Pan Hua and Hayato Ueda left the operating theater a few minutes before the surgery ended.
Both of them swayed a little as they left.
They had seen the medical skills of Japanese hospitals, which were known as the best in Asia. Top hospitals such as Shuntendo Hospital, Tokyo University Affiliated Hospital, and Keio University Hospital had frequent exchanges with Keio University Hospital. Various medical videos were also commonly used by doctors to learn.
However, none of these could belittle Ling Ran's skills.
Even if they judged him by extremely harsh standards, it was difficult for them to point out any flaws in Ling Ran's operation.
Of course, he could always point out some of his shortcomings, but what was the point of comparing him with an intern from Yun Hua Hospital based on the highest standards, or even coincidental standards?
Instead of talking about his flaws, it would be better to say that Ling Ran's performance in some aspects was too good, so much so that other aspects were not so harmonious and perfect.
The suturing technique was too good, the timing of his judgment was too good, the position of the incision was too good, and the perineurium anastomosis was too good. When Pan Hua thought of the last scene he saw, he could not help but shudder.
It was not because he was afraid, but because he felt good.
When he saw Ling Ran, who was also a doctor, connect every perineurium of the patient, the feeling of comfort was not something that could be compared to two bottles of iced Coca-Cola in summer.
Pan Hua only knew how to perform epineurium anastomosis, and that was enough. Although the patient's recovery period was a little longer, there were often cases of self-growth being wrongly connected, the recovery of sensory functions was a little weaker, and the evaluation of motor functions was a little worse, generally speaking, the difference between epineurium anastomosis and perineurium anastomosis was not too big.
Generally speaking!
When he saw Ling Ran's skillful perineurium suture, Pan Hua knew that there was a big gap between them.
As for Hayato Ueda, he had just started performing the M-Tang technique, and he did not know how to perform epineurium anastomosis at all. He could only break the silence with a deep tone, "So he really does perform more than eight surgeries a day."
"Yes, every day." Pan Hua chuckled.
When he recalled all the things he originally thought about, he felt that it was a little ridiculous. After he saw Ling Ran's surgeries, he actually felt that the abnormal behavior of performing eight surgeries a day was no longer so abrupt.
Or rather, the fact that Ling Ran had performed so many surgeries and so frequently made it easier for Pan Hua to absolve himself of the blame. 'It's not strange for a crazy person to work hard and have crazy skills.' 'Besides, Ling Ran's insanely hard work means that his talent might not be that good … If I also perform so many surgeries, I might still be able to catch up to him. I didn't perform so many surgeries because I didn't have enough time and energy … No, why would I catch up to him? 'I'm the associate chief physician who just returned from Japan for in-service training, the man who has accumulated a lot of experience, the hand surgeon who is about to amaze the world …'
Pan Hua shook his head and resolutely put an end to his wild thoughts. He took out his phone, scrolled to the text message he received earlier, and said, "Ling Ran has performed nearly five hundred M-Tang technique surgeries. It's a little more than what we expected, but it's not to the extent that it's too exaggerated."
When Hayato Ueda heard that he could perform five hundred cases, his furrowed eyebrows relaxed a little. "If I can achieve Ling Ran's level by performing five hundred cases, I can also perform five hundred cases."
Pan Hua grunted in response to the reminder.
Five hundred cases was indeed more than what he had performed, but Pan Hua had not only performed surgeries using the M-Tang technique in his life. Besides, he had performed more than three hundred cases using the M-Tang technique, and he was not far from performing five hundred cases.
'Then, can I reach Ling Ran's level by performing five hundred cases?
'It's very difficult … No, I'm afraid it's completely impossible.'
Pan Hua still knew his limitations. The higher the level of a skill, the harder it was to improve. It was just like climbing a mountain. Climbing one thousand meters or even two thousand meters was very easy. The absolute height of Mount Tai was one thousand five hundred meters. An ordinary person with a normal body could climb it in a day. The only difference was the degree of fatigue.
But what if he wanted to climb a little higher? The difficulty he would encounter would not only be fatigue, but also the cold brought about by the altitude, low oxygen level, and other problems …
'Then, how high had Ling Ran climbed?'
