"Protein glue."
Ling Ran's order came from his side.
Wu Honglang froze for a moment and quickly turned around.
Biological protein glue was smeared on the cut surface of the liver to promote healing. In other words …
Wu Honglang took a closer look. Sure enough, a small piece of Li Wankui's liver had been cut off on the operating table, and it was placed on a stainless steel plate.
The red, sticky liver, which looked like it had shit-like stones in it, would make the staff of the consumer association cry if it was sold in the supermarket.
"This …" Wu Honglang's voice trembled.
The people who came to watch the hepatectomy watched for more than an hour, but they did not see the most important hepatectomy process. What kind of feeling would that be?
It was like you spent a lot of effort to invite someone's mistress to a hotel, spent a lot of money to get a luxurious suite, and even opened a bottle of champagne, but because of time management, you could only take a sip before you rushed back to the hospital for surgery.
'This is too fast,' Wu Honglang thought. 'Even if it's a man with a dog's waist, he can't save so much time, right?'
He craned his neck to look at the surgical area and saw that Ling Ran had tied a few deep knots. The abdominal cavity was as beautiful as a sci-fi world.
* Ding dong. *
This time, Wu Honglang's phone rang.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wu Honglang quickly apologized. He took out his phone and was stunned.
He could not help but look up at Hospital Director Zhou. He saw the latter smiling faintly, and he could not help but feel helpless.
If it had to be said, Wu Honglang had always been aggressive, arrogant, confident, and did not care about anyone. Forget about when he was young and frivolous, even now, he was usually aggressive when he faced his peers. It was just that he was not as fond of arguing with others as Huo Congjun was.
Even so, when Wu Honglang faced other surgeons, it was difficult for him to be polite. He repeatedly said "I'm sorry", but that was when he thought highly of the other party and really thought that he did something wrong.
Wu Honglang held his phone and smiled at Hospital Director Zhou in a self-deprecating manner. "I'm old, so I have to be more tactful."
"When you spoke just now, you weren't tactful at all." Hospital Director Zhou smiled and said, "Answer the phone."
Wu Honglang smiled helplessly, looked back at the operating table, and reluctantly stepped open the door of the operating theater.
If he was in the operating theater of his own hospital, he would definitely pick up the phone on the spot. If it were any other ordinary doctor's operating theater, he would definitely not be so particular.
However, in an operating theater where a bloodless hepatectomy was being carried out, regardless of whether Wu Honglang and Ling Ran were affiliated with each other or whether Ling Ran had any sort of authority, Wu Honglang was too embarrassed to pick up the phone and say hello.
The airtight access door of the operating theater opened and closed.
Wu Honglang held his phone and walked to the corridor before he answered the call and said, "I was in the operating theater just now."
"Yes, we had a discussion after reading your message. Jack and the others are all in the conference room now." A series of greetings came from the other end of the phone, polite yet unapproachable.
Wu Honglang responded and executed a move.
"Doctor Wu, is the surgery over?" Questions came one after another from the other end of the phone.
Wu Honglang replied, "Not yet."
"Based on what we know, Doctor Ling's surgery speed is very fast. The average time taken for hepatectomy is less than ninety minutes. Now, the surgery has been going on for more than ninety minutes. Is there any problem with the surgery?"
"No."
"Then, are there any new changes now?"
"The damaged part of the liver has been removed, which means that the main steps of the surgery have been completed. The next step is the finishing stage …"
"Is the surgery a success?"
"Yes. But it's not completed yet. "
"But do you think that the surgery will be successful?"
Wu Honglang hesitated for a few seconds and said, "If there are no major accidents, it should be successful."
"What's the probability of success? What I mean is, if we ask Mister Li Wankui's body to recover to a state where he can work, how long will it take for him to return to normal, and what's the probability? " Questions came one after another from the other end of the phone. Rather than saying that they were concerned about the progress of the surgery, it would be more accurate to say that they were concerned about Li Wankui's prognosis.
Wu Honglang knew what they meant. He thought about it seriously and said, "I can't tell how long it will take and what's the probability. But based on my personal experience and knowledge, I think that Li Wankui will be able to participate in a small amount of work within half a month. In about one or two months, he will return to a relatively normal state."
"Your speculation is very bold," another man said. "Mister Wu Honglang, if we make a decision based on this, you know that it will involve a large amount of money."
Wu Honglang said indifferently, "You asked me to give my professional opinion, and I have given it. If you don't believe me, you can wait until the surgery is completed."
"This … Time is money … Of course, it's not that I don't believe you, of course not." The person on the other end of the phone replied twice before he became sensitive and stopped.
"If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up," Wu Honglang said.
"Alright, thank you for your hard work."
Wu Honglang hummed in acknowledgment and closed his phone. He pursed his lips in disdain.
Even though he had received money to work for these capitalists, Wu Honglang was too lazy to put in any effort. If it were not for the fact that the other party gave him too much money, how could he, a dignified chief physician, bend his back?
Wu Honglang did not immediately reply that he was in the operating theater. Instead, he looked into the operating theater through the round glass on the door.
The round glass on the airtight door of the operating theater was twice the size of a normal person, or one-third the size of a big head like Lei Jiayin. From the outside, one could see the scene on the operating table.
Wu Honglang's hospital also had a similar round glass. Sometimes, he would watch the work of the young doctors inside from the outside.
Today, when he looked at it again, Wu Honglang had a different feeling in his heart.
* Shick. *
Associate Hospital Director Zhou turned around and saw Wu Honglang. He stepped open the operating theater door. "Old Wu, what's wrong?"
"Every generation has its own talents." Wu Honglang chuckled and said, "To be honest, a person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. In the past, I only heard that Yun Hua Hospital's reputation soared, but I didn't expect it to soar so high."
Associate Hospital Director Zhou glanced at Wu Honglang doubtfully and warned him again, "Don't try to poach people. You can't poach them."
"Why would I poach them? Let me introduce you to a patient." Wu Honglang changed the topic and said, "I'll do it with Doctor Ling. This is okay, right?"
Associate Hospital Director Zhou smiled. "Secretly learn? Then you have to queue up. "
"It's mainly this young patient." Wu Honglang coughed a few times and said, "He was also admitted to the hospital two days ago. He's fourteen years old, and he was found to have early-stage liver cancer during a physical examination. This young patient is the child of a friend of mine. I was also hesitant to send him to our hospital as soon as possible. "
"Is his condition very complicated?" Associate Hospital Director Zhou was a little surprised and asked, "He's fourteen years old, and it's early-stage liver cancer. It shouldn't be very serious, right?"
"It's mainly because his family situation is a little special." Wu Honglang hesitated for two seconds and said, "This young patient's grandfather, grandmother, maternal grandfather, and his mother all have liver cancer. He has an older brother who was found to have liver cancer when he was twenty-four or twenty-five years old. I was the one who operated on him …"
Associate Hospital Director Zhou looked at Wu Honglang in a daze.
"His grandfather lived the longest. He lived for seven years." Wu Honglang sighed. "I was just thinking, should I make some changes?"
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