Liang Xue was old, and just watching surgeries made his back ache. After Ling Ran entered the complicated stage of removing the tumor thrombus, he watched for a while, and finally could not help but go out of the operating theater for a breath of fresh air.
There were people coming and going in the operating theater corridor. Most of them were nurses who were in a hurry. They had to continuously take medicine, blood, instruments, and so on. Some of them even made four or five trips to perform a surgery.
When the doctors passed by, they also seemed to be in a hurry.
Doctors on operating days never knew when they could get off work until the last surgery was completed. If there were surgeries that had to be rushed, they would have to stay up until very late.
Liang Xue looked at the familiar operating theater corridor, and for a moment, he felt a little detached.
"Tired?" Department Director Hou Fu also walked out.
Liang Xue hummed in acknowledgment, rubbed his waist, and said with a bitter smile, "I've done too many surgeries these days."
He had already rested for a round, but the surgery still made him feel like he was injured.
Speaking of which, Liang Xue used to be a surgery fanatic, and he was proud of himself for still performing the same number of surgeries as young people after he was fifty years old. However, the feeling of performing surgeries with Ling Ran was obviously different.
"Young people nowadays are amazing." Department Director Hou Fu also sighed. The first thing he thought of was the group of young nurses protecting Ling Ran, and he said, "Don't be jealous."
"We're already at this age, what's there to be jealous of?" Liang Xue snorted and said casually, "I even met Old Zhu from the anesthesiology department today. He told me to try this surgery again in the future. The Department of Anesthesiology is preparing to write a research paper on long duration anesthesia … "
"Old Zhu …" Department Director Hou Fu pouted. The anesthesiology department was a local resident of the Operating Area. They had their own lounge and office, and they were so busy all year round that they settled down on the surgical floor. For a big department like the General Surgery Department, they usually did not pay much attention to them, but they would not offend them. Everyone had to cooperate with their work.
And when it came to writing an article, they would usually give it to them whenever possible.
"Sooner or later, my waist will be broken." Liang Xue complained, moved his waist, and said, "I'll go to the ward to take a look, what about you?"
"I'll follow you." Hou Fu was half a step behind as he followed Liang Xue out of the Operating Area.
The two of them exited from the fire escape on the side. When they opened the door, they were greeted by a loud buzzing noise.
The Operating Area of Taiwu Central Hospital was very large, and the waiting area was also divided into several sections. There were also many exits that were connected to each other.
The person standing there could be said to be the most emotional family member of the patient in the hospital. Fear towards the surgery, hope for the success of the surgery, and confusion towards the future were all gathered in a few halls. The atmosphere was suffocating.
Although Director Liang and Director Zhu didn't have to face the gaze of their family members, they still couldn't stand it. However, the face of the patient who was being operated on by Ling Ran appeared in Department Director Liang's mind.
"I'll take a look here. I'll go to the ward later," Chief Liang said to Chief Zhu and turned around to search.
It did not take long for Chief Liang to see the family members of those patients.
A man, a woman, an old man, and a child in a school uniform.
Director Liang stood behind the glass window and did not move forward.
He was a little familiar with the patient and his family members, but also a little unfamiliar at the same time.
To be honest, he could barely think of a few words to describe the facial features of the patients, even if he had just met them. The characteristics of the disease were clearer, but there were still a lot of things that could not be identified.
"Chief Liang?" Nurse Wang Jia came over from behind. When she saw Liang Xue, she was a little surprised and greeted him in a natural manner.
"Oh, you are … Are you from Ling Ran's group?" Liang Xue obviously did not remember the name of a young nurse. When he saw Wang Jia, he was just a little surprised.
"Yes, I'm here to send some food to the patient's family. The surgery will take a long time, and I happen to have nothing to do, "Wang Jia deliberately explained to prevent Chief Liang from misunderstanding. After all, this was the territory of Taiwu Central Hospital.
Liang Xue tilted his head and saw that Wang Jia was holding a very beautiful lunch box in her hand. It looked a little familiar. It was the meal that Ling Ran shared with everyone this morning.
Liang Xue could not help but smile. "You guys are now providing meals for the patient's family members?"
"There were leftovers, so I took the untouched ones and put them in a box." Wang Jia was not afraid because of the other party's age or identity. She had seen many doctors of similar status. She just said whatever was on her mind, "Doctor Ling and so many people are busy because of this patient. I don't have anything to do … I just think that it's not easy for an only child family."
Liang Xue hummed in acknowledgment and asked, "Are you also an only child?"
This was the first time he saw a nurse who sent food to a patient.
Wang Jia nodded and smiled. "It's especially obvious when you're on a business trip. You can't take care of your family. When someone is seriously ill, you'll be even busier. "
"Yes. There's nothing good about being sick. "Liang Xue sighed, but it was mostly because of the hepatobiliary tumor thrombus.
Even among cancers, hepatobiliary tumor thrombus was a complicated and annoying type. It cost a lot of money, and the prognosis was bad. It could be said that it was sad and painful to live in a poor family.
Most of the time, when Chief Liang saw the expectant eyes of the family members, he would persuade them to lower their expectations.
"Today's surgery is good for the patient's family." Wang Jia had been through a lot with Ling Ran. She was not confused and uncertain like Chief Liang. She said very confidently, "I believe that Doctor Ling's surgery will be very successful."
Chief Liang could not help but laugh. "You young people …"
"I'll send food to them first. It'll get cold." Wang Jia did not argue with the old Chief Liang. She only said, "When the patient is out of the operating theater, they'll probably be even busier and won't be able to eat."
"Yes …" Liang Xue definitely could not talk to Wang Jia with him. He could not help but sigh as he watched her enter the operating theater.
Every doctor yearned for and had experienced miraculous hands that could bring the dying back to life. But at Liang Xue's age, it was mostly just a memory. This was especially true when his rank had reached a certain level. The difficulty of the illnesses he faced had also reached an extremely high level. As a result, situations where he could bring the dying back to life became less and less common.
The da Vinci robot brought Liang Xue a brand new experience. After he started experimenting with robot surgeries, Liang Xue consciously reduced the difficulty of the surgeries. Most of the surgeries were directed at the gallbladder, bile duct, and pancreas. The treatment success rate was also quite high.
However, a faint regret was unavoidable in the end.
Now, when he looked at the patient's family members in the waiting room, Liang Xue became sentimental again.
"Since ancient times, generals have always been like beauties …" Liang Xue held his phone and turned to return to the operating theater.
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