Chapter 920 Warm

The operation was successful, but he still needs to stay in the ICU for a few days, and then transfer to the general ward after his condition stabilizes..." Ling Ran stepped out of the door of the operation corridor, but was blocked by Xiaofeng, which was also unequivocal gave an explanation.

Zuo Cidian stood right in front of him, not blocking Ling Ran.

Zuo Cidian, who was born in the town health center, pays more attention to people. From his point of view, Xiaofeng is more in line with the doctor's evaluation of a good patient in terms of being a family member of a patient. It's perfect, I can bear and understand the high expenses of the hospital, and I have my own expectations for the progress of the disease...

In comparison, what Ling Ran said was relatively certain, so it was nothing.

Zuo Cidian was actually very envious of Ling Ran. Of course, it was only natural to envy Ling Ran. However, hearing him say that the operation was "very" successful, for a moment, Zuo Cidian was quite emotional.

At present, there are fewer and fewer doctors who dare to speak like this, and the younger and more highly educated doctors are, the more they know how to protect themselves wisely.

Well, young highly educated doctors are getting promoted even faster - thinking of this, Zuo Cidian feels uncomfortable all over his body.

Xiaofeng digested the news just now, her face was slightly joyful, and she said timidly in disbelief: "It doesn't matter if I live in the ICU, I am very satisfied now that I can watch Xiao Dai..."

In the wholesale market, Xiaofeng, who had also quarreled loudly with the truck driver, could not have lowered her voice at this time, and said in a low voice full of expectation: "Well, Doctor Ling, if the operation is successful now, will Xiao Dai Can you wake up?"

"After the anesthesia ends, there should be a relatively high probability of waking up." Ling Ran gave another relatively positive answer.

Xiao Dai fell into a coma after the liver metastasized. Now that the liver operation has been successfully completed, he will naturally wake up. However, for such a major operation, there is no doubt about the risk of anesthesia. In this regard, although Ling Ran has a perfect level of anesthesia care, he can only intervene slightly.

After all, to be honest, anesthesia-related topics may be more complicated than a certain type of surgery alone. It is not a surgeon who can play with only mastering nursing skills.

Xiaofeng finally showed a complete smile on his face, and asked again: "Will you be able to talk when you wake up?"

Ling Ran replied: "Under normal circumstances, of course. Well, the surgery didn't touch the patient's voice..."

"Ahem." Zuo Cidian finally interrupted the silly conversation between a good patient and a good doctor, and said, "What Dr. Ling can confirm now is the combined operation of liver and stomach.

When it comes to the patient's recovery, the ICU has to cooperate. "

"I know, I know." Xiaofeng nodded again and again: "It's good to be able to talk, I just need to talk to Xiaodai a few more words, talk, talk a few more words, and I'm very satisfied."

As she said that, Xiaofeng's tears flowed out unsatisfactorily, blurring her vision, so that when she looked at Ling Ran's face, it was like a fog of light.

"Thank you, Dr. Ling." Xiaofeng spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.

"What's the matter, if you go to the doctor in charge of the bed, you can also contact me." Ling Ran didn't mean to step over the intensive care department and intervene in Xiao Dai's postoperative recovery.

The level of perioperative care for emergency centers is certainly not comparable to that of intensive care.

Xiaofeng nodded again and again, she wanted to say a lot, but she didn't know how to express it.

A treasure chest of sincere gratitude appeared in front of Ling Ran.

For Ling Ran, he had received a clear hint from the patient's family.

Ling Ran nodded, and then said to Zuo Cidian next to him, "Give a pig's trotter to the patient's family, I'll go to rest first."

After finishing speaking, Ling Ran turned around and left.

Zuo Cidian was stunned for a moment, then took out a large pig's trotter lunch box that he had just brought for Ling Ran, handed it to Xiaofeng, smiled self-consciously, and said, "We, Dr. Ling, have been doing surgery since the morning. I didn't eat a single grain of rice, so I brought it for him... You probably haven't eaten from morning to night, so let's eat a pig's trotter mat to fill your stomach first."

Xiaofeng took it in a daze.

