The liver had a complicated system of ducts, including the hepatic artery, portal vein, inferior vena cava, and biliary system.
Any doctor who could play around with any of these systems could basically make a name for himself in a regional hospital, and he would be able to establish his or her career.
Of course, to become a world-class or even second-class doctor, it was definitely not enough to play with one system. He had to play with one system until it was world-class, and the other systems must also be second-class. Only then could he fly around the world. Otherwise, if he went to a few hospitals and the local doctors did not treat him well, he would not be able to play with international medicine anymore.
Among them, hepatic portal vein reconstruction could be said to be the most complicated of all. Stephen and Narapat could naturally do it, but if they wanted to do it, they would definitely think about it again and again, and prepare for it again and again before they did it seriously.
A normal surgery was like an ordinary person driving a normal Wuling Hongguang on the highway. Concentration was necessary, but in terms of difficulty, it was not difficult at all. For experts, the so-called difficulty was nothing more than when they wanted to overtake or be overtaken. They just needed to be a little more vigilant, and nothing would happen.
What Ling Ran was doing now was suddenly deciding to let the Wuling Hongguang take off. For experts, this was naturally reasonable, but normally, if a Wuling Hongguang wanted to take off, he would first have to communicate with his assistant to turn on the ground air source vehicle. He would have to increase the speed of four engines, and he would have to start five engines according to the procedure. He would have to cooperate with the co-pilot to start the remaining six engines symmetrically, and he would have to fully adjust the flaps before he pushed the accelerator …
No!
None!
He just let a Wuling Hongguang take off just like that, and it was just a person.
The doctors on the scene looked at Ling Ran's ten fingers. They were like ten hands as he operated around the patient's liver for a while, and all of them were shocked.
Would you be afraid of a Wuling Hongguang that took off eight times?
"Strength, agility, speed, and touch." Stephen, the Singaporean, suddenly said something in English. He then forced a smile and said, "It's almost like playing basketball."
The Indian man looked cold and did not say anything.
"Talent is also needed. Just like basketball players, height is also a necessary factor. It's just that the talent requirement for surgeons is not so obvious." Stephen let out a long sigh and said, "This is what my teacher, Dinas, often said in the past. In his era, there were probably a lot of such expert surgeons."
The Indian finally turned his attention to Stephen and asked in surprise, "Your teacher is Dinas?"
"Yes."
"Very powerful."
"Thank you." After putting on an act, Stephen's emotions recovered a little. He smiled and said, "Professor Dinas lived in an era when open surgeries were the most popular, and it was also the most prosperous era. From the looks of it, Doctor Ling's talent is really untimely. What do you think?"
Narapat looked deeply at Stephen until he saw his expression change slightly. He then said, "Although we Indians are good at bragging, when it comes to arrogance and conceit, you Caucasians are still better."
Stephen's breathing did not slow down. He could not help but say, "My basketball skills are also very good."
The Indian man smiled. "Let's play cricket together another day."
Inside the room, the atmosphere was slightly tense, and it finally became quiet.
As the patient's family, the European woman also breathed a sigh of relief.
She had seen the resumes of the three surgeons, and she believed that all three of them were excellent surgeons. However, the patient's family always hoped that the one who performed the surgery on their family member was the best. The richer the person was, the more they had such a need.
In such an urgent moment, she needed to prove that she was right.
This made her feel a little more relaxed.
"Will the surgery last for a long time?" At this time, she began to think about the length of the surgery. It was also time to think about the length of the surgery.
Narapat and Stephen looked at each other, and the former said, "It should be completed soon. But it will take a long time for the patient to wake up. "
"How long?"
"That depends on the patient's condition and the anesthetist's skills." Narapat finally did not make the anesthetist a scapegoat, and he said something fair.
"What should I do now?" The patient's family looked at the medical agent he was familiar with again. He was an old Caucasian man who did not look too eye-catching.
"Bangkok Hospital is experienced in postoperative management. Next, you can think about how to inform your family." The old Caucasian man paused for a moment and said, "I suggest that you wait for another one or two hours. When the surgery is completed and you know the final result, then you can inform your family."
"We're not out of danger yet, right?"
"Surgeries always have risks." The old Caucasian man's lips moved, and he looked very serious.
The patient's family's attention was immediately diverted again. Regardless of whether they understood it or not, they continued to pay attention to the contents of the surgery.
On the screen, all the indications of the surgery remained stable.
Turning an extremely risky surgery into ordinary repetitive labor was the goal that surgeons pursued tirelessly, and it was also the complete opposite of clinical medicine from other professions.
In fields other than medicine, although practitioners pursued to set the threshold, technological progress itself always lowered the threshold, turning more technical work into repetitive manual labor.
Only in the field of medicine, ordinary practitioners always rejoiced for every repetitive manual labor.
A young doctor like Lu Wenbin could not help but smile as he performed the surgery. "Today's credit is secured. Sigh, I really want to video call Doctor Zhang."
"If you want to call, just do it." Zuo Cidian was also a little excited, and he looked like he was quite willing to watch the show.
Lu Wenbin chuckled and said, "At this time, he's probably busy with the surgery. Let's not disturb each other."
"You're right." Zuo Cidian smiled and said, "When we go back, find a time to put on your watches and ask Doctor Zhang to have a meal together. By the way, should we buy some Thai specialties to bring back? "
"Isn't Bangkok Hospital one of the top hospitals in international tourist destinations? Why don't you learn some skills? "Yu Yuan's words came out of the blue.
"Thai techniques?" Zuo Cidian's expression changed slightly.
"It's not for you. What are you afraid of?" Yu Yuan pursed her lips. "Besides, you're so old. No matter what techniques you use, you won't find a partner."
Lu Wenbin smiled maliciously. "If I use it on Ma Yanlin …"
"It would be a waste for Ma Yanlin." As Yu Yuan spoke, she chuckled at Lu Wenbin. "I didn't expect a burly man like you to be a jealous person …"
"I didn't, you're spouting nonsense!" Lu Wenbin immediately denied it.
There was chaos in the operating theater, but the progress of the surgery was not messed up at all.
For the assistants, repetitive manual labor naturally became easier.
Ling Ran waited until the blood supply was restored, and the completion rate of the missions from 1 to 3 jumped to 4/5. He then raised his head and said to Zuo Cidian, "Tian Qi seems to be on a business trip in Southeast Asia. Ask her where she is."
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