Chapter 107： 5-row tree (2/2)
In the ward.
Li Huamin has woke up. Although her hands are bandaged and fixed, people are struggling to get up and shouting, ”I want to change the ward. This ward is not good for my recovery.”
Huo Congjun's eyebrows were wrinkled, and he thought: What is the first nerve anastomosis done in the undergraduate department?
His gaze immediately turned to the nurses around him.
Pressured by the pressure of Boss Huo, the nurse who did not want to bother, could only step forward at this time, and asked kindly, ”What happened to you?”
”I want to change the ward?” Li Huamin said.
The nurse asked, ”Why change the ward?”
”The ward is green, and I can't stain it with green.” Li Huamin's voice was still a little hoarse, but what he said was very clear.
The nurse followed the instructions: ”Why can't you get green?”
”I have more than five elements. I don't wear green and I can't live in a green house. You can change a ward for me.” Li Huamin twisted uncomfortably and said, ”I can't recover well in the green room. If you don't change my house, my illness will certainly not be better. ”
When the nurse heard this, she felt satisfied and looked at Huo Congjun with her hands on her hips.
Huo Congjun was very helpless. He originally thought that there was a problem with the facilities of the ward, and he was still thinking about whether to adjust it. Now he heard that there were more than five elements, and it immediately became messy.
Ling Ran also had some regrets. The patient was sutured from beginning to end. He originally wanted to mix a heartfelt thank you. Now it seems that it is not enough for Li Huamin to thank himself.
”I don't care. If you don't change my room, I will be discharged. I don't want to stay in the green ward.” Li Huamin called again and jumped out of the bed. Although he was just pretending, his family was still stunned.
”The wards are all green,” Huo Congjun said with patience and calmness.
”Green is not good for many people. You can repaint a few wards.” Li Huamin gave advice ~~ Huo Congjun asked calmly: ”What color is the paint?”
Li Huamin immediately said: ”Pink, I want pink.”
”Why paint pink?”
”Pink is money, and my five elements are short of money.”
Huo Congjun gazed at God for a few seconds, and found out that the other party really wasn't kidding him, and turned and left.
Out of the ward door, Huo Congjun said, ”I don't know. I thought the ulnar nerve was in the brain?”
Dr. Zhou chuckled twice and said, ”Xu Shi's momentum has not yet passed.”
On the contrary, Ling Ran felt a little novel. He saw the patient under anesthesia. At the time, he still had a great sense of accomplishment in saving lives and helping the wounds.
”Make her a neuromyogram,” Huo Congjun said, adding: ”Analyze her nerve recovery, and people should stop showing me.”
”OK.” Ling Ran took the order.
”Your nerve anastomosis must have a certain success rate. The success rate is up, and some patients are.” Huo Congjun gave Ling Ran additional instructions because of the relationship of expectations.
Yunhua Hospital currently performs nerve anastomosis, mainly the main nerve, such as the median nerve. It is not difficult to repair it because of its coarseness. It is difficult to repair a small area of trauma. Difficult to deal with, there are few techniques that can be carried out.
However, according to Huo Congjun's idea, Ling Ran has been practicing in private for a period of time at most, and it will definitely take time and cases to grind. He just let go of a small mouth just as long as he guarantees a certain success rate, he will Support Ling Ran to continue.
Dr. Zhou turned his head to see Ling Ran, and did not know if he understood or did not understand.
”The neuromyogram is taken. I'll take it to you.” Ling Ran still answered simply.
Huo Congjun said indifferently: ”There is no hope for this estimate, and there will be cases later, I remember to sort them out.”