Zuo Cidian intentionally said to himself: "I've seen many doctors who don't accept gifts from patients' families. Dr. Ling is really the only one who sends dinners to patients' families."

"Oh...thank you, thank you..." Xiaofeng was in a daze. If she changed to another doctor, she would even wonder if the other doctor had taken a fancy to her and tried hard to please her.

However, for a doctor like Ling Ran, Xiaofeng absolutely did not dare to think that way.

"Well, why?" Xiaofeng couldn't help asking.

Zuo Cidian naturally didn't know, he just looked at Xiaofeng's expression, then at the pig's trotter in his hand, shrugged, and said, "Parents should take care of the doctor."

"Does the doctor's parents care?" Xiaofeng stayed in the hospital for a long time, but she didn't really believe this sentence anymore. However, with the warm pig's trotters in her hand, she couldn't help thinking of her husband who was transferred back to the ICU. willing to believe it.

Patients need a doctor, and they also need the parental heart of the doctor, and the family members of the patient may need it more.

Zuo Cidian quickly caught up with Ling Ran.

In the corridor, there were patients and their family members who greeted Ling Ran, as well as doctors and nurses who stood on both sides to say hello.

Zuo Cidian silently followed behind Ling Ran, suddenly, he didn't really want to make a sound, but just wanted to follow Ling Ran quietly, peacefully, proudly and purely.

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visiting room.

The little doctors left quietly, just like when they came, no one cares, no one asks, no one cares, no one knows.

The director of the general foreign affairs department sat on a chair in silence, silently peeling an orange.

He peeled the oranges very carefully, not only peeling off the skin, but also peeling off all the white threads on it.

Huo Congjun was sitting next to him, watching him peel the oranges and the white shreds.

"Measure the light." Huo Congjun waited for a while, and seeing that the director of the general foreign affairs department had no intention of speaking, he simply offered the conditions for peeling oranges.

The director of the general foreign affairs department smiled, but did not say a word, and continued to serve his oranges.

A few large floor lamps were placed in front of the first row, illuminating the orange-red tangerines in every detail.

"When we were studying, the teacher often asked us to peel oranges." The director of the Puwai University peeled the orange petals from beginning to end, from left to right, as if he was handling a piece of liver.

Huo Congjun cooperated with "En" and said, "Why?"

"It's for us to practice patience. An orange petal must be peeled clean without leaving anything else. Moreover, we are often required to wear gloves and use tweezers to peel it off. We compete one by one, often in one afternoon. , I have to peel a bag of oranges."

"Then you are in luck."

The director of the general foreign affairs department smiled and shook his head: "The teacher's youngest son likes to eat oranges, but he doesn't like to eat the white silk on them. Moreover, the oranges are all bought by the teacher."

"Oh, then your teacher is quite reasonable."

"That's right." The director of general foreign affairs smiled and said: "At one time, I felt quite uncomfortable, but I got used to peeling oranges. After a while, I was not allowed to peel oranges. I was still anxious."

"Ah……"

"Ling Ran is also a patient doctor." The director of general surgery looked up at Huo Congjun: "Only a patient doctor can do a good job in surgery."

"That's right."

"I just don't know if he has the patience to wait for you for another 10 years." The director of general surgery suddenly sighed and smiled with concern.

Huo Congjun was taken aback. He was 10 years away from retirement, and if he didn't retire, other doctors in the emergency department, no matter how high they were, could only hire chief physicians, but they couldn't be department directors.

"Ling Ran is only in his twenties." Huo Congjun turned his head and smiled.

"This is combined liver and stomach resection." The director of general surgery smiled even more: "Age? As long as the patient survives today, someone will dare to open a hospital for him the next day."

Huo Congjun's face darkened immediately.

"I don't mean anything else." The voice of the senior director of general surgery dropped suddenly, but he pointed to the TV screen on his finger, and said, "I don't know how far these fancy things you made, but our Yun doctor The towering trees that grow up cannot be the backbone of other hospitals."

"No." Huo Congjun's face turned red again, red and black, and wrinkled, like a rotten orange.