Kong Wenshan walked in a hurry, but he was still quite confident.
He had always been a jack of all trades in the team, and his role was similar to that of an office director cum union president without any authority. His daily tasks included meeting media reporters and seeing them off. Before he arrived at the operating theater of the Department of Cardiovascular Surgery, he already had a few plans in mind.
"Wait, you're not a doctor from this hospital, right? Are you here to watch the surgery?" Kong Wenshan was stopped by a nurse at the corner of the small corridor.
An old nurse in her forties looked difficult to deal with. Kong Wenshan frowned slightly and answered as usual, "Yes, I'm from Beijing …"
"Do you have an appointment?" the old nurse asked.
Kong Wenshan hesitated for a moment. "I contacted a doctor from your hospital, but I don't know if he has an appointment for me."
"Then please ask him. The number of people in the operating theater has reached the limit. Unless the people inside come out, only those who have an appointment can go in." The old nurse was polite, but she did not intend to make an exception.
Kong Wenshan hesitated for a moment and wisely chose to call the contact person from the General Surgery Department. He had been in the Department of Cardiovascular Surgery for many years, and he knew how strict the requirements of the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department were. Visiting was one thing, but the number of people was definitely one of the red lines. Without special circumstances, no one could cross over.
Kong Wenshan took out his phone and looked forward. He saw a few familiar faces standing in front of him, but he could not find them no matter how hard he tried.
"We came here together. Have they already gone in?" Kong Wenshan directly asked the nurse in front of him.
"Yes, a few doctors and reporters came out in front of us, so a few of them went in." After the nurse finished speaking, she explained, "Some of the nurses discussed among themselves, and some came out for interviews. Some of the doctors went back to watch the livestream when it was time for the surgery. You can actually watch the livestream too. It's available on both Yunli Medical Company and Hyacinth's platforms. "
"I see. Let me ask …" Kong Wenshan dialed the number and quickly explained the situation to the contact person from the General Surgery Department of Yun Hua Hospital whom he just met.
The doctor from the General Surgery Department on the other end of the phone also scratched his head. Fortunately, it was just a surgery, and it was not a big deal. The other party only delayed for a while, and the appointment was settled.
Kong Wenshan waited at the door for a while, and he was almost impatient. Then, a reluctant doctor came out and replaced him.
At this moment, Ling Ran's surgery had reached the final stage.
Ling Ran isolated an area on the inner surface of the aorta, and he was performing proximal vascular anastomosis in a relaxed and smooth manner.
Those who did not know what was going on would think that Ling Ran was suturing arms and hands in the Emergency Department just by looking at his expression and technique.
In fact, those who knew better would think that he was suturing an arm and a hand based on Ling Ran's expression and technique.
A few reporters and doctors nearby also laughed and chatted with relaxed expressions. It was as if they were waiting for the surgery to be completed successfully so that they could take photos for interviews.
Kong Wenshan, on the other hand, looked at the surgery scene, and half of his body was stiff.
On Ling Ran's operating table, there was no blood in the surgical field, and the surface of the heart was almost motionless. This was what Kong Wenshan knew about top-notch surgeries ever since he became a doctor.
The so-called top-notch surgical state was a state where even if you gave up on surgery and purely imitated and pursued it, you would not be able to achieve it.
The absence of blood in the surgical field meant that doctors could directly observe the surgical area to the greatest extent possible. Even the slightest bit of bleeding and lesions could be easily discovered.
Making the surface of the heart almost motionless was the most top-notch condition in cardiac surgery, which involved non-stop beating.
Using a simple example to illustrate the difficulty of it was easy to understand. The biggest reason for the purpose of extracorporeal circulation was to make the heart almost motionless. The side effects and cost of extracorporeal circulation were to eliminate the difficulty of cardiac surgery.
If a cardiac surgery that involved non-stop beating could easily make the surface of the heart almost motionless, then the existence of extracorporeal circulation would be meaningless.
In other words, Ling Ran's non-stop heart surgery could at least bring the patient benefits equivalent to that of extracorporeal circulation!
What kind of concept was this? After rounding it up, it was equivalent to giving away another life!
Buy one, get one free in Yun Hua Hospital!
Who could bear this?
Kong Wenshan touched his chest as he thought about it. He wanted to pounce on Ling Ran so that Ling Ran would cut him.
He touched his chest as he watched the surgery. It seemed a little strange, but if one looked at the surrounding environment, one would find that Kong Wenshan did not stand out at that moment. There were a few people like him who watched the surgery in a strange manner.
Kong Wenshan also noticed it, but he did not think much of it. He only focused on Ling Ran's surgery.
He was also a member of the academician's team. Although his qualifications were much worse than Wei Jiayou and the others, and his skill development was slower, if he looked at the entire field, he was still at the top of the pyramid when it came to cardiac surgery.
He was busy helping his senior and junior brothers because he hoped that one day, his senior and junior brothers would help him when he encountered a situation.
However, if his skills could improve to the level of Ling Ran, no, eighty percent of Ling Ran's level, he would not need the help of his senior and junior brothers.
Kong Wenshan could not help but look up at Ling Ran before he quickly lowered his head to look at the surgery.
It was very difficult to learn the essence of clinical skills if there was no one to teach them. It was just like the skills of ancient times. The master would always hide a move or half a move. Perhaps it was just a sentence, but if one could not understand it, one could not understand it.
Kong Wenshan knew that it was impossible to learn to a high level by secretly, but what he saw in front of him made him unable to care about his junior brother anymore.
Wei Jiayou was fighting for his pride, and Kong Wenshan knew it very well, but he did not care about it.
If it were any other time, Kong Wenshan would be happy to play with his junior brother. However, when he saw Ling Ran's surgery and how he openly revealed his skills to everyone, Kong Wenshan felt that it was meaningless to play with a child.
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Stitch. "Ling Ran asked for a traction thread to better expose the target blood vessels.
Kong Wenshan was tempted to watch, and he could not help but think about the next steps in his mind.
"Doctor Kong, tell us about it." A reporter came to Kong Wenshan.
Kong Wenshan looked and saw that it was the reporter who came from the operating theater of the liver transplant just now. He could not help but tremble in anger. 'This reporter is really thick-skinned than us doctors.'
"Doctor Kong, just tell us." The reporter did not know many people in the scene, so he simply looked for Kong Wenshan.
"What's there to say? It's just a heart bypass that keeps beating." Kong Wenshan shook his head.
"How would you like to evaluate it?" The reporter's voice was not soft, and his words immediately attracted a lot of attention.
No one would stare at Kong Wenshan, but the eyes that kept sweeping over him still made Kong Wenshan feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.
"I don't accept interviews." Kong Wenshan's face was tense, and he tried not to reveal more of his thoughts.
"Just tell us. Um … which doctor would like to tell us?" The reporter took the opportunity to ask. He wanted to create news, not just watch.
The doctors in the scene looked at each other, and they suddenly shrank their necks a little. If they thought about this question carefully, it would be very difficult.
"Someone, go and call Doctor Yu Yuan," Ma Yanlin said. Compared to the doctors who were watching, he might not know the state and difficulty of this surgery.
"I'll call Doctor Yu." The circulating nurse took out her phone.
"There's no need, I'm here." Yu Yuan sighed faintly and jumped in the middle of the operating theater. She might have tiptoed, but no one saw it clearly.
The reporter even craned his neck to take a look before wiping his forehead and muttering regretfully, "I thought it was an AI."
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