This is really two completely different situations when it becomes a hot news topic and when it does not. Even the patients who register are not the same type of people.
Before it became a hot topic, Su Tang's patients were mainly grandfathers and grandmothers from the community. Their purpose was obvious, which was to get the medicinal food that floated around the entire community every night, making the cats and dogs bark and unable to rest.
After it became a hot topic, the composition of registered patients became more complicated, and most of them had obvious purposes, either wanting to experience massage or having other ideas.
This is not...
Su Tang just received celebrity fans, and then came check-in bloggers.
The man was in his thirties, with a short crew cut and a professional selfie stick and camera in his hands. As soon as he entered the room, he smiled cheerfully at Su Tang and said, "Hello, doctor. I'm Du Xiaohu, a video blogger on C Station. I want to take advantage of your popularity and shoot a massage video. Is that okay?"
"It's not easy for you bloggers to make a living these days." Su Tang sighed twice.
A local TV station news reporter came to film a video interview yesterday, and today the video blogger unexpectedly came to visit.
"Hehehe, there's nothing I can do. My traffic is not good, so I have to take advantage of the trending searches."
Du Xiaohu laughed and stroked his short flat head. "Don't I just happen to live next to the Sixth Hospital? I can tell at a glance that this is a good opportunity. We must seize it. We must be the first to try it!"
Even popular celebrities liked the massage video of this doctor yesterday. If not now, when will you take advantage of it?
"Don't worry, doctor. I won't film other people, I'll just film your massage process... But I plan to scream a little more exaggeratedly, so that the video will have a gimmick."
Du Xiaohu discussed with Su Tang with a smile on his face. He had no intention of hiding anything and even said what he was thinking: "How about we compare it to the level of the guy in the local TV station interview yesterday? Do you think it's okay?"
Su Tang was speechless: “…………”
Good fellow, it turns out that this person is the same as Du Qingqing after talking for so long.
Thought all the people in yesterday's video were actors?
I clearly felt like I watched fake news yesterday, but today I’m still thinking about becoming a new actor?
Video bloggers are really working hard nowadays.
Su Tang agreed to the patient's request. She thought about it and nodded, "Although you are not here to see a doctor, you can take the video if you want. But you cannot take pictures of other people in our clinic, and you cannot take pictures of other doctors except me. This will affect their daily work unless they agree."
"Okay! Dr. Su, don't worry about this. Although I only have more than 3,000 fans on Station C, I still have professional ethics."
Du Xiaohu immediately lay down on the treatment bed happily: "Doctor Su, come on, let's not waste time. I see that quite a few people have registered for your appointment today. Hehehehehe!"
Su Tang: “Uh…”
She shouldn't praise the person in front of her for knowing how to behave, but should sigh that life is not easy, the anchor sighed.
Su Tang moved her wrists and rubbed her slightly stiff fingers from massaging Du Qingqing just now. She said expressionlessly, "It's just a massage. We can't be fake. It should be what it is. There's no need to exaggerate. I'm afraid someone will come to trouble me later..."
When she gives people massages on a daily basis, the noises they make are exaggerated enough.
If the blogger in front of her were to act again, she was worried that the video she would shoot later would show her massaging someone to the point where they were foaming at the mouth and rolling their eyes until they died...
However, Du Xiaohu did not understand Su Tang's intention at all and just thought that the doctors in the hospital were too strict.
Du Xiaohu felt a little regretful: "Well, that's fine. But this way the video's playback volume may decrease..."
Du Xiaohu felt a little painful, as a video on Station C costs three yuan for every 1,000 clicks!
Pan Yuhao stared with a pair of dead fish eyes: "…………"
Although Xiao Su's massage is indeed very comfortable, these people who always come to cause trouble, aren't they really afraid that Xiao Su will just crush them to death with a knife? That is the hand of painless death used to kill chickens, ducks and fish!
But every time Xiao Su gave a massage, everyone around him, except him and Fatty Bear, would look at him with envy.
Pan Yuhao: "Ah..."
As one of the only two people who knew the inside story of massage, Pan Yuhao was very depressed.
Massage for ordinary people is just massage, but Su Tang's massage seems to have some magical power. Every time, it can accurately grasp the patient's most painful, sore, and most in need of relaxation. Muscle fascia and acupoints.
Du Xiaohu was originally thinking about secretly making some exaggerated expressions and trying his best to make the video look funny.
The next second, he was already meowing because of being pinched by Su Tang.
