A hundred days after signing in, the first surgery shocked the world!

Surman Province,

Lai Ming City, the 13th People's Hospital of the Second Class Hospital.

Cardiothoracic surgery inpatient area.

A young man with a somewhat pale face and hair that had fallen out showed a look of surprise.

"Mom, my classmate just told me that in the village next door to them, there was a villager who had a heart tumor, and then he had heart surgery, which was successful, and it was done by the First Hospital of Peng City, so I thought, since the doctors in the imperial capital can't afford it, I will find a doctor from Peng City."

The mother was shocked: "Son, what you said is true?" "

Ye Xiaochun nodded: "My classmate inquired, and sent me the medical record, it is indeed a heart tumor, the resection was successful, and the recovery is good..."

When the mother heard this, her sad face suddenly showed an excited smile.

"Okay, okay, let's go to Peng City right away..."

"Don't, don't go to Peng City..."

"Why?"

"Mom, the consumption over there in Peng City is too high, I know the situation of our family, too poor, borrowed all relatives and friends, received more than 50,000, although medical insurance reimbursed a lot, but these more than 50,000 have been spent, and the valuable things in the family have been sold, otherwise why should I recuperate in this second-class hospital?" And not go to a tertiary hospital? So, it's better to ask the doctor to come over and throw knives, this can save a lot of money..." Ye Xiaochun said.

When my mother heard this, tears suddenly fell again: "It's my mother who has no skills, and she didn't make any money..."

Ye Xiaochun shook his head again and again with red eyes: "I've grown up, I'm not a child, I used to scold you for not making money, but now I can feel your hard work, it's me who can't stop you and drags you down..."

Mother: "Don't say that, you are our son ..."

The more the mother and son spoke, the more tears they were, and finally they hugged and cried.

The family is so poor!

Now he spends more than 200,000 yuan a year in hospitalization, borrowing from all over the world, begging relatives and friends to borrow it.

And the only source of income is that my father went to work in a mold factory and worked overtime day and night to earn it back. In addition to taking care of Ye Xiaochun, her mother usually works a few part-time jobs and makes money desperately.

It's really desperate!!

母亲还不到50岁，头发已经白了五分之一，皱纹、老人斑又多，看起来跟六七十岁老人一样！

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City One Court.

Medical Service.

"Hey..." Xiao Liang, the administrative customer service, received a strange phone call saying that he wanted to contact Dr. Lin, who had last performed heart tumor removal surgery on Wan Shiqiang, and asked to go to the southern province to throw knives.

When Xiao Liang heard this, he was surprised.

Heart tumor removal surgery?

Dr. Lin's reputation has spread to the southern province?

Awesome!

"This may become Dr. Lin's first throwing knife, and I am the liaison!" As a fan of Lin Feng, the executive girl cheered and felt a strong sense of participation and mission!

She quickly reported to her superiors.

Layer-by-layer escalation.

Finally, I came to Director Chen.

Director Chen got this news, then was taken aback, and then laughed, realizing that this might be Lin Feng's first throwing knife.

He thought about it and made a call to Dean Wang Chang.

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layer by layer delivery,

Finally, Lin Feng received a call from President Wang Chang.

"What? Want me to throw knives? "

Lin Feng looked confused.

Excited?

Expect?

Is this going to be my first throwing knife?

Flying

At this time, a synonym for tall!

Every doctor will always yearn for his own success, and then patients all over the country and the world will hear his reputation and invite himself to throw knives.

That is a symbol of strength, fame!

Ordinary doctors, even in their lifetime, may not have this opportunity!

However, Lin Feng had doubts again.

"Why don't you find the doctor of the imperial capital throwing knife?"

"Or why not go to the imperial capital?"

The administrative girl of the medical office quickly gave Lin Feng an answer.

Doctors in the imperial capital, many patients (patients gather all over the country), more monks and less porridge, patients make appointments, scheduled hospitalization, scheduled surgery... Processes can take a lot of time.

Moreover, the patient is in the second-class hospital, the reimbursement rate is 92%, and when it comes to the third class in the imperial capital, it is estimated that it is only 60%.

As soon as he heard this, Lin Feng understood.

"Let the patient go through the illness..."

Lin Feng needs to do an online diagnosis first to see if he can do this kind of surgery.

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It took a week of communication and diagnosis, and Lin Feng probably confirmed that the patient's condition was similar to the heart tumor of Wan Shiqiang (mirror man) in front of him, all of which were benign, not malignant, but because they had developed for too long, they had reached the stage that needed to be resected.

If it is malignant and 'flowing' out, the meaning of surgery can only be delayed, and there is no possibility of radical cure.

Next

Confirm the date of surgery, itinerary...

Of course, in this process, Lin Feng communicated with the patient dozens of times, so the other party knew that Lin Feng was very young, so he avoided going to the hospital there, the patient felt that Lin Feng was young and gave up the operation and ran for nothing.

