Wang Bingfu was very happy that the anesthetist in his hospital had won the competition in anesthesiology.
There were too many people from Yun Hua Hospital, so many that they could take over the entire surgery.
At this time, other than brushing his face, Wang Bingfu did not know how to confirm that this was the operating theater of his hospital. Especially when there were cameras sweeping over, Wang Bingfu could not help but feel that there was a sharp blade on his back.
'Is my performance good?
If we don't perform well, what will the department director think? What will the hospital director think?
If I perform well, what will the department director think? What will the other department directors think? Will the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery from the hospital next door come to poach me? '
Wang Bingfu's brain worked like a madman, and as the first assistant, he did the work that he thought was familiar with.
However, this work soon became difficult.
"Chief Wang, let me help you with this."
"Chief Wang, let me help you with the suction."
"Chief Wang, I'll help you with the suction."
Zhang Anmin's voice was always friendly, and it always came when Wang Bingfu was too busy.
In the beginning, Wang Bingfu was quite willing to help Zhang Anmin. After all, as an assistant, it was not good for him to slow down the surgery. When he encountered something unfamiliar or something that he could not do in time, it was naturally very good to have someone to help him.
The problem was that Zhang Anmin helped too often.
Or rather, it was because Associate Chief Physician Wang Bingfu encountered too many problems!
Honestly speaking, Wang Bingfu had not felt this way for a while. It was not because his skills were high, but because doctors at his level were usually chief surgeons who performed surgeries that they were familiar with. Occasionally, when they opened up a new field, they would slowly figure it out on their own. They would not be like students or junior doctors who were forced to learn by others, and they would not encounter the embarrassment of not being able to do what they needed to do.
From this point of view, Wang Bingfu had not learned for a while, and the reason was right before his eyes —
Adults continued to learn and further their studies in their own workplace. Sometimes, it was a little awkward, and the older they were, the more it was so.
If it was like when he was the chief surgeon and occasionally encountered one or two small problems, it was not bad to learn and memorize them, and it could also be used as an example of humbly accepting advice.
But if a surgery was full of problems, and he could not solve them in a hurry, so much so that it almost delayed the chief surgeon's work, what should he say?
He, Associate Chief Physician Wang Bingfu, also cared about his reputation!
The surgery had just entered the preliminary stage, and the round ligament of the liver had only been dissociated. Wang Bingfu could not help but take a deep breath and said to Zhang Anmin, who was beside him, "Let's switch."
He was going to give up his position as the first assistant.
Zhang Anmin could actually understand Wang Bingfu's feelings very well. As he took over the surgery, he smiled and said, "Doctor Ling performed the surgery very meticulously today. Usually, he wouldn't do this."
"Is that so?" Wang Bingfu sounded surprised.
Surgeons and actors were more similar when they worked. Both of them worked under the watchful eyes of others, and the people around them were basically all knowledgeable. Whether they did well or not was the same as whether they acted well or not. Basically, everyone could see through it at a glance. If they couldn't see through it at first glance, they could roughly figure it out after watching for a while.
This situation was like asking students to do questions on the blackboard. If they did well, they would be proud, and they would be more interested in it. If they did not do well, they would only accumulate emotions.
Wang Bingfu used to be the proud type. Now that he was an associate chief physician, even if he was an associate chief physician in a normal tertiary Grade A hospital, he would still be the top student in a normal high school. Now that he suddenly experienced the quagmire of being a bad student, he naturally felt down. If he had improved further, he might even have the heart to recite the lines of "one, two, three, four".
Zhang Anmin was now an associate chief physician, and he had a few subordinates. When he saw Wang Bingfu's expression, he smiled and comforted him while performing the surgery, "Today is indeed a special situation. It's my first time seeing many of Doctor Ling's techniques. It's normal for you to not be familiar with them, Chief Physician Wang. Let's just follow him. Doctor Ling is the chief."
After being persuaded twice, Wang Bingfu's expression became a little more relaxed. He sighed and said, "You don't have to call me Chief Physician Wang. You don't have to call me Chief Physician Ling, just call me Old Wang."
"Our Doctor Ling is young, and it's also appropriate to call you Chief Physician Wang." Zuo Cidian interjected. He did not even have the right to go on stage today, so he just waited by the side with his mouth open.
Wang Bingfu's expression became a little better. At this time, he raised his head and looked at Ling Ran. He said with a mixture of admiration and emotion, "Doctor Ling's skills are really good. To be honest, it's not that I'm being lenient, but I've seen a lot of hepatectomy surgeries. Doctor Ling's surgical method today is really different."
"Today's surgery was considered from the perspective of the prognosis." Zhang Anmin was still the one who answered.
Meanwhile, Ling Ran continued to focus on the surgery.
The pressure of a perfect surgery was also huge for Ling Ran. Sometimes, even though Ling Ran could judge that a certain operation could reach the level of perfection that the system recognized, Ling Ran still wanted to do his best.
From his perspective, it was not easy to meet a five-star patient. Most of the patients whose livers needed to be removed were either too old, had all kinds of basic diseases, or had all kinds of complications. For many patients, a short and quick surgery was more practical than a long and meticulous surgery.
Only patients like Meng Feijiang, who had a strong body and poor living habits, could get a certain organ in his body to the point of undergoing major repair in a short period of time. Only then could they reach the standard of a five-star ICU.
It was not easy to find such a patient, and Ling Ran would definitely not waste his time chatting.
From the beginning of the surgery, he was extremely serious.
Correspondingly, his requirements for his surgical assistants were also stuck at the limit.
This was an old skill of Ling Ran's, but usually, Ling Ran would still leave a little more room for his assistants. Today, in order to increase the degree of meticulousness as much as possible, Wang Bingfu took on more tasks.
Correspondingly, the patient's risk level would also be slightly increased. However, this was a doctor's judgment of balance. Should he bear a slightly higher risk for the sake of a more perfect surgery and a better prognosis, or should he lower the degree of completion of the surgery, speed up the surgery, and finish the surgery as soon as possible …
Ling Ran felt that improving the prognosis was a better plan for five-star patients with good physical conditions or even outstanding physiques.
If Wang Bingfu had to choose, he might have other ideas. After all, he was currently very reluctant to follow in the surgery. However, the reality was that he did not have the right to choose.
The entire surgery was carried out slowly and firmly according to Ling Ran's plan.
When the plan reached the final stage, even the weakest of the rookies knew that the surgery was about to be completed.
Wang Bingfu subconsciously glanced at the screen in the corner. He saw that there were endless comments under the logo of Yunli Medical Company. Wang Bingfu did not need to look closely to know that they were comments from doctors from various hospitals, and they were very valuable. When he thought of this, he subconsciously moved a few times. He felt that if he added a little more talent, he might get better comments.
At the same time, a line of words flashed in front of Ling Ran's eyes.
[Mission 1 Completed: Pursuit of Perfection]
[Mission Details: Perfect surgery is a surgeon's undying pursuit. Complete three perfect surgeries.]
[Mission Progress: (3/3)]
[Mission Reward: Intermediate Treasure Chest]
…..
[Mission 1 – 1: Pursuit of Perfection]
[Mission Details: Perfect surgery is a surgeon's undying pursuit. Complete four perfect surgeries again.]
[Mission Progress: (0/4)]
[Mission Reward: Intermediate Treasure Chest]
…..
Ling Ran was stunned for a moment before he realized that this mission was actually a accumulative one.
It did not seem too much for him to add one more surgery after completing one.
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