"Did you find out again?"

Wang Jingang sighed, leaned on the bed very tiredly, stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, and said nothing.

Xiao Chenguang sat opposite him, silent.

The whole small ICU was quiet, and the atmosphere was a little heavy.

"Director."

"Xiao Xiao."

The two spoke almost at the same time, looked stunned, and then quieted down.

After a long time, Wang Jingang spoke first.

"Actually, I did this because I don't want you to worry. It's better to help patients with surgery than to be around me all day."

"But this matter should have been directed at me. It was you, Director, who helped me block it, otherwise I would be the one lying on the bed now."

The scene at that time still kept appearing in Xiao Chenguang's mind, like post-traumatic sequelae, lingering.

He was like this, let alone Wang Jingang who almost lost his life.

"You can't think like that. To be honest, I was the original cause of this matter. I have figured it out these days. When I recover, I will apply for early retirement from the hospital."

After these words came out, Xiao Chenguang was stunned for a long time.

"Director, if you want to retire, what about the director of general surgery? There will be competition next week. Dean Li has already communicated with the hospital, and the position is still yours."

"The department directors and middle-level managers below have also talked, and no one has any objections."

He knew that Wang Jingang felt bad and had thought about the bad results.

But when Wang Jingang really talked about retirement, Xiao Chenguang was still a little anxious.

You know, Wang Jingang was busy and spent a lot of effort on the director of general surgery.

Now he said no, how can he not want it?

"Xiao Xiao, listen to me."

Wang Jingang's tone returned to normal and said to Xiao Chenguang.

"If I hadn't met you, I would have retired by now, and I wouldn't have the qualifications to compete for the position of director of general surgery."

"The department is developing so well now, and I don't have anything to worry about. I just want to take this time to rest."

After the life-and-death crisis, Wang Jingang seemed to have come to his senses.

But Xiao Chenguang didn't think so.

"Director, some things are hard to explain, but the position of director of general surgery has basically been decided."

"Even if you don't take the position, the hospital can't push it to someone else, it will just be empty."

What Xiao Chenguang said was very realistic. The state-owned enterprise hospital in 1999 was still full of human touch.

It was not like some hospitals in later generations, where the hospital would release recruitment information as soon as the doctor was injured and died.

No matter how many patients there were, the hospital would always have other solutions.

Referrals and transfers to other hospitals would not be done to the extreme for the sake of a little bit of petty profit.

Otherwise, the hospital leaders would definitely be criticized, and the people below would be scattered.

After all, in a hospital, once the people's hearts are scattered, it will be difficult to gather them again.

"I understand what you said."

"But surgery is strong in technology and speaks with strength. This is an eternal truth."

"Who will accept me in my current state? Even if I bite the bullet and become the director of the general surgery department, I will still be criticized."

Wang Jingang has worked for so many years, how can he not understand this truth.

But how can he be the director of the general surgery department in his current state?

Even if everyone agrees now, when things are over and technology is needed to solve the problem, what is the difference between his injured right hand and a disabled person.

"Director, I will help you."

Xiao Chenguang suddenly said.

"Help me perform surgery? This will only make people more suspicious and will also affect you."

Wang Jingang has been thinking about these issues for the past few days except for eating and sleeping.

He is over 50 years old and suddenly found that there seems to be no room for maneuver in this matter.

In order not to affect the department and Xiao Chenguang, retirement is his only choice.

However, Xiao Chenguang shook his head.

"Director, you misunderstood. I am not going to perform surgery on you."

He looked at Wang Jingang with a serious expression.

"Director, I am going to help you restore your hand to its previous state."

After saying this, Wang Jingang smiled bitterly.

Is it possible to restore it to the past?

As a surgeon, he knows better than anyone how serious the injury to his hand is.

Even if he is treated in time, it is still the provincial capital expert who will do it in person.

But now his palm feels like being wrapped in a ball of cotton. Not to mention the sensitivity of his fingers, even the touch is not as good as before.

Sometimes, when he raises his arm, he will feel a burning sensation at his wrist.