A tingling electric current ran up from his spine and directly occupied his entire brain.
What exaggerated expressions, what silly funny things, what video playback volume...
At this moment, Du Xiaohu forgot all about it. He opened his mouth wide and screamed "Ahhhh".
“Ahhh~ Oh~ Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”
Men's voices are naturally louder than women's, and Du Xiaohu's shout directly surpassed that of Lu Qingqing.
The crowd that had just dispersed gathered again, and everyone looked at Du Xiaohu, who was pinched until his face was flushed and he was breathing heavily.
Everyone: “Uh…”
What should they do if they also want to give it a try?
A clever young man rolled his eyes. He came here today just because he read the hot news.
But when he got to the hospital, he found that the newly promoted internet celebrity Dr. Su was out of appointments, so he had to reluctantly make an appointment with a general internal medicine specialist, which cost him 80 yuan...
Only now...
How about he go to the waiting area and try exchanging his specialist number for Dr. Su's?
Hehehe, he also wants to be pinched and meow.
Massage requires a lot of strength. The newcomer, Mr. Du, has a very good back, neck and spine. You can tell at a glance that he is a person who likes to exercise on a daily basis.
Su Tang massaged the patient for five minutes, then withdrew her hand, patted the patient on the shoulder and said, "Okay, the video is finished. That's all for today. I have to go see the next patient."
"Okay, okay."
With a hoarse throat and a dry cough, Du Xiaohu struggled to get up from the bed while panting: "Thank you, doctor, for today... Your massage skills are so good. I almost didn't want to get up from the massage. This is even better than the high-end clubs I used to go to that cost thousands of dollars a session."
"We are a hospital, so it's naturally different from a high-end club."
Su Tang wrote a few words on the medical record that Du Xiaohu brought, and said to him, "Don't come to a place like the hospital to shoot videos in the future. It's a waste of public resources. Be careful. Next time you feel uncomfortable and want to come to me for massage, I can only do acupuncture."
"Acupuncture?!"
Du Xiaohu's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously asked, "Are you comfortable?"
"Of course it's comfortable. Clearing the meridians and stimulating acupuncture points are good for the human body..."
Su Tang said coldly: "But by then, your screams will not be like this. Instead, you will scream 'It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, doctor, please don't, please don't, I don't want it anymore, doctor, please let me go...'"
Pan Yuhao, who was eavesdropping from the corner of the wall, said, "Puchi!"
The crowd gathered outside Clinic No. 351 and watched: “Hahahahahahahahahahaha, hahahahahaha!”
Du Xiaohu was embarrassed: "...Okay, fine...I won't do that again in the future."
"Then if I have cervical or lumbar pain in the future, can I still come here?" Du Xiaohu was still a little unwilling to give up. The doctor couldn't stop him from doing massage just because he was in good health, right?
"That's no problem. Just register according to the rules." Su Tang nodded with a smile, made a lucky cat shape with her hand and said goodbye to the other party.
"Sigh..." Du Xiaohu felt a little disappointed, and his back looked extremely gloomy.
I shot the video I wanted, but why do I always feel a little regretful?
Is it because I lift too much weights in the gym every day, causing my body to feel so good that I can't come to the hospital?
"well……"
This made Du Xiaohu, who had just enjoyed five minutes of pleasure, feel that lifting weights in the gym on weekdays was not so enjoyable anymore.
But Du Xiaohu had just walked out of No. 351 and was still standing in the corridor when his cell phone started ringing and singing a cheerful and lively nursery rhyme.
"Two tigers run fast, two tigers run fast..."
Du Xiaohu glanced at his phone and answered a call from his blogger friend.
"Brother, let me tell you something! I have a great opportunity to make money. Do you want to come with me?" The friend on the other end of the phone was so excited that it seemed like Chinese New Year.
"What? You say." Du Xiaohu, who had just been massaged to the point of being weak all over, drooped his eyelids and spoke in a muffled voice.
"A mysterious high-end consumption place! Let's go there to shoot a video!" My friend laughed in a particularly obscene and mean way.
"Hmm, what mysterious high-end consumer place. Aren't there just some high-end bars and massage clubs in Shenzhen? What else do you want to do? Be careful or people will report you directly to the police station." If it were a normal day, Du Xiaohu would have been excited too, but now he was a little uninterested and kept thinking about the massage he had just done in the clinic.
