Chapter 216 Nervous People

Liu Weichen didn't fall asleep all night.

Even in his sleep, he could still dream of Ling Ran's appearance, especially when Ling Ran said "it doesn't matter".

The so-called good doctor after a long illness, Liu Weichen has been in the bone joint and sports medicine center for a long time, and he is also familiar with the doctors' attitude towards surgery and patients.

Relatively speaking, the relationship between the patient and the doctor in charge will be closer, especially for a big name like him, if there is any medical need, he can communicate with Dr. Qu, and then make a request to the research center.

Once, Liu Weichen asked for a ward with the standard of a presidential suite. Later, the Orthopedics and Sports Medicine Center actually furnished him with a luxurious ward. Although it was not up to the standard of the presidential suite in Las Vegas, it was It is also a large suite with four bedrooms, a terrace and a kitchen, which is decent.

Now, the presidential ward is still there, but Liu Weichen doesn't care anymore.

A few years ago, he stayed in the presidential ward, partly to recuperate from minor injuries and partly to avoid reporters. The Orthopedics and Sports Medicine Center cooperated very well in order to gain exposure. Dr. Qu even met many reasonable and unreasonable demands of Liu Weichen.

However, the injury of Achilles tendon rupture can no longer be cured by living in the presidential ward. No matter how good the attitude of the Bone Joint and Sports Medicine Center is, it cannot invite well-known foreign doctors or even domestic well-known scalpels. Dr. Qu is still good at comforting and teasing, he still speaks pleasantly, enthusiastically and patiently, but Liu Weichen is becoming more and more impatient.

Liu Weichen just wanted to heal the injury.

This is his only request. As long as this goal can be achieved, he no longer cares about the environment of the ward or the attitude of the medical staff.

If he wants a good environment, he can go to Maldives and Tahiti. If he wants a good attitude, he has plenty of fans and media and advertising companies that follow him.

And the doctor he really wanted, the doctor who could cure himself and guarantee that he would be able to compete in the field for another two years without being disabled, none of them appeared.

Liu Weichen kept recalling Ling Ran's words in his dream:

"Because I don't care!"

"I have something to say!" Liu Weichen woke up from his sleep, sat for a while, and when he wanted to sleep again, he found that the pillow towel was soaked.

At this time, Liu Weichen couldn't sleep anymore.

He moved his legs,

Try to move yourself into the wheelchair.

When he was in good health, this action didn't require him to exert any effort at all, but today it made him sweat a little.

Liu Weichen opened the curtains and looked at the morning glow in the sky, his whole body seemed to sink in.

It has been more than a week since the injury, and Liu Weichen has already known that in the field of Achilles tendon repair, a rupture of the Achilles tendon within two weeks is called a fresh Achilles tendon rupture. Compared with an old Achilles tendon rupture, the repair of a fresh Achilles tendon rupture Higher success rate, better results and faster recovery.

Although there is no essential difference in the effect of the Achilles tendon repair within two weeks, Liu Weichen does not want to wait until the last day. Besides, there is really no last day for this kind of thing.

A little earlier is better than making a choice later without any regrets.

After Liu Weichen finished watching Zaoxia, he picked up his phone and wanted to dial, but stopped again, and then changed to sending a text message: Is there any news from Mayo?

Mayo Clinic is the number one orthopedic hospital in the world, and its globalization is also very strong. Even if Liu Weichen believes in Zhu Tongyi and his research institute, he can't wait obediently at home.

In the past week, Liu Weichen has been looking for relationships as much as possible, contacting experts and hospitals from all over the world.

However, no one has been able to come up with his ideal restoration plan.

Zhu Tongyi knew his thoughts best, so he came up with a plan, but no one could implement it.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Liu Weichen's mouth.

In the end, is it still necessary to choose a palliative solution?

Use a one-year recovery period in exchange for maybe three months, maybe half a year of a highly athletic Achilles tendon, and then resign yourself to fate.

Or, simply half a year of recovery period, three months or less of high athletic ability, and then retire on time...

Liu Weichen didn't want to choose any of them!

He wants to play for another two years, at least one year, and then talk about retirement.

After thinking wildly for some time, his cell phone rang with a "ding dong". Liu Weichen hurriedly checked and saw the text message answered: there is no new change.

Liu Weichen squeezed the phone tightly, and then sent a WeChat message to the assistant: "Get up, let's go to the research institute."

...

Dr. Qu slept even worse, waking up early to arrive at work did not make him feel any better.

The food provided by the restaurant was mediocre, only yogurt and milk could whet Dr. Qu's appetite, so he ordered another bowl of porridge, and took the plate to his seat.

"Have you heard?" Without even taking a sip of the porridge, a resident doctor sat across from Dr. Qu with a look of "I have information" all over his face.

Doctor Qu slowly tore open the outer packaging of the yogurt, took a sip, and asked, "What did you hear?"

