Chapter 42 This suturing technique is amazing!
Xiao Aying went to the free clinic with Gao Yuyang and has returned now. She is an operating room nurse and admired Du Ruoxia's superb surgical skills after seeing them last time.
"Dr. Du, we've been waiting for you! Your arrival is a great asset to our hospital."
"Sister Ying, is Dr. Du really that amazing?" Jiang Xiaoli asked with a smile. She didn't have any bad intentions; she was just curious. After all, it was only the first day she met Du Ruoxia, and she was a surgeon at such a young age, which was really unbelievable.
Xiao Aying laughed loudly, "You'll see later, the fact that our hospital was able to keep Dr. Du is truly a testament to our hospital's goodwill."
"Make way! Make way! Where's the nurse?" A commotion arose outside.
"I'm here!" Xiao Aying hurriedly ran out.
Jiang Xinmin and two young men dressed in steel factory work clothes struggled to carry a stretcher into the room.
A man lay on a stretcher, screaming and groaning in agony, blood gushing from his right arm.
Jiang Xinmin turned to him and instructed, "The patient is a worker in the steel factory workshop. His arm was crushed by a machine while he was working this morning. He needs to be stopped and sutured immediately. Get ready."
"Okay!" Xiao Aying immediately stepped forward to help, skillfully applying pressure to stop the bleeding.
They were busy but organized, hurrying past two newly recruited "nurses".
Perhaps shocked by the man's gruesome, bloody wound, Liu Bolin couldn't help but ask, "It's so serious, shouldn't we send him to the city hospital? Can our small hospital handle it?"
Du Ruoxia casually said, "It looks scary, but it's nothing serious. There are no broken bones. Just stop the bleeding, sew up the wound, and bandage it up."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinmin turned to look at her and asked, "Why don't you give it a try?"
"Dr. Du, come with me." Xiao Aying winked at Du Ruoxia.
Upon entering the county hospital, she was able to perform her first surgery. In Liu Bolin's opinion, Du Ruoxia was incredibly lucky.
Du Ruoxia quickly changed into her surgical gown, carefully washed her hands with soap, and then entered the medical room.
Xiao Aying originally wanted to remind her to pay attention to personal hygiene, but when she turned around, she was very satisfied with Du Ruoxia.
The medical rooms in the 1970s were relatively rudimentary.
There was only one single bed in the room, separated by a white gauze curtain.
The workers helped lift the man on the stretcher onto the bed, and blood instantly stained the snow-white sheets, dripping onto the floor.
Jiang Xinmin's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "We need to stop the bleeding quickly! Xiao Aying, hemostats."
Xiao Aying pushed the metal cart over and began to lay out and sterilize the surgical instruments, making preliminary preparations.
After she finished disinfecting, Du Ruoxia took the hemostat and handed it to Jiang Xinmin.
Jiang Xinmin glanced at her and stepped forward, saying, "Help me hold down the patient's arm."
Du Ruoxia did as instructed, occasionally handing Jiang Xinmin gauze, tourniquets, and other items at opportune moments.
Not only did Jiang Xinmin feel comfortable, but even Xiao Aying, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but nod in approval.
Du Ruoxia's calm and skillful demeanor was nothing like that of a novice; she was also very familiar with these surgical instruments.
"Alright, stitch it up." Jiang Xinmin stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his elbow.
He originally intended to rest for a while before suturing the patient.
In modern times, skin suturing is usually done with the assistance of an assistant. Du Ruoxia thought he was giving her an order, so she immediately picked up the suture needle and thread and quickly sewed the man up.
Her hands were steady, and her sewing skills were also quite good. She finished sewing the broken thread in just a few strokes, doing it both well and quickly.
The patient lying in bed barely felt any pain before the stitches were done.
Jiang Xinmin and Xiao Aying, who were standing nearby, wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
Upon seeing the result of Du Ruoxia's stitching, both of them opened their mouths wide in surprise.
Especially Xiao Aying.
She realized that even her stitching skills couldn't compare to the girl's deft movements.
Where did this monster come from?
"Alright." Du Ruoxia bandaged the patient again, cleaned up the blood, and finally stood up, took off her gloves, and said, "Surgery complete."
The young steelworker waiting on the other side, witnessing the contrast between her beautiful appearance and her heroic work ability, couldn't help but look at Du Ruoxia with amazement and infatuation.
"Not bad." Jiang Xinmin snapped out of his reverie and praised with a smile, "Your suturing skills are impressive. Which hospital did you work at before?"
Du Ruoxia was taken aback for a moment, and said, "I've never worked before."
"So this is your first time doing hands-on practice?" Jiang Xinmin was taken aback.
"Not really, I've had it twice before at your hospital," Du Ruoxia said vaguely.
Jiang Xinmin and Xiao Aying looked at each other in bewilderment.
He thought to himself that this little girl was exceptionally talented and was born to be a surgeon.
Jiang Xinmin smiled at Du Ruoxia and said, "I think you don't even need to do an internship; you can start working right away."
Du Ruoxia did not refute, because she didn't need to be modest; her abilities were there for all to see.
Working here, you rarely have to work overtime.
After working for most of the day, except for the surgery in the morning which kept her busy, Du Ruoxia had a lot of free time.
She saw that Jiang Xinmin was even leisurely sitting on a wooden chair in the waiting room, brewing himself a pot of tea and reading a newspaper.
There are really few people in the surgery department because if the condition is slightly more serious, people in the county will choose to go to the city hospital. Only a small number of people with minor bumps and scrapes or those who need to change dressings and bandages will come to the county hospital for treatment.
However, this is quite good. Unlike in her previous life, where she performed more than a dozen surgeries a day and was treated like a beast of burden from the moment she opened her eyes, here, performing one or two surgeries a day is enough. Du Ruoxia felt as if she had arrived at a retirement paradise.
Around noon, about ten minutes before 11:30, Jiang Xinmin turned to Du Ruoxia and instructed her, "Xiao Du, take your lunchbox and go to the cafeteria to line up for food. They have braised pork today, so get me a serving while you're at it."
"Oh... okay." Du Ruoxia got up and took her aluminum lunchbox from the cabinet at the nurses' station, along with Deputy Director Jiang Xinmin's, and hurried to the cafeteria.
A person who loves to eat, a soul who loves to eat!
The county hospital cafeteria is small, with only three windows in total.
But its strength lies in the variety of dishes; there are seven or eight different dishes listed on the small blackboard for today alone.
Braised pork belly, pork and cabbage dumplings, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, cold shredded chicken salad, fried tofu skin... and seaweed and egg drop soup.
It wasn't until Du Ruoxia arrived at the cafeteria that she realized Jiang Xinmin's foresight.
Although she arrived fifteen minutes early, several hospital staff members were already queuing in the cafeteria. Clearly, everyone had heard that the cafeteria was serving braised pork that day.
She heard from the people in front of her that the braised pork was limited and available on a first-come, first-served basis, so she quickly went up to join the queue.
But when it was Du Ruoxia's turn, there was still some left. She handed the lunchbox to the aunt, smiled sweetly, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, sister. Please give me extra meat."
The cafeteria lady glanced up and saw that the young girl was new, pretty and sweet-talking. She immediately gave her face and filled the lunchbox with a huge spoonful of braised pork, so much so that it was almost overflowing.
"Want some broth? I'll pour it over your white rice."
"Yes! Thank you, sister." Du Ruoxia smiled, her eyes crinkling.
"It's nothing." The older woman handed the two lunchboxes back to Du Ruoxia after getting her food. She probably recognized one of the lunchboxes as Jiang Xinmin's and asked, "Young lady, are you a new nurse?"
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