Chinese medicine: When you do things to the extreme

Chapter 20 'The King's Suppression' is too impatient (please collect and read!)

In the afternoon, five fifty-five.

After a whole day of being busy in the outpatient clinic, even Zhou Yanqing felt a little tired. He pushed open the door of the clinic and looked outside. Zhou Yanqing said, "Master, there are no patients outside."

"Thank you, Master, for giving me this opportunity. I just delayed your time off work."

The normal closing time for the outpatient clinic is 5:30 in the afternoon, but when Gong Yi saw that there were only a few new patients at the end of the clinic, he stood up and asked Zhou Yanqing to see three cases.

After Zhou Yanqing fiddled with the machine nervously and carefully for a full hour, he finally finished seeing the three new patients.

New patients are not inpatients. Inpatients are admitted to the ward only after they have been diagnosed and operated on by their superiors, such as the chief and deputy chief physicians, in the outpatient clinic. The diagnosis and surgical indications are very clear. For new patients, everything is unknown.

Zhou Yanqing was a new doctor and it was his first visit. Even though he had followed Gong Yi in the outpatient clinic for more than two months and had some experience, it was not much.

After all, Gong Yi is an old hen with a bunch of chicks under her, and the regulations require that students who are about to graduate should work in the outpatient clinic to gain some experience and qualifications in outpatient clinics.

Senior Huang Yuandong just graduated in June.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with the diagnosis and the doctor's instructions were carefully and strictly followed.

"Your theoretical reserve is much better than Huang Yuandong's. This is the first time I have treated Xiao Huang as an outpatient. He..."

"Forget it, I won't say anything." Gong Yi hesitated.

It is not easy to see a doctor in the outpatient clinic. It is not easy to deduce the most suitable diagnosis from all the unknowns.

Medical students have a focus on exams. When you go to the clinic, you will find that the textbooks are not detailed enough and typical patients are like rare things in the clinic...

"It's already very good that you were able to see and diagnose three outpatients properly on your first try..." When Gong Yi said this, the second to last patient turned around and pushed the door open.

A middle-aged man with a slightly plump figure held up a list and asked, "Doctor, do I really not need surgery? It hurts so much every time."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanqing quickly replied, "Your condition is called tennis elbow, which used to happen more often to tennis players. But any profession that uses the elbow a lot is prone to 'tennis elbow.' You're a chef, and you often stir the wok and chop, which is actually the same chronic sports injury mechanism."

"Your current symptoms are not serious. There is no serious organic damage. The most important thing is to rest more and use your elbow less or even try not to use it at all."

"Of course, if your job requires you to use it, then for now you can only treat it symptomatically. Apply loxoprofen sodium gel externally and rest for a while. It's best..."

"It's better to take a rest." Zhou Yanqing wanted to say that you should change your career, but in the end he held back the words.

In reality, don’t most people make money by exhausting their bodies?

Many surgeons suffer from lumbar disc herniation as they get older. My master Gong Yi now wears a waist belt when performing surgeries, and the director of spinal surgery has never advised anyone to change careers.

The patient looked at Gong Yi.

Gong Yi also nodded, understanding what the middle-aged man meant, and explained: "It's like this, don't look at my youth, I am also a master's student, and I have studied medicine for seven or eight years, which is much longer than you studying cooking, right?"

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "I didn't...I didn't think so. Thank you, doctor, thank you, expert."

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At the end of the shift, downstairs in the outpatient department, Zhou Yanqing neatly stacked his and his teacher's white coats in a cloth bag and held them in his hands, asking cautiously: "Master, before the ward rounds this morning, Brother Zhong said that he would let me take turns with him in suturing the flap tomorrow."

"I don't know if it's a joke or not."

Clinical work is not a joke.

According to the rules, Hengda First Affiliated Hospital is a director-in-charge system, that is, the director who leads the group has all the rights to operate and allocate the patients, and even Tao Yubin, the deputy chief physician, can only follow Gong Yi. Li Zhong is the attending physician of this hospital. He just told me last month that he also wanted to practice suturing and took back the authority to suturing flaps. This time he asked to take turns with me. Zhou Yanqing couldn't figure out what Li Zhong meant, so he could only ask his master Gong Yi.

It's not easy to be a little doctor.

In the group, Li Zhong is just a slightly more senior doctor. It’s not easy for him either. He also needs to grow and needs opportunities to practice.

"I don't know if it's a joke or not, but tomorrow during the surgery, just take your time and watch. If you want to have it sutured, take the initiative to talk to Li Zhong and ask for his opinion."

"Although I am the director, I cannot have the final say."

"Of course, if you insist and want to sew, the master can be the highest-level 'master of the king' for you!" Gong Yi made a mischievous joke, his face full of extreme satisfaction.

Zhou Yanqing's current suturing level is almost as good as Li Zhong's, both have reached the level of skin jelly suture. With such qualifications, which teacher would not be pleased?
Zhou Yanqing's diligence, hard work and attitude towards learning are well known.

As for qualifications, Gong Yi also knew it in his heart.

"Eh..." Zhou Yanqing paused. He didn't expect that his serious question would be diverted by his master. But he didn't want to disturb his master's interest. He rolled his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Master, if, 'I press one more layer', can I try to sew the tendon?"

Gong Yi's small eyes flashed rapidly for more than twenty times. He was riding the electric scooter on tiptoe, but he fell down again. He even forgot to use the propeller, and the hip of the electric scooter was tilted.

The tone was serious and excited: "Let's go to the practice room!~"

"No... not now, Master!" Zhou Yanqing waved his hands hastily, suppressing his teacher's impatience: "Soon... I have a feeling."

Zhou Yanqing couldn't see the progress bar for the ten thousand stitches, but through his own calculations, it should be not far off.

In September, Zhou Yanqing spent almost all his time on suturing. At that time, Zhou Yanqing thought that since he couldn't pass through the special professional channel of Jishuitan anyway, he might as well make his "piaoke" longer.

Try your best to suture and reach an incredible level.

Of course, this is just Zhou Yanqing’s own idea. How can it be so fast to sew ten thousand times?

The cost of buying silk thread, sewing needles, and skin jelly is not a small amount.

Hearing this, Gong Yi smiled awkwardly and got back on his scooter: "I thought you could sew it now."

"It's also because I was too anxious, always thinking about you..."

Gong Yi hesitated and said, "Okay, let's go to the practice room. If Jishuitan doesn't work out, there are still many opportunities. It's not just the orthopedic doctors in Jishuitan who are orthopedic doctors."

"Jishuitan is good, but after all, it's like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge."

"Okay, Master! ~ Then I'll go to the practice room first after putting away the clothes..." Today, it was Zhou Yanqing who took the initiative to refuse Master Gong Yi's invitation.

Zhou Yanqing knew that Gong Yi invited him to dinner to comfort himself for his failure in the doctoral exam, and he also knew that Gong Yi's hesitation just now was because he hoped that he could fight for a way out.

The PhD from Jishuitan Hospital is not good enough, but the one from Xiangya Hospital is also good enough.

Suturing and stretching the cuff is a requirement for the channel suturing technique taught by a doctoral student in the Department of Hand Surgery at Xiangya Hospital.

"Yanqing, I gave you a small sum of money. It's not much, only three thousand yuan, but it's enough for you to buy materials for the practice room for a while. I have reported this money to your master's wife..." After Gong Yi finished speaking, he turned the valve of the electric car and walked away.

The figure left in a hurry, as if he didn't want to let the students know his family background.

In fact, he didn't want to see Zhou Yanqing's reaction when he poked at his family background, which was not a weak spot.

(End of this chapter)