It seems that there are total residents, but in fact they are responsible for the most people. Below are professional doctors, professional masters, training doctors, intern doctors, and regular training doctors. When divided into one group, there are more than a dozen people!

Ding Dian also told Zhou Cheng: "The total number of registered beds in our ward is fifty-four. There are no extra beds. Each person is assigned a maximum of two beds, usually one!"

"Except for the professor, associate professor, attending physician, and chief resident, who do not care about the bed, everyone else must participate in managing the bed and operating."

Ding Dian’s introduction made Zhou Cheng speechless!

Twelve people, managing seventeen beds, a typical situation where there are too many monks but too little food!

During the ward rounds, Lin Ziyuan led the team. Ding Dian introduced Zhou Cheng to Lin Ziyuan. Only then did the others notice Zhou Cheng. However, Ding Dian only introduced Zhou Cheng as her junior brother who would follow her for a while.

Everyone's performance UI just regarded Zhou Cheng as an ordinary graduate student or intern, without wasting too much time, and then the large team set off for ward rounds.

During the ward rounds, it is not a teaching round, so it is very fast.

However, during the ward rounds, Zhou Cheng discovered that all the bedside doctors here were as good as masters. In addition to reporting medical history and medical records, they could even answer questions about academic progress from Professor Lin Ziyuan and Associate Professor.

Related questions.

For example, right now, Lin Ziyuan is asking: "What are the classifications of this rotator cuff tear? Have you checked the latest research progress? What are the currently commonly used treatment methods and improved methods?"

Oh, such a difficult question, but I can answer it fluently!

This really shocked Zhou Cheng!

What kind of monsters are these?

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Finally, when the ward rounds were over, Zhou Cheng even felt that he couldn't keep up with the ideas of the ward rounds. It didn't mean that he didn't know how to diagnose or treat. Even Zhou Cheng knew the corresponding treatment methods.

However, what Zhou Cheng knew was the classic and commonly used ones. Regarding some of the improvement methods answered by the bedside doctors, Zhou Cheng felt that they were simply blank. After carefully analyzing the answer points, he actually felt that some of these improvement methods were superfluous.

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Some of them are quite amazing, and they suddenly open up their minds a little!

In the process of answering, Ding Dian went even further. In addition to putting forward conventional treatment methods and improvement methods, he also put forward his own understanding and which aspects he felt could be optimized.

After hearing this, Lin Ziyuan and others replied: "This is a good idea. Ding Dian, go check and see if there are any articles on this subject. If so, refer to it. If not, explore your own path."

"Next!"

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"Senior Sister Ding, are you always like this during ward rounds?" After the ward rounds, Ding Dian also brought Zhou Cheng into the operating room as usual.

Ding nodded and said in a rather demonic voice: "The operation speed in the department is also very fast, so although there are not many beds in a ward, the patients who are hospitalized will basically be there on the second to third day.

Discharge, turnaround was very, very fast.”

"There is no such thing as a day operation here. There are six to seven sets of arthroscopes here, which is enough for three groups to take turns to perform surgeries."

"Moreover, many surgeries in sports medicine can be performed in outpatient operating rooms, so the patients who come to the hospital are all day surgery patients. They are not hospitalized for examinations in the hospital. Preoperative examinations are done before admission."

"The surgery is arranged on the same day of hospitalization, and the patient is discharged on the second or third day."

"So basically we will come into contact with new patients every day, and then three groups will conduct ward rounds on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays every week. Then the pace will be slower, but the content will be richer."

"So, here, those who don't read the literature are the monsters."

When Zhou Cheng heard this, he immediately clicked his tongue and asked, "Senior Sister Ding, how many beds are there in the ward?"

Zhou Cheng did some mental calculations and found out that a wave of patients are discharged every two or three days. Even if the department only has forty beds, there may be three to four hundred patients that can be treated in a month. The number of surgeries in a year, excluding holidays, is at least two.

Three thousand units.

