"His knee is very worn out." Ling Ran took the MRI scan and read it himself.
Dean Wu could not accept it for a while. He laughed in self-mockery and said, "In the past, we always had to wait for half an hour for an MRI scan. You're fast."
"Without the Medical Imaging Department to interfere, of course I'm fast," Zuo Cidian answered first to prevent Ling Ran from unconsciously mocking him.
Dean Wu glanced at Zuo Cidian and said, "You can't get along with the Medical Imaging Department?"
"MRI scans are still quite profitable." Zuo Cidian chuckled. The Emergency Medical Center now had its own MRI machine, mobile CT machine, and bedside X-ray machine. In fact, it had already covered the Medical Imaging Department's business. It was just that not many people used it, and the overall demand for MRI scans in Yun Hua Hospital was extremely high, so there was no real conflict. However, if they only looked at the parts that were robbed, they had already robbed enough.
Dean Wu knew the situation in the hospital very well. He smiled and said, "Fortunately, Ling Ran can read MRI scans."
"Moreover, Doctor Ling's ability to read MRI scans is one of the best in Changxi Province." Zuo Cidian always spared no effort in helping to brag. He said, "Nowadays, if they don't read MRI scans well, they will be scolded by Doctor Ling. So, even if they're unhappy, they have to hold it in."
Dean Wu was stunned for a moment. When he thought about that scene, he actually laughed.
Doctors from the Emergency Department would catch doctors from the Medical Imaging Department and scold them for not reading MRI scans well. This was probably a dream of many doctors.
"Think about it carefully, I feel sorry for your Medical Imaging Department." Dean Wu changed his perspective and made everyone laugh.
The higher the level of a hospital, the more powerful the skills they had.
In many low-end hospitals, the conditions or treatment plans were unclear. There were too many gray areas, so the doctors would not make a mistake no matter what they did.
However, in tertiary Grade A hospitals, especially in high-grade tertiary Grade A hospitals like Yun Hua Hospital, once a clear treatment plan or judgment standard was established, it would be very difficult for the doctors who wanted to avoid problems with words.
In a low-end hospital, regardless of whether the doctors from the business department could understand the MRI scans, they would not dare to go against the doctors from the Medical Imaging Department, because there would definitely be a lot of things they did not understand.
However, in a hospital like Yun Hua Hospital, when Ling Ran's MRI scans were at his level, he could see the problems and give the doctors from the Medical Imaging Department a new lesson at any time. If he chose a public place and time, he could easily make ordinary doctors doubt their lives.
Unfortunately, Ling Ran did not enjoy it. He shook the MRI scans in his hand and asked, "Surgery?"
Dean Wu hummed and hesitated. "Hmm," he said. He was a little bit.
"It's impossible to recover with surgery or conservative treatment," Wang Yao said. Ling Ran put on a contemplative expression and said, "Surgery can solve some of the problems at hand, such as the problem of hydrops and pain in the knee, but there are also risks …"
"Doctor Ling, do you have time to perform the surgery?" Zuo Cidian found a chance to interrupt.
Since Dean Wu had come over, he was basically prepared to perform surgery. Of course, the most important thing was whether Ling Ran had the time and energy to perform the surgery.
Ling Ran looked at Zuo Cidian. "Do I have time?"
"Your next surgery is scheduled for an hour later." Naturally, Zuo Cidian had already arranged it for him.
Ling Ran nodded. He looked at Dean Wu and said, "Why don't we do it now?"
"Um … It's a little sudden … Okay." Dean Wu thought for three seconds and made a decision.
His knee had been hurting for a while, and he had been hesitating on how to deal with it.
Doctors might have the corresponding professional skills, but when they or their family members were sick, many of the hesitations doctors would have were the same as ordinary people.
Similarly, a super professional doctor like Ling Ran could bring a lot of confidence to doctors who were sick.
Ling Ran often performed knee surgeries, and compared to Dean Wu's symptoms, the knee surgeries were usually more serious. This was especially true when he performed surgeries on all kinds of athletes. When Dean Wu thought of this, he was basically relieved.
