The doctor who arranged the concert was young. He had never dealt with an old patient like Boss Shao, so he was immediately at a loss.
Ling Ran wiped his hands with the remaining half bottle of alcohol-based hand sanitizer. He held Boss Shao with one hand and put the other hand on his neck. He straightened him up and performed barehanded bleeding control.
Boss Shao used all his strength to take a step, and Ling Ran had no choice but to put him in front of the window.
He could see the lively crowd below, the hot dancers, and the colorful lights.
"Beautiful," Boss Shao said with trembling lips, but the bleeding on his head gradually stopped.
The young doctor who was stationed at the concert was shocked.
Although he was also sent over from a tertiary grade A hospital, the First Affiliated Hospital of Changxi Medical University, the standard of Changxi Medical Hospital was worlds apart from the standard of Yun Hua Hospital. The biggest surgery that the Emergency Department could handle was debridement of the limbs. He had never seen barehanded bleeding control before. The young resident doctor was only prepared to treat the wound, but he did not know how to save the patient. At this time, he could only quickly cooperate with Ling Ran, handed him gauze, wiped the blood, and breathed a sigh of relief.
When Boss Shao felt that his head was no longer bleeding, he also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that the concert wasn't delayed. The tickets are quite expensive."
Ling Ran looked at the decoration and area of the room and agreed.
His inexhaustible wealth would probably be used up very quickly if he were to use it to buy VIP tickets for the concert.
"The VIP ward in Yun Hua Hospital is not as expensive as this room," Boss Shao said again, and his voice was still listless.
The young doctor laughed. "People come to the concert to watch the performance. You have to include the cost of manpower."
"The doctors and nurses in the hospital's VIP ward have worked longer than the concert." Boss Shao chuckled.
The young doctor said, "Then why did you come to watch the concert?"
"It's mainly because I've been earning a lot recently." Boss Shao glanced at Ling Ran as he spoke. Ever since Ling Ran saved two people at his place, more customers came, and it even exceeded the restaurant's capacity. However, many people came to buy a few skewers of meat and took photos. The longer they queued, the more excited they became, so much so that Boss Shao's medical fund was overflowing.
Of course, this time, he would definitely lose money again.
The young doctor with a monthly salary of more than three thousand RMB and a bonus of more than three thousand RMB had nothing to say. He quietly turned his face to look at the stage. He earned a day's salary for every minute he watched.
After Yun Hua Stadium was refurbished, it looked quite modern from the outside. The facilities inside were also quite advanced, but the internal structure was still the same as the old one.
In the so-called VIP room, the view was average, but the area was larger.
Ling Ran pinched Boss Shao. Boss Shao was half-seated, and the young doctor was supporting Boss Shao. It was very easy for him to sit up.
On the stage, a group of backup dancers also jumped out, accompanied by loud cheers.
The gymnasium was already in an uproar.
Someone began to shout fiercely,
"Mengxue!"
"Brother Shanyu!"
"Mengxue!"
"Brother Shanyu!"
Boss Shao grinned and muttered Meng Xue's name, but his voice became softer.
Ling Ran was surprised by Boss Shao's unusual weakness. He observed him carefully and pressed on his stomach with his hand. He frowned and asked, "Boss Shao, I don't remember your stomach being this big."
"I've been working out recently … and I've lost weight …" Boss Shao's breathing became shorter.
"What … What does this mean?" The young doctor was extremely nervous. He could tell that something was wrong.
Ling Ran performed a physical examination on the abdomen with one hand and observed Boss Shao's expression. Then, he slowly said, "There might be internal bleeding."
"Can internal bleeding happen just from a fall?" The young doctor was in slight disbelief.
Boss Shao, however, chuckled. "If a person is unlucky, he will be hospitalized with diarrhea even after drinking cold water. Trust me, I've tried it."
"It's not something to be proud of, Boss Shao." Ling Ran did not know how to evaluate Boss Shao's optimism. If he was as optimistic, he would probably laugh out loud right now.
"You're laughing, right?" Boss Shao said forcefully and stared at the corner of Ling Ran's mouth.
"Is the first aid kit here? Cut off his clothes first, and then disinfect his abdomen, "Ling Ran ordered decisively.
