medical simulator

So he wanted to find out if Yang Yifeng could step in and fill up the gaps in his group.

Yang Yifeng smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth and said, "Director Yan, I think it's pretty good now. There are already a lot of talents in the department about the manual reset, so I won't mix it up."

"Thank you, Director Yan, for your love."

After finishing speaking, Yang Yifeng directly exited the director's office, leaving behind Yan Hanhan, who was frowning tightly, in the director's office, frowning and smoking, probably sitting for a long time...

Yang Yifeng is a serious person who comes to the No. [-] Hospital to gather stories, so he never forgets to find materials for his novels.

He carefully prepared all kinds of materials, and he was also seriously coding every afternoon.

However, the subordinate of the first ward of the orthopedics department, he has already made a round.

He has almost understood what he should understand, so today he plans to mix into the department downstairs.

Everyone has their own background and story, and each factor will affect the psychological layout and changes of the subordinate doctors.

For example, although Yan Haihan is the administrative director of the second ward, the chief administrative director of the orthopedics department is still in the first orthopedics department. Then, what are the resident doctors and graduate students there, what are their thoughts? ?

It's a lot to look forward to.

Analyzing the identities and gaps of different characters, and analyzing the gaps caused by different factors, is a very interesting thing in itself.

You must know that compared with the objective factors of orthopedics, the thoughts in people's hearts are subjective and active, so after thinking about it, the taste is enough.

Yang Yifeng was wearing work clothes, holding a blue pen and a black leather notebook, and set off for the Department of Orthopedics.

……

When he came to the Department of Orthopedics, Yang Yifeng saw that the people in the Department of Orthopedics were still making ward rounds. It seemed that the progress of the ward rounds was very slow today, but he was not in a hurry. He just waited quietly in the office for the ward rounds. the end.

Finally, around 40:[-], Li Changhong's group from the Department of Orthopedics came back from the ward rounds.

Today is surgery day for their group.

The little doctor who was on duty for 24 hours yesterday was left in charge of the doctor's orders and dressing changes on the day of surgery in the department. If there is no surgery arrangement, then he can go back to rest or go to the operating room to help.

This is for the consideration of the rest rights of the doctors on duty who fought for the operation day in the group.

And the people in the other two groups didn't seem to be in a hurry to finish the house inspection.

In the office, Li Bufan saw Yang Yifeng and felt a little strange, and found that Yang Yifeng was looking at him speculatively.

Then he touched his head and asked, "Did you come to ask the director of our department to sign?"

Yang Yifeng saw that he was a doctor of this hospital. He had the overalls and badge of this hospital, and he was also holding a pen and notebook, as if he had come to ask the director to sign.

It's just that those who need to sign are usually graduate students or interns. With Yang Yifeng's face, he looks like he's almost thirty. Maybe he's a mature-looking graduate student?Are you going to plead?

"I'm not here to ask the director to sign. I'm Yang Yifeng from the Department of Orthopedics. Come..." Yang Yifeng straightforwardly explained his purpose of coming.

It means that I am writing a novel and I hope I can ask him to write a novel.

Although Li Bufan felt a little bit pained when he heard Yang Yifeng say this, it was new for everyone to have their own ambitions. After all, he read novels, but there was no one around him who wrote novels.Now that I met someone who came to collect the style, I immediately felt that the author might be a very dedicated person.

So I chattered: "You write a novel? Did you post it at the singularity?"

"What's the name? How many clicks? How many favorites?"

Li Bufan is a ten-year-old bookworm. He has been reading novels since high school, so he knows something.

Yang Yifeng dealt with it casually, and didn't really ask Li Bufan to collect recommendation tickets, monthly ticket subscriptions and other one-stop things for him.

The money he wants to earn is not the affectionate subscriptions of people around him. He has to write a good story so that people can read it.

Then Yang Yifeng asked Li Bufan to do things first. He only had to ask questions, and Li Bufan could answer casually, and he didn't need to organize his words deliberately.

"Doctor Li, are you a graduate student? Or a resident trainee?"

