The next day.
Ling Ran woke up early and jogged along the track in the stadium.
He did not have the habit of jogging in the morning, but Fuyuan Stadium made Ling Ran a little interested.
Fuyuan Stadium was a standard track and field stadium. The oval track was flat and uniform, and the field in the middle was well-proportioned. The lines were clean and clear, which basically met Ling Ran's aesthetic standards.
Morning jogging also gave Ling Ran a good feeling. He used the simplest strategy of exhaling every three steps and inhaling every three steps, which allowed Ling Ran to run at a constant speed for a long time. Running at a constant speed was what Ling Ran felt the most.
He did not need to run at full speed or exhaust his stamina. He just needed to quietly take steps, quietly retract his legs, and quietly run until he could not run anymore.
Of course, it was not accurate to say that it was quiet.
There were always girls and boys running with him. Many people could run while chatting, or talk about sex.
After the fourth lap, Ling Ran stopped while sweating profusely. A few girls who were running with him also stopped. More girls smiled and waved at Ling Ran before they continued running. For people who trained all year round, the fourth lap was just an appetizer.
Ling Ran panted lightly and drank half a bottle of water in one go. When he wanted to take it again, another bottle of mineral water was handed to him.
"Oh, thank you." Ling Ran recognized Hui Manshan. He nodded and smiled. He took the water and put it beside him, showing that he was not surprised by the compliment.
Of course, if he counted the number of times he received water from the girls, the counter on Ling Ran's side would overflow.
Hui Manshan saw that Ling Ran recognized her and was extremely happy.
Hui Manshan had never seen such a handsome man like Ling Ran in real life. He was also about the same age as her. When Hui Manshan returned home before, she would dream of Ling Ran at night, so she deliberately went to Fuyuan Stadium to exercise. Otherwise, according to the schedule, she should have gone to the swimming pool today.
When she thought of this, Hui Manshan thought of something and said, "Ling Ran, do you know how to swim? Swimming is actually more effective than running. "
Hui Manshan said and raised her head confidently.
Swimming was the best exercise for shaping one's body. Swimmers had to be tall and had long arms and legs. Hui Manshan had practiced swimming for several years. She was tall and slender. When she was on the swimming team, she always said that she only wanted to train hard and didn't want to fall in love too early.
Now, Hui Manshan could clearly see what he was thinking. The members of the swimming team looked too … ordinary.
Ling Ran opened another bottle of water and took small sips to hydrate himself. He said, "I know how to swim breaststroke … but I rarely swim."
Hui Manshan hurriedly asked, "Why? You don't like swimming? "
"I don't like swimming pools," Ling Ran answered solemnly.
Although logically speaking, he knew that the cleanliness of the swimming pool could be guaranteed to a certain extent under the condition of disinfection, human psychology was not always so rational.
Hui Manshan was extremely regretful. "Why don't you like swimming pools?"
"The swimming pool is so dirty now. I heard that someone got pregnant in the swimming pool." Another girl found an opportunity and spoke aggressively.
Hui Manshan glanced at him in disdain. "How can you believe such rumors?"
"Anyway, the swimming pool is really dirty …" The girl who spoke was fair and clean. She had a sharp chin and big eyes. No one knew how long she had put on makeup, but when she thought about seeing water, she could not be happy.
Hui Manshan thought about it seriously and said, "We can make it to Monday. The water in the swimming pool will be changed on Monday."
When she said this, before Ling Ran could react, the girls beside him became nervous.
Ling Ran shook his head regretfully. "I should have surgery on Monday."
"Huh, are you a doctor? A surgeon? " It was the first time a girl met Ling Ran today. When she heard that he was a doctor, her whole body lit up.
Ling Ran nodded and said, "I came here to train."
"Train? You're going back after that? "
"Of course."
"Then, which hospital did you originally come from?"
"Yun Hua Hospital."
The girl who asked the question immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Yun Hua is also a very beautiful big city. I quite like Yun Hua too. "
"It's too crowded in Shanghai."
"There are too many people and cars. I'm tired of staying there."
"Actually, it's the same wherever you live …"
Everyone spoke one after another, and it was a little noisy, but Ling Ran was a little used to it.
He was a person who liked silence, and the reason why he had such a personality might be because there were always people around him talking. Whenever this happened, Ling Ran could only let it be and think about his own matters.
Ling Ran sat on the bench next to the stadium and carefully recalled yesterday's surgery.
The Achilles tendon repair technique and finger tendon repair technique were similar, but different.
The similarity between the two was that they were both tendon repairs. The steps were different, but the essence was the same.
The difference was that the finger tendon was much thinner than the Achilles tendon.
The thinner tendon was difficult to suture. When the surgery was performed under a microscope, even the stitches would be afraid of being stacked together, and it required long-term practice to be able to operate it.
The Achilles tendon repair technique was not so meticulous. There were many ways to suture it. Even without a microscope, one could actually do it with the naked eye.
The core difficulty of the Achilles tendon repair technique was that it was very strong, and the fear of rupture.
The Achilles tendon was the tendon that exerted the most pressure on the human body, especially when the feet were stretched tight for running.
The woman yesterday suffered a rupture of her tendon because she did not exercise for a long time. At first, she thought that it was just a sprained ankle, but in fact, it was far more serious than that.
Of course, it was not particularly serious.
Especially for ordinary people, the success rate of Achilles tendon repair was still very high. As long as they followed the doctor's instructions, they could live a normal life in most cases. The suture effect was much better than the suture of flexor tendons.
However, for athletes, the situation became more serious.
Athletes did not need to live a normal life.
The more powerful an athlete was, the more he would use his body to the limit. When ordinary people exercised strenuously, they might break their Achilles tendon. The burden on the Achilles tendon was even greater when athletes exercised strenuously.
It was only with the development of modern sports medicine and the huge research cost that the foundation for athletes' Achilles tendon repair was established.
Ling Ran was quite interested in this challenge.
The Perfect Level Achilles Tendon Repair Technique was more than enough to suture the Achilles tendon of ordinary people. If it was used to suture the Achilles tendon of athletes … as long as the other party did not challenge their limits, it would definitely be enough. But was that possible?
Ling Ran thought as he drank water. Soon, he finished the water.
He declined the mineral water that the other young ladies gave him, got up, jumped, and ran lightly along the track.
Ling Ran felt the force exerted by his Achilles tendon and thought about the Achilles tendon repair plan in his mind. He also simulated the process of the surgery.
"The king asked me to patrol the mountain …"
Ling Ran's phone started ringing, and he started screaming.
"Doctor Ling, Academician Zhu is back. When can you come over? Let's choose a plan," Xue Haochu said and said, "Can you be the chief surgeon?"
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