The Godfather of Surgery

In the morning, Song Zimo came out of the laboratory and did a chest expansion exercise, just in time to see Yang Ping.

Senior brother, how is it, went to the first consultation yesterday? Song Zimo was very concerned about this.

Yang Ping said lightly: A patient with Achilles tendon slack, an Olympic gold medalist in the 5,000 meters, is going to have Achilles tendon shortening.

Song Zimo clicked his tongue: This is very troublesome. For a long-distance runner, the Achilles tendon is unacceptable. Once it is shortened, the strength of the Achilles tendon will be reduced, and side effects of the operation may occur, and the probability is quite high. Now abroad Some people use plasma knives for shrinkage, but the shrinkage of plasma knives is extremely small, so your case probably won't work, otherwise there would be no consultation.

Yes, this patient must have surgery to shorten the Achilles tendon. Yang Ping went to the office and sat down.

Song Zimo sat next to him: What's your opinion, during the first consultation?

Yang Ping saw that it was still early and said, The method of using the Achilles tendon insertion to sink without cutting off the Achilles tendon is to remove the Achilles tendon insertion together with the bone tissue, drill the bone extraction tunnel a little deeper, and then attach the heel to the tendon. The tendon's bone plug is replanted back.

Song Zimo thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows, if he realized something: Senior brother, did you come up with it?

I didn't come up with it, or did you come up with it? Yang Ping sat and rested, waiting for his shift.

Song Zimo slapped his forehead: Senior brother, your technique is absolutely amazing, but how to adjust the tension seems to be very difficult?

It's almost time for the shift, I'll tell you in detail when I have time. Yang Ping stood up.

It's the same three patients. There are no new admissions. Professor Zhang is more able to control the rhythm and does not want to receive too much at once.

The goal of comprehensive orthopaedics is the quality of operations, not the quantity, otherwise there will be no value in existence. To put it more simply, comprehensive orthopedics exists to build a brand, and it is the ace of the army.

Director Han is now very relieved, and he will not participate in the shift. Director Tian simply went to the Overseas Chinese Building to participate in the shift. There are already more than a dozen patients there. He is now applying to Director Han to transfer Fang Yan and Chen Xiaobo to the Overseas Chinese Building.

Yang Ping took everyone to round the house. The Singaporean Chinese were reading newspapers and bought a few thick stacks. It is estimated that he bought all the newspapers at the newsstand in front of the hospital.

This patient is about to undergo core decompression ceramic rod implantation. This procedure is relatively new and should be the most advanced in hip-preservation surgery for avascular necrosis of the femoral head.

The patient with anterior cruciate ligament rupture is preparing for surgery tomorrow. The patient is practicing quadriceps muscle strength. Professional athletes, compliance is good.

The little girl was reading lightly in the morning, except her face was slightly poor, her hair was a little thin due to chemotherapy, and she was in good spirits. She always had a smile on her face.

Yang Ping was the last to check her, so he could say a few more words to her. Yang Ping liked this little guy very much. His eyes were clear and transparent, so pure that he didn't seem to be contaminated by any fireworks in the world.

Where's mom? Yang Ping saw her reading quietly by herself.

The little girl smiled and said, Mom goes back to make breakfast and brings it to me to eat later.

Do you live not far? Yang Ping asked her.

The little girl said seriously: You can't ask anyone's address casually!

Yang Ping thought she was really cute and said deliberately, I'm sorry!

The little girl snickered: I'm just joking with you. My home is not here. My parents rented a house, which is considered a new home. My father found a new job, and my mother is responsible for taking care of me.

You are so happy! Yang Ping decided to chat with her.

Go on, I'll have a chat with her. Yang Ping let Song Zimo and Xiaowu Zhanglin disband.

Can we talk? Make a friend? Yang Ping sat down on the chair beside the bed, the curtains of the ward were opened, and the sunlight came in, making it very warm.

Of course, I like you very much, can I call you doctor brother? The little girl closed the book.

Yang Ping nodded: Yes.

Why do you like me? Yang Ping was curious.

Because your eyes are very clean and not cloudy at all, the little girl replied.

