Lu Wenbin received the patient, gave the order, and rushed back to the operating theater to help.
After a while, Nurse Wang Jia came out and checked the preoperative preparations of the patients one by one.
Young Tie quickly went forward and asked, "Excuse me, where is Doctor Lu?"
Wang Jia saw that he was wearing a large white coat and looked familiar, so she said, "Lu Wenbin went in for surgery. Which department are you from? "
Yun Hua Hospital had more than one thousand authorized doctors, and there were hundreds of doctors for in-service training and interns who were constantly in rotation. Coupled with more nurses, the total number of medical staff easily exceeded three thousand. If one wanted to be known by everyone, he or she had to be a high-class flamer like Huo Congjun or be a few percent as handsome as Ling Ran.
Young Tie had nothing, so he was not qualified to show his face in other departments. He could only pretend to be calm and said, "I'm Tie Bei, an attending physician from the Hand Surgery Department. This is my relative. I was just about to tell Doctor Lu about the patient's condition. "
"If there's a special situation, you can write it on a piece of paper, and I'll pass it to them. Or you can just send it to Doctor Lu on WeChat." Wang Jia lowered her head and got busy again.
Young Tie saw that he was very busy and felt helpless. He had to comfort Department Associate Director Pan's sister and other relatives. "Don't worry, the situation is quite good now. Doctor Ling is a very good surgeon in our hospital. If he performs the surgery, the success rate is very high."
When Wang Jia heard this, she nodded without raising her head.
Her workload was not lighter than that of the doctors, but her responsibilities were greater. Just checking every kind of medicine in the infusion bottle was already extremely annoying, but they had no choice but to look at it. Giving the wrong drip sometimes happened in the hospital. Most of the time, it was not a big deal, but in rare cases, emergency equipment was needed …
Wang Jia not only had to check Zheng Qi's infusion bottle and preoperative preparations, but she also had to make preparations for the other two patients faster.
Ling Ran's high-frequency surgeries not only made himself busy, but also made all the operating theaters in the Emergency Department busy.
Needless to say, Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin's daily workload was not much less than Ling Ran's, but they were under less pressure. Aside from that, the Emergency Department only had four operating theaters, and they already had quite a lot of surgeries to begin with. With the addition of Ling Ran's high turnover rate of nearly ten surgeries, the Emergency Department was practically extremely busy. Everyone's workload had increased, including the circulating nurses.
Even the anesthetist in the Department of Anesthesiology had to be dispatched.
However, not only did the medical staff of the Emergency Department not hate the busy schedule brought by Ling Ran, they rather liked it.
Because they could get a hefty surgery fee!
Doctors and nurses were very busy to begin with, and everyone had a strong tolerance for being busy. The key was what they gained from being busy. Some people were busy to gain the appreciation of their leaders, some were busy to gain the gratitude of their patients, some were busy to gain experience, some were busy to gain the praise of their peers, and some were busy to gain the fists of their patients' families …
The hardest part about performing surgeries with Ling Ran was that there were a lot of surgeries, but the best part was that there were also a lot of surgeries.
Surgery fees were calculated according to the level and number of surgeries performed.
When it came to surgeries like flexor tendon suturing, Ling Ran could get less than 500 RMB, the first assistant could get around 150 RMB, and the anesthetist and two nurses could get around 30 RMB each. It might not sound like much, but Ling Ran's turnover was too fast.
Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin were so rich that their hands were sore. On average, they could perform at least four surgeries a day, and they would receive 600 yuan each. Their monthly salary was almost 20,000 yuan. Thirty RMB for an anesthetist was not much, but if they followed Ling Ran for five surgeries a day and performed two or three surgeries in parallel, they could still get an extra six to seven thousand RMB a month. The nurses received slightly less. After all, they had to prepare for the surgery. They could only perform four or five surgeries a day at most, but they could still get an extra four to five thousand RMB a month, so their hard work was not in vain.
In short, it was easier not to perform surgeries with Ling Ran, but it was not too easy either. The work in the hospital was endless. The most annoying thing was to perform surgeries with new doctors. They had to make incisions for half an hour, perform surgeries for three hours, and find someone to save them for two hours. In the end, they had to stand until their hamstrings became inflamed, and they still had to pay for Level 2 surgery.
For the medical staff, performing surgeries with Ling Ran was worth it.
Other than Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin, who had no choice, the others could still adjust their time freely. Based on the current situation, Ling Ran's surgeries were still quite popular.
