Those years when I hung up and upgraded in the hospital

Chapter 6: Follow your words? (Seeking for further reading)

"Really? Need stitches? Can I put a band-aid on it?" When the woman looked at Fang Yun, her tone was slightly hesitant.

Chen Shengwu said: "Sister-in-law, aren't you kidding? You can't just disinfect your mouth and cover it with a band-aid!"

"Don't look at Dr. Fang's youth. Dr. Fang's skills are actually..."

The woman ignored the numerous interruptions and muttered: "Don't talk about Dr. Fang, the former Director Zhong of this hospital was just like that..."

Chen Shengwu signaled Fang Yun to continue making preparations, and he would be responsible for the ideological work.

About ten minutes later, Chen Shengwu personally prepared the materials for the conversation and signature, and then led the woman into the operation room.

At this moment, Fang Yun was already fully prepared in the operation room, fully equipped with masks, hats and gloves.

"Auntie, don't worry. This wound is not complicated. After it is sutured, just give it a tetanus shot. Director Chen should have explained the specific matters to you."

"There will be a little pain during the operation..." Fang Yun explained carefully.

Chen Shengwu didn't say much, but stood aside with his hands behind his back, like an assessment teacher.

The woman sat down with some reluctance and placed her hands on the operating table. Beyond her elbows, she extended her hands to the top of the large yellow medical trash can with flipped bags on the opposite side.

"Doctor Fang, please be gentle and remember to inject anesthesia..."

Fang Yun nodded and smiled: "That's natural."

The diluted lidocaine was prepared in advance, and after obtaining the woman's consent, Fang Yun helped to uncover the gauze ball that she had temporarily bandaged.

Then I saw that her incision should be a sharp weapon injury, and the location of the wound was on the radial dorsal side of the wrist.

After the gauze was lifted, blood immediately poured out from the 4cm-long hole!

Upon seeing this, Fang Yun immediately commanded: "Auntie, do me a favor, pinch these two places yourself, and pinch them hard with your thumb and index finger!"

When he heard Fang Yun say this, Chen Shengwu's eyes lit up instantly.

"Why are you pinching here? Are you pinching here?" The woman herself was quite reluctant, but she pressed it according to the position indicated by Fang Yun.

The surging blood unexpectedly stopped and turned from surging to slowly seeping out.

"This is the course of the radial artery. Pinch the artery, which will reduce bleeding. However, bleeding cannot be completely avoided. Suturing can not only create a window of opportunity for healing, but also has the effect of stopping bleeding."

"I'm going to rinse now..."

"The incision is quite flat. It should be a knife wound. It's not very deep. It's a fruit knife, right?" Fang Yun asked, closing the distance to the patient.

"Doctor Fang, can you see this?" The woman was very surprised.

"Guess, on this hot day, everyone likes to eat some fruit. Now I am going to start anesthesia. The first injection of anesthesia will be painful, but there will be no pain afterwards. This is local infiltration anesthesia. The initial pain It's inevitable, just treat it as painful as a skin test..."

"But it didn't last as long as the skin test!" Fang Yun explained carefully. Even though the woman was prepared, she still groaned.

But following Fang Yun's analysis, the woman immediately felt the pain appear and then disappear.

His eyes began to brighten: "Doctor Fang, have you ever opened your mouth? How do you say it will change?"

Fang Yun said with a smile: "Auntie, I am too young. I need to talk to you more to gain your trust. This is not a profound theory. After the anesthetic takes effect, the pain will be relieved."

"The surface of the skin is where pain is detected, so you will feel the pain intensify when you are exposed..." After Fang Yun explained this, he regained his composure.

After anesthesia, use forceps to confirm that there is no foreign matter left inside, and if you find that the edges of the wound are sharp and neat, not like a jagged injury, debridement should not be necessary.

Fang Yun held the needle holder and tweezers, and started suturing with his right hand by switching between the needle holder and suture scissors.

During Fang Yun's operation, he will find that his suturing skills have improved compared to before, and they have improved a lot.

During the operation, in addition to careful and subtle operations, I also brought some of the theoretical knowledge I learned into the operation.

The standard angle of entry and exit of the needle, the depth of the suture through the wound, and the differences in the tissues that will be sutured during suturing. The difference between subcutaneous suturing and skin suturing was something that I knew in my heart before, but now I have it in my hand, and it is vividly visible to the patient's wound. between.

This kind of suturing technique is not my own illusion, nor is it a performance of sewing tofu or pork belly, but a real improvement.

"Auntie, you can let go of your hands." Fang Yun ordered.

Upon hearing this, the woman immediately took away her left hand and stared at the wound area carefully.

On the skin of the tightly joined wounds, only traces of stitches and needle threads can be seen, and no other flesh and blood can be seen, as if these sutures were carved.

"The suturing is pretty good. After I cover it with gauze and fix it, I can go to the emergency department to get a tetanus shot. Make sure the wound doesn't get wet when we get back."

"I come to the hospital to change the dressing every two to three days, and the sutures can be removed in about ten days." Fang Yun explained in detail.

But at this moment, the woman looked at Chen Shengwu.

I noticed that Chen Shengwu kept nodding his head at this moment and said, "Let me tell you, sister-in-law, with Dr. Fang's skills, the suturing was done well."

"Really well done?" the woman asked, not shying away from suspicion.

"It's just that it's well made, but that's not enough to describe it. I sewed it myself, so that's all I can do." Chen Shengwu's tone was formal.

"Then I'll rest assured, Director Chen. I'll go down and pay the money and then go back. If there is any problem later, I will only look for you." She joked and walked outside the department.

Fang Yun smiled indifferently and continued to sort out and clean up the remnants of the debridement bag and the operating table.

Fang Yun himself knows best whether the suture is good or not.

Unless she was messing around, getting infected by touching water without listening to advice, or doing heavy physical work during the injury, otherwise, there would be no problem and there would be no chance of trouble with Chen Shengwu.

And if she wants to mess around, even if the professor comes to suture her and she reaches her hand into the pit, it will be useless!
However, Chen Shengwu seemed to know what Fang Yun knew, so he emphasized: "Doctor Fang, this suturing is really good."

In the past, when Chen Shengwu said that he was doing a good job, he was talking to patients, but now it is a communication between colleagues.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

"Director Chen, suturing is just a basic skill, you are so complimentary." Fang Yun said modestly.

"Suturing is a basic skill, but the suturing you just performed is not just an ordinary basic skill."

"If we push it forward five years, I think sutures are just average in the world."

"No matter how humble you are, you just don't believe in my expertise." Chen Shengwu said.

(End of this chapter)