Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1070 - 877 Biopsychosocial Model of Medicine_2

Chapter 1070: Chapter 877 Biopsychosocial Model of Medicine_2

One by one, news had been announced on TV, thank God, the fire did not result in any loss of life.

The evacuation was very timely, and all the surrounding masses were evacuated promptly. Director Fang saved the lives of all firefighters because after entering the fire scene, he was the first to discover something amiss. Judging from the flames and smoke, there were explosives inside, so he immediately reported this situation. At that point, all firefighters began an emergency evacuation. The explosion occurred only after everyone had withdrawn, by which time those trapped inside had already been rescued, and firefighters involved in extinguishing the fire had also withdrawn to a safe distance.

Even the firefighters who were injured were only due to the blast wave caused by the explosion, relatively speaking, their injuries were not severe, and some were hurt by flying glass and other fragments from the explosion.

Many people were injured, about a hundred, who were taken to various hospitals, but according to current news, no one had perished.

Lan Xueping and Wang Xiaojing returned to the ward, and it had already started pouring heavily outside. With the help of the rain, the dense smoke in the distance was slowly diminishing.

"I’ve got great news for everyone – there were no casualties from the fire and explosion, and all our firefighters evacuated beforehand. Now, those injured by the explosion blast have all been taken to hospitals for treatment. Our people are all evacuated, and with the rain now, the fire will be controlled. I’m heading to the hospital now to visit our firefighters—"

The host teared up from excitement, as she had been frightened by the explosion, and numerous rumors had circulated that many firefighters had not evacuated in time and were sacrificed, causing everyone immense grief. Now, having received reliable information that no one was sacrificed, no one was sacrificed!

Citizens watching in front of the TV shared the news with each other, as happy as if it were the New Year.

Yang Ping was busy with his team in the ICU; he was personally responsible for diagnosing and treating these firefighters, hoping to help them recover quickly.

At that time, overwhelming news claimed that many firefighters had been sacrificed. Zhang Lin fabricated a news item saying, "The firefighters are fine, all have safely evacuated," which unexpectedly elevated his status within the entire hospital because his internal news was accurate and exactly what everyone wanted to hear, eventually proven to be true.

Even Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang, who usually disliked Zhang Lin’s big mouth, greatly admired him, "Your insider information is truly impressive!"

"Of course, there’s nothing I, Zhang Lin, don’t know about."

Zhang Lin was smug; he had simply made up the news on the spur of the moment because he didn’t want to hear those sad reports.

Zhang Lin had always had a nickname: "news source" of Sanbo Hospital. Previously, this nickname was a derogatory term, equivalent to "big mouth." Now, "news source" became a term filled with positive energy.

After a busy day, Yang Ping confirmed that all firefighters’ vital signs were stable and arranged for Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang to take turns watching over the ICU, allowing him to return to his department with peace of mind.

Once back in the department, he and the head nurse immediately went to visit Old Xiao’s wife and Lan Xueping; at the time, Sisi’s mother and two nurses were keeping them company.

Seeing Yang Ping on rounds, Lan Xueping and Wang Xiaojing immediately stood up, their eyes filled with gratitude.

"Rest assured, they are not seriously harmed and won’t suffer any sequelae. The bilungs have blast injuries, but the damaged area I’ve estimated doesn’t pose a life-threatening risk, nor will it affect future respiratory functions. Using a ventilator is to help them recover as quickly as possible; they should be able to come off it in about three days. The other organs—liver, gallbladder, pancreas, spleen, and kidneys—have minor contusions caused by the blast wave, but the injuries are slight and do not require surgery. They just need absolute bed rest, which they will get anyway lying in the ICU, and they’ll be treated at the same time, so you can absolutely relax. In less than two weeks, they’ll be jumping around lively."