The number of operations in the department is estimated to be more than ten every day.

"There are about fifty beds. There are no extra beds, but it doesn't matter. There are some relatively simple operations. After the operation, you will be observed for one night and then discharged the next day." Ding Dian's voice was still very magical.

It's not that Ding Dian did it on purpose, it's just that her voice was born like this, and it was like this when talking to Professor Lin Ziyuan and others.

Lolita tone, baby face, sometimes soft and waxy, sometimes relatively formal.

The sound seemed to have a relatively strong impact, making Zhou Cheng feel that the hairs on his skin were standing on end...

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When Zhou Cheng stepped on the sensor door of the operating room, he heard the curses inside.

"You have to pay attention to adjusting the direction of the planer. The arthroscope is live. It is not a traditional scalpel. You need to rely on your hands to adjust the direction."

"No matter how you change hands here, can you turn the planer head inside? Do you want to break it or break the patient's joint capsule? Think about it, okay?" The one who cursed was Lin Zixiang.

Professor Lin!

He stood in Isuke's position, half annoyed, half preaching.

Associate Professor Du is now sitting under the control panel in the operating room. The operating time continues to clock above his head. The operation has been going on for about an hour and a half.

Someone opened the door. Lin Zixiang just glanced at it and continued to say to the little brother who was doing the surgery: "Don't look at others, just look at the surgery. This is your surgery, and you are the one doing the surgery!"

"If this patient does not undergo shoulder arthroscopy or general anesthesia, with your distracted attention, would you really dare to perform the surgery?"

Zhou Cheng originally wanted to see the specific process of this operation, but when Zhou Cheng turned his head, he saw basically except for Professor Lin Zixiang, the young man who was the surgeon whom he did not recognize, and another young-looking second assistant and hand-washing nurse.

Stand outside.

Everyone else found a place to sit down one by one. The circulating nurse and Associate Professor Du Kunning sat on stools. The anesthesiologist had a special sofa chair. After Ding Dian entered the operating room, he also found a seat on his own. It seemed that

I don’t want to touch Professor Lin Zixiang’s brow.

The other students either sat on the stepping stools or found a piece of green cloth spread out on the ground and sat down.

When Zhou Cheng saw this situation, of course he didn't dare to watch it at close range. He followed Ding Dian and stood next to where she was sitting, not daring to move. His eyes occasionally blinked, and his skin trembled as Lin Zixiang cursed.

Consciously nervous.

Lin Zixiang scolded him really fiercely.

Ding Dian moved his stool and said in a low voice: "The person who is performing the surgery now is the chief resident of our group, named Han Xiaoming. The second assistant is the chief surgeon of our group, named Lu Mo, the tallest one with fair skin.

!”

After Zhou Cheng nodded, he didn't have time to say thanks.

Professor Lin Zixiang fired again: "Can you remember something? I just made this mistake last time, and now I'm making it again. You have to think about it yourself, what should you do next? Point out your

Didn’t you sum up the mistake yourself and reflect on it?”

"You need to have a surgical idea, a complete surgical idea."

While he was cursing, Professor Lin Zixiang suddenly seemed to have seen something wrong. Then he immediately closed his eyes and didn't want to say anything. He lowered his tone and sighed helplessly: "Oh, forget it, Xiao Ming."

, please get off the stage first, you have to watch more!"

"You're not good enough to perform surgery alone."

Then, as soon as he turned his head, Lin Zixiang pointed in the direction of Zhou Cheng: "Ding Dian, wash your hands and come on stage!"

Ding Dian hurriedly walked to the operating room, and when he walked out, he touched Zhou Cheng!

Zhou Cheng quickly followed him out. He breathed a long sigh of relief. He thought Professor Lin Zixiang was calling him, Ding Dian, so it didn't matter.

I'm just a member of the public.

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It’s time to get to the point, familiar territory, and it starts to feel fun. A plot must have ups and downs and foreshadowing, so take your time and you’ll feel more comfortable!
Chapter completed!