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December 15.

The wind is cold...

Lin Feng asked Director Changwu for a week's long vacation.

(Changwu: ".................."Although you rotate in the gastroenterology department, why do people always run around? ）

After taking leave, Lin Feng took Song Ziming, Huang Ziqian, the itinerant nurse Xiao Liang, and the instrument nurse Xiao Chen of the Cardiac Surgery Department, and a whole team got on a plane and flew to the southern province.

By the way, I also brought an ECMO (Cardiac Surgery).

(Zhao Wangyang: emmm, rob my patient, and rob me of my instrument... ）

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Surman Province,

Lai Ming City, the 13th People's Hospital (county-level second class).

The patient Ye Xiaochun, his mother, his father, and the attending doctor (not the attending physician, but the doctor in charge of the patient) Chen Jiwen waited outside the hospital, waiting for Lin Feng and others to arrive.

Attending doctor Chen Jiwen: "I heard that this doctor is very young? "

Ye Xiaochun: "Yes, very young. "

Dr. Chen Jiwen: "I think, you don't need to be so anxious, the doctors who do heart tumors are all old doctors who are very old and have 340 years of experience, and young doctors are probably not safe." "

Ye Xiaochun shook his head: "I have already inquired, this doctor is very powerful, it is said that he has done several heart surgeries, all of which have been successful." "

Dr. Chen Jiwen was unimpressed: "How many units?" I also had a few heart surgeries, but it doesn't mean I'll have this tumor removed, it's not a normal surgery... I think it's better for you to wait for the imperial capital's great doctor throwing knife. "

Ye Xiaochun was sad: "It's too hard to wait..."

When Dr. Chen Jiwen heard this, he sighed.

Oh, yes.

It's too hard to wait!

The imperial capital gathers patients from all over the country, and even patients from all over the world come to admire it, and there are many monks and porridge, and it is simply difficult to wait.

Then......

A car slowly drove into the hospital.

License plate tail number: ***421

Ye Xiaochun was overjoyed: "It's coming!" "

Chen Jiwen's spirit was lifted, as a doctor in a small hospital, he always had a kind of respect for the doctors in large hospitals in big cities.

Although Chen Jiwen doubted whether this flying knife doctor could perform heart tumor removal surgery, he knew the power of doctors in third-class hospitals.

In the past, when Chen Jiwen graduated, the hospital where he practiced was the current 13th People's Hospital (a county-level second-class hospital).

Because it is a county-level city, most of the people facing are rural people, the rural medical insurance reimbursement rate at that time was low, there were many self-paid patients, and many patients who came to the hospital were already in serious condition and had to be treated.

At that time, he was full of spirit and confidence, and from time to time joked with other colleagues that the specialists in the tertiary hospitals may not be able to do the work of primary internal medicine, because the conditions are more serious and complex.

But later, after the internship, the performance was good, I was fortunate to get the recommendation of the hospital, went to a city third-class hospital (also a relatively poor kind), but found that the professionalism, completeness and scientificity of the third-class hospital's training of doctors far exceeded that of ordinary hospitals.

It's just a dimensionality reduction strike!

At that time, he realized how ignorant and ridiculous the idea that 'the top three doctors are not competent at the grassroots level' is.

When he returned to the county-level second-class hospital after completing his training for a year in that third-class hospital, he found that... The level of colleagues is so poor!!

I feel like I am a 'college student' and my colleagues are 'elementary school students'!

During this one-year training period, his level has developed by leaps and bounds.

Many colleagues find it difficult to get sick, and in his eyes, it is actually a minor illness.

Since then, he has been full of respect for the third-class hospitals in big cities. When many times his colleagues are laughing at the tertiary hospital, he agrees on the surface, but in fact, he is disdainful in his heart: "You never know how powerful the professional ability of the doctors in the third-class hospital is!" "

At the same time, it is precisely because of his 'excellent performance' that he was praised by the hospital leaders and promoted very quickly!

(Feelings: Praise for the speed of the country's medical construction, it can be called earth-shaking!) ）

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Lin Feng and the others got out of the car.

Lin Feng, Song Ziming, Huang Ziqian, Xiao Liang, Xiao Chen... Five people.

The patient's parents pushed Ye Xiaochun and doctor Chen Jiwen and rushed over.

"Hello Dr. Lin, hello, welcome to our hospital to guide the operation!"

Chen Jiwen respectfully held Song Ziming's hand and said enthusiastically.

Because Song Ziming looked the oldest, Dr. Chen Jiwen subconsciously thought that Song Ziming was Dr. Lin.

Song Ziming: "....................."

Lin Feng, Huang Ziqian, Xiao Liang, Xiao Chen: ".................."

atmosphere

It was embarrassing all of a sudden.