"Zhu Pei, the second year this year."

"What about you?" Li Bufan is quite talkative. Anyway, he thinks that people who write novels must also love novels, so there must be a lot to talk about later.

Pushing books, what novels have you read, if you don't have the rations to solve the book shortage, then there are too many questions to ask.

Two 10 minutes later—

Yang Yifeng was dumbfounded listening to Li Bufan's narration, stopped writing, opened his mouth slightly, and forgot to record for a while.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang?" After Li Bufan issued the doctor's order, he found that Yang Yifeng was stupid.

Waved in front of his eyes.

Then he said: "Can't this fact be used? I think it is very useful. This kind of plot is usually seen in novels."

Only then did Yang Yifeng murmur, "You mean, yesterday."

"Your department is also doing manipulative reduction of joint dislocation, and then the reduction did not go up?"

"I asked the professors from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University to read it, and they all said that surgery is recommended?"

"Then?"

"Our department, Zhou Cheng, have you finished the reset?"

"Yeah." Li Bufan nodded seriously.

"I saw and heard the whole process with my own eyes." Li Bufan said seriously.

"Is this Zhupei awesome?" Then he smiled, showing a proud look on our Zhupei, and gave a thumbs up.

Because Yang Yifeng didn't confess his identity to Li Bufan, he didn't think it was necessary.

Yang Yifeng looked at Li Bufan's expression seriously, and the other party looked sincere, not like a fake.

Only then nodded blankly: "Is the patient's film still there? I want to know more about it."

Hearing is false, it may not be this Li Bufan, and it may not necessarily be that he has added oil and vinegar to the pain.

He didn't even understand what the movie looked like, so he deliberately added a professor's plot.

After all, according to the classic routine in the novel, the professor came and couldn't get it done, and then the protagonist went to save the world with all his might.

This professor was too scared to come, how dare you make it up!

It's cool, but I just feel a little too outrageous.

Yang Yifeng analyzed the matter from a professional point of view.

"Yes, yes!"

"Materials, collect materials." Li Bufan immediately and enthusiastically called out all the films before and after the reset of the patient yesterday, and then said:

"Look, Brother Yang, that's all, the wrist is dislocated."

"Anyway, I heard what Mr. Luo said is awesome."

"What is the DRUJ?"

Yang Yifeng's eyes were immediately pulled over by the plain film. While watching, the corners of his mouth murmured: "Dislocation of the radiocarpal joint, separation of the inferior radioulnar joint, dislocation of the 2nd to 5th metacarpal joints."

"No fracture or dislocation around the lunate?"

"hiss!"

"My nia?"

"How could this patient be like this?" Yang Yifeng turned his head and asked Li Bufan.

When Yang Yifeng made a professional diagnosis, Li Bufan's tone froze, and he looked at Yang Yifeng seriously.

Who are you?

The diagnosis that Wang Yaoxiang couldn't see, did you say it verbatim?

"Is it traumatic?" Li Bufan said seriously.

Yang Yifeng continued to touch his head, and then murmured: "The ones that can cause dislocation of the radiocarpal joint are definitely high-violence injuries. With such high violence, more than 90.00% of them will be concurrently fractured, but this patient happened to have no fractures. "

"The probability of occurrence is one in a hundred thousand or even one in a million. No wonder the professor is scared when he sees it."

"This novel can't be written like that?"

"Ah?" Li Bufan was stunned.

Feeling strange: "Isn't the novelist's thinking absolutely radiant? Fantasy novels are still good."

"Because ordinary authors don't know about this situation. Those who know about this situation generally don't become authors." Yang Yifeng looked at Li Bufan and explained.

Li Bufan raised his eyebrows: "..."

I thought to myself, do you mean you are very unusual?

Chapter 113 The Weird Child

About ten minutes later, Li Bufan reluctantly said goodbye to Yang Yifeng: "Brother Yifeng, if you read a good book next time, remember to push it for me."

There are not many people who actually read novels in the department, and those who have read have only read one or two well-known online novels.

When Yang Yifeng talked about novels with them, he always felt cautious, for fear of accidentally defining himself as an old-fashioned reader...

