"Beautifully done." Department Director Liang Xue was not happy himself, but he still looked at the screen and said things that made Ling Ran and the others happy.
It couldn't be helped. Since he was asking for help, he naturally had to act fast. Venting his emotions was not that important in the face of the "expert consensus" on the page.
Zuo Cidian smiled and played along with Ling Ran. He said, "Doctor Ling's surgeries are pleasing to the eye."
"Yes … You're handsome, and your surgery was also handsome," Liang Xue praised without hesitation. All these years, what had he not said that went against his conscience? Back then, the King of Yue, Gou Jian, had suffered hardships and even tasted the feces of the King of Wu, Fucha. However, what was this kind of thing to the director of the General Surgery Department? Was it because he had never slept on a bed made of chairs during the night shift, or was it because he had never removed the gallbladder of a patient with gallstones? As for tasting feces, the contents of the ruptured intestines in the operating theater could go wherever they wanted.
Liang Xue, the director of the General Surgery Department, was very at ease when he performed the surgery with a layer of glass between them.
"It's mainly because the surgery was done in a handsome manner." A female doctor from the Medical Imaging Department stood beside him. When she spoke, her mouth seemed to be filled with saliva.
Liang Xue was not so polite to the doctors in his hospital. He chuckled. "Isn't the Medical Imaging Department busy?"
"I'm busy. I won't delay you." The female doctor pretended not to see it. She looked at Ling Ran's back greedily and even raised her phone to take pictures.
Liang Xue suddenly felt a little stuffy. He said, "Your Director Wang is too easy to talk to."
"Chief Wang is probably reading Doctor Ling's research paper right now." The female doctor said in a very natural manner, "Almost every time we organize an MRI scan, someone mentions Yun Hua and Doctor Ling."
Liang Xue's sensitive emotions suddenly disappeared like a small wave, and he returned to the path of flattering others. He said, "I've also heard that Doctor Ling is also a master in medical imaging."
"Super, the kind that you can just casually publish." The female doctor swallowed her saliva in envy and said, "At its peak, I remember there were ten SCI papers a month."
"Twenty-two chapters in two months." Yu Yuan raised her head proudly below them.
She had never won a competition of height, and she had never lost a competition of theses.
"You are …" The female doctor lowered her head, her motherly love overflowing.
"Yu Yuan. He's from Yun Hua Hospital, "Yu Yuan said generously.
"Oh … Huh … Oh …" The female doctor's tone reminded her of the first and second authors who often appeared in Ling Ran's articles.
"Doctor Yu, do you study imaging?" The female doctor was a little curious.
Yu Yuan shook her head. "No."
"No? Then … "
"I'm not from the General Surgery Department, but I've written a lot of articles about the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery." Yu Yuan took the initiative to reveal her background. Even in today's event, she did not dare to take credit for it.
"I say …" The female doctor instantly understood. She then covered her mouth and smiled. "Our department director said that doctors like Doctor Ling are one in a million. He not only knows about imaging, but he also knows about surgery. The rarest thing about him is that he can perform surgeries very well, and he can see images very accurately. They complement each other, and he's one of a kind in the industry."
Liang Xue listened by the side. The first thing he felt was that this woman from the Medical Imaging Department was really a flatterer. The second thing he felt was that he was right.
The female doctor continued, "Nowadays, there are a lot of clinicians who know about imaging. But first, it's impossible for all of them to be proficient in it to the level of a master. Second, when clinicians look at imaging, they mainly look at their own department, and they're more confident. It's not necessarily the case when they look at things from other departments. Doctor Ling is different. He's proficient in a lot of things … "
Liang Xue nodded subconsciously as he listened. He felt that he was about to be brainwashed.
"Turn around a little," Ling Ran said, and the buzzing sound in the room immediately disappeared.
Everyone turned their heads or looked at the screen or Ling Ran.
The middle-aged doctor nervously turned the mechanical arm. Then, he said in surprise, "There's actually a bleeding point?"
Ling Ran hummed in acknowledgment. He pulled up the two mechanical arms and skillfully sutured it.
"How did you find out?" The middle-aged doctor humbly asked for advice. The most important thing to pay attention to in a splenectomy was the problem of bleeding. He often performed splenectomies with the da Vinci robot, so he should be very sensitive to bleeding. But no matter how sensitive he was, it should be difficult for him to find bleeding points outside his field of vision, especially when he was able to determine the location of the bleeding point in one go.
Ling Ran was not bothered by it. He said while he operated, "I saw a litter of about five milliliters of blood just now. There's no damage in the surgical field, so there's a high chance that it's at the back …"
He made it sound so simple that the middle-aged doctor was dumbfounded. "Five milliliters?"
"Yes, there shouldn't be blood at this location at this time."
"Shouldn't there be?" The middle-aged doctor was dumbfounded.
Ling Ran still nodded. One of the advantages of the da Vinci Surgical Robot was that it could perform surgeries very meticulously. In fact, it could perform surgeries very meticulously. When it came to situations where it was necessary to cut or make an incision, it could easily pretreat it and seal the blood vessels at the position in advance. If there were no accidents, the bleeding could be controlled at ten to twenty milliliters, or even twenty to thirty milliliters.
This was also what made the da Vinci robot particularly amazing. Its mechanical arms were relatively small, and it was convenient to change instruments. It also had a lot of freedom. During the process of the surgery, it could clamp, electrocute, and suture at will during the process of the surgery. It did not take much time to do a few more steps.
Open surgeries and even laparoscopic surgeries could not be considered in such detail. During the process of the surgery, even if there were some places that needed pretreatment, if the position was narrow or the direction was very strange, the surgeon would consider making a direct cut instead of creating more complications. Because the bleeding was not worth mentioning compared to the damage that might be caused. Since there would be no benefit, there was no need to invest in it.
This was like maintaining a car. If it was easy to get used to it, it could be done in any way. However, if it was for a more comprehensive maintenance, it was unnecessary to remove the engine right after the start. It might even be harmful.
For Ling Ran, when he performed open surgeries or laparoscopic surgeries, he could occasionally handle it a little crudely. It was enough to achieve his goal. But with the help of the da Vinci robot, at least when it came to bleeding, he could suppress the amount of bleeding to an extremely low level.
In a state where there was almost no blood in the surgical field, it was naturally easy to determine the source of the sudden appearance of a nest of blood. Of course, the nature here was Ling Ran's nature.
For the middle-aged doctor beside him, the series of precursors before the final result was too much, and the requirements were too high. Even if Ling Ran told him about it, it would be difficult for him to understand or do most of it.
In reality, Ling Ran did not even bother to explain it.
In contrast, the department director of the General Surgery Department, Liang Xue, was the most understanding person in the room. But this understanding only made him more confused.
Yu Yuan looked at the doctors in the room. They raised their heads like they usually did, and they even opened their mouths in a silly manner. She could not help but think, 'These guys rarely raise their heads. If a flock of birds suddenly flew in the sky … or a fire sprinkler suddenly spat water, that would be interesting.'
(End of this chapter)
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