Clean, not cloudy, what does that mean? Yang Ping did not understand the language of the children.

Can you explain it more clearly? Yang Ping thought she was very interesting.

The little girl frowned, looked very embarrassed, thought for a while, and said, I don't know how to say it, but - your eyes are very pure, you are very pure, that's what I think.

You mean I'm a pure person? Yang Ping translated her words into famous words.

The little girl nodded thoughtfully: Well, that's what it means, you are a very pure person.

It was the first time I heard someone say that about myself. It was very pure. It was really interesting. Yang Ping looked at the book on the table: What book are you reading?

The little girl handed over the book herself and gave it to Yang Ping - Oliver Twist!

Can you read this book? Yang Ping was surprised.

The little girl was a little unhappy: You adults always underestimate children. I can read Andersen's fairy tales when I go to kindergarten.

It's amazing! Yang Ping flipped through the book and gave a thumbs up.

The little girl blinked her eyes like little stars twinkling in the night sky: I have read a lot of books, but certainly not as much as you.

How do you know that I read a lot? Yang Ping became more and more interested in this little girl.

The child still blinked: My intuition, your eyes told me!

The eyes are the windows to the soul. It seems that the windows betrayed my secrets. Yang Ping returned the book to her.

After chatting with the little girl for a long time, Yang Ping was also busy and said goodbye to the little girl.

Her quietness and calmness exceeded Yang Ping's imagination. After all, she was still a child and didn't know anything.

Yang Ping returned to the office and read the little girl's medical record carefully again. No matter how the treatment is done, the cost is a problem, and this problem must be solved first.

She has had two surgeries, both of which are in the primary tumor. Part of the left femoral shaft has been replaced with a prosthesis. Now the primary site has grown again, and there are metastases in several other places. Even if the limb is amputated, Also to no avail.

Does our hospital have a sea knife? Yang Ping asked suddenly.

Yes! Song Zimo said, not knowing what Yang Ping meant.

Are you going to use the Hai Fu Dao to treat her? Song Zimo had been sitting next to him, waiting for him to explain the sinking of the Achilles tendon.

Yang Ping was noncommittal: The cost, I have to think of a way? It's really not possible, ask Director Han to apply for a reduction or exemption in the hospital, or take the route of scientific research cases.

Song Zimo was silent for a while, then said, I'll think of a way to deal with the cost? You don't need to be distracted, just deal with her illness at ease.

I know you have money, but you don't have this obligation. Yang Ping knew that he wanted to pay for it himself, and he could afford it.

Song Zimo was very relaxed: Just treat it as a charity, my old man will be willing.

Count me in! Tang Fei came over at this time and listened to them discussing the cost.

Yang Ping knew that they were not short of money. A BMW 7-series and a Maserati were a really good pair.

If they want, Yang Ping will not stop it. This is a voluntary thing, but if you have money, you can't kidnap people morally. They are also doctors here, not charities.

Someone knocked on the door, Huang Jiahui stood at the door, saw Yang Ping and several people discussing something, and found that she was rash.

Immediately bowed slightly: I'm sorry to disturb you, I'll come over later.

Yang Ping motioned her to come in: It's okay, chatting, what's the matter?

She came in and said respectfully, Mr. Yang, tomorrow's ACL reconstruction patient will consume a set of consumables. I will replenish the supplies in advance today.

Oh! Yang Ping remembered.

The pre-operative preparations, including the equipment, were all made by Song Zimo with the fifth Zhang Linnong, and Yang Ping was only in charge of the operation now.

The operation is at 8:30 tomorrow! Song Zimo reminded.

Huang Jiahui nodded, but out of the corner of his eye glanced at the images on the computer.

Mr. Yang, take the liberty to ask, can I get to know this patient? Huang Jiahui asked bravely.

Song Zimo pointed and said, It's nothing, it's not a sports injury. A child with bone tumor has gone bankrupt in treatment. We just discussed about reducing the fee.

sorry for disturbance.

Jiahui exited the ward, almost ran out, took the elevator to the first floor, immediately picked up the phone, and called her brother.