But Yang Yifeng is different. His understanding of novels is quite extensive, ranging from novels written by "ancient gods" to recent popular novels on major websites. Bufan recommends a few books.

Li Bufan briefly glanced at the beginning, and each prepared a pirated txt download file.

Seeing that Yang Yifeng's scalp tightened a little.

But he didn't say much, just nodded and said: "Okay, if I see a good book, I will definitely recommend it to you to solve your book shortage."

Then put away the blue pen cap, put the pen in the side pocket of the white coat, closed the black leather notebook, glanced at the doctor on duty in the orthopedics department today, thought for a moment, and walked out of the orthopedics department office.

When walking through the walking stairs between the first department of orthopedics and the second department of orthopedics, Yang Yifeng still felt that it was a pity that he did not see the whole process of this patient's diagnosis and treatment in detail, otherwise, this would be an excellent case material , can be used in novels.

Now it's just hearsay, far less profound than what I saw with my own eyes, but it is also one of the excellent 'copy' materials.

Yang Yifeng returned to the office of the second orthopedic ward, and saw Du Yanjun was there, frowned slightly, and asked with a smile: "Brother Yanjun, have you been temporarily arranged to be on duty today?"

Yang Yifeng was even more curious about Zhou Cheng at the moment, he had seen the schedule before, and planned to have a chat with Zhou Cheng again today, but Yan Haohan temporarily interrupted his plan in the middle of the arrangement in the morning.

"Well, brother Zhou Cheng was too tired yesterday, and he is still on duty today, so he is not allowed to be on regular shift. Now he is resting in the lounge."

"Brother Yifeng, have you just come back from collecting wind?" Du Yanjun asked back.

With Yang Yifeng's outfit and black leather notebook in his left hand, he must have gone to some department for an interview.

"Just chat casually." Yang Yifeng responded, but also got the news that Zhou Cheng was still in the department.

"I'm off work first, you are busy first."

……

Although Yang Yifeng was curious about Zhou Cheng, it was just curiosity. Even when his teacher Ding Changle came here to watch Zhou Cheng undergo a Class III operation, he refused Ding Changle and asked him to go to the operating room together. invitation.

Because to Yang Yifeng, ordinary fracture patients, no matter how well they do, are just like that, no big deal.

Although, maybe Zhou Cheng didn't know how to do it, the operation was done extremely well, but he couldn't attract Yang Yifeng.

On the contrary, it may be because of writing novels that Yang Yifeng is more interested in patients with difficult and miscellaneous diseases, preferably with a little difficulty, just like the rare fracture patient that Cai Dongfan was arranged by Yan Haihan before.

Such a complicated case is quite interesting to contact.

It's a pity that the patient Zeng Yi invited himself to undergo anesthesia in the director's group a few days ago was quite routine, but because Zeng Yi had too many worries, he had high requirements for anesthesia.

After learning about the case, Yang Yifeng didn't want to go, but in the end he went anyway.

Yang Yifeng still didn't forget the purpose of coming to No.[-] Hospital.

Seeing that Zhou Cheng was still in a deep sleep, Yang Yifeng packed his backpack on his own, returned the notebook and pen to their original positions, and yo-yoed ahead of time.

He doesn't have to be on duty, he just comes here to watch the flowers, so he is naturally very leisurely.

……

However, when Yang Yifeng arrived at the house he was renting.

So he prepared hot water and chewing gum, which are necessary condiments for Yang Yifeng's codewriting.

Not long after opening the notebook and typing, my teacher called me.

Yang Yifeng frowned suddenly, he didn't like being interrupted when he was doing things, especially when he was coding, even if this person was his teacher, but fortunately, Yang Yifeng chose to connect before it even started.

"Master, good morning." Yang Yifeng was still very polite to Ding Changle.

Ding Changle smiled and said, "Are you coming home from get off work again? Have you had a pretty good time in the recent leisure time?"

When Yang Yifeng was in his own group, he had to do a lot of things, no less than ordinary attending or associate professors.