"Your family will be here soon. Let's do some preoperative preparations first." Zuo Cidian took Dean Wu's hand to wash up.
Dean Wu was tense. He frowned and said, "Don't call them. It's the same to inform them after the surgery is over. Everyone has their own things to deal with now … "
"They're already here." Zuo Cidian smiled. He did not take Dean Wu's excuse seriously. There were many patients like this in the VIP patient building. Usually, the more considerate a person was, the more he did not let his family, friends, students, or former officials visit him, the more guests he would have.
Zuo Cidian accompanied Dean Wu all the way. Soon, he brought him to Ling Ran's operating table.
Ling Ran, who had performed heart and liver surgeries for a day, liked the interlude in the operating theater.
If surgeries for the heart or liver were seen as a delicately prepared feast, they would be able to perform one or even two surgeries in half an hour, and they would be like snacks to those surgeries during the day.
A feast was wonderful, but the preparation in advance and the complicated process were both enjoyable and trivial. Besides, a feast was more anticipated than a surprise.
Day surgeries were different. When a surgeon entered the operating theater with a sharp instrument in his hand, he might just take a look at the name of the surgery. Everything else was like the snacks on the street, and there were endless possibilities. In the same knee arthroscopy, the meniscus might be rotten like a rag, or the bone might be ground like a washboard. Just like stinky tofu, some were smelly and delicious, some were tasty and slightly smelly, and some were disgusting and smelly …
"Anesthetize it." Ling Ran raised his hand and narrowed his eyes. He looked at Dean Wu's knee in a relaxed and expectant manner.
Su Jiafu, who rushed over, squeezed the tube and complained in a low voice, "Doctor Ling seems to be opening a blind box."
"What are you busy with?" Dean Wu looked over curiously.
Su Jiafu quickly explained, "A blind box. It's a relatively new sales model … "
"A box that will make you very busy after you buy it." Zuo Cidian interrupted Su Jiafu's narration, smiled at Dean Wu, and said, "What young people do nowadays has nothing to do with surgery."
"Hmm, what do you think?" Dean Wu's knee had just been pierced by the tube, and he could only care about his own body at that moment.
"Turn the screen a little to let Dean Wu see." Ling Ran made some space for Dean Wu and continued to raise his head to perform the surgery.
Dean Wu also raised his head to watch the surgery.
He had watched a lot of surgery videos, but when he watched his own surgery live, he suddenly had a special feeling. It was as if he was massaging himself with his left hand … His psoas was a little sore, but he felt that he did not use enough strength.
The young doctors who were scattered in every corner of the operating theater all gathered around and stared at the screen.
"Children nowadays are so lucky." Dean Wu sighed. "Back then, it took us three to four years to operate the retractor. We never had the chance to see the operation of experts on TV."
During laparotomy, the surgeon who operated the retractor basically could not see the situation in the abdominal cavity or the uterus. It could be said that many young doctors only operated the retractor for one or two years, and they could only operate the retractor to feel the atmosphere in the operating theater.
The only person who could completely see the flow of the surgery was usually the first assistant. In some surgeries, the first assistant could not even see the chief surgeon's operation clearly.
But in the era of laparoscopy, it became easier to train doctors. It could even be said that laparoscopy did not just change the surgery itself, it also changed the way surgeons were trained.
Now, even those who did not participate in the surgery could see the chief surgeon's operation under the laparoscope. They could see the chief surgeon's treatment of the diseased tissue, his understanding of the anatomical structure, and his handling of unexpected situations. Such experience was more than a hundred million times more convenient for surgeons to inherit their skills.
Dean Wu also watched the tissues of his knee joint become neat from a messy state.
"In my opinion, in the future, we should let each student donate a disease and let the teacher treat it on the spot. After a few years, the students won't have to worry about their practical problems anymore." Dean Wu sighed in a half-joking manner.
Ling Ran's eyes lit up when he heard that. "Can we do that?"
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