Chapter 35: So Many Good People Around!
“If it’s tendon suturing, you can do it conventionally if you want… it’ll just mean less rest time for you.”
“Of course, I also thoroughly inquired with Peng Kun, and he said that Doctor Xiang, who came down from Zhou People’s Hospital, is not skilled in the modified Tang method either…”
“Moreover, after Director Xiang Daihong went to the countryside, where would he have so much time to constantly deal with tendon ruptures? He’s focusing his energy more on authentic surgical procedures in hand surgery like flap transplantation and reattachment of severed limbs.” Zhang Tiesheng didn’t ‘schmooze’ with Lu Cheng for no reason; he had genuinely gathered some information.
As it stands, because of Lu Cheng, Zhang Tiesheng’s monthly performance has actually increased by over nine hundred yuan.
While nine hundred yuan in performance couldn’t buy Zhang Tiesheng’s ‘submission’, it was enough to buy his ‘composure’!
“Brother Zhang, isn’t this a bit embarrassing?” Lu Cheng was still reluctant to grind away at case files and patient medical orders for ‘scraps’!
“What’s embarrassing about it? It’s an official task assigned by the department for you to learn surgery. It’s a genuine and arduous job.”
“Professor Chen has been in the countryside for almost a month, and he’ll be returning in just over two months.”
“With our current learning progress, even after Professor Chen returns, we probably won’t be able to glean much technique from him.”
“Xiao Lu, your learning efficiency is high, so you should be prioritized.”
“Then it’s settled. After Professor Chen gets off work, Director Lin and I will go find him again to finalize this matter.” Zhang Tiesheng unilaterally became the ‘overbearing boss’.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Cheng felt a bit incredulous.
It wasn’t that he didn’t understand Zhang Tiesheng’s genuine intentions, but he found it hard to imagine that Brother Zhang Tiesheng and Brother Zeng Huanqi would really make such choices.
According to Zhang Tiesheng’s “schedule,” Lu Cheng and Professor Chen Song wouldn’t have fixed shifts, which meant not more rest, but relatively more work.
Lu Cheng was willing to work harder, but Professor Chen might not be willing to constantly handle emergency surgeries.
His coming to the countryside was for ‘assistance’, not as a formal employee of the hospital, so he wouldn’t necessarily stay up day and night with Lu Cheng.
Lu Cheng had just finished writing his surgery records when a message arrived from Elder Brother Zeng Huanqi—
The gist was similar to Zhang Tiesheng’s, but Zeng Huanqi’s message indicated that he could help persuade Professor Chen Song so that Lu Cheng could study at ease.
These two “iron alliance” brothers, their relationship doesn’t seem like one of life-and-death brothers, does it? With just one phone call, they went in opposite directions, each expressing their brotherly affection for Lu Cheng in their own way…
“Thank you for your kind intentions, Brother Zeng. I’ll strive to work hard.” Lu Cheng was not overly proud.
With the meal already prepared and brought to his mouth, Lu Cheng had no reason not to open his mouth.
Mastering more surgeries and having more opportunities for surgeries would lead to more skill points. Lu Cheng now had a frantic desire for skill points.
…
At 5:30 PM, Professor Chen Song, the “Cat Person,” punctually changed into his casual clothes and walked out of the lounge.
He had intended to routinely ‘inspect’ Lu Cheng’s work, but as soon as he stepped out, he was intercepted by Director Lin Qianlong, Zhang Tiesheng, and others.
Since Professor Chen was senior, he didn’t need to report his departure to Lu Cheng, so Professor Chen left directly from the lounge without telling Lu Cheng that he was leaving.
At the same time, Han Xiaoping from the emergency clinic promptly sent a “lying flat” message: “Xiao Lu, Professor Chen has finished work. From now on, apart from tendon injuries and routine diseases, all others will be referred!”
Han Xiaoping, that Square Head, would take the elevator if there was one and would absolutely lie down if he could sit.
Since it was his night shift, there would be no ‘new disease types’ that the department couldn’t handle.