These problems cannot be solved in this era.

Maybe there will be a chance in the future, but Wang Jingang's hand injury can't wait, and there is no way to wait.

"Director, believe me."

"Now your hand is in the recovery period, thisThe stage is critical. "

Although not much is involved in rehabilitation medicine, the hand injury case in later generations is well known in the entire medical community.

For this reason, Xiao Chenguang also specially studied relevant literature and treatment plans.

Whether it is muscle rehabilitation or nerve electrical stimulation therapy, to scar treatment, and finger fine movement training.

He has seen a whole set of treatments, and its scientificity, pertinence, and rationality are much more advanced than the medical methods of this era.

"Really? Xiao Xiao, do you really have a way to solve my hand injury problem?"

After hearing Xiao Chenguang's explanation, a glimmer flashed in Wang Jingang's lifeless eyes.

If there is hope of recovery, who would really be willing to leave this place where they have worked for many years.

"Director, think about it, when have I ever disappointed you? "

Xiao Chenguang's smiling and gentle words rekindled Wang Jingang's heart.

Indeed, what Xiao Chenguang said was right.

Since the first time he asked Xiao Chenguang to perform surgery, he had experienced too many things, but no matter which one, Xiao Chenguang found a way and solved it perfectly.

Maybe this time, it can also be successful.

"Director, I will develop a series of treatment plans and rehabilitation exercises for you. Although the process is painful, as long as you stick to it, I believe your hand will recover."

Then Xiao Chenguang began to tailor a set of training models unique to Wang Jingang based on the experience of later generations.

"This... all needs to be completed? "

Looking at the densely packed rehabilitation exercises that were accurate to every hour and every minute, Wang Jingang really wanted to knock open Xiao Chenguang's head with his hands and reach in to see what else he couldn't do.

As Wang Jingang agreed to apply for the position of director of the hospital's general surgery department, all the people who came to visit him found that the Wang Jingang who had been nagging and chattering these days had disappeared.

Instead, the previous Wang Jingang with a serious expression and vigorous and resolute actions was back.

"Xiao Xiao, how did you convince Lao Wang?"

Xia Tao looked at Wang Jingang who was actively doing rehabilitation exercises in the ICU, and there was a bit of relief in his eyes.

"Did you find out a long time ago?"

Xiao Chenguang did not answer Xia Tao's words directly, but asked him back.

"Who can't see from his look that he really thinks that we directors are working for nothing?"

"Then why don't you try to persuade him. "

Xiao Chenguang rolled his eyes, feeling helpless towards these old foxes.

"It's not that I don't want to persuade him, but Lao Wang has a very stubborn temper. Who else can persuade him except you?"

"And only you can persuade him in this matter."

Xia Tao certainly knew the position of Xiao Chenguang in Lao Wang's heart. He might not listen to others, but he would definitely listen to Xiao Chenguang.

And now it seems that the effect seems to be good.

Just when Xia Tao was happy about Wang Jingang's rehabilitation, Xiao Chenguang's phone suddenly rang.

Seeing that Lin Gaoyang called, Xiao Chenguang's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Because of Lao Wang's matter, Xiao Chenguang stayed in the small intensive care unit at night. Lin Gaoyang knew that he would not call casually unless there was something very urgent.

"Gaoyang, what happened? "

The phone was picked up, and a noisy sound came from the receiver.

After a long while, Lin Gaoyang's voice came from far away.

"Boss, we just received a patient with liver problems from the emergency room. He is very irritable now, and several people can't hold him down."

While reporting the situation, he listened to the shouts of doctors, nurses, family members, and patients on the phone.

"Got it, I'll go back right away!"

How irritable must a patient be that even a big and rough man like Lin Gaoyang can't hold him down?

"Xiao Xiao, go quickly, I'll stay here."

Seeing the emergency, Xia Tao took the initiative to stay in the ICU.

"Okay, Director Xia, thank you for your help."

After that, Xiao Chenguang ran to the general surgery department without stopping.