Department Director Kang pondered with a puzzled expression. He looked at the patient's chest, but his eyes were out of focus.
He did not expect that Ling Ran could really do it. He did not even need to use his hands to determine the location of the bleeding point.
With this ability, wouldn't he be able to stop the bleeding from anywhere?
Department Director Kang could not help but laugh bitterly in his heart. 'Isn't Ling Ran like this now?'
His Department of Cardiovascular Surgery did not have time to ask for Ling Ran's help. Other departments had asked Ling Ran for help more than once or twice, and the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, which needed bleeding control the most … was directly swallowed by the Emergency Department …
Department Director Kang's eyelids twitched again. The lesson from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery was so bloody that the department directors of small departments like them would feel weak for three hours when they thought about it.
"The wound is sutured." He Liang took advantage of the chaos to finish suturing the cardiac trauma he saw just now.
He did not care whether there was a wound at the end of the long axis or the back of the heart. If it was too difficult, he could not suture it well, and he did not know how to suture it. It was better to just suture it.
Department Director Kang hummed in acknowledgment before he sighed in pity and said, "Young He, did you suture it?"
There were fewer patients nowadays, and there were fewer opportunities for surgeries. Department Director Kang also needed injured hearts to practice.
Department Director Kang felt an indescribable sense of displeasure when his assistant took advantage of the chaos to fix a cardiac wound.
"Department director, please check it." He Liang still had a smile on his face, and he felt extremely happy.
When it came to cardiovascular surgeries, they often could not even touch a living heart, which was another form of misery.
Fortunately, he got a chance today, and he could face life with a smile again. At least he could last for a few more weeks.
Department Director Kang looked sullen and checked again. He recalled the story in Thirty-six Stratagems to Wear Dirty Shoes. He stared at the monitor and counted silently. After a while, his expression changed slightly.
"There's no problem, right?" He Liang was a little uncertain.
"There might be another wound …" Department Director Kang said reluctantly. He glanced at Ling Ran from the corner of his eyes.
He did not say the location. On one hand, he did not believe that Ling Ran could make such an accurate judgment. On the other hand, he did not know.
Without cutting it open, who knew the exact location of the wound?
Although from the experience just now, Ling Ran might really know, Department Director Kang still did not want to believe it.
Ling Ran's expression was calm, as if he was not surprised at all.
Ling Ran performed an average of thirty to fifty freelance surgeries every month, and he had worked with countless doctors. There were plenty of doctors like Department Director Kang who were not very skilled but had a lot of ideas.
It should be said that doctors had a lot of ideas, and if their skills were not good, it was easy for them to create awkwardness.
Just like now, Department Director Kang felt a little embarrassed.
"Open it wider." Department Director Kang frowned and gave another order. He tried his best to avoid eye contact and verbal contact with Ling Ran.
Now, he understood a little why Ling Ran said that he could expose a wider area of the incision. In fact, if he went back in time, he could even remember Ling Ran's tone when he said "incision in the middle" when he first entered the room …
If they had done as Ling Ran said, they wouldn't be in such trouble now.
If he chose to perform a lateral incision, it would be easier to expose the wound now.
Department Director Kang furrowed his eyebrows tightly. 'Is Ling Ran's preoperative judgment that accurate?'
But he did not want to ask, and he could not ask, so he worked in silence. He took the bone forceps and cut the patient's ribs.
Chi.
The door of the operating theater was stepped open again.
Department Director Kang turned around abruptly and was ready to find a reason to scold someone. 'Is this a market? Do you think people can come and look as they please?'
Then, Department Director Kang saw Huo Congjun's wrinkled old face.
"Oh, Department Director Huo, you're a rare guest." Department Director Kang's face immediately wrinkled from smiling.
"I happened to come up to the surgical floor, so I took a look." Huo Congjun was full of smiles. "Associate Hospital Director Zhou came with you."
"Oh, Associate Hospital Director Zhou, Associate Hospital Director Zhou …" Department Director Kang quickly said a few words. As a department director of a small department, he rarely had the opportunity to meet the hospital's higher-ups.
Associate Hospital Director Zhou smiled in a dignified manner and said, "Department Director Kang, thank you for your hard work. Did the surgery go smoothly today?"
It was a very normal question, but it happened to hit Department Director Kang's sore spot.
Department Director Kang could not help but be stunned.
The standard answer was, of course, that it went smoothly. However, with Ling Ran watching and a patient who was still bleeding, it was a little embarrassing to say that it went smoothly.
Then, it would be wrong to say that it did not go smoothly. Aside from the fact that this was not in line with the normal way of talking to a leader, if he were to say that a small cardiac trauma surgery did not go smoothly, it would not seem to be reasonable …
Department Director Kang could not help but ponder.
Associate Hospital Director Zhou had already seen the clues, but he directly asked, "What surgery is it today?"
"Uh … It's a cardiac trauma surgery." Department Director Kang could only answer.
"Then, it's an emergency surgery? You can continue, don't worry about us. " Associate Hospital Director Zhou asked even though she already knew the answer. She came over to see Ling Ran's situation, and she did not care about how the Department of Cardiovascular Surgery was doing.
Department Director Kang hummed in acknowledgment and forced a smile. He took a deep breath and returned to the chief surgeon's position. Then, he looked at the patient's open chest and was a little dazed.
Now, should he continue to investigate? It was a little embarrassing.
Although the Department of Cardiovascular Surgery had been embarrassed in Yun Hua Hospital many times, the more it was like this, the more Department Director Kang did not want to continue to be embarrassed.
"Let's continue." Department Director Kang did not show it on his face. He had killed hundreds and thousands of people. Regardless of whether he saved another person or sent another person away, his personality would eventually become firm.
Even if the patient's injury was not in a good position, Department Director Kang was still confident that he could find it, but it might take a long time.
Eat …
Cry …
The sound of the large bottle of autologous blood transfusion was the only sound in the operating theater.
Associate Hospital Director Zhou originally stood by the side with a smile on his face. He was waiting for Department Director Kang to finish the surgery so that he could praise him. However, he waited and waited …
Department Director Kang was still buried in the patient's chest, and the sweat on his forehead had gradually accumulated.
"Isn't it a cardiac trauma surgery?" Associate Hospital Director Zhou was also a knowledgeable person. How could he not know that this was the simplest surgery in the Department of Cardiovascular Surgery?
Department Director Kang's head was full of questions, and he explained in an awkward manner, "The location is not very good. The patient's chest was pierced by broken glass, and the broken glass might have hit the ribs and splashed into the heart …"
"That's indeed more complicated." Associate Hospital Director Zhou chuckled and thought, 'Did Old Kang's skills deteriorate again?'
Huo Congjun could not hold it in any longer. He took the opportunity to say, "Ling Ran, give Department Director Kang a hand. You're already here."
The concept of giving Department Director Kang a hand was a broad one. In short, he was not responsible.
Department Director Kang hesitated for a moment, but he did not resist anymore. He wanted to end the situation in front of him more than anyone else. In his current state, he was like a national football team playing football. Forget about winning, as long as he could make it to the end of the field, it would be a victory!
Ling Ran waited for a few seconds. When he saw that Department Director Kang did not speak, he nodded, stepped forward, and said, "I can first block the bleeding point with my fingers, then widen the opening …"
As he spoke, he extended his right hand and boldly probed the long axis of the heart.
"It's done." Ling Ran stood straight, indicating that the bleeding had been stopped.
A few people could not help but turn their heads to look at the monitor.
"The bleeding has stopped," the anesthetist reported, feeling a little dizzy.
"Got it." Department Director Kang's voice was so low that it sounded like his neck was being choked.
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