He felt that no high-end clubs or beauties in bars could ever make him experience the happiness that came from the depths of his soul. This kind of massage that went all over his body from head to toe and was so comfortable that his legs went limp could be described in only one word, and that was - awesome!
The friend on the other end of the phone had no idea what Du Xiaohu was thinking, so he chuckled and said, "Hospital! Shenzhen Sixth Hospital, I'll take the high-speed train over there right now and give him a massage! This doctor was on Weibo's hot search list yesterday, for several consecutive times! We should take advantage of his popularity! Maybe we can get hundreds or even thousands of fans in no time!"
This person had a loud voice and did not hold back when speaking. His voice immediately came out of Du Xiaohu's mobile phone and reached everyone's ears.
Du Xiaohu: “………………”
The crowd around them, listening attentively, said: "…………"
Su Tang, Pan Yuhao, Xiong Wei: “………………”
Wow, it turns out that this blogger from Station C actually organizes groups to check in at the hospital.
Su Tang thought this was not a good idea.
If the people who come to her for appointments every day in the future are all video bloggers and live streamers who want to take advantage of the hot searches, then her clinic numbers will be useless.
then.
Su Tang stared with dead fish eyes and warned, "Mr. Du, you go back to edit the video today. I hope you can mention it at the end of the video. If other people are not sick and just want to take advantage of the popularity and experience the same massage as the hot search, then I can only treat them all with acupuncture."
"Well, if they are patients with heart disease, hypertension, coronary heart disease, and pneumonia, I will still warmly welcome them." Su Tang thought for a moment and added, "I can give them a free massage of the same type as the hot search."
Du Xiaohu: “…………”
I am innocent, Dr. Su! Don't warn me with that scary look!
It was not known whether it was because Su Tang's warning to Du Xiaohu worked and was heard by the other patients present, or because the people who had originally registered this morning were only these two strange individuals, but soon after the third patient's turn, the team slowly began to return to normal. Many people's problems were minor and could be solved by prescribing a prescription with just a few words.
Therefore, by the time Su Tang finished seeing the first seven people, it was only about 8:30 in the morning, and there were still about 20 minutes before the operating room opened at 9:00.
Before Su Tang left, he said hello to the director of the next department. The old man pushed his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, nodded and said, "Go ahead, don't bring shame to our department, do your job well."
"Young people nowadays are pretty good and have a lot of ideas. They deserve encouragement." The old man specifically praised the patient next to him with a smile, which was very meaningful.
Su Tang: “……?”
Director, that meaningful look in your eyes doesn't mean that.
The look in your eyes clearly says that if you don't do it well, you will be dead!
…………
When hospital staff swipe their cards to enter the operating room, the first thing they do is change their shoes at the back entrance of the operating room. There are two places to change shoes in the operating room.
One step starts from the door of the operating room. You need to put your shoes from outside at the entrance, then step into the operating room and change into the hospital slippers inside the operating room. Finally, wear the hospital slippers to another entrance and change into another batch of new disinfected slippers.
In order to ensure that the second change of slippers is distinguished from the first change of hospital slippers, the operating room of the Sixth Hospital is even specially designed with a "threshold" about 50 centimeters high.
It is called a threshold, but in fact it can also serve as a seat for changing shoes, to prevent some older directors or deputy chief physicians who are not so flexible in their hands and feet from stepping in.
The whole process is very strict, and there are even special operating room nurses who keep a close eye on people who come in.
Su Tang's work card originally did not allow entry into the operating room.
However, yesterday afternoon Sun Liming went to the Personnel Department and gave her new permissions.
Therefore, when Su Tang stepped into the operating room, the nurse who had been guarding the door of the operating room all year round looked at her vigilantly. Seeing that although this person was a stranger, she did have a Sixth Hospital work badge on her chest, she slowly withdrew her gaze.
Su Tang pinched her cheek and followed the other medical staff who entered the operating room to change their shoes.
Only then did he step into the women's locker room at the corner.
In the operating room of the Sixth Hospital, doctors and nurses are not allowed to wear white coats and must change into scrubs in the changing room.
This is a short-sleeved V-neck shirt in green or purple, which is convenient for medical staff to wash and disinfect their wrists and elbows before putting on surgical gowns in the operating room.
Generally, operating room nurses and doctors in various surgical departments who need to enter the operating room frequently will have their own private scrubs.
Of course, in addition to wash clothes, they also have their own private cubicles in the changing room to store personal belongings.
However, internal medicine doctors like Su Tang, who do not need to deal with operating rooms all year round, do not receive such good treatment.
