* Shick. *
When Ling Ran brought his team into the operating theater, the atmosphere in the operating theater suddenly became serious.
Zuo Cidian adjusted his expression and prepared to continue serving Ling Ran.
At this moment, Su Jiafu, the anesthetist who had just watched a performance, could not help but chuckle. "Doctor Zuo, your spring has arrived."
"Why?" Nurse Wang Jia immediately looked at Old Zuo curiously.
Su Jiafu started the conversation. He sat on the round stool without any psychological burden and looked at Zuo Cidian with a smile.
The days in the operating theater were dull and boring, especially for the doctors and nurses who often cooperated with each other in surgeries. Many of them had finished talking about the things that happened between their relatives and friends. It was rare for them to have something new to talk about, and all of them were excited.
Zuo Cidian said weakly, "Young Su, you're just making things up."
"Doctor Zuo is good at work, so you're definitely good at living. You can solve your personal problems by yourself, unlike us, who have to find someone to go on blind dates with …" Ma Yanlin did not dare to tease Zuo Cidian directly, so he used a few positive words to attack him.
Even Old Zuo could only smile in embarrassment when he was teased by the crowd.
However, it was also necessary for low-level cadres like Old Zuo to let the crowd vent their anger.
It was impossible not to offend people when doing things. In the same unit, low-level cadres who had accumulated their anger for too long without a channel to vent might end up being condemned by the public one day. For example, when they were about to be promoted, or when they were about to be assigned a house …
A low-level doctor like Ma Yanlin was not very mature, but when he performed surgeries with Ling Ran, he was like half an apprentice to Ling Ran. Not only would Zuo Cidian not oppress him, he would also give him a channel to vent his occasional dissatisfaction.
At most, Zuo Cidian would arrange a few more long night shifts for him next time, or arrange a few troublesome patients for him, or help him deal with doctor-patient disputes later, or find a faraway and tiring place in the countryside for the next meeting …
Ma Yanlin was very happy with the submissive Old Zuo. When he used the chest opener, he looked full of strength, and the sound of it cracking could be heard.
Moreover, once he was done, Ma Yanlin immediately asked happily, "Doctor Su, what did you see just now? Can you just repeat it to us?"
"How can we see through Old Zuo's tricks?" After all, Su Jiafu was still young. He had a reckless smile on his face and said, "In short, Doctor Zuo still showed us a side that we usually don't see. Now, we know that whether a person is a playboy or not has nothing to do with his appearance or his wrinkles. It's something that's in his bones."
"Doctor Zuo, what do you think?" Ma Yanlin happily followed up on the topic.
"Youngsters nowadays are amazing." Zuo Cidian let go of his worries. If he wanted to say something, he could say it. It was not like he would lose anything anyway.
Old Zuo looked like he was at the mercy of others, but Wu Lei, the young nurse beside him, was unhappy.
Wu Lei looked down at her toes and thought, 'Old Zuo, you're already bald, but I'm still giving you a chance. Don't you have any sense of responsibility as a man?' If I don't take the initiative to stand up at this time and stop this topic, how am I going to get a boyfriend in the future if people really put me and you together? He was too heartless.
When she thought of this, Wu Lei could not help but nudge Zuo Cidian with the tip of her foot.
Zuo Ci could not be bothered with her.
It would be fine if he really wanted to get a girlfriend, but the person in front of him was at most a colleague. It would be ridiculous for him to listen to her.
Usually, if he gave her a stern look, the other party would probably stop talking.
However, there were so many people in the operating theater today, and Yunli Medical Company's livestream was on. Zuo Cidian did not want to show anything.
The young nurse Wu Lei gradually became angry. 'This old man is trying to use this trick to chase away the men around me so that he can monopolize me, right? This trick is too vicious! '
* Shick. *
The operating theater door opened again, and Huo Congjun walked in.
"Did the surgery go smoothly?" Huo Congjun nodded after he entered and asked.
"It went smoothly," Ling Ran answered when he heard Department Director Huo's voice.
"It's okay. I'll just stand and watch. You can continue with your work." Huo Congjun stood in the corner in satisfaction.
He had never seen Ling Ran perform valve surgery, so he was a little worried.
However, this was not the first time this happened. Ling Ran's rigor was enough to prove it after a few years. Huo Congjun was more concerned about Ling Ran.
It was the same project, but whether the leader cared or not would make a big difference.
Wu Lei, who stood behind Zuo Cidian, had already calmed down because of her anger. She looked calm on the surface, but a storm was brewing in her heart. 'If you continue to do this, I'd rather fight to the death and expose your secrets in front of Department Director Huo …'
Wu Lei thought about it again and fell into deep thought. 'What secrets can I expose? This scumbag hides his secrets too well … It's also because I'm too kind. I can't bear to ruin his career in front of the leader … '
"Retractor."
Ling Ran gave an order. The discussions around him also died down.
He wanted a Cosgrove retractor. It had a special function, and even the nurses and assistants on the operating table were not familiar with it. A few people took the retractor a little slowly, and the process was a little awkward.
The smooth surgery was interrupted, and everyone, including Huo Congjun, immediately became alert. Chatting naturally stopped as well.
Ling Ran adjusted the position of the retractor without saying a word. Then, he pulled up the left atrium sufficiently so that he could explore the mitral valve.
Ma Yanlin helped to pull the retractor, and the breathing sound behind the mask became inexplicably louder.
He was nervous.
In fact, the doctors and nurses in the operating theater also became a little nervous. The pressure of cardiovascular surgeries had always been great. If they had to say it, the pressure of cardiac bypass surgery was still within the range of everyone's abilities. This was especially so after they had performed surgeries for a period of time. Even if the assistants said that they were familiar with it, they could still handle it with some ease.
However, after the valve surgery was added, the assistant doctors and nurses really had a hard time.
In the beginning, it could be said that they were still familiar with the part, but after they passed this part, everyone became nervous.
Fortunately, Ling Ran's movements were still accurate, and his orders were still direct.
Sometimes, it was enough to have a person who understood the situation at the operating table.
Even in the Cleveland Clinic, many surgeries were performed by an attending physician and a resident doctor or an intern.
Ling Ran raised his head and glanced at the crowd. He did not say much and continued to perform the surgery.
Performing surgery was actually very similar to doing homework. It was not something that could be done just by shouting "be more serious". Of course, the same logic usually applied to the work of parents, although most parents' work was far less technical.
Ling Ran usually led the team by example. On one hand, he was too lazy to say anything, and on the other hand, it was very effective this way.
When it came to cardiovascular surgeries, one surgery was better than many times of practice. From another perspective, many times of practice could not replace one surgery.
"Prepare the ultrasound." Ling Ran's surgery progress was very fast.
The ultrasound evaluation was the key to deciding whether to perform valvuloplasty or valve replacement. Usually, if the valve ring dilated and caused regurgitation, valvuloplasty could be performed. However, if the valve had been pulled to an eccentric position, valve replacement could only be used.
Zuo Cidian, who was beside him, also began to become nervous. Although valvuloplasty was not cheap, it was, after all, cheaper than valve replacement, and the subsequent treatment could also be saved a little. For Old Driver's family, if valve replacement was performed, the financial pressure would be even greater.
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