godfather of surgery

Chapter 151 Pure People
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 are you doing, went to Fuyi for a consultation yesterday?" Song Zimo was very concerned about this.

Yang Ping said flatly: "A patient with a loose Achilles tendon, an Olympic gold medalist in the 5000 meters, is about to undergo shortening of the Achilles tendon."

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. There may be surgical side effects, and the probability is quite high. Some use plasma knife for shrinkage, but the range of shrinkage of plasma knife is extremely small, it is probably not possible in your case, otherwise there would be no consultation."

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

Song Zimo sat down next to him: "What's your opinion, during the consultation with the First Attachment?"

Yang Ping saw that the time was still early, and said: "The Achilles tendon is not cut off, but the method of sinking the Achilles tendon insertion is to remove the Achilles tendon insertion together with the bone tissue, make the bone harvesting tunnel a little deeper, and then insert the heel. The tendon plug is reimplanted."

Song Zimo thought for a while, raised his eyebrows, and seemed to realize something: "Brother, what did you think of it?"

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

Song Zimo slapped his forehead: "Brother, your technique is really amazing, but how to adjust the tension seems to be very difficult?"

"The shift is about to start. I'll tell you in detail when I have time." Yang Ping stood up.

For the same three patients, there are no new admissions. Professor Zhang is more able to control the rhythm and does not want to accept too much at once.

The goal of comprehensive orthopedics is the quality of surgery, 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 force to attack the fortified army.

Director Han is very relieved now, and he doesn't take part in the shift. Director Tian simply goes 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 led everyone to check the ward. The Singaporean Chinese were reading newspapers and bought a few thick stacks. He probably bought all the newspapers available at the newsstand in front of the hospital.

This patient is going to be implanted with a ceramic rod for decompression of the marrow core. This surgical procedure is relatively new and should be relatively advanced in hip preservation surgery for avascular necrosis of the femoral head. It can guide blood vessels in other parts to grow into the necrotic area, similar to the South-to-North Water Diversion.

A patient with a ruptured anterior cruciate ligament is preparing for surgery tomorrow. The patient is practicing quadriceps muscle strength. As a professional athlete, compliance is good.

The little girl was reading lightly in the morning, except that her complexion was a little pale and her hair was a little thinner due to chemotherapy, but she was in good spirits, and she always had a smile on her face.

Yang Ping was the last one to check on her, so he could have a few more words with 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 mother?" Yang Ping saw her reading a book quietly by herself.

The little girl smiled and said, "Mom will go back and make breakfast, and bring it to me later."

"Does your family live not far away?" Yang Ping asked her.

The little girl said seriously: "Don't just ask other people's address!"

Yang Ping thought she was really cute, so he deliberately said, "I'm sorry!"

The little girl smiled secretly: "I was just joking with you. My home is not here. Mom and Dad rented a house, which is considered a new home. Dad found a new job, and Mom took care of me."

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

"Go get busy, I'll chat with her." Yang Ping let Song Zimo and Xiao Wu Zhang Lin disband.

"Can we have a chat? Make friends?" Yang Ping sat down on the chair beside the bed, the curtains of the ward were drawn, and the sun shone in, making it very warm.

"Of course, I like you very much, can I call you Brother Doctor?" The little girl closed the book.

Yang Ping nodded: "Yes."

"Why do you like me?" Yang Ping was curious.

"Because your eyes are clean and not cloudy at all." The little girl replied.

Clean, not cloudy, what does that mean?Yang Ping didn't understand the children's language.

"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, it's just—your eyes are very pure, you are very pure, I think so."

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

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 this about myself, it was very pure, it was really interesting, Yang Ping looked at the books on the table: "What book are you reading?"

The little girl sent the book by herself to Yang Ping——"Orphan in the Twist"!
"Can you understand this book?" Yang Ping was surprised.

The little girl was a little unhappy: "You adults always underestimate children. I can read Hans Christian 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 like little stars twinkling in the night sky: "I have read a lot, but certainly not as much as you."

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

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

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

After chatting with the little girl for a long time, Yang Ping has to go to say goodbye to the little girl.

Her quietness and composure exceeded Yang Ping's imagination. After all, she was still a child and knew nothing.

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

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

"Does our hospital have a Haifu Knife?" Yang Ping asked suddenly.

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

"Are you going to use Haifu Knife to treat her?" Song Zimo has been sitting next to him, waiting for him to explain the sinking of the Achilles tendon.

Yang Ping was noncommittal: "I have to think of a way to pay the fee? If it's really not possible, I can ask Director Han to apply for a reduction in the hospital, or take the route of scientific research cases."

Song Zimo was silent for a while, and said, "Let me figure out a solution for the expenses? You don't need to be distracted, just deal with her illness with peace of mind."

"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 charity, my old man will be willing."

"Count me in!" Tang Fei came over at this moment, listening to them discussing the cost.

Yang Ping knew that they were not short of money, a BMW [-] Series and a Maserati, they were really a good pair, they were well matched.

If they are willing, Yang Ping will not stop them. This is a voluntary thing, but if you have money, you can't kidnap them morally. They are also doctors here, not charity organizations.

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

Immediately bowed slightly: "Sorry to bother you, I'll come over later."

Yang Ping signaled her to come in: "It's okay, let's chat, what's the matter?"

She came in and said respectfully: "Ms. Yang, the patient who will be reconstructed with the anterior cruciate ligament tomorrow will consume a set of consumables. I will replenish them in advance today."

"Oh!" Yang Ping remembered.

The pre-operative preparations, including the calling of instruments, were done by Song Zimo and Xiao Wu Zhang Linnong, and Yang Ping only took care of the operation now.

"Surgery tomorrow at 08:30!" Song Zimo reminded.

Huang Jiahui nodded, but glanced at the video on the computer from the corner of her eye.

"Ms. Yang, may I ask, can I know more about this patient?" Huang Jiahui asked bravely.

Song Zimo pointed and said: "It's nothing, it's not a sports injury. A child with a bone tumor has already lost his fortune 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, picked up the phone immediately, and called her brother.

(End of this chapter)