"I'll make a small incision on the inside today." When Ling Ran listened to the conversation between Miao Tansheng and the patient's family, he had already confirmed the basic surgery plan.
The patient was not an athlete, and she did not need to exercise heavily. She was also young, and she was at the age where she loved to be beautiful. Even if a perfect Achilles tendon was repaired with a large incision, it might not necessarily benefit the patient.
Therefore, when Ling Ran decided on the surgery plan, he was prepared to make a small incision.
However, the goal of the surgery was mainly to strengthen the Achilles tendon, and Ling Ran was not prepared to make too many compromises.
Compared to when he first performed Achilles tendon repairs, Ling Ran was more skilled now, and there was more room for him to operate.
Ma Yanlin, who had performed hundreds of Achilles tendon repairs with Ling Ran, was shocked when he heard Ling Ran's order, and he became more focused.
Miao Tansheng naturally did not know that. He watched Ling Ran cut open the entire skin layer and peeled off the deep layer. He was still thinking about how to retract the retractor to show that he was more experienced …
"Doctor Miao, come and clean up the blood clot." Ling Ran sutured the blood vessels without raising his head, and Ma Yanlin passed him the thread.
Miao Tansheng was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly became a little excited. "Okay, clean up the blood clot."
Cleaning up the blood clot was a small task, but after being away from the operating table for a long time, Miao Tansheng was as excited as a newly graduated intern.
"Don't touch the blood vessels." Ling Ran reminded him again before he continued to suture the blood vessels.
One of the core of the Zhu-Ling Achilles Repair Technique was to ensure blood supply, and the way to ensure blood supply was to repair as many blood vessels as possible. To some extent, the Achilles tendon repair technique was like finger replantation.
Any surgeon would feel that this kind of surgery was a lot of work. Only doctors like Ling Ran, who liked the operating theater and did not care about money, would be indifferent.
Of course, he would not do it often. As a doctor, he always hoped that his skills could be used in more suitable places. Compared to Achilles tendon repair, hepatectomy was obviously more useful.
Miao Tansheng did not care about whether his skills were useful or not. When he performed the surgery, he was even more focused.
However, Miao Tansheng soon realized that Ling Ran's request did not require him to be fully focused.
It was easy to clean up the blood clot. Not touching the blood vessels only made it slightly more difficult, but it was not so easy when it was a small incision.
Other than that, Ling Ran's speed also stimulated Miao Tansheng.
He knew that he did not need to compare himself with Ling Ran, but Miao Tansheng also knew that if his surgery speed was too slow, he would most likely drag down Ling Ran's speed, and it would affect the entire surgery.
The reason why many surgeons were reluctant to bring in newbies for surgery was not only because they were worried that the newbies would make mistakes, but also because speed was a very important factor.
In the hospital, the speed of a surgery group was directly linked to performance bonuses and other factors. If possible, no one was willing to bring along a burden.
Miao Tansheng did not want to become Ling Ran's burden. If that was the case, Ling Ran would most likely reduce the number of surgeries he performed in the clinic. After all, he was no longer in school or the hospital, and Ling Ran had no obligation to teach him anything …
Miao Tansheng stole a glance at Ling Ran before he lowered his head. He focused his mind and tried his best to clean up the blood clots.
His foundation was still there. When he gave it his all, he exerted 120% of his strength and finally completed the task Ling Ran assigned. It was just that he was very tired.
Ling Ran nodded in satisfaction. As expected of a middle-aged man who looked like he could withstand pressure. The amount of surgery he transferred to Miao Tansheng was already seventy to eighty percent of what Ma Yanlin did. It was not easy for Miao Tansheng to still be able to withstand it.
No matter what, Ma Yanlin was a doctor who had been performing Achilles tendon repairs for two years, and Miao Tansheng had left big hospitals for some time.
Ling Ran only thought of this in his mind before he continued with his surgery. He did not increase the workload for Miao Tansheng anymore.