Just thinking about it made Pan Hu feel uncomfortable all over.
"Don't talk about Ling Ran and his surgeries when you go back," Pan Hua suddenly said.
"Huh?" Hayato Ueda was baffled.
"We're from the Hand Surgery Department." Pan Hua shook his shoulders and pulled himself together. He said softly, "The matters of the Emergency Department have nothing to do with us."
"Oh, okay." Hayato Ueda's mind was quickly filled with countless thoughts. The human resource struggles in Japan's university hospitals were more complicated than those in China's hospitals. He could easily adapt to it.
"When patients come to the hospital for hand injuries, they will definitely choose the Hand Surgery Department as their priority. Only emergency surgeries will be sent to the Emergency Department. There are also patients who are referred to other departments. We don't have to care about them. As long as we handle outpatients, we will never be able to finish them. " Pan Hua was not only analyzing for Hayato Ueda, but he was also cheering for himself. He puffed out his chest and said with a smile, "We must have confidence in ourselves. We are professional orthopedists, and the knowledge we have accumulated will continue to grow with our experience. A surgeon like Ling Ran only knows how to perform one type of surgery, and he will only slowly become mediocre. "
Hayato Ueda knew what Pan Hua meant. He laughed and said, "Just like the VIP patients from before?"
He was referring to President Han.
Pan Hua nodded slightly and went along with his words. "You're right. From what I remember, Japanese hospitals care about the VIP patients the most. "
"Of course, VIP patients can bring a lot of benefits."
"So, we just need to grab the VIP patients." Pan Hua said 'we', but in his heart, he was thinking about 'me'. He smiled faintly and said, "All the VIP patients found by the hospital or the department will definitely be sent to the Hand Surgery Department. There's no reason for patients with hand injuries to be sent to the Emergency Department. Through the treatment of patients with special needs, we can also accumulate our reputation. When that time comes, more patients will naturally come to us. Ling Ran's … Ling Ran's surgery will not affect us. "
"You're right." Hayato Ueda was not interested in the struggles in China's hospitals. Instead, he became curious and said, "Since Ling Ran is a newcomer, he should be very young, right?"
Pan Hua hummed in acknowledgment and said, "Twenty-two or twenty-three years old."
"He's more than ten years younger than me." Hayato Ueda wiped the stubble on his chin and remembered the scene of Ling Ran wiping his sweat. He could not help but feel his heart tremble. "When I was his age, I was still studying in school all day. I still don't know what's going on with doctors' fame. "
"In another ten years, Ling Ran still won't know, and we will have become top-notch hand surgeons."
This was what Pan Hua said, and he was also moving towards his goal.
He was a man with a firm personality.
If it were not for this, Pan Hua would not have been able to stand out in the field of hand surgery and become an associate professor in the elite department of Yun Hua Hospital.
Pan Hua just pretended that he had never seen Ling Ran's surgery.
He continued to arrange for surgeries to be performed every day. He tried to perform as many surgeries as possible. Four surgeries a day … Four surgeries a day was still too many, but he could still guarantee an average of three surgeries a day. This caused a lot of praises in the Hand Surgery Department for his diligence.
"Department director, you're too good. I can't learn no matter how hard I try." Young Tie often acted as Pan Hua's assistant. Sometimes, Pan Hua only performed the most important steps, and he let Young Tie perform almost half of the surgery. This made Young Tie more and more familiar with the M-Tang technique.
Of course, it was also because Young Tie could always say things that made people happy.
Every time this happened, Pan Hua would smile humbly. "Don't flatter me. When you're at my age, you might be able to do better."
"It's impossible. I can tell just by looking at your hands, department director. Fortunately, you didn't learn piano. Otherwise, we would have one less world-class doctor and one more world-class musician."
"Young Tie, you're the only one who knows how to say things." Pan Hua laughed out loud. The gloominess from the past few days had disappeared without a trace.
"Department Associate Director Pan's hands are indeed beautiful. When people see them, they will ask if you're a pianist or a doctor." The scrub nurse who worked with Department Associate Director Pan today was slightly older, and she could easily make cheap remarks.
