Li Zheng was a little surprised.
I have only had one hip replacement and one double wrist dislocation at the city hospital, plus this one now. They are all orthopedic surgeries, specifically joint surgery and microsurgery.
Although I used to work as a general surgeon in the municipal hospital and could perform general surgeries well, it was impossible for me to do better than the director.
This fat guy knows his level. Now that he can say such words, it is obvious that he means that his current level is higher than that of the director.
Why do people have this perception?
Li Zheng turned and looked at Director Duan.
Director Duan chuckled and said, "I've promoted the surgeries you performed at the county hospital within the department, and I've also mentioned it to the leadership."
Li Zheng smiled and shook his head. It seemed that Director Duan was building momentum for his return.
It’s been a lot of trouble.
Li Zheng said to Xiaopang, "If you have a suitable case, you can contact me in advance, but I'm planning to set up a general surgery teaching and training center at Guang'an County People's Hospital soon, so I may not have time to perform surgery."
Li Zheng did not act pretentiously and said modestly that his level was average.
If you have abilities but don't show them, or if you have abilities but don't use them, that's not your style.
In this era, I also have the obligation to spread some advanced surgical methods and concepts.
Thinking of this, Li Zheng said to Zhu Qidong, "Next time you have a suitable patient with tendon injury, please inform me. I'll collect more imaging data on my own circular tendon suture method and publish a paper on it. You should learn it quickly. I'm sure many doctors will come to learn from me in the future, and you will also be responsible for teaching."
"And Dayong, the same goes for you. I will definitely be too busy to teach you all by myself!" Li Zheng said seriously.
The doctors present were stunned.
What is this for?
He founded a training center, created his own tendon suture method, and published a paper.
You are going to do something big!
Let’s not talk about the training center for now. It must become well-known before people will come.
However, this self-created tendon suturing method left a deep impression on all the patients who had witnessed the previous wrist replantation operation.
"That suturing method is great. After the operation, the patient's tendons were actively exercised and there were no problems. His fingers can now move flexibly without any signs of adhesion!" Zhu Qidong said excitedly.
Director Duan also said excitedly, "I have kept daily imaging data of that patient after the operation. Once the patient fully recovers, we can publish a paper on this method. Once published, it will definitely cause a sensation in the national microsurgery community."
"Hehe, by then, if we can publish some relevant papers on vascular anastomosis, all the microsurgeons from all over the country will come here like a pilgrim." Zhu Qidong couldn't hide the longing on his face, as if he saw doctors from all over the country, carrying large and small bags, taking the train, and traveling for more than ten or twenty hours to come to the municipal hospital to learn the technology.
I feel proud just thinking about it!
"Let's build the microsurgery training center in the municipal hospital. The conditions in the county are still too poor!" Director Duan took the opportunity to say, never forgetting to tie Li Zheng to the big ship of the municipal hospital.
Li Zheng shook his head and said, "That's all for later. Let's go to the department first and draw the sketch."
"Hey, Brother Zheng, you haven't agreed to let me use the flying knife yet!" said the chubby doctor.
Li Zheng nodded and said, "You should discuss this with Director Dai first. If you need anything, feel free to contact me!"
The chubby doctor nodded vigorously.
Brother Zheng still remembers the old times. Director Dai had been very nice to him before and he also liked Li Zheng very much, so he probably wouldn't refuse.
But how could he convince Director Dai now? After all, he had never seen Li Zheng perform general surgery.
The chubby doctor looked at Director Duan and had an idea.
The group returned to the orthopedic office.
Zhu Qidong personally brought the paper and pen to write the medical records.
Li Zheng sat down at his desk, picked up a pen and started drawing.
Everyone surrounded Li Zheng, wanting to be the first to see what the magical device that Li Zheng mentioned looked like.
Li Zheng quickly drew a round device, which was flat, like a steel ring, with many holes on it.
At a certain distance, another circular steel ring was drawn.
Then draw four connecting rods to connect the two steel rings.
There are many threads on the connecting rod, and there are nuts where the steel rings are connected.
"Wow, Brother Zheng, your drawing skills are really superb. This round rack is so three-dimensional, and the connecting rods are drawn very straight." An orthopedic surgeon exclaimed.
The other doctors nodded.
You should know that this was drawn by Li Zheng with his bare hands without the help of any tools, and it was formed in one go using a pen.
Li Zheng then drew a broken tibia inside the bracket.
A few more steel needles were drawn and passed through the holes in the steel ring and through the tibia.
In this way, a birdcage-like external fixator is drawn.
Li Zheng then drew a separate plan for each component.
"The circle you drew is as round as a compass!"
"The Kirschner wire is so straight, it's hard to imagine it being drawn directly."
Everyone was amazed.
"No wonder the surgery was done so well. There are only a few people in the province who can do it with such stability!" Director Duan nodded continuously, as if he understood why Li Zheng was so good.
If you want to make a hand, draw a sketch first and you will have an idea of what it is.
This is the difference between top doctors and ordinary doctors. According to his understanding and observation, most of those great doctors have a talent for painting.
Lin Xiaomei also stood on tiptoe to watch Li Zheng draw.
I feel particularly comfortable when I see the neat patterns on the paper.
Since Zheng Ge is so good at drawing, I wonder if he can sketch? He should be pretty good at it too. Hmm, I'll ask him to draw me a picture one day.
Lin Xiaomei thought of the scene with great delight. She sat by the window facing the sea, her chin supported by one hand, looking out at the scenery with an intoxicated look in her eyes. A breeze blew, ruffling her bangs.
Brother Zheng sat in front of an easel not far away, his eyes clear as he looked at his own profile, sometimes painting, sometimes looking at himself.
The cool breeze of early summer blew the waves, carrying the scent of the sea. Brother Zheng and I were both intoxicated in that sunny summer afternoon.
"Xiaomei, why are you smiling foolishly?" Chen Dayong turned his head and asked in confusion.
Lin Xiaomei woke up in shock, and the wonderful feeling disappeared in an instant. She glared at Chen Dayong with dissatisfaction.
"What do you care!" Lin Xiaomei stopped watching, left the crowd, and found a chair to sit down.
"Let me first explain the principle of limb extension..." Li Zheng pointed at the drawing and prepared to start his lecture.
"Wait a minute!" Director Duan interrupted.
Everyone looked at him in confusion.
"The cameraman will be here soon. You must record this. It's valuable information that will be useful when you publish your paper in the future," Director Duan explained.
"Here it comes." someone shouted.
The cameraman returned to the office with the camera.
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