A doctor who travels through two eras

Ye Yongan followed us out of kindness, just like an ambulance.

But when you ask whether there is any element of mocking traditional Chinese medicine hospitals in it, the answer is definitely yes.

Whether people admit it or not, Western medicine has gradually become mainstream medicine, not to mention abroad, even in China in 1960.

Encouraging the development of traditional Chinese medicine is something that will happen decades later. Now we need to break all the old forces, and traditional Chinese medicine is precisely the old force...

As the hospital with the highest level of Western medicine in the country, Union Hospital has the capital to look down on traditional Chinese medicine hospitals, at least that's what Union Hospital thinks.

Ye Yongan carefully examined Section Chief Quan's wound and had an idea in mind:

"Oh, it's not just the ligament that's broken, the tendon here is also severed. You need surgery right away, otherwise it won't be reconnected. Old Shen, how about you treat me to lunch? I'll reconnect it for you right now."

Dean Shen gritted his teeth when he heard this:

"Bah, Old Ye, who are you looking down on? Do you know where you are now? The Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is the best hospital in the country, even in the world. Why do you need help from Union Hospital?"

Ye Yongan refuted lightly: "No matter how good a Chinese medicine practitioner you are, you can't perform surgery."

Dean Shen snorted: "Who said we can't do it? Our Chinese medicine doctors are all versatile. We can all learn Chinese medicine, let alone a little Western medicine?"

Now it was Ye Yongan's turn to be surprised:

"Can you perform tendon and ligament reconstruction? I'm not sure I can do this successfully. Old Shen, you can't joke with the health and safety of the patient. This is not the time to be angry."

Dean Shen was unsure, but he couldn't admit defeat at this time, so he winked at Lin Sanqi next to him:
"Then, Comrade Lin Sanqi, show Dr. Ye from Union Hospital some of your skills. Let them see that Union Hospital is not the only one that can perform this operation."

Lin Sanqi received the signal and walked up happily:
"Please rest assured, Comrade Dean, I promise to complete the task and fulfill the trust entrusted to me by D and the people. I will not let down the country's years of training me and will not let down ..."

Dean Shen blushed: "Alright, alright, hurry up and get ready. Why are you still shouting slogans at this hour?"

Lin Sanqi scratched his head. Wasn't he trying to adapt to this era? He had to show his loyalty and shout slogans before doing anything?

Ye Yongan looked Lin Sanqi up and down, his eyes full of doubt:
"Young man, you look quite young. Which medical university did you graduate from? Did you study abroad? Can you handle this operation?"

Dean Shen was dissatisfied:

"What do you mean by coming back from studying abroad? Comrade Xiao Lin was born and raised in our hospital, and his parents are both employees of our hospital. Three-year-olds can play with your Western medicine stuff, so why would he go to university? Ha~~~"

"Oh, good, good, you are born with the ability to perform surgery without any training or schooling, right? I think you can change the name of Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine to Capital Hospital of Bragging. I want to see how you perform this reconstruction surgery."

Ye Yongan was not in a hurry either. He folded his hands and decided to watch the operation to the end.

The two deans were arguing with each other, and Section Chief Quan, who was lying below, was getting a little anxious. He asked Lin Sanqi to perform surgery on him? Was he using him as a corpse for human experiments?
Are you kidding me?
Currently, only Dean Shen and Section Chief Kong know that Lin Sanqi can perform surgery. Others are not aware of this and some even think that he doesn't even understand Chinese medicine. The whole mountain is now nervous.

He just looked at Lin Sanqi, then at Vice President Ye of Union Hospital, his heart full of resentment. There was obviously an old surgical expert here.

"Ahem, Dean Shen, can I use this hand..."

Dean Shen knew what the logistics chief was up to and glared at him, "No!"

Section Chief Quan's hands were not only in pain, but his heart was in pain as well. He looked at Lin Sanqi with resentment:
"Xiao Qi, Uncle Quan treats you well, you must not repay kindness with hatred. If you are not sure, we would rather not do this operation."

While Lin Sanqi was packing up his equipment, he said without turning his head:

"Uncle Quan, don't worry. As for my medical skills, I have never received any negative reviews over the years. How could I not be sure?"

Section Chief Quan said faintly: "There are no bad reviews. You killed the person, how can I give a review..."

When the staff of the Chinese Medicine Hospital heard that Lin Sanqi was going to have surgery, the whole hospital was in an uproar again. More people gathered outside the orthopedics department, and even Lin Kucan rushed over after hearing the news.

Doctor Lin was also full of questions at this time, wondering if his little son had had any adventure during the ten years he was missing?
At this time, some people in the crowd saw Lin Kucan coming and made way for him to walk to the front. Some people also asked:
"Doctor Lin, how come Comrade Lin Sanqi knows all about Western medicine? Did your family teach you?"

Lin Kucan looked calm on the surface:

"You don't know this. My hometown, Huadu, is close to Southeast Asia. Doctors not only have to learn Chinese medicine, but also Western medicine. My little Qi studied Western medicine in a church hospital since he was a child. Of course, he knows how to perform surgery."

"That's not right. Comrade Lin Sanqi was only a few years old in Huadu. How could he learn it?"

Lin Kucan didn't care: "The skills are there, and besides, Western medicine is so simple. It's not as difficult as Chinese medicine, which takes more than ten or twenty years to master."

