When Ling Ran left the operating theater, he received a notification that he had completed the mission.
The reward he received was a Basic Treasure Chest, which meant that the surgery today was not perfect.
He had Perfect Level Atrial Septal Defect Closure, but he did not perform Perfect Level Surgery. This made Ling Ran involuntarily think.
If it had been anyone else, it would have been illogical for them to fantasize about achieving perfection on their first try during interventional cardiac surgery.
However, Ling Ran had never taken the so-called "logic" for granted.
With Perfect Level Skills, it was only natural for him to perform Perfect Level Surgery. Of course, the reason he could not perform Perfect Level Surgery was because it was his first time, but from a technical point of view, what was the reason?
Ling Ran walked into the shower room and took off all his clothes. Under the hot water, he thought while doing finger resistance training.
He put his palms together, put his fingertips against each other, and exerted force against each other.
The hot water was very comfortable, and Ling Ran intentionally increased his strength. This was the basic training he often did. It could train the strength of his fingers to ensure accuracy and strength in surgery.
When there was no definite training direction, Ling Ran habitually practiced his basic skills.
Perhaps, if he strengthened his basic skills, he could improve the minute operations in the surgery?
Ling Ran was not very sure, so he did the training.
Since he had nothing to do, he naturally focused on training his basic skills before he had any ideas.
"I heard that Ling Ran went to the Cardiology Department for surgery today?" Two doctors walked in from the shower room, and they talked as they walked.
Unlike the Emergency Medical Center, which could provide Ling Ran with a private room, the shower room in the operating theater was public, and the inside was divided into small cubicles. The doctors changed in the outer cubicles before entering the cubicles. The process was similar to a bathhouse, but the privacy and decoration were slightly better, and it was slightly more convenient. However, the doctors who performed surgeries on the surgical floor could not enjoy a private shower room.
Ling Ran, who was taking a shower in the inner cubicle, paused for a moment when he heard his name. Then, he continued taking his shower without much concern.
For him, being talked about by others was a daily occurrence. He had long since stopped caring about the content or participants of the discussion.
The two doctors who just entered the room were talking excitedly.
"I wonder when Ling Ran practiced interventional surgery."
"Interventional surgery has always been simple …"
"Is it really that simple?"
Both of them chuckled.
"Seriously, have you ever seen Ling Ran perform interventional surgery?"
The other party was silent for a few seconds. Then, there was the sound of splashing water. Then, a deep voice said, "I've seen him perform hepatectomy and Achilles tendon repairs."
"Who hasn't?"
"What do you think?"
This time, the sound of water splashing could be heard from the bathroom next door, and a faint voice could be heard, "It's great when I watch it, but it's depressing after."
"Haha, I feel the same way. However, the Heart Institute is really making money now."
"That's why there's still competition."
"Maybe it will make a big news.
Ling Ran wrapped himself in a towel and walked out of the shower room. He was still doing stretching exercises, and he turned a deaf ear to the discussion between the two young doctors.
He never cared about whether the cardiology department made money or not.
In terms of earning money, Ling Ran had already earned enough by performing freelance surgeries on weekends. Besides, freelance surgeries allowed patients to stay in other hospitals, and it was equivalent to indirectly increasing the number of hospital beds in the hospital or department. For Ling Ran, there was no need to mention how convenient it was.
However, the Cardiology Department only made money from medical consumables. To a certain extent, they took advantage of the loopholes in the current policy. The income of a department was not outstanding.
In other words, the Cardiology Department only had money and a way to pay doctors more bonuses, but they did not have an outstanding advantage when it came to purchasing instruments and equipment.
Besides, the surgeries in this department were relatively boring, so Ling Ran's interest in it had been greatly reduced.
The Department of Internal Medicine was still the Department of Internal Medicine. Even if they used interventional surgery, the fun level … No, the level of manipulation was still very low.
Even if a department like this was given to Ling Ran, he would throw it to someone else to manage.
He would not fight for it.
Of course, if Department Director Yuan and the others insisted on giving the department to Ling Ran, Ling Ran would not forcefully refuse.
With this thought in mind, Ling Ran drove home and sent a message to Tian Qi. [The surgery is completed. It went smoothly. The occluder performed well.]
A few seconds later, Ling Ran received a reply.
[That's great. What are we eating for lunch?]
"Meat!" Ling Ran answered very quickly.
After staying in the hospital for a day and a night, even though Ling Ran had Energy Serums to support him, he still felt hungry. This was especially true after he took a shower, and he became hungry even faster.
If Ling Ran had a choice, he felt that he could eat a basin of meat right now.
When he arrived home, he parked the car and entered the dining room. Ling Ran saw a table full of meat and four beautiful copper pots.
Tian Qi was dressed beautifully. She sat on the side facing the door, while Ling Jiezhou and Tao Ping sat on the other side. Both parties were talking and laughing. In the middle were two chefs who were wearing tall hats and were busy preparing seasonings.
"Ling Ran, you're back." Tian Qi saw Ling Ran at first glance, and her eyes turned into crescents when she smiled.
"Haven't you eaten?" Ling Ran looked at the time and sat next to Tian Qi, which was the only empty chair in the room.
Tian Qi nodded vigorously and said, "You went for surgery, so I took the opportunity to call the board of directors. When I was free, I came to drink tea with you."
Tao Ping smiled warmly and said, "Tian Qi brought thirty years' worth of Yiwu tea. It tastes very good."
Tian Qi smiled again. "Auntie gave me a teacup made by a master. It's also very beautiful."
"It's good that you like it. Well, sit down and eat. You're a busy person now, and you only go home once every few days … "Tao Ping nagged.
Ling Jiezhou coughed and said, "I'll pour some water for you."
Ling Ran's attention was already focused on the table in front of him.
"I asked someone to prepare mutton and beef, some fish, and some vegetables." Tian Qi smiled and introduced the dishes. She also helped Ling Ran get a seasoning.
"Well, you can add a little more chili." Ling Ran pointed at the seasoning in the middle.
"Huh, you like to eat chili?" Tian Qi was very surprised.
Ling Ran nodded. "Most of the time. Why do you ask?"
Tian Qi was a little surprised and said, "I thought that handsome people don't eat a lot of chili."
After she said that, Tian Qi quickly covered up and said, "By the way, has the other party paid for the ICU in your Emergency Medical Center? Do you need our help? "
"I don't know." Ling Ran spread his hands and said, "Department Director Huo said that we can use it in two months at most."
"After the construction is done, there will be a lot of follow-up work. If you need help, you can look for us. "As Tian Qi spoke, she picked up some mutton and put it into Ling Ran's pot.
The water boiled, and it slowly emitted a fragrance.
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