When Pei Baoer was pushed into the operating theater, countless thoughts rose and fell in her mind.
What she missed the most was the joke from her best friend. 'The extremely handsome Doctor Ling wants to open your leg, pull out your Achilles tendon, and crush it with his hands …'
Pei Baoer imagined a lot of things, so much so that when she arrived at the operating theater, everything in front of her seemed a little illusory …
The cloth in the operating theater was azure blue.
The towel in the operating theater was dark green.
The person in the operating theater was …
"Where's Doctor Ling?" Pei Baoer suddenly panicked. She turned her neck around and tried to see Doctor Ling's face under a mask.
In fact, she knew that no one in the operating theater was Doctor Ling just by looking at their figures.
"Doctor Ling is the chief surgeon. He'll come in after we're ready." Wang Jia was the circulating nurse today. She had seen such silly girls many times. She could not help but smile and said, "You didn't get Doctor Ling's consultation room because he's handsome, did you?"
Pei Baoer glanced at Wang Jia in disdain and said, "Is it easy to get Doctor Ling's consultation room? My father used his connections to get Doctor Ling to perform the surgery. "
Her expression and words were solemnly stating one thing. 'Yes, I'm a rich and beautiful lady, and my family really owns a mine.'
Wang Jia pursed her lips and smiled. "Whether you used your connections or because Doctor Ling is handsome, you're right. When it comes to Achilles tendon repair, Doctor Ling is the best in the world."
"Even someone as good at bragging as my father only dares to say that he's the best." Pei Baoer retorted out of habit. She quickly looked around and pouted. "I'm not saying that Doctor Ling isn't the best in the world. I mean …"
"Be humble?" Wang Jia smiled. As she spoke, she rechecked the patient's laboratory report, temperature report, surgical consent form, and anesthesia consent form.
These were all procedural matters. There were no problems ninety-nine out of a hundred times, but she was afraid that there would be one time when there was a problem.
Pei Baoer lay on the operating table, and she was in the mood to talk. She said, "Say, since Doctor Ling is the world's best in the Achilles tendon repair technique, can't he make the wound smaller and the scar shallower? I saw on TV that the doctors who are good are all very good. Doctors like Doctor Ling should be even better …"
Wang Jia looked at Pei Baoer and said uncertainly, "You should be studying sports, right? Is that why you chose an open Achilles tendon repair? "
"Dance, I'm a dancer," Pei Baoer corrected him seriously.
Realization dawned on Wang Jia. "No wonder dancers care about scars."
"Those who study sports are also girls," Pei Baoer shouted in a cute and innocent manner.
Wang Jia looked at Pei Baoer's face, her heart unperturbed. "This is how medical technology is now. If you want to strengthen the tendons, you can only do surgery. As long as it looks good, use minimally invasive surgery … Actually, you made the right choice by choosing to undergo open surgery. As the saying goes, scars will eventually fade away. The dancing you learned and the experience you gained in various competitions are the most valuable, right? "
"My mom said the same thing." Pei Baoer exhaled and sent a smiley face to Wang Jia. She said, "Um, Miss Nurse, can you tell Doctor Ling to make the incision a little smaller and make the suture a little shallower?"
"You mean to make the sutured scar as small and shallow as possible, right?"
"Yes, yes."
"Didn't you ask Doctor Ling for that during the preoperative conversation?" Wang Jia did not agree to it, but asked.
Pei Baoer pursed her lips. "Doctor Ling is good at everything, but he's very polite. He actually pretended to agree, and I didn't blame him …"
Wang Jia felt helpless. "Since Doctor Ling already said it, what's the point of asking me to say it again? Or do you want me to pretend to agree?"
"Really?" Pei Baoer still cared a lot about it. Of course, it was also true that she wanted to dance more.
Wang Jia spread her hands and said, "The exact size of the incision will depend on the severity of your injury. You can't just suture the wound however you want to suture it. If the conditions permit, Doctor Ling will definitely suture it well for you. In fact, it's definitely the best choice for you to look for Doctor Ling in your current situation."