When Miao Tansheng finished the removal of the blood clots just now, he obviously showed signs of exhaustion. Not only did he perform slower, but his error rate also increased, and the removal was not as clean …
In short, based on Ling Ran's judgment, Miao Tansheng's usefulness had almost reached its limit.
"Tendon suture thread." Ling Ran had also sutured the main part at this time, and he no longer paid attention to Miao Tansheng.
Juan Zi, who had learned to be a scrub nurse, gently placed a tendon suture thread in Ling Ran's hand.
Ling Ran's hand sank a little. He raised his head and glanced at her before he continued with the surgery.
Juan Zi let out a long breath.
Miao Tansheng suddenly relaxed and returned to his identity as a person who operated the retractor. His mind was already racing as he recalled countless details of the hospital: the beautiful female doctor he met in the hospital for the first time, the beautiful female nurse he met during the first surgery, the beautiful female family member he met during the first ward round, the first time he went to the morgue …
"Today's surgery should be considered quite smooth." Since the burden on Miao Tansheng's hands was reduced, he intentionally tried to get close to Ling Ran.
Ma Yanlin was familiar with Ling Ran's habits, so he naturally took up the responsibility of chatting. In fact, he had just relaxed, and it was time for him to chat. "According to Doctor Ling's progress, today's surgery is considered average. Changing places should also affect your speed a little. "
"That's for sure. Sigh, nowadays, there are not many surgeons like Doctor Ling who are willing to spend two to three hours to perform this kind of minor surgery. "Miao Tansheng praised Ling Ran indirectly.
Ma Yanlin agreed, and he said with sorrow in his heart, "I know, right? Ordinary people will not perform Achilles tendon repairs like this."
"From another perspective, we are also competing in a different way." Miao Tansheng smiled and said, "I also contacted other hospitals and doctors. There will definitely be a lot of patients in the future. Based on the initial estimates, there will be more than three patients a week. "
The conversation with Old Hong today also strengthened Miao Tansheng's confidence. He believed that as long as there were suitable patients, he would still have a relatively high chance of getting treatment.
"That's pretty good. If there are three surgeries a week, we can also arrange the hospital beds here." Ma Yanlin could not help but become more proactive. His main goal was to learn the skills. Currently, Yun Hua Hospital only performed three or four Achilles tendon repairs every week, and they were mainly used on foreign patients and athletes. If Lower Groove Clinic could increase the number of surgeries they performed by three, he would be able to learn even faster.
At this time, Miao Tansheng was a little proud of himself. He said happily, "Three surgeries is the minimum. It's just the beginning, so let's keep a low profile. I'll look for some old friends. Of course, it's mainly because Doctor Ling is very famous. When they hear that Doctor Ling is the chief surgeon, they are also willing to send patients over. "
Ma Yanlin listened and nodded. He also praised Doctor Miao for having a wide range of contacts. This made Miao Tansheng, who had not been flattered for a long time, laugh out loud. The atmosphere in the operating theater was very harmonious for a moment.
Soon, Ling Ran finished suturing the Achilles tendon. He then handed the rest of the work to Ma Yanlin and went out to take a shower.
The benefits of performing surgeries in his own clinic were vividly reflected at this time. This time, Ling Ran really changed his clothes.
After Ling Ran left the operating theater, Miao Tansheng and Ma Yanlin were full of praise for each other.
When all the surgeries were completed and he left the operating theater, he saw another ambulance from Golden Deer Health Services parked in the courtyard.
"Why is the ambulance parked here?" Miao Tansheng frowned.
"The back is full." The driver also knew Miao Tansheng. He pursed his lips in resignation.
"What do you mean by full? Are there other cars? "
"They're all sending patients over." Juan Zi was also in a good mood today. She ran back and forth with her left leg weighing twenty-four pounds, and her right leg weighing twenty-four pounds. She explained to Miao Tansheng, "Changxi Medical Company found a patient with an Achilles tendon rupture from somewhere and sent him over. Bazhaixiang Hospital also found a patient with an Achilles tendon rupture. The patients from both sides arrived at about the same time, and one has to wait for the other … "
"These bootlickers …" Miao Tansheng could only feel a stomach full of jealousy.
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