Ren Qi took a stroll and entered the operating theater quietly.
He had just performed a case in the Emergency Department's treatment room, and he quickly transferred two patients to the General Surgery Department. With the time he saved, he immediately ran over to Ling Ran to show his face.
In the operating theater, the circulating nurse glanced at Ren Qi. She did not chase him away, and Ren Qi could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. He quickly stood in the middle of a few other visitors and peeked through a rope.
The rope under his waist was made between two round stools. There was a basin on one of them, and a pair of bone forceps on the other. The rope was loose, and it felt like it would fall if someone bumped into it.
No one dared to move forward, as they were afraid of bumping into it.
A doctor at Ling Ran's level brought about great pressure, and unlike other doctors of the same level who were not divided into departments, Ling Ran might cause a social death for all the doctors in the hospital.
"It didn't take long. It's only halfway done." Ren Qi tried to strike up a conversation with the doctor beside him. He was here to show his face, and it was impossible for him to hold it in.
"Yes, they're all very serious." The doctor by the side was also watching very seriously. Emotions were contagious, especially for people like Ling Ran. When he was serious and focused on his work, the emotions of the people around him would naturally be stirred up.
Ren Qi was extremely serious as he watched.
Compared to the doctors in the Emergency Medical Center, Ren Qi actually had more medical experience. When he graduated, he entered a county hospital. He thought that there would not be much difference between a county hospital and a hospital in the province, and he had a lot of things to learn every day. Only when he became an attending physician in a county hospital did he realize that there was a huge difference. From a county hospital to a postgraduate student in Yun Hua Emergency Medical Center, then to a resident doctor in the General Surgery Department, and then to Ling Ran's surgery, Ren Qi felt as if his soul had been shaken.
"The number of livestreams from Yunli Medical Company is about to exceed one hundred." The doctor beside him sighed in a low voice.
Yunli Medical Company only counted the number of livestreams. One hundred livestreams meant that one hundred medical institutions and their employees were watching.
Ren Qi tilted his head and looked at the number on the screen. As expected, it had reached ninety-eight.
"I didn't expect so many people to watch finger replantations." Ren Qi could not help but sigh.
"Perhaps it's because of the finger replantation that there are so many people watching." Another doctor had long since become impatient due to the dull atmosphere in the operating theater. When he saw that someone was talking, he quickly came over and whispered, "Honestly speaking, all the doctors in big hospitals are busy. Doctor Ling's surgeries can only be broadcasted by dozens of people now. Everyone can't really rely on watching videos to learn skills, right?
Everyone could not help but nod. It would be great if they could watch the video and learn skills. Who would want to pretend to be a grandchild in front of senior doctors every day?
"So, I think that the people who are willing to watch videos and rely on them to learn skills are mostly from small hospitals. If you were to broadcast a hepatectomy, everyone would say that it was a good show and that they wanted to watch it. But in reality, what was the point of watching a hepatectomy in a small hospital? It was not as interesting as showing Guo Degang. Finger replantation surgeries, on the other hand, are all performed by small hospitals now, and they don't have a lot of channels to learn. If they watch Doctor Ling perform hepatectomy, they might really be able to improve their skills. "The doctor's analysis made sense.
Ren Qi tilted his head to take a look and thought to himself, 'This fat-faced fellow is actually quite smart.'
"Do small hospitals have screens from Yunli Medical Company?" The number of doctors who joined in the conversation increased again.
Surgeons were used to chatting in the operating theater. This was just like the working state of a few middle-aged civil servants in the office. They would rather die if they did not chat.
The fat-faced young doctor chuckled and said, "You guys are underestimating the hospitals. What they lack is an MRI machine that costs tens of millions. They are the leaders of national disciplines, and they don't lack money to buy a screen."
"A livestream system from Yunli Medical Company costs hundreds of thousands, right? Even if they don't lack money, there's no need to buy it."
"Yunli Medical Company even gives it to them. I heard that if they buy enough medicine and instruments, they will give them a screen and a livestream system. "
"They give it to them when they're full? That's so advanced. "
"Anyway, the price of their system is already very high. Think about it, if you buy a big screen now, get a host, or something like that to do a livestream, how much money can you spend?"
"There's also a high-definition camera."
"It's the same. I'll look down on them if they don't sell things from the hospital for three to five times the price."
The doctors became more and more excited as they talked, and their faces showed smiles that showed that they had seen through society.
Ren Qi quietly moved a little further away from them and focused his attention on the surgery again.
Even though he was a little distracted, he was able to focus after watching for a while.
The excitement of the other doctors who were watching by the side did not last long. They talked about the same topic for a while, and they gradually became silent.
However, the number of the livestream from Yunli Medical Company gradually increased to one hundred and twenty.
"Pay extra attention to the tendon sheath." Ling Ran paused for a moment and said, "Take out a section of the blood vessel. We're going to do a blood vessel transplant here."
"Uh … okay." Lu Wenbin was so busy that he did not even have the time to be nervous.
Blood vessel transplants were considered the smallest transplants. To a certain extent, it was even simpler than skin flap transplants.
Usually, the task of taking out blood vessels was handed over to the assistant. Of course, if the task was more difficult, it could also be handed over to another surgical group to do it. For example, the great saphenous vein, which was commonly used in cardiac surgeries, could be taken out by an independent surgical group.
Lu Wenbin was very skilled in taking out blood vessels. When he performed surgeries, he often needed to take out blood vessels to suture the veins or arteries that had blood vessel defects.
The veins and arteries in the fingers were delicate, and external trauma could easily cause blood vessel defects. However, because there was no need to suture all the arteries and veins, most finger replantation surgeries could avoid blood vessel defects.
However, Ling Ran obviously did not have such thoughts today. Not only did he not avoid the blood vessel defects, but he also tried his best to suture and transplant as many blood vessels as possible to ensure blood supply.
Needless to say, today's surgery had taken the Zhu-Ling Achilles Repair Technique as a reference.
He madly guaranteed blood supply to the fingers so that he could ensure the nutrition supply to the fingers to the greatest extent. He hoped that the fingers would be able to function as much as possible during the subsequent recovery.
This kind of plan could be said to be extremely extravagant when it came to surgeries. Even if Ling Ran personally performed it, the time needed for one finger was more than two hours. The number of stitches and the difficulty of suturing it were two to three times that of a normal finger.
The doctors who were watching the livestream from Yunli Medical Company also gradually realized this, and they actually started chatting in the comments section.
"Where did this patient come from? The resources used are … "
"I heard that he's an emergency patient today."
"He's probably a big shot."
"Not necessarily. Maybe Doctor Ling is playing with clinical innovation again."
Ren Qi stood closer to the screen of the livestream. He watched the surgery for a while, looked at the screen, and read the comments. He slowly became arrogant.
"The patient is a non-famous painter." Ren Qi quietly turned on his phone and connected to the comments section of the livestream.
A few seconds later, two comments appeared at the same time.
"What's the painter's name?"
"I kind of want to buy his paintings!"
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