As Wang Jia spoke, she also paid attention to Pei Baoer's calf. Due to the delay of a few days, the condition of Pei Baoer's calf was not very good. When the time came, the incision might be bigger than normal patients.
However, just as she said to Pei Baoer, looking for Doctor Ling was indeed Pei Baoer's best choice at this time.
* Shick. *
The operating theater door opened, and Pei Baoer immediately looked up in excitement. She saw a few dumb doctors walk in.
"Isn't this Doctor Ling's surgery?" Pei Baoer almost screamed.
"It's the anesthetist," Wang Jia explained.
"So many people?" Pei Baoer shrank uneasily. "How long are you going to anesthetize me?"
"The others are doctors who are here to watch the surgery." Wang Jia explained with a smile and said, "Doctor Ling's Achilles tendon repair technique is something that many doctors in hospitals want to learn, so there will be people coming to watch. You don't mind, do you?"
"It's alright." Pei Baoer glanced at the people in the room, stuck her head out, and said, "What about Doctor Ling? When is he coming? He won't come in after I'm anesthetized, right?"
"Doctor Ling will help you position yourself with the help of Doctor Su before he starts anesthetizing you," Wang Jia explained.
Pei Baoer's face turned red, and the photos and videos of various positions she had seen in the past involuntarily popped up in her mind.
* Shick. *
Ling Ran entered.
The doctors who stayed in the operating theater all looked at Ling Ran.
Ling Ran raised his hand and put on his surgical gown with the help of the nurse.
He tore open the bag of his surgical gown and put it on with all his might.
Pei Baoer felt the tense atmosphere, but she only looked at Ling Ran nervously and greedily. She could feel the floating hormones in the air at such a close distance, and it was as if the laminar flow operating theater had lost its effect.
"Relax your body and lie down." Ling Ran's voice came from the side.
Pei Baoer immediately did as she was told, and she roared in her heart, 'Doctor Ling's voice is too nice. Say a few more words.'
Then, Pei Baoer heard Ling Ran's voice again.
"Anesthetize her."
Before Pei Baoer could realize what was going on, her consciousness began to blur.
"Today, we will perform an Achilles tendon repair with a small incision," Ling Ran said calmly after the patient was anesthetized.
Ma Yanlin, who was doing preoperative preparations, was stunned. "You're not going to perform the Zhu-Ling Achilles Repair Technique?"
"It's similar, but with some modifications." Ling Ran paused for a moment and said, "I discussed it with Academician Zhu, and we felt that open Achilles tendon repair with a small incision also has a certain value. For example, the patient in front of us needs to dance. From a professional and lifestyle perspective, she also needs to reduce scars. So, a smaller incision and a stronger Achilles tendon are what she needs. "
Ling Ran's explanation could be said to be very detailed, and the few people who participated in the surgery were naturally meaningless. Of course, this was also because Ling Ran was the chief surgeon, and the medical staff would definitely cooperate throughout the whole process. If it were an attending physician or a Level 1 resident doctor, if they wanted to change the established procedure, they would probably be scolded until their brains turned into pigs.
When the surgery began, Ma Yanlin said in a chatting manner, "Doctor Ling, did you specially change the surgical procedure for this patient?"
If it's successful, we can continue to promote it in the future. "
"You didn't leak any information at all. I thought we were going to perform a routine surgery …"
"A small incision may not necessarily be successful. If it fails, we will expand the incision and continue with the original procedure." Ling Ran's voice was clear.
Ma Yanlin came to a realization. "So, don't give the patient too high of an expectation, but you still found the best plan for this young lady …"
When Wang Jia heard Ma Yanlin's words, she could not help but feel warm in her heart. "Oh …"
The other doctors in the operating theater also felt the same.
"Continue the surgery." Ling Ran did not look at anyone, and his hands did not stop at all. He said, "Only when the surgery is completed successfully will the plan be considered a success."
"So, you really found the best plan for the young lady."
"Isn't this what doctors do?" Ling Ran still did not raise his head, and even his voice did not change at all.
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