It took Ling Ran more than three hours to finish the laceration on his index finger.
When Ling Ran cut the short section and threw away the scissors, forget about the two assistants, even the nurse moaned and looked like she was paralyzed.
"Microsurgery is really tiring." The young nurse, Wang Jia, groaned. She was a nurse in the Emergency Department. She was used to open and close large wounds and surging blood. She was not used to finger replantation surgery, which was more and more delicate.
The circulating nurse nodded. "A patient with myocardial infarction can be declared dead after more than three hours, and we only operated on a finger."
"The most pitiful thing is that the surgery fee is about the same as the M-Tang technique." Wang Jia looked pitiful. She looked at Lu Wenbin and said, "You won't have much left if you buy a pork trotter."
"Then save money and lose weight."
"No, I want pork trotters that are twice the size of normal pork trotters." Wang Jia placed her hands on her hips and looked very imposing.
Lu Wenbin chuckled and said, "My feet might be swollen to twice the size of normal pork trotters."
Those who performed surgeries for a long time could not even wear slippers. Swollen feet could be said to be a surgeon's occupational disease.
Ling Ran was also very tired. He massaged his neck for a while using the grabbing technique. When he heard how pitiful they sounded, he grabbed a piece of gauze and massaged both Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin's necks for two minutes.
The young resident doctor and houseman had never enjoyed such treatment before. Their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. They did not think that it was tiring to focus for a few hours.
When he finished massaging them, Ling Ran raised his head again and saw Wang Jia staring at him with starry eyes. She held a piece of gauze in her hand.
"You have to be clear about the amount of gauze," Ling Ran reminded her. He took the gauze and placed it on Wang Jia's neck.
Wang Jia let out an "ah" and stopped breathing.
After massaging the circulating nurse, Ling Ran looked at the anesthetist, Su Jiafu.
Su Jiafu chuckled and said, "I'm not that tired, so I won't waste your time … but …"
Su Jiafu rubbed the stool with one hand and looked very embarrassed.
"Okay," Ling Ran answered cooperatively.
"Let's talk alone?" Su Jiafu said.
"Okay." Ling Ran had always been straightforward. He then turned around and said to Lu Wenbin, "Help me get the things. Can the eggs and potatoes be braised?"
Lu Wenbin, who was a little tired, immediately perked up. "Of course. Braised eggs are so delicious. In the future, when I'm tired from performing surgeries, I can eat one. It's filling and delicious. Potatoes are even better. When potatoes are boiled, they give off a rustling feeling, which is different from sweet potatoes that are a little sticky. Furthermore, potatoes themselves don't have much taste. When they're boiled in plain water, sprinkle salt on them. When they're boiled in stew, they need to be slightly adjusted … "
"Then when you have boiled the eggs and potatoes, bring them to the lounge. Give the salted duck egg to Ma Yanlin. " Ling Ran knew that housemen did not receive any department benefits. After all, they were not part of the department's authorized personnel.
Ma Yanlin did not know why, but his blood immediately rushed to his head. He quickly said, "No, no, Department Director Huo gave that to you …"
"Let's leave it at that." Ling Ran could not be bothered to argue.
Ma Yanlin felt even more embarrassed and said, "Why don't I just take a little and leave the rest for breakfast or lunch?"
Ling Ran looked at Ma Yanlin deeply and said, "I don't plan to bring food for the time being."
After he said that, Ling Ran called Su Jiafu out.
In the operating theater, Lu Wenbin glanced at Ma Yanlin with a grin. "Are you dumbfounded? When did you ever see Doctor Ling lack food?"
Nurse Wang Jia hummed in agreement and said, "It's not good to eat too many salted eggs. We have already prepared a nutritious meal for Doctor Ling … Hmm …"
She covered her mouth to prevent more information from leaking out.
Ma Yanlin and Lu Wenbin only chuckled. Some secrets were only known to the people involved. Ling Ran had been fed for more than a month, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was obviously an organized act.
…..
Ling Ran threw the surgical gown and gloves into the disposable cylinder and asked Su Jiafu, "What do you want to talk about?"
"Um … I heard that you've written a few research papers." Su Jiafu was a little embarrassed when he spoke, and he instantly despised himself. 'No matter what, I'm a man who scored more than six hundred marks in my college entrance examination. What's there to be afraid of?'
After comforting himself, Su Jiafu looked at Ling Ran again, and he felt even more embarrassed.
Ling Ran said, "I did write some."
Su Jiafu touched his head and said, "Um, I've also been writing research papers recently."
"Oh."
"The anesthesia requirements for finger replantation are very high. I've also looked up some information recently, and I have some experience. I want to summarize it and publish a research paper," Su Jiafu said very modestly. Compared to the M-Tang technique or most Level 3 surgeries, the anesthesia requirements for finger replantation were higher.
First of all, finger replantation took a long time. It could easily take three to four hours, and it was also very common for it to take seven to eight hours. The anesthesia needed to maintain analgesia, and the blood supply to the affected area could not be guaranteed.
Each of the requirements here was very high for the anesthetist. It was hard to say whether the anesthetist could last for such a long time with a ready-made anesthesia plan, not to mention that many anesthetists had drug habits and tendencies.
Su Jiafu had also performed many finger replantation surgeries with Ling Ran, which was why he was qualified to accompany him in finger replantation surgeries. During the recent period of anesthesia, Su Jiafu eliminated risks and ensured the quality of anesthesia. At the same time, he also accumulated experience.
Similar to surgeons, anesthetists also needed to publish research papers if they wanted to be promoted.
Su Jiafu lacked internal support in the Department of Anesthesiology, so he naturally thought of Ling Ran … and Huo Congjun, who was behind him.
Su Jiafu quickly made a suggestion, "We can publish a research paper together and be the first author, but I want to be first … Also, I want to use the finger replantation cases that we've done together …"
"Why don't you redesign the medical cases?" Ling Ran interrupted Su Jiafu. As far as he knew, if it was not an atypical case, it would be difficult to publish a medical research paper based on a few conventional medical cases.
That was why Ling Ran wrote questions such as the exploration of XXX cases using the M-Tang technique.
Su Jiafu was stunned by Ling Ran's words. "We only have so many medical cases in total …"
"Why don't you summarize a few preconceived questions, and we'll verify them through the medical cases?" Ling Ran gave his suggestion.
Su Jiafu, who scored more than six hundred marks in his college entrance examination, fell into a dilemma.
"If we want to do more medical case analysis, it's best if we can get some subsidies." Su Jiafu sounded a little guilty, and he said, "I didn't apply for funding from the Department of Anesthesiology. I don't know if the Emergency Department can help."
He asked Ling Ran to come with him because he wanted to get some funding.
Writing research papers usually did not require a lot of funding, but if they did not have any, it would be annoying.
Ling Ran's answer was very straightforward. He said, "We'll ask Department Director Huo for it."
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