"Lan Xueping, you need to continue with rehabilitation treatment, especially muscle strength training. Now that your cerebellar balance ability has significantly improved, what’s left is to enhance your muscle strength. Fortunately, you have consistently kept up with rehabilitation training, and currently, your muscles have not shown significant atrophy. Therefore, the results of this surgery were immediately apparent. Once cerebellar balance enhanced, the lower limbs have sufficient muscle strength to support your body, so you were able to stand and walk just days after the surgery."

"When I received Fang Liu, he was a bit dazed, kept searching for his cellphone. I told him, stop looking; we’ve already informed Lan Xueping, she knows you’re alright, this guy hasn’t messed with his phone since."

"Old Xiao still could talk, we had to put him on a ventilator; guess what he shouted—wife, wife, wife! I told him. Stop calling out; save some energy, don’t spread dog food now. In a moment, let your wife come and see you."

"I am currently their chief doctor, personally treating them throughout the process, so you can rest assured. It would be best if Lan Xueping, you walked over to see him when Fang Liu is transferred out. It will be a nice surprise for him."

Yang Ping’s humorous statement eased the minds of Lan Xueping and Wang Xiaojing considerably. Yang Ping was viewed as a miraculous doctor in their eyes, so naturally, they felt relieved having Fang Liu and Old Xiao in his care, and smiles blossomed on their faces.

They heard that the Surgical Research Institute was busy. Director Gao of the Sports Medicine Center and Director Fang of the General Surgery Department immediately rushed over upon hearing the news. They entrusted all the department matters to their assistants and hurried over to help at the Surgical Research Institute, as they were all adjunct doctors here.

Director Fang also didn’t forget to bring two boxes of cherries over. He always brought two boxes: one for the doctors and one for the nurses.

"Head Nurse, is your leg better? It healed so quickly; I saw you in a wheelchair just yesterday. How can you walk today?" Director Fang looked at the Head Nurse in surprise.

The young nurse glared at Director Fang and said impatiently, "Better? It’s not better at all! Today, because of a major rescue operation, our Head Nurse is working through the pain."

Director Fang was very perplexed. She looked completely fine, without a trace of pain on her face and moving briskly. These young girls were really hard to please; he brought cherries every few days, and still, they didn’t give him a smile.

No sooner had Director Fang finished speaking than Director Gao, looking very serious, began scolding the young nurse:

"Head Nurse, this won’t do. It hasn’t been long. How could you be walking normally so soon? Look at how swollen your ankle is. You can’t get rid of the crutches for three months. I’m in Sports Medicine; trust me, there’s no way you should be walking normally this soon. No, no, absolutely not. How are you taking care of the Head Nurse? Weren’t we supposed to protect it for three months? And now you’re letting the Head Nurse walk around, look, the ankle is so swollen."

Wearing shoes and socks, all wrapped up tightly, can you see that the ankle is swollen? Do you have X-ray vision? Does an ankle sprain take three months? How the hell are you running the Sports Medicine department?

Director Fang was utterly baffled; Gao Yuan must be talking nonsense, right? Blatantly lying.

The young nurse, far from being angry at Director Gao’s reprimand, was actually very compliant, immediately going to get crutches: "Thank you, Director Gao, for the reminder. We will definitely be careful, definitely careful!"

This was strange. Gao Yuan came here empty-handed, assumed an air of superiority, and began scolding the nurses, yet these young girls greeted him with smiles. Meanwhile, he brought imported cherries and got cold faces in return. Did Gao Yuan have magical powers, or had the world changed?

Director Fang left the cherries at the nurses’ station, totally puzzled.

"Old Gao? You saw the ankle was swollen?"

"Yes!"

"Does an ankle sprain take three months?"

"This sprain is a bit special. It might not heal in three months."

"Is this a new perspective in Sports Medicine? It wasn’t like this when I was studying."

"Aren’t we now focusing on the biopsychosocial model of medicine? Many things can’t be viewed purely from a biological perspective. We need to look at problems from multiple perspectives, in a comprehensive way."

The more he heard Director Gao’s discourse, the more confused Director Fang became.