"Ling Ran has done six cases."

Dr. Qu frowned as if stitched up with needles, and asked, "Achilles tendon repair?"

"Yes, I did it all night without stopping."

The resident doctor waited to talk, but saw Dr. Qu push away the plate, got up and left.

When he was approaching the operation area, Dr. Qu suddenly turned his head, woke up, and turned directly into the demonstration classroom.

In the room, there were indeed several people watching the live broadcast.

The Bone Joint and Motion Research Center has 4 operating rooms that can be connected to the classrooms. Doctors love and hate their existence.

From the degree of love and hatred of doctors, we can often see their surgical level.

The average doctor doesn't care which operating room is in, and some doctors are very concerned about whether there is a camera. Of course, in the research center, most doctors like to show the existence of the classroom secretly.

Those who like to brag in the operating room, those doctors who like to tease little nurses to play with little doctors, wish that every operation can be watched by someone, and every operation can be photographed.

When Dr. Qu heard that the residents had paid attention to Ling Ran, he guessed that the classroom was opened.

Entering the room, I saw that the screens on the wall were all lit up.

From the shooting of the panoramic camera, Ling Ran's face occupies a separate screen, with a straight nose, firm and deep eyes, and good skin that makes one feel like he can write a paper.

His hat was also changed, and there were two little yellow rabbits on it, with their ears hanging down, swaying with Ling Ran's movements.

Through another screen, one can see that under the surgical field camera, Ling Ran has already entered the suturing state. While combing the ponytail-shaped Achilles tendon, he is stitching the seams neatly, evenly and closely...

Dr. Qu's mind was spinning rapidly, and he asked, "Since yesterday?"

"It is said that I slept for 4 hours in the middle, and woke up at three or four o'clock in the morning to start doing it again." A resident doctor saw Dr. Qu, put on a smile, and said, "I asked, and I heard that Ling Ran was in the cloud. When I was a doctor, it was done like this, and it was common to have surgery at three o'clock in the morning."

"The nurse on duty won't bother him to death." As soon as Dr. Qu finished speaking, he knew he was being stupid. If the nurse bothered him, could he send out two rabbit hats?

Dr. Qu deliberately turned around to search for the 201-jin resident doctor.

In the corner, there was a lump of meat grabbing a bottle of mineral water and pouring it fiercely.

"When is Ling Ran going to do it? Do you know?" Doctor Qu looked around.

The resident doctors present looked at each other, and said humanely: "Doctor Ling has queued up all the remaining patients, and probably will finish all the patients in the queue."

"How many people are in the back?" Dr. Qu asked.

"Four more."

"Didn't that treat all 10 patients?" Dr. Qu only felt goose bumps all over his body, not because of surprise or worry, but more like pleasure.

It is as if the warrior heard of the fierce battle and the athlete saw the hearty game.

Several residents nodded in unison.

"The assistants he brought with him were all tired and lay down."

"I started catching young men yesterday."

"Lin Zi followed suit. After playing for more than an hour, he stared at him for ten minutes before changing venues."

Doctor Qu didn't know what to say.

Especially seeing the resident doctors, complaining, puzzled, teasing, curious, liking, and fearful, Dr. Qu was even more conflicted.

He actually wanted to encourage the residents to strike. The reason for the strike is well thought out, and Ling Ran is not from the research center, so why should he use the resident doctor of the research center? At least he should go through the process or something.

But he knew that such words would not be popular.

Don't look at the residents who talk about the operation as if they feel tired, but if there is an operation in front of them, these guys will rush to it one by one.

There are a lot of tiring things in the hospital, not just surgery?

In order to have the opportunity to perform surgery, many resident doctors would rather give a pump to the superior doctor without complaint or regret.

Some residents not only want to be a punching bag, but also take the initiative to be a punching bag, just to gain more time on stage. Dr. Qu himself was young, and he knows how difficult it is for young people to learn their skills.

Considering this aspect, Ling Ran is quite a good senior doctor. He himself is taciturn, neither likes to brag about himself, nor scolds the resident doctor, and even offers the resident doctor the opportunity to get started...

It can be said that following Ling Ran's operation, apart from being a little tired, there is almost nothing wrong with it.

The most important thing is that people's technology is placed there, which attracts residents, just like that face attracts nurses.

"Doctor Qu..." Another resident doctor pushed the door open.

"What's the matter?" Doctor Qu shouted annoyedly. Where does he have so many jobs in his daily life, he is completely pushed up by all kinds of people.

"Liu Weichen is here." The resident doctor didn't bother to say much, so he replied, turned around and left.

"Have you arrived at my office?" Doctor Qu asked.

"Go to the academician's office."

Dr. Qu's heart shuddered, this is not normal.

He didn't care to look at Ling Ran any more, and hurried out to look for Liu Weichen.