"He Jia, was the surgery successful?"
The patient in the daytime operating theater came out together with the doctor. Before the female athlete with a slender waist and long legs recovered her senses, a male athlete with a slender waist and long legs, who was full of hormones, ran over.
Lu Wenbin stood in front of her and said angrily, "You're asking the patient if the surgery was successful? How would she know? "
"Then … was the surgery successful?" The male athlete asked again because of Lu Wenbin's large white coat.
Lu Wenbin glanced at him and asked, "Are you the patient's family member?"
"I'm … not really." The male athlete was a little embarrassed.
"It's not a ghost yet." Lu Wenbin wrinkled his nose. He smelled something rotten. He turned around, sighed, and said, "Call the patient's family member over."
"We're all foreigners. We're just here in Shanghai for training. Our family members are not here," the male athlete with a slender waist and long legs quickly said.
"Didn't you inform the patient's family about the surgery? How did they sign the informed consent form? "Lu Wenbin immediately turned around to look for Zuo Cidian, but he did not see him.
Whether it was in Yun Hua Hospital or when they performed freelance surgeries, Zuo Cidian was usually the first person in charge of the doctor-patient relationship. At this moment, Lu Wenbin only sent the patient out, and he instantly panicked.
"She signed it herself. The coach of her team also signed it." This time, the person who spoke was a doctor from the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center.
Lu Wenbin could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. He thought, 'It's all because of daytime surgeries. The frequency is too high, and it's easy for accidents to happen.'
If it was a normal elective surgery, the patient would at least sign the informed consent form a day in advance. For the current Ling Treatment Group, Zuo Cidian was in charge of this, and Lu Wenbin and the others did not need to worry at all.
It was the same for freelance surgeries. The local hospital would make all kinds of preparations a day in advance, and it was rare for a surgery to be performed right after a live consultation.
However, the complaint in Lu Wenbin's heart only lasted for a moment. He was young, and he grew up following Ling Ran's surgeries. He quickly adapted to high-frequency surgeries. At this moment, he only looked at the doctor from the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center and asked, "What about the coach? When will the patient's family come? "
"I'll go get her coach." The young doctor only answered Lu Wenbin's first question.
The slender and long-legged male athlete became worried and said, "It's just a minor surgery. There's no need to inform his family. There's no need to make them worry."
"Whether it's necessary or not, it's not up to you to decide." Lu Wenbin's face was sullen, and he didn't look friendly at all.
A few athletes came up together and said, "If there's any problem, just tell us directly. We can handle it."
"Do you know what's the difference between you and a real family member?" Lu Wenbin sighed again and turned to look at her.
"What's the difference?"
"A real family member would never ask you such a question." Lu Wenbin shook his head.
The young athlete looked at Lu Wenbin in confusion.
"A true family member will always have the greatest hope even when faced with the worst situation." Lu Wenbin expressed his feelings and said, "How can it be like you guys, asking a question right off the bat?"
Everyone was speechless.
Fortunately, the coach rushed over quickly.
He was a slightly plump and muscular man with thick hair. His arm circumference was about 38 inches, which was similar to Lu Wenbin's.
When he saw such a coach, Lu Wenbin was in high spirits. He first called the coach aside and said, "He Jia's surgery went very smoothly. The next key is rehabilitation. You guys must help her build the right confidence and use the right methods …"
The coach's attitude toward the doctor was also very good. He agreed to it repeatedly.
Lu Wenbin then said in a casual manner, "You're the coach of the football team? I don't think anyone who plays football is this strong. "
"Of course. Football players can't build that many muscles." The coach purposely put his arm next to Lu Wenbin's and said, "Nowadays, football tactics require a lot of stamina …"
"Then it's not easy for you to build these muscles of yours. Did you start after you retired?" Lu Wenbin rolled up his white coat and revealed the lines of his muscles.
He secretly glanced at the coach's small belly and guessed that the coach was old. It was impossible for him to be in good condition like He Jia, who was still active.
The coach crossed his arms in front of his chest, smiled, and said, "I used to be on the bodybuilding team, but I didn't train as much after I retired."
"Huh? If you're on the bodybuilding team, how did you become the coach of the football team? "
"It's just a coincidence." The coach smiled.
"Ah, then you must be very good after training for so many years." Lu Wenbin could not help but show an envious look.
"I can't say that I'm good, but I did get the chance to be a coach after I achieved some results in bodybuilding." The coach laughed. He took advantage of the good atmosphere and said, "Just in time, I wanted to ask you something. Recently, my urine has been quite yellow, my back hurts, my shoulders hurt, and my knees are not very comfortable. Also, my cervical vertebrae and coccyx are very hard … What's the reason?"
Lu Wenbin's eyes gradually dimmed.
…..
In the operating theater.
Ling Ran gradually got used to the operating theater during the day.
Of course, from his perspective, there was actually nothing that he needed to get used to. The only thing he needed to pay attention to was that patients who had normal knee joint surgeries did not receive general anesthesia.
Because of this, during the surgery, the patients would occasionally speak and even try to chat.
Most of the time, the patients would perk up their ears to listen to the conversation between the doctors and nurses.
At times like this, many young doctors would become silent. After all, they were still inexperienced, and they could not speak in front of the patients without hesitation.
The surgery started in silence and ended in silence, but it was very in line with Ling Ran's rhythm, and it made him feel very comfortable. So much so that when the system notification popped up, Ling Ran only reacted after a while.
[Mission 1 – 2 Completed: Pursuit of Perfection]
[Mission Details: Perfect surgery is a surgeon's undying pursuit. Complete four perfect surgeries.]
[Mission Progress: (4/4)]
[Mission Reward: Intermediate Treasure Chest]
"The logo of the notification can be smaller so that it doesn't affect my vision." Ling Ran only glanced at the Intermediate Treasure Chest and first reminded the system.
The system notification was a small window that was similar to a picture-in-picture mode. It was at the edge of Ling Ran's vision, and it should not block his vision anymore.
However, the system flashed twice and adjusted the window a little smaller, and a new mission popped up.
[Mission 2: Many Little Makes a Mickle]
[Mission Details: There is a probability to obtain skills. Many Treasure Chests will make a mickle.]
[Mission Progress: (3/3) Intermediate Treasure Chest; (300/300) Basic Treasure Chest]
[Mission Reward: Intermediate Treasure Chest]
Ling Ran stopped the surgery for a while and gestured for the nurse to wipe his sweat. He thought, 'Did I get three hundred Basic Treasure Chests?'
The system flashed slightly and gave him a new mission. It was also a small window.
[Mission 1 – 3: Pursuit of Perfection]
[Mission Progress: (0/5)]
[Mission 2 – 1: Many Little Makes a Mickle]
[Mission Progress: (0/4) Intermediate Treasure Chest; (0/400) Basic Treasure Chest]
Ling Ran raised his head. If he could complete this series of missions, it would be a good way to get Intermediate Treasure Chests.
"Academician Zhu, how long did you spend to build this Day Surgery Center? How much did you spend?" Ling Ran asked casually.
Everyone looked as if they were facing a great enemy!
…..
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