Either refer them to a specialty department, an upper-level hospital, or to meet Marx; Han Xiaoping would not invite trouble unnecessarily…
“Okay, okay, Brother Han.” Lu Cheng was reading a textbook on Huang Jiasi’s Surgery, focusing on the volume for simple general surgery procedures.
“If there are surgeries for tendon rupture or appendicitis, just call me.”
“Today’s on-call doctor is Tian Zhuang, and I’ll handle the patient discussion and consent!”
Han Xiaoping: “Got it!”
The straightforward boy Tian Zhuang, although on standby for surgery, could only enter the operating room; no one dared let him directly speak with the patient’s family members…
At 11:40 PM, Lu Cheng had closed his book and was standing by the window, resting his eyes while looking outside.
Reading could enhance personal abilities, but one shouldn’t ruin their eyes.
After a certain period of reading, one reached the limit of their capacity to absorb knowledge.
“Buzz, buzz!”
Lu Cheng’s mobile phone vibrated with a WeChat message. Lu Cheng shook his head, picked it up, and saw it was a message from Professor Chen Song.
It was a formal notification to Lu Cheng about his ‘unscheduled full surgery duty’ starting tomorrow, and that Lu Cheng should go home early to rest today.
After tomorrow, he wouldn’t need to get up on time in the morning, but he needed to be ready to answer the phone at any moment.
Lu Cheng had no doubts: “Okay, Teacher Chen. Thank you for your hard work.”
“I will report the basic condition of the patients to you at any time.”
Lu Cheng understood clearly that this kind of duty was actually Professor Chen Song elevating him. The on-duty doctor would first report the patient to him, and then he would invite Professor Chen to the operating room for ‘teaching’.
It wasn’t that Professor Chen, after identifying a suitable surgery for teaching, would call Lu Cheng into the operating room and say, “This surgery is quite standard, you should learn from it.”
Why would Chen Song, a renowned expert in teaching techniques, have to beg to teach Lu Cheng? Did he really have no students left to mentor?
“Mmm, go back and rest early. If you’re unlucky, this might be the last full night’s sleep you get for the next two months,” Chen Song said.
“I’ll do one more ward round, then I’ll go back to rest. Teacher Chen, you should sleep early.” After speaking, Lu Cheng immediately left the doctor’s office to check on the patients in the surgery group.
“Doctor Lu, you’re not resting yet?” The doctor in the ward saw Lu Cheng coming over again, and besides being pleasantly surprised, couldn’t help but feel a bit astonished.
However, patients familiar with Lu Cheng knew about his habit of making multiple ward rounds: “I told you, Doctor Lu would definitely come.”
“Doctor Lu is very meticulous.”
Lu Cheng didn’t respond directly but started a physical examination from patient bed 1: “Mmm, you just had surgery today, how are you feeling now?”
“You don’t have that colicky pain in your abdomen anymore, right? Just some slight pain at the incision?”
Patient 1 was the one who had appendicitis surgery that afternoon!
“It doesn’t hurt anymore, it doesn’t hurt anymore. Thank you, Doctor Lu. The pain before the surgery was unbearable.”
“I even wanted to jump off the building and end it all.”
“Now I’m comfortable, it’s good I didn’t act on my impulse.” The patient was a young man who liked to joke.
As soon as he finished speaking, his wife punched him: “If you don’t know what to say, just don’t speak. What do you mean jumping…”
The young man said aggrievedly: “Doctor Lu, you understand me, right? I’ve had surgery, and I still have to…”
“This life is unbearable, I’m going to call my father-in-law.”
Confirmed, he’s a comedian.
“Go ahead and call. Should I help you?”
“Stop joking around.” The woman rolled her eyes.
Lu Cheng understood and joked: “Brother, get a good night’s sleep. You’ll be discharged in a few days, and then no one will have your back.”
“Enjoy the current moment of peace.”
“Sister-in-law, my brother is indeed mischievous!” Lu Cheng turned and left.
The young couple bickered softly, their words like cold dog food hitting Lu Cheng’s face.
It couldn’t be helped; there was no law prohibiting public displays of affection in the ward…
There’s no way around it, there’s no law that says you can’t show affection in the ward…
