Operating theater of the First People's Hospital of Floating Island.
Before the patient, Meng Feijiang, was placed on the operating table, Wang Jia, a nurse from Yun Hua Hospital, was already checking the instruments and equipment in the operating theater.
After performing surgeries with Ling Ran for more than three years, Nurse Wang Jia had developed a sharp style, and she knew Ling Ran's surgical habits like the back of her hand.
She alone commanded the three nurses from the First People's Hospital of Floating Island.
"We can prepare two more hemostatic forceps, but there are too few types of sutures. Doctor Ling prefers sutures over electrocoagulation. “
"Because some of the instruments we use are rented, all the instruments have to be checked and cleaned many times. Don't believe in the character of the renter. I've seen blood before, and it was not washed clean.
"Pull out a stop line here, use red. Doctors who want to watch the surgery, come behind the line. The front is where the camera is. No one is allowed to stand there. Mark it … "
When Wang Bingfu appeared, he almost could not recognize the operating theater in front of him.
There were a total of three ultra-high-definition cameras facing the direction of the operating table from all angles. They were like stop ropes used in shopping malls, and they surrounded the operating table from a position further away.
Various imaging films were placed in the corner of the operating theater with a large number of light boxes as a background, completely occupying the blind spots used by the nurses to play with their phones.
Even though Wang Bingfu had performed surgeries with Ling Ran a few times, this scene was still completely beyond his expectations.
"What are we doing?" Wang Bingfu was still afraid that he would say something wrong, so he asked tentatively.
Wang Jia said quickly, "Doctor Ling wants the surgery to be fully recorded, so the preparation procedure is a little more complicated."
"A little." Wang Bingfu forced a smile. He would believe her even if she said that the operating theater had been renovated. How could she explain the scene in front of him if it was slightly more complicated?
Wang Jia smiled and did not intend to explain.
"Do you mean that we will use three cameras to take pictures of the whole surgery?" Wang Bingfu asked again.
Wang Jia nodded. "That's what I mean."
"Then … what if there's a mistake?"
"If there's a mistake, it can also be used to check and make up for it." Yu Yuan's voice came from the other side.
Wang Bingfu was shocked. "Doctor Yu, you're here too."
"That camera just now couldn't have been pushed by a ghost, right?" Yu Yuan and Wang Bingfu had been performing surgeries together for almost ten hours, so she spoke relatively casually.
Wang Bingfu laughed and thought, 'Fortunately, I didn't notice the camera just now, or I would have to go to the operating table first.'
Yu Yuan nodded at Wang Jia and said to Wang Bingfu, "Doctor Ling is quite confident in this surgery, so you don't have to worry about the camera. Just perform the surgery normally."
Naturally, she would not tell Wang Bingfu that the patient was a five-star patient. This was a concept circulated within the Ling Treatment Group. In fact, the internal department of Ling Treatment Group was not very clear about Ling Ran's rating system. However, everyone knew that five-star and four-star patients recovered better, and the surgical effects were better.
However, Wang Bingfu would not feel at ease just because of Yu Yuan's words. He smiled bitterly. "Normal freelance surgeons are afraid of attracting attention. Aren't we a little too high-profile by doing this?"
"The camera is to record the surgery process so that we can review it in the future, study it, and learn from it. The barricade here is also to prevent too many doctors from visiting … Besides, we're now in the name of consultation, right? "Yu Yuan comforted Wang Bingfu again, and he finally accepted the situation.
Wang Bingfu was also helpless. Recording while performing surgery had always been a high-level behavior of high-level doctors. Wang Bingfu had never tried it before, and this time, he was even more unprepared. But whether he was willing or not, he could only agree now.
Ling Ran was the chief surgeon, and the team he brought was more than enough, so much so that they even had nurses. If Wang Bingfu strongly refused, he would probably be the one who would be replaced in the end.
"Please get ready. Doctor Ling will be here soon. By the way, have you signed all the documents that need to be signed? "Yu Yuan intentionally changed the topic.
Wang Bingfu nodded. "It's all done. Overall, this family is quite easy to talk to …"
The patient came to him on his own, so it was naturally easy to talk to him.
Moreover, in the field of hepatectomy, Ling Ran already had the halo of a famous doctor. Relatively speaking, the patient and his family's confidence in the surgery would always be stronger. Under normal circumstances, signing the documents and so on would not be a problem.
After a while, the patient was pushed in by the nurse on a gurney.
"What's his name? Do you know what surgery you're going to do? "Wang Jia and the nurse from the First People's Hospital of Floating Island went forward to check the information. This was a segment where nothing went wrong, but once something went wrong, men would be speechless and women would cry. For example, Liang Qichao went to Peking Union Medical College Hospital to have his left kidney removed, but he mistakenly removed his right kidney. The reason for this was that the chief surgeon did not check, and the operating nurse marked the wrong position.
"Isn't there a name on his wrist?" The patient lay on the bed. He looked weak, but he did not play by the rules.
Wang Jia was stunned when she heard this. She smiled again, looked at the wrist, and continued to ask, "Is it Meng Feijiang?"
The patient lying on the gurney sighed. "You guys made the operating theater so scary because of your poor interrogation skills. How can you ask people's names like this? If you catch the tongue, it'll all be wasted. "
Wang Jia could not help but laugh. "You're really funny."
At the same time, she also observed the patient's mental state.
The latter glared at Wang Jia and said, "I'm Meng Feijiang."
"Okay, my name is Wang Jia. I'll show you the fluid." Wang Jia checked the two venous channels, smiled, and asked, "Do you know what surgery you're going to perform?"
"Hepatectomy," the patient, Meng Feijiang said as he raised his head and asked, "Is it Ling Ran who performed the surgery?"
"Yes, it's our Doctor Ling," Wang Jia answered a little proudly.
"Well, he has to perform the surgery from the beginning to the end, or else …" The old man thought about it and said, "Or else, it'd be best if he kills me, or I won't do it."
Wang Jia did not know whether she should agree or not.
At this time, Meng Feijiang laughed. "I'm just teasing you guys."
Wang Jia could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. "You're really funny …"
"Yes, if the surgery doesn't go well, even if I die, I won't let him go." Meng Feijiang transfused the fluid and said in an imposing manner, "I've told my old friends that if I don't go back during the Chinese New Year, you can forget about celebrating the Chinese New Year."
Wang Jia and Yu Yuan's faces fell.
Yu Yuan took out her phone and madly dialed Zuo Cidian's number. She said, "Mister Meng, surgery itself is risky. We've already told you about it before the surgery, and the family members have also signed …"
"Fighting a war is also a risky thing, but I still went to fight it." Meng Feijiang glared at her and said, "When I went to touch the tongue, the company commander and the regiment commander didn't say that there's a risk. It's fine if I can't touch it. The company commander said that if the first platoon dies, the second platoon will continue. If the first platoon dies, the second platoon will continue. I only want the tongue! "
He straightened his neck and looked at the people in front of him in a daze. He said fiercely, "You just need to cut the liver clean for me. I don't want to care about anything else, and I don't want to hear it. Understand? "
"Un … understood." Yu Yuan and Wang Jia had never seen someone like this, and their voices were timid.
Meng Feijiang frowned and looked at Wang Jia in front of him. "Are my ears damaged? Why did I hear two people talking? "
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