Pan Hua was extremely happy. He threw away the used gauze, picked up another piece, dipped it in his hand, and said with a smile, "I always say this. The most important thing to be a doctor is actually confidence. This is especially true for surgeons. The reasons they have to make decisions are complicated, and they can't be explained clearly with just a few words. They also have to race against time. So, they can only make decisions and bear the consequences alone. It won't do if they don't have confidence. Confidence is the most important thing for a surgeon. "
"You're right, department director." Young Tie looked as if he was deeply touched and said, "I can feel it when I look at your surgery. Your movements are very decisive. Sometimes, I also tell other doctors that if we can make decisions as decisively as Department Associate Director Pan, even if our skills are still terrible, the patient's prognosis will be improved."
"That's right. You must have confidence in yourself," Pan Hua said in a serious tone, "Confidence is the greatest wealth of us surgeons."
When he said this, Pan Hua felt as if a shadow had slid past his eyes. He immediately shook his head and drove it away.
* Woo woo … *
Pan Hua's phone vibrated.
"I'll leave the rest to you." Pan Hua had just finished the last part of the surgery. He carefully checked the suture. There was no problem, so he took off his glasses and surgical gown.
Young Tie responded and took over the surgery with practiced ease. His skills were slightly lacking in performing the complete M-Tang technique, but it was very reassuring to use it to solve the first and last parts of the surgery.
Not long after, Young Tie's phone also rang.
Young Tie asked the nurse below the operating table to help him take out his pocket. He glanced at his phone and quickly gestured for the nurse to pick it up. He pressed his face against the phone and asked softly, "Department Associate Director Pan?"
"Are you done with the surgery?"
"Soon, in a few more minutes …"
"Come to the rooftop when you're done."
"Ah … Oh." Young Tie felt uneasy. He asked the nurse below the operating table to put his phone back into his pocket and said, "Sister Li, can you please see which doctor is outside and call them?"
A few minutes later, Young Tie finished suturing the skin. He transferred the patient again and exited the operating theater. He did not take the elevator but went straight to the rooftop.
There was no wind on the rooftop, and the smell of cigarettes could be smelled. It was the Nine-Five Supreme that Department Associate Director Pan often smoked.
When he got closer, he saw that the floor under Department Associate Director Pan's feet was already covered with cigarette butts.
"Department Associate Director Pan, what happened?" Young Tie's heart trembled. This was a major incident!
"I …" Department Associate Director Pan's throat was hoarse from smoking. He coughed a few times before he said, "My brother-in-law was hacked. His right hand is seriously injured, and he's being sent to the hospital. "
"Huh? Who did it? " Young Tie knew that when Department Associate Director Pan was chased out of the house by his wife, he often stayed at his sister's house and brother-in-law's house. Both of them had a very good relationship, and they instantly felt a sense of common hatred for a common enemy.
Department Associate Director Pan extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand and said, "It's a debt dispute. The culprit has been arrested. The most important thing now is to save his hand."
"You've thought it through."
Department Associate Director Pan's mind was filled with his sister's crying voice over the phone. He shook his head and said, "Something happened at the construction site of Tiger Leaping Gorge. He'll be here in two hours at most …"
"Don't worry, I'll immediately arrange the operating theater." Young Tie patted his chest again.
Department Associate Director Pan fell silent.
Young Tie looked at him, puzzled.
After a long time, he heard Department Associate Director Pan say, "Young Tie, how do I usually treat you?"
This was a standard line to show loyalty, and Young Tie's answer was very accurate. "Your kindness is as heavy as a mountain."
"My sister is so pitiful." Department Associate Director Pan sighed heavily and said, "My brother-in-law's small company has been running for more than ten years, and it finally started to make money. But in the end, he encountered this kind of thing. He's also a designer. If his hand doesn't work, he won't be able to take on any projects in the future … Young Tie."
"Yes."
"When my brother-in-law arrives, help me pick him up."
"Yes."
"What about now …" Department Associate Director Pan remained silent for two seconds and said, "Go and look for Ling Ran."
"Huh?"
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