Even if it was Director Ke Zhangqiu, when he arrived at the operating room, he had to change into the "public scrubs" on the operating room trolley like other ordinary interns and trainees.
These wash clothes are disinfected when they come in, and when they leave the operating room, the medical staff will put them into the oversized dirty clothes basket prepared in the operating room, waiting to be collected by the cleaning staff.
This is how the public washes clothes, year after year, over and over again.
Su Tang picked up a green washcloth at random, and a strong smell of disinfectant hit her face. It was not unpleasant but not pleasant either.
Su Tang casually placed her white coat on the public clothes rack, put on the green wash coat that had turned slightly pale from washing, and then stepped into the operating room.
The operating room of the Sixth Hospital is very large, with a total of 4 floors.
Each floor is divided into four areas: ABCD, and each area has many operating rooms.
This liver resection operation was performed in the largest operating room No. 01 in Area A on the 3rd floor.
Su Tang washed her hands specially, rubbed each knuckle and the gaps between her fingers carefully, placed them reverently in front of her chest, and then stepped open the door of operating room No. 01.
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A01 operating room.
Before Su Tang enters the door...
I originally thought that I would see the patient lying on the bed in the operating room, and the anesthesiologist giving the patient anesthesia, etc., and then wait for the surgeon to come on stage at 9 o'clock.
However, when she arrived at the operating room, not only was there no patient, there was no anesthesiologist either.
There were only two nurses in purple scrubs preparing surgical instruments, and a young man in green scrubs and frameless glasses sitting on a stool nearby, bored.
Su Tang: “………………”
Didn’t the general surgery department say that this acupuncture hemostasis surgery was very serious?
That's it? That's it?
Never mind, maybe they are already used to it...
That's fine.
But should she raise her washed hands or not? Should she keep them in front of her chest?
The whole process took less than two seconds to think.
Forget it, she should go wash her hands later...
It's tiring to keep your hands crossed over your chest all the time.
"Hey? Are you here with the teacher to watch the surgery today?" The young man wearing frameless glasses' eyes lit up when he saw Su Tang. He walked up to Su Tang and said, "Is this your first time in the operating room? Why aren't you here with the teacher?"
The young man nodded, raised his chin and pointed at Su Tang's hands and said, "We who come here to visit don't need to wash our hands. We don't have the opportunity to go on the operating table anyway, so we can only stand by and watch."
Perhaps he was the only doctor in the operating room, or perhaps the other two operating nurses were older, so the young man felt a little embarrassed.
As soon as the other party saw her, he started talking non-stop.
"Hey, you look like an intern in the General Surgery Department of the Sixth Hospital, right? I'm the attending physician in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Acupuncture of the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine next door. I came here today with our director to visit together."
"I heard that there's an acupuncturist in your department who can stop bleeding with acupuncture. But he's only in his early 20s, right?"
"A young man in his early 20s wanted to try to apply acupuncture to stop bleeding in surgery..."
The young man frowned and said, "I would say there is a 99% chance that this person will fail. I don't know why your department director would agree to such a thing."
"Our director specializes in acupuncture and has worked hard for more than ten years to study acupuncture hemostasis, but has not succeeded. Your hospital is just a comprehensive hospital. You want to use acupuncture hemostasis in surgery. Isn't this a joke?"
"I don't know if the person who proposed acupuncture to stop bleeding has a brain... emmm..." The young man pointed at his head with his finger, pursed his lips, and made an exaggerated look as if he had a broken brain, shrugging his shoulders.
Su Tang: “…………”
Su Tang finally understood why the two nurses in the operating rooms next door ignored him.
An outsider went to the Sixth Hospital to watch an operation and criticized the doctors there.
Even other doctors and nurses from the Sixth Hospital did not believe that acupuncture to stop the bleeding would be successful.
But it's impossible to say that there's something wrong with a person's brain before the operation even starts, right?
Not being dragged out and beaten was the last courtesy shown by everyone in the Sixth Hospital.
Su Tang turned her head expressionlessly and looked at the young man and said, "Thank you for your praise, chief physician of the acupuncture department of the Chinese medicine hospital. At least you still think that I have a 1% success rate and can stop bleeding with acupuncture during surgery."
Young man: “……?”
Young man: “!!!”
What? This short girl is actually the acupuncturist?
Oh no, my attempt to flirt with a girl went wrong.
The young man looked embarrassed.