"Ling Ran is going to have surgery. Chief surgeon. "
"So fierce? He's already a chief surgeon in his early twenties? "
"It's because he's a monk from another country. He just casually throws his own cabbage away, but when he picks it up, it'll be worth a lot of money."
The resident doctors in the same batch discussed among themselves in the small group of resident doctors.
The resident doctors in the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center came from a complicated background. Although they were all the best in their respective schools, there were not many who could seize the opportunity to be promoted. Most resident doctors would eventually lose their jobs due to their low salary, slow mastery of skills, or lack of opportunities to practice, and so on.
Zhu Tongyi's research institute was different from large tertiary Grade A hospitals. It could only provide very limited opportunities for doctors to get promoted. Those who could not rise to the top would sink, and they would constantly encounter challenges from outside the institute. For example, doctors like Ling Ran would very likely occupy a position that had been vacated after much difficulty.
"I'll go and take a look. Anyone with me?" A resident doctor typed in the small group.
"Let's go together." The others agreed.
In a short while, nearly twenty people rushed into the demonstration room.
Not only were there resident doctors, but there were also a few attending physicians and associate chief physicians who were free.
Since Zhu Tongyi was at the front row, they did not talk. They just found their seats and waited for the surgery to begin.
The demonstration room in the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center cost a lot of money. It was connected to multiple operating theaters and operating theaters' microscopes at the same time. They could see both the surgical field of a normal surgery and the surgical field of a microsurgery. It was also quite convenient to switch between the two, and they could also communicate with each other in real time. It was an excellent way to "show off" skills and conduct teaching demonstrations.
In the research institute, whether a doctor dared to perform surgery in the operating theater connected to the demonstration room was also a reference for everyone to evaluate a doctor's level.
However, the most terrifying use of the demonstration room for doctors was actually to invite the patient's family to visit.
The operating theaters in normal hospitals were all black boxes. The family would enter a patient, and the black box would send out a patient after the surgery. The family would only know the state before entering the operating theater and the state after leaving the operating theater. They would not know what happened in the operating theater.
Inviting the patient's family into the operating theater was obviously not an appropriate method. It could easily interfere with the chief surgeon's operation. If they used the demonstration room, it would be relatively easier to control.
Of course, it was not easy to enter the demonstration room in the current research institute. They always needed some special way.
Doctor Qu gently pushed the door open and quietly went to the corner of the demonstration room. He touched the bald spot in the middle of his head and sighed softly.
He cared more about this surgery than the resident doctors.
After all, he had participated in designing Liu Weichen's surgery plan.
Therefore, he was also the clearest about the technical requirements of Liu Weichen and the plan itself.
Doctor Qu nodded at a few doctors who saw him. He sat at the back and stared at the black screen in a daze.
After an unknown period of time, the screen lit up. Everyone could not help but stop chatting and look at the screens in the middle. There were both the surgical field shown by the surgical camera and the panoramic camera showing the scene of the operating theater. The camera connected to the two-person microscope was still black, and at the same time, there were voices coming from it.
"Doctor Ling, let me help you put on the surgical gown."
"Doctor Ling, please take a look at the equipment list. Is there anything that needs to be added?"
"Does Doctor Ling have any surgical habits? Do you need to drink water during the operation? "
The voices of circulating nurses and scrub nurses were the first to be heard.
The doctors in the demonstration room looked at each other.
A resident doctor could not help but say, "When did they become so easy to talk to?"
"When they see a handsome guy," the one-hundred-pound resident doctor said in despair, "You didn't see them talking about Prince Charming."
"They don't have to go that far. What's the point of being so proactive?"
"What's the point of carrying a goddess's bag?"
The demonstration room calmed down again. When everyone looked at the screen again, they inexplicably felt that they had a common enemy.
The Orthopedics Department was a department with very few female doctors. In the operating theaters of professional Orthopedics Department, male nurses were indispensable. The group of resident doctors felt unhappy when they saw the few female nurses talking and smiling with Ling Ran.
…..
In the operating theater.
Ling Ran stared at the patient's foot for a long time.
It was the first time he saw this foot, but through the MRI scan, he was far more familiar with this foot than the owner of the foot.
Ji Tianlu looked at Ling Ran with interest for a while and asked, "Doctor Ling, what do we do now?"
"Oh … I'll draw a line." Ling Ran came back to his senses. He reached for a pen and drew a few lines on the patient's foot. He then asked for a pen of another color and drew a new line.
"How do we divide this?" Lu Wenbin asked nervously. He was the second assistant today, but he knew the least about Achilles tendon repairs. If he had to say what he knew, most of it came from textbooks and videos. Without a system and without a strong sense of handsomeness, he knew almost nothing.
Ling Ran looked at Lu Wenbin with a puzzled look. "Divide what?"
"There are two colors for the line."
