I'm a little greedy when I say it." Huo Congjun smiled and joked: "I have a chance to go back and let your wife taste the meat noodles all night... Sister-in-law's meat noodles, hey, I'm going, is it the kind I think?"

The orthopedic director laughed.

"In the end, it's your orthopedics' best friend." Huo Congjun said, shaking his head constantly, and laughter from young nurses came from behind, making the two old men feel better.

Today's surgery, no matter from any perspective, is satisfying and happy.

They deal with the most serious patients. Although they thought they were about to fail in the middle, they insisted on rushing over. This feeling of reaching the limit and breaking through itself is the older they are, the harder it will be to feel it, and it will affect people's mood more.

"Old Wang, please go back first, and I'll go to the department to have a walk around." Huo Congjun sent the director of orthopedics to the elevator entrance, feeling quite enthusiastic.

It is one thing to invite someone to come for consultation. It is another thing to stay up all night as if you are desperate.

Although there is no regret for making a move, doctors who enter the operating room should not think about so much gains, losses, success or failure, but in the end, people use the time to touch their thighs to cut their thighs. This effort may not be recognized by patients and family members, but Huo Congjun must realize.

Not to mention, today the chief physician of orthopedics was the one who accompanied the surgery. There were not many doctors of this level willing to respond to emergency consultations, and they were one-stop with them...

Huo Congjun felt a little excited when he thought of this, and rushed to the elevator to the director of orthopedics, waved his hand: "Let's go back and invite you to eat meat noodles."

Lao Wang shook his hands and almost pressed the door opening button.

Huo Congjun smiled, turned around and stretched again, walked to the window next to the elevator, looked at the garden lawn in front of him, and yawned, revealing his tired face.

He saw that the lawn was fake, and it was true to find a place to relax.

A lion cannot show a weak expression. Even if the department director has been in a day and a night, he cannot show that he is about to die of exhaustion. Even if he is hard or tired, he wants to go home to sleep, when others say one-stop, he must show a mysterious smile who has learned the classics of the mountains and seas. Even if his eyes are tired, he cannot stand up. He must persist in the health care private room and use the protection of a good girl to sleep steadily.

Huo Congjun closed his eyes gently, feeling that he was almost asleep while standing. Then he opened his eyes suddenly, took a deep breath, rubbed his face, turned around, and said, "Go to Cory to see, how is it now?"

Zhao Leyi, who accompanied him, responded quickly and said, "The patients in the serial car accident yesterday were almost all treated, and the patients who stayed in the department were mainly burns and mild trauma."

"Where is Ling Ran, have you gone back? Why is there no news?" Huo Congjun couldn't help but yawn, so he hurried to the vending machine and bought a bottle of Red Bull and started drinking it.

Zhao Leyi said with some distress: "Director, please go back and rest. Don't take too much taurine."

"Today's special situation, you can't run a series of collisions every day." Huo Congjun said "happy", then went to the hall again, and said, "I'll go back after a glance, I won't feel at ease if I don't look at it."

"Everything is as normal, you can sleep for at least two hours before watching."

"It's okay." Huo Congjun walked, and his nerves made another bridge: "I just asked, did Ling Ran go back?"

Zhao Leyi hesitated for two seconds and said, "I have not returned yet after reading the information in the group before."

"He had been walking around the clock the day before yesterday. How many hours have he not been asleep?" Huo Congjun said, speeding up his pace.

Zhao Leyi was the least willing to praise Ling Ran's stinky feet. Of course, he was not qualified to say bad things about Ling Ran now, and just whispered: "It's only more than twenty, I haven't been asleep for thirty hours."

Huo Congjun's head was not yet muddy. He calculated his fingers and shook his head and said, "I haven't slept for at least thirty hours. Oh, young people nowadays, they don't care about their health."

While complaining, he quickly walked over.

In the daytime hospital, the number of patients is still crowded.

Huo Congjun only took a look and withdrew his gaze, then turned around and entered the disposal room.

In the small compartments on both sides of a corridor, although there are curtains or hard materials, you can still see people in it.

Huo Congjun frowned and waved his hand. He called Dr. Zhou, who was busy in front of him, and asked, "Why are there so many people? Didn't it mean that the patients in a series of car accidents are almost the same?"

Dr. Zhou coughed twice, looked at Zhao Leyi, and said again: "Doctor Ling means."

"What does it mean?" Huo Congjun's somewhat distracted attention quickly concentrated.

"Doctor Ling asked the hospital to give the patient his best efforts, and he would have to take all his minor injuries." Dr. Zhou paused and gave an explanation that was not an explanation: "I guess he wants to train the doctors in the future?"

Emergency wards like Ruyun Doctor do not like patients with minor injuries. On the one hand, for a patient with minor injuries, the family members who follow him may not be less than those who are seriously injured. Although the bed time occupied is shorter than that of a patient with serious injuries, it is better to use a bed for a patient whose head is broken by a stone to use a bed for a 7-day one day than for a patient whose head is broken by a stone.

In terms of doctor-patient relationships, emergency doctors often prefer severely injured patients. At least the expected requirements of their families will be lower. Unlike many patients with minor injuries, they may be quarreling over the price of a suture.

Huo Congjun was also a little surprised and said, "Ling Ran didn't go back for a day and a night, but he ended up doing stitching here?"

"It's not all. He also directed the practitioners to work." Dr. Zhou smiled and said, "He divided the practitioners to work in more than a dozen teams, two in one team, and the efficiency is quite high."

When Zhao Leyi heard this, he immediately grabbed the talk: "He dares to change the organizational form of the department staff. This is a rush to seize power. It's too urgent."

Dr. Zhou curled his lips disdainfully: "Doctor Ling hasn't closed his eyes for more than 30 hours. It's boring to pick on your fingers at this time."

When Huo Congjun heard this, he couldn't help but get up: "What does it mean to not close his eyes for more than 30 hours? Don't you know how to let him sleep for two hours?"

There are many doctors who work together for more than 30 hours on daily work and do not go home. There are many doctors everywhere in the country and are indispensable abroad.

However, not sleeping or even napping throughout the whole process is challenging the limits of the human body. It not only puts great pressure on the body, but also makes medical mistakes easy to occur.

Before Dr. Zhou could answer again, Huo Congjun walked in and looked around and looked around and looked for Ling Ran.

Dr. Zhou hurriedly followed and whispered: "Doctor Ling is actually in good condition..."

"What a nonsense. Doctors pretend not to be tired. Do you understand? It's just like your mother doesn't like to eat meat." Huo Congjun was so sleepy that he felt even more empathetic at this time - a real lion would not let the salted fish see his fatigue.

After walking to the middle in three or two steps, a trace of back immediately caught everyone's eyes, and involuntarily attracted the attention of several people.

Huo Congjun walked over gently and wanted to speak, but felt Ling Ran's concentration.

After looking carefully, Ling Ran was sewing an ear to a patient...

ear?

Huo Congjun was stunned, looked carefully, rubbed his eyes, and then got closer, and noticed the thin lines hanging on the patient's auricle.

Absorbable lines as thin as hairs, such as rough departments such as emergency and general extracellular organs, are generally not suitable for use.

However, Ling Ran at this time seemed to be drawing, and was easily sketched on the patient's ears.

Such an operation is definitely not something that a doctor who has not slept for more than 30 hours.
Chapter completed!