"That's right. Western medicine teaching is all about mass production, which is nothing like our traditional Chinese medicine."

"Yeah yeah……"

While people were discussing outside, Lin Sanqi was already prepared in the room.

It was called preparation, but in fact they just spread out the surgical instruments on the table. The Chinese medicine hospital didn't even have a regular operating room, so the orthopedic bone-setting room was temporarily used as an operating room.

Lin Sanqi didn't have a surgical gown to wear, so he just put on an ordinary white coat and prepared for the operation, not caring whether the environment was sterile or not.

Ye Yongan looked at the scene and shook his head, thinking that the Chinese medicine hospital was really a mess, letting a young man mess around. Ye Yongan was ready to save the situation himself if the operation failed. Lin Sanqi picked up a bottle of alcohol, held a cotton ball in one hand, and said to Quan Shandu:
"Uncle Quan, bear with it. This is alcohol and it will hurt a little to disinfect it."

Section Chief Quan's back was soaked by this time. He knew he couldn't escape the knife, so he just risked it:

"Xiao Qi, come on, Uncle Quan can hold it back, I... Ouch!!!"

There was no iodine these days, so domestic disinfection relied on alcohol. However, few people could stand the stinging pain caused by alcohol on wounds. No wonder Section Chief Quan let out a roar like a slaughtered pig boat.

"Ah!!! Ah!!!"

The roar of the section chief was so heartbreaking that the staff of the Chinese medicine hospital outside the room all expressed their sympathy.

Lin Sanqi didn't care whether the patient was in pain or not. He wasn't the one in pain anyway. All he needed to do was to complete the operation quickly and accurately.

Ye Yongan watched coldly from the side. He saw Lin Sanqi draw a can of anesthetic with a syringe, and then inject it in a circle along the wound.

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

Ye Yongan felt that Lin Sanqi seemed to be capable of such anesthesia. At least his technique was very professional when administering anesthesia, and he didn't look like an amateur. This made him even more interested.

The anesthetic took effect, and Section Chief Quan felt the pain eased and stopped yelling.

Lin Sanqi put on rubber gloves, disinfected them again, and took out the surgical needle to start suturing.

Dean Shen and Doctor Li from the orthopedics department personally helped with flashlights that served as shadowless lamps, so some people held their breath, wanting to see how this colleague from the purchasing department performed the operation.

Ye Yongan also unconsciously moved a little closer.

Lin Sanqi was seen holding a needle holder in his right hand and a clip in his left hand. He wanted to test the quality of the surgical needle, so he clamped it and bent it. Unexpectedly, as soon as he applied force, the needle broke with a snap.

The needle broke...

Lin Sanqi was shocked...

Dean Shen, Li Jingming, and everyone watching were stunned...

Section Chief Quan's guts suddenly sank, didn't they?

Ye Yongan, Vice President Ye, almost laughed out loud, didn't he...

Lin Sanqi felt that he was really going to die, but he soon found out the reason.

One of the reasons is that the latex gloves of 2023 are very thin and fit the hands well, while the rubber gloves of 1960 are thick and bulky. He is not used to them and the feel is wrong.

In addition, surgical needles in 2023 are all made of special steel with excellent toughness and hardness, and needle breakage is rare during surgery.

However, surgical needles in 1960 were all made of ordinary steel, of very average quality, and the needle tips were not sharp enough, so the needles broke into two pieces as soon as Lin Sanqi applied a little force.

Dean Shen was so angry that his teeth were almost worn out. If it weren't for the people from Union Medical College, he would have cursed on the spot.

Lin Sanqi suddenly had an idea and quickly put the blame on his mortal enemy to ease his embarrassment:
"Don't worry, everyone. The needles that Union Hospital lent us are blunt and of obsolete quality. You can see that they broke when I touched them lightly. Don't worry, I'll just change the needle."

Now it was Ye Yongan's turn to be at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

But he did not expose it. After all, saving lives was the most important thing now, and this kind of verbal lawsuit was not very meaningful.

Lin Sanqi changed the needle and carefully found the two ends of the broken ligament before he started to work seriously.

Ligament and tendon sutures can be divided into as many as seven or eight types, such as Bonnell suture, Kessler suture, Tsushita suture, double cross suture, etc.

Each suturing method has its own advantages and disadvantages, and Lin Sanqi is a little confused about which one to choose.

Ye Yongan saw that Lin Sanqi hesitated, so he laughed half-truthfully:

"Doctor Xiaolin, what's wrong? You don't know which angle to start from? Come, call Teacher Ye and I'll teach you."

When Lin Sanqi saw Dean Shen with a sullen face, he knew which side he should stand on. If he wanted to make it in the Chinese Medicine Hospital, he had to stand firmly on Dean Shen's side and confront Ye Yongan.

"Vice President Ye, it's not that I don't have the right angle to insert the needle. It's just that I know too many suturing methods, and I want to choose the one with the best effect and the least side effects."

"Oh, have you thought of that?"

"Of course, I'm going to use the Broad Street stitch."

"Broad Street Suture? Never heard of it?" Now it was Ye Yongan's turn to have a mind full of question marks.

Lin Sanqi thought to himself that you must have never heard of it. The technique he was going to use was not invented until 1975. Who told you that you were not a time traveler? He just wanted to scare you. (End of this chapter)