"Oh, the black one is the incision line, and the white one … the tendon is broken here." Ling Ran pointed at the spot where the line was drawn and turned his body a little so that Lu Wenbin could see it more clearly.
Ji Tianlu, who did not think much of it, was stunned for a moment. He suddenly realized that he did not read the Medical Imaging Department's instructions, so he forgot to determine the location of the Achilles tendon rupture. He only remembered now that Ling Ran really did not rely on the Medical Imaging Department to read it himself.
Ji Tianlu looked at Ling Ran attentively before he lowered his head.
A child who scored eighty-five marks knew how good a child who scored one hundred marks was.
Doctors like Ji Tianlu knew very well how good Ling Ran's skills were.
When an MRI was used to diagnose an Achilles tendon rupture, not only could it distinguish the severity of the Achilles tendon rupture, but it could also evaluate the shape of the two broken ends and the distance between the ruptures.
This was very clinically significant information, and it was also the strength of an MRI.
Ji Tianlu could not help but feel a strong sense of jealousy.
Ling Ran already had this ability in his twenties. He was really talented.
Ji Tianlu thought to himself that even if he was given half a year of free time, he would not be able to increase his MRI reading ability from eighty-five marks to one hundred marks. Forget about half a year, even two years might not be enough. Unless he did not do anything and just focused on reading scans. In that case, even if half a year was tight, he would still be able to get by even if it was tight.
However, was it possible?
Ji Tianlu had climbed up the skill tree in the Orthopedics Department, and he had crossed over to the fields of orthopedics and sports medicine. He had already stretched his legs so far that he could not even run anymore.
Ling Ran paid attention to Lu Wenbin and Ji Tianlu's expressions. He decided to explain it more clearly to the assistant and said, "From the MRI scan, on the T1WI and T2WI, there is a localized high signal in the tendon. The tendon bundle is coarse and irregular. This is a characteristic of partial injury. The location can be seen on the T2WI. When the signal is significantly higher, it is the most obvious part of the tear."
Ling Ran directly pointed out the location to Ji Tianlu and Lu Wenbin. He then asked the anesthetist about the situation and asked for a scalpel to make the incision.
This time, Ling Ran's speed was much faster.
After making two incisions, Ling Ran ordered to "open" the tendon and put the scalpel on the tray.
Ji Tianlu hesitated for a few seconds before he realized that the surgery had already begun.
Compared to him, Lu Wenbin, who was the second assistant, was more familiar with Ling Ran's style. Ling Ran had always been a person who did not like to talk. He was not like those surgeons who were not confident enough and kept asking the assistant for confirmation. He always did what he needed to do.
Moreover, Ling Ran was a typical doctor who did things alone. He had a strategy for most of the operations. Occasionally, when the assistant could not carry out the task or was distracted, Ling Ran would still take over the work without saying a word.
This kind of focus was now slowly affecting Lu Wenbin, Ma Yanlin, and Yu Yuan, especially the first two's surgical careers. It would definitely have a great impact.
At this time, Lu Wenbin automatically extended his hand and said, "Retractor."
The nurse glanced at Ji Tianlu and still passed the retractor to Lu Wenbin.
Lu Wenbin carefully and laboriously pulled the muscles around the Achilles tendon apart and exposed the Achilles tendon. This step was not much different from the M-Tang technique. The only difference was that the tendon became thicker, and the muscle tissue became larger.
After a slight rinse with normal saline, the center of the ruptured tendon was exposed.
Ji Tianlu raised his head slightly. He regretted not listening to the explanation from the Medical Imaging Department. Otherwise, he could also determine the correct position, and he would not be controlled by Ling Ran.
"End-to-end suture." Ling Ran reminded him. There was nothing much to say, so he quickly sutured it using the modified Kessler technique that Doctor Qu used the day before yesterday.
Before this, Ling Ran had already smoothed out the mesentery, small hidden pulse, and sural nerve that Doctor Qu had spent a long time on that day, and then he threw them aside.
End-to-end suture was the simplest form of suture.
It was to clean the wound of the two ruptured Achilles tendons, align them, and then suture them tightly.
Since the Achilles tendon was thick enough, there was no room for delicate sutures like the M-Tang technique to be used. The modified Kessler technique or the normal Kessler technique was used by novice doctors, attending physicians, and even expert doctors, but the effects were different.
Ling Ran got into a stance and quickly sutured.
Ji Tianlu tried his best to cooperate with Ling Ran, but he could barely keep up with Ling Ran's speed.
In the demonstration room, Doctor Qu had long been dumbfounded by what he saw.
He had always used the modified Kessler technique to suture, and before this, he wanted to use this technique to shock Ling Ran.
In Doctor Qu's heart, he felt that he performed well in front of Ling Ran.
However, when he saw that Ling Ran, the first assistant, had become the chief surgeon, and he used the Kessler technique, Doctor Qu was deeply shocked.
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