The medical staff were also very busy because of this.
Young Tie felt uneasy. In the end, he went to Doctor Zhou and said, "I want to follow you into the operating theater."
Some doctors did not perform surgeries themselves when their family members were performing surgeries, but there were also doctors who accompanied them into the operating theater. Of course, some doctors were very disgusted by this, so there were also disputes.
Young Tie could only hope that Doctor Zhou could be of help.
When Doctor Zhou heard Young Tie's request, he pondered for a few seconds. Then, while Young Tie was feeling uneasy, he smiled warmly. "If you want to watch, just watch. Doctor Ling's operating theater is often watched by people. Just keep quiet, don't talk, and don't chat. Also, only five people can enter the operating theater at most. This is a new rule. It's to prevent housemen and medical interns from swarming in. "
"I understand." Young Tie nodded repeatedly and praised, "As expected of Doctor Zhou, who worries about people's needs. If you didn't tell me, I'm afraid that I would still be jumping around and thinking of a way."
Doctor Zhou reminded him again, "You're a doctor. You can watch, but don't let the patient's other family members in."
"Of course." Young Tie patted his chest and promised. He then quickly went to prepare.
To avoid being disgusted, Young Tie took a shower and changed into a new pair of underwear. He then put on clean scrubs before he entered the operating theater. The timing was just right.
There were two sets of MRI scans and MRI scans in the operating theater.
Ling Ran did not put on his surgical gown. He held his hands up and looked at the scans.
When he finished looking at the scans, Ling Ran turned to look at Young Tie. When he saw that he was dressed correctly, he nodded. He did not greet him or ask any questions.
Lu Wenbin, who was standing in the position of the first assistant, recognized him, but he did not say anything.
"Scalpel." Ling Ran asked Lu Wenbin to straighten the patient's palm, and he started the surgery with the pen-grip.
In the past, he only had Specialist Level in the bow-grip. It was very good for making incisions, but it was slightly lacking when it came to delicate operations. The first wave of Sincere Gratitude he received a while ago gave him Specialist Level in the pen-grip, and it solved some of the problems during the surgery.
Specialist Level in the pen-grip, as the name suggested, was to grasp the scalpel like a pen. It was not easy to use great strength, but it was very convenient when it came to making small incisions.
Zheng Qi, who was lying on the operating table, had a cut wound on three fingers on his right hand. But if he wanted to suture it, he would have to expose more of it.
Young Tie stared at Ling Ran's operation. He felt that the position where Ling Ran made the incision was good, but his surgical skills were only average. He could not help but furrow his eyebrows. 'If this is all he's capable of, any expert from the Hand Surgery Department can suture better without using the M-Tang technique …'
"Pull it open." Ling Ran's voice was clear, and it instantly caught everyone's attention.
"Alright," Lu Wenbin quickly answered.
Young Tie looked over as well. He saw Ling Ran stretch his hand downwards and scoop out the tendon.
The eyes of the senior attending physician, Doctor Tie Bei, immediately focused on Ling Ran's hand.
The difficulty of accurately scooping out a piece of fatty meat from a braised roujiamo was about the same as Ling Ran's movements. During this process, the meat patty could be bloated but not broken, the fine meat could be scattered but not lost, the meat could be shifted but not hollow, the fat had to be whole, the soup could be brought out, and it could be slightly damaged, but it could not fall inside …
Of course, before this, an MRI scan, ultrasound, and CT scan could be done on the braised roujiamo. But as far as Young Tie knew, most doctors in the Hand Surgery Department relied on their naked eyes to find the tendon.
After all, although this movement looked cool, saved time, and did not cause much damage to the patient, it was not the decisive core movement.
The core of a flexor tendon suture was still the suture and the strength of the suture.
"What the f * ck …" Young Tie could not help but curse. He was in the middle of learning the M-Tang technique, and he could only watch as Ling Ran used two minutes to finish suturing the tendon, which would have taken him twenty minutes to suture. The visual impact was really … infuriating!
'Why?'
Young Tie looked at Ling Ran's handsome face, which could not be hidden even by the mask and surgical magnifying glasses. There were at least hundreds of thousands of cells in his body, and he was so angry that he wanted to break down!
'Why?!'
Ling Ran made another incision and scooped out a tendon.
He made another incision and scooped out another tendon, sutured it, and stuffed it back …
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