I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 52 Knife Tyrant [Dear friends, please be careful recently! 】

The training of surgeons is many times more difficult than the training of physicians.

Technique, mentality, and proficiency are all indispensable.

Some doctors are very good at simulation, even when they are assistants, they can complete their tasks perfectly, but once they are the chief surgeon, they are no different from a novice.
This is a mentality problem.

Some doctors have good skills and mentality, but they don't practice enough, their proficiency is not enough, and the speed and perfection of the operation are also insufficient.

So a qualified surgeon will be welcome in every hospital.

What Li Xiaojun did was not perfect.

But not bad.

At least in Yu Wenxing's opinion, being able to do this for the first time is considered a hard work.

"Clamp it."

Yu Wenxing commanded.

"Will you sew?"

Li Xiaojun smiled awkwardly.

He knew that Yu Wenxing didn't like to use the Hemlock to clamp this thing, but he really didn't have the ability to use the joystick to suture. "Come on, if you don't finish one operation, how can you gain experience."

Yu Wenxing shook his head, motioning for Li Xiaojun to continue.

Li Xiaojun took a serious look at Yu Wenxing, and after confirming that the other party was not trying to run him off, he withdrew from a joystick, clamped Hemlock on the head of the joystick, and extended it in again.

"Leave 0.5cm at the base of the appendix, don't clamp too much."

"kindness."

Li Xiaojun tried his best to compare the lengths on the monitor. After a long time, he finally closed the clip. Then he quietly glanced at Yu Wenxing like a primary school student. Seeing that the other person’s expression did not change, he withdrew from the joystick again and continued to clip another clip. .

The two ends were clamped, the electric knife in the middle was cut off, and the moment the appendix was taken out of the body, Li Xiaojun let out a heavy breath.

Looking at the appendix in hand, Li Xiaojun showed a proud smile on his face.

"87 minutes."

Tang Ling angrily reported the time, and Li Xiaojun's complexion was not good at that time.

"It's already very good, after all, it's the first time."

Yu Wenxing thought it was okay.

Tang Ling blinked twice, "Brother Jun, didn't everyone say that the first time should be very fast?"

"Who said that?" Li Xiaojun feigned anger, "I think back then"

"Okay, pack your things."

The itinerant nurse interrupted Li Xiaojun's urge to think about the past.

Resentfully interrupting the idea of ​​bragging, he put away the things on the abdominal wall, and the next patient was pushed in.

Li Xiaojun looked at Yu Wenxing with a cute expression again.

Yu Wenxing said without thinking, "You do it."

Immediately, her adorable face turned into gratitude.

Li Xiaojun sincerely thanked Yu Wenxing for being so generous.

Correct,
Generous.

Perhaps most surgeons will encounter such a thing.

Obviously I have been an assistant for a long time, and I am obviously ready to be the chief surgeon.

But the superior physician always seized all the opportunities to be the chief surgeon.

All that is left to the assistant is the suturing of the skin.

Such a senior doctor is called a sword fighter.

Generally speaking, the age of Daoba is not too young,
Most people at this age have rigid thinking, and they are unwilling and have no energy to accept new things.

And young people are obviously willing and have the energy to accept,
But no chance to practice it.

The existence of Daoba not only seriously affected the growth of junior doctors, but also fatal to the progress of surgery.

Li Xiaojun can see it,

This kid Yu Wenxing is also willing to undergo surgery, otherwise there will be close to ten operations a day, and Yu Wenxing has never complained.

And judging from the innovation of the two-hole method, Yu Wenxing is not only willing to do it, but also willing to think.

This kind of person generally has an extremely perverted pursuit of surgery.

I can't wait to spend all day in the operating room and do all the operations.

"Just like Liu Xuejun." Li Xiaojun sighed after criticizing in his heart, "Fortunately, this kid Yu Wenxing is not such a person."

After general anesthesia, he washed his hands with a line, and stood in the position of the chief surgeon for the second time. Li Xiaojun did not feel nervous the first time.

However, this operation was a bit complicated. It took two hours to finally remove the appendix, and the anesthetist was going crazy.

Li Xiaojun also looked embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "After get off work, let's go drink some wine and relax."

The irritability in the operating room was a little less.

Yu Wenxing wanted to refuse.

He has to go back to music lessons.

But let him refuse in every possible way, Li Xiaojun would not let him go, he had no choice but Yu Wenxing had to agree.

In the subsequent surgery, Li Xiaojun was killed and no longer performed the surgery.

Yu Wenxing had no choice but to go back to his old job, holding two joysticks and performing crazy operations.

The gap between two hours and more than 20 minutes is really a bit big, Li Xiaojun blushed a little, and secretly thought that he had to continue the simulation after returning.

At 6:[-] in the evening, the operation was performed.

Seeing Song Rentou still sitting in front of the computer writing the medical records word by word, Li Xiaojun's scalp felt numb.

"Is the medical record finished?" Li Xiaojun asked.

"Not yet." Song Rentou looked a little tired, but he was still calm.

"I'm going to see the patient, do you want to continue writing the medical records?" Li Xiaojun's words went around again.

"go together."

As soon as Song Rentou heard that he was going to see the patient, he got excited again. He stood up with excitement on his face.

can feel,

He really likes medicine.

But a person's character is not so easy to change.

Perhaps being a person who writes medical records in surgery is his best choice.

Li Xiaojun's speed of seeing patients was slowed down again, but surgical patients really have very low requirements for ward rounds, so if you ask a few casually, it's considered finished.

Think about it too,

Most of the pain of surgical patients can be solved on the stage, and they can be discharged from the hospital in a few days, and they are of course in a good mood;
Unlike internal medicine, most of them are chronic diseases, doctors can't cure them, and they can't die. Most patients have mild or severe anxiety, and their desire to confide is very strong.

After finally reading more than 40 patients, I went back to the office and saw that the time was already 07:30. Li Xiaojun was a little anxious, but seeing that Song Rentou was back in front of the computer to write the medical records, he still asked:

"let's have dinner tonight?"

"No, I'll write the medical records later."

"also."

Go back to the independent hot pot restaurant.

Tang Ling looked contemptuous,
"Brother Jun, why don't you just treat us to the buffet?"

Li Xiaojun laughed awkwardly, "This one is not bad, really."

Tang Ling pursed her lips, but seeing Yu Wenxing also came, the dissatisfaction in her heart dissipated in an instant, and she said unabashedly, "But as long as I can eat with Brother Xing, I can eat anything."

"Oh!!!"

Everyone booed immediately.

Yu Wenxing wanted to leave.

Being dragged into the hot pot restaurant by Li Xiaojun, the anesthesiologist, the itinerant nurse, and Li Xiaojun went to choose dishes at the same time. Yu Wenxing moved his buttocks and dared to stand up, but was firmly pressed on the chair by Li Xiaojun who had not gone far Then, after giving him a "knife" look, Li Xiaojun happily left.

Tang Ling looked at the other party with affection.

Yu Wenxing felt like sitting on pins and needles!
Ass hurts!
(End of this chapter)