"Our ambulance is ready, and the stretcher cart will be here soon." The young doctor looked at Ling Ran nervously and said, "Why don't we deal with it after we get into the ambulance?"
"Will there be any difference in the emergency treatment plan after we get into the ambulance?" Ling Ran turned around and asked him.
This was a question of medical judgment.
Naturally, the young doctor could not answer.
There was a pacemaker, an oxygen machine, and infusion supplies in the ambulance. Based on the concert's configuration, a large number of drugs were also prepared, especially anti-syncope and anti-arrhythmia drugs. The only thing they lacked was a doctor who could perform the surgery.
And if the patient had internal bleeding, only God knew if he could make it to the hospital.
On the other hand, Ling Ran was too imposing.
The operating theater was a place for conceit and inferiority complex.
In the operating theater, the chief surgeon made a judgment that affected the patient's life and death, and at the same time, carried out an operation that affected the patient's life and death.
The young doctor hid in the chief surgeon's shadow, dedicated his strength, offered his inferiority complex, and acted as a punching bag.
Ling Ran, who had performed hundreds of surgeries using the M-Tang technique, was already a qualified surgeon.
In fact, a normal attending physician in a normal hospital might not be able to keep up with Ling Ran's surgery volume even if they performed surgeries for two or three years, let alone the number of advanced surgeries.
The young doctor from the Emergency Department of Changxi Medical Hospital was only skilled in debridement, suturing, and diagnosing diarrhea and fever. How could he compete with Ling Ran?
He just subconsciously wanted to put the patient in a place with better medical conditions.
For example, the condition of the ambulance would be much better than the private room.
The environment of the private room was really not good for laparotomy.
Naturally, it was not good for it.
However, the greatest role of a doctor was to weigh the pros and cons, not to be infallible.
Infallible was a fairy tale.
Life, old age, illness, and death were reality.
Previously, Ling Ran tried his best to avoid laparotomy when he was on the same street as Boss Shao's barbecue restaurant and the night market, because he had better options.
Now, Ling Ran decided to perform laparotomy without hesitation. Because there was no better option.
"Give me the iodophor." Ling Ran waited for the young doctor to open the box and demoted him to an assistant.
The young doctor obediently handed over a bottle of iodophor.
Ling Ran skillfully splashed the yellow liquid.
At that moment, he really did not know how to evaluate Boss Shao's luck.
If it were other internal medicine symptoms, Ling Ran would really have a hard time dealing with it. However, with Perfect Level Barehanded Bleeding Control, it was not difficult to deal with internal bleeding. Boss Shao's life should not be in danger.
If another doctor or Ling Ran was not present, he would let the young doctor on the scene handle it. Regardless of whether they found internal bleeding or not, it would be very difficult for them to handle it. There was no wound on Boss Shao's stomach. A normal doctor had to perform an exploratory laparotomy to stop the bleeding. With the current environment and conditions, it was uncertain whether they dared to perform an exploratory laparotomy. In a situation where there was not enough blood, the survival rate after an exploratory laparotomy was not much higher.
However, if Boss Shao was said to be lucky, the dirty blood on the ground would definitely have an opinion.
"Ask the others to leave. It's easy for cross-infection." Ling Ran looked around and began to clear the room. At the same time, he injected local anesthetics.
The people in the private room were all chased out. Only Li Lei and the young doctor stayed. They held the extra phone in their hands and turned on the flashlight.
Ling Ran washed his hands again and asked for a scalpel. He faced Boss Shao, who was lying flat on his back, and made a cut with the knife like a bow.
"Meng Xue!!!"
"Brother Shanyu!!!" The people downstairs were quiet for more than ten seconds because of Meng Xue's appearance. In the blink of an eye, there was a huge uproar because of Meng Xue's appearance.
"Help him up. Don't move." Ling Ran focused and gave the order. Then, half of his arm went straight into the place where the wound was just now.
Blood gushed out from the wound. Boss Shao's pained voice was held down tightly by Li Lei and the young doctor.
Ling Ran only used a few seconds to confirm the location of the injury. It was the branch vein of the mesentery.
"Alright, go and take the stretcher. Prepare to send him to the hospital." Ling Ran sat down as he spoke. His gaze was on the stage outside the window. He saw the tall Meng Xue jump up from the trampoline and do splits in the air. She was so handsome that she looked like a circus master.
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