Song Ziming blushed in embarrassment and pulled his hand out hard.

An embarrassed smile.

"Ahem~~ This, Dr. Lin is not me, it's him (pointing to Lin Feng next door to Huang Ziqian)..."

Chen Jiwen: "........."

His face suddenly became embarrassed, and he quickly held Huang Ziqian's hand.

Huang Ziqian: "???? "

Quickly waved his hand.

"It's not me, it's him, he's Dr. Lin, we're all assistants, assistants..."

Chen Jiwen: ".................."

His face was even redder, and he lost his face, and he made a series of mistakes, and quickly ran to Lin Feng and shook his hand tightly.

"Dr. Lin, welcome, welcome, Peng Xingsheng!"

It's all a little incoherent.

After speaking, Chen Jiwen looked at Lin Feng.

Shocked!

So young! Good boy!

Wrong...... How old is this? At such a young age, can you really get a heart tumor resection?

Dr. Lin smiled and shook hands: "Dr. Chen, these days, Dr. Chen is going to work hard." "

Chen Jiwen hurriedly said politely: "It should be, it should be." "

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Next, Lin Feng and others entered the hospital and went through the throwing knife procedures, and the documents of Lin Feng, Song Ziming, and Huang Ziqian were to be copied to the hospital.

As soon as you enter the hospital,

Lin Feng's handsomeness and confidence immediately attracted the attention of the nurses, doctors, patients, and family members around him.

"Oh my God, how handsome!"

"Who is this?"

"Four more people followed? Could it be the rich second generation? "

Chen Jiwen arranged for Lin Feng and the others to go to the conference room to rest first, and then let the nurse go through the procedures.

Soon word spread.

"Sisters, that handsome guy is not a rich second generation, but a doctor, who came to our hospital to throw knives? And also the chief surgeon! "

"What? Throwing knives at such a young age? That's awesome! "

"Taking advantage of the opportunity to deliver tea, I secretly took a lot of photos and shared them with my sisters: Shuaitu JPG, Shuaitu JPG, Shuaitu JPG, Shuaitu JPG..."

"Aaaa

"Lick first!"

Soon, word spread throughout the hospital, and the nurses went crazy one by one.

Many nurses had time and quietly ran to the first floor to peek at Lin Feng.

This grand occasion is quite like when the little plum audition for "Titanic" was that year, and the women of the entire building ran over to watch strongly.

"Sisters, I have a message for you: his name is Lin Feng!"

"Ahhh~~ I remembered, isn't this Weibo that male god doctor?"

"Oh, by the way, I also remembered, it may really be the same person, more than 800,000 fans!"

"What's the name of Weibo?"

"Lin Feng, who doesn't want to rely on his appearance!"

"I'm going, it's really, haha, that dark circle is so cute ~~~ Love love!"

And at this time,

The male doctors looked confused.

"What happened?"

"Why are these nurses crazy?"

"I heard that there was a super handsome doctor downstairs, and the nurses all ran to watch."

"Handsome? Am I handsome? "

The vinegar smell in the hearts of male doctors is sky-high.

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On Lin Feng's side, after the formalities were completed, 20 minutes had passed.

Lin Feng: "Dr. Chen, that's it for today, let's check into the hotel first, then rest for one night, and tomorrow we will start formal diagnosis and arrange surgery..."

Chen Jiwen nodded: "Okay, okay." "

Lin Feng and the others left the office.

And then......

The nurse sister who found the dark field was guarding outside.

"Wow, the male god is out!"

"Aaaaa

"God, it's more handsome than the photo, no, I'm going to faint!"

"According to the tradition of my Miao family, I will carry him home and be a husband of the village..."

Lin Feng sweated furiously.

Too enthusiastic, right?

Hurry up and run.

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The next day, Lin Feng's team returned to the hospital and diagnosed the patient Ye Xiaochun in the morning, and held a meeting with the doctor of cardiac surgery in the afternoon.

At first, the heart surgeons were very surprised by Lin Feng's youth and very pessimistic about the operation.

Subsequently, as Lin Feng discussed the surgical plan, many heart surgeons found that...

I rub!

Do not understand!

What to do? No, we are old doctors, we can't be looked down on.

So, from time to time, they nodded and agreed, trying to put on a 'I understand' and 'this is a good solution' expression.

They don't dare to object.

A deputy chief physician objected, raised a question, and then was explained by Lin Feng with a more profound theory, and then the deputy chief physician listened with a blank face, completely unable to understand, and lost a big face.

in a word

All doctors have learned: we don't understand, but try to pretend to understand!

So, the consultation ended amid a chorus of praise.

After the meeting, Lin Feng sincerely admired and praised: "The strength of the cardiac surgery department of the Thirteenth People's Hospital is very strong, powerful, powerful!" "

The doctors outside the heart blushed: "Where and where~~"

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