"How are the patient's vital signs?" Ling Ran was halfway through the surgery when he suddenly raised his head and looked at the monitor.
The reason why he asked this was because he realized that the mission completion rate was dropping.
When the reconstruction of the second vascular channel was completed by one-third, Ling Ran discovered that the mission completion rate began to drop from 75% to 74%, then 73%, 72%, 71% …
In just a few minutes, Ling Ran could think of many reasons, but it was not so easy to verify them.
The anesthetist sat upright in front of the monitor. He was so bored that he almost fell asleep, but at this moment, he suddenly woke up. He looked at the monitor in fear and stood up abruptly. "Everything is normal."
When he said these four words, the anesthetist's heartbeat slowed down from one hundred and eighty beats. Then, he broke out in cold sweat and felt helpless.
In ordinary surgeries, it was normal for the chief surgeon to ask the anesthetist about the situation, but Ling Ran was obviously not a normal chief surgeon. In the previous few surgeries, Ling Ran judged the situation by looking at the monitor.
This time, Ling Ran suddenly asked about the patient's vital signs, and with Academician Zhu Tongyi beside him, the anesthetist felt as if he had been shocked awake.
Fortunately, the data on the monitor showed that everything was normal. Only then did the anesthetist's emotions calm down. She looked at Ling Ran as if she was holding her heart. She then used her hand to touch Liu Weichen's head and said softly, "Dalang is fine.
Ling Ran frowned and stopped the surgery. He stood in front of the monitor and looked at it.
The anesthetist felt challenged. He also carefully examined the patient and said, "The patient's vital signs are all normal."
Ling Ran hummed and nodded slowly. "It's indeed normal."
"Ling Ran, what's wrong?" Zhu Tongyi also walked over with his arms crossed. He looked a little tired.
"I don't feel too good," Ling Ran said.
Zhu Tongyi hesitated for a few seconds. He really wanted to ask whether he should end the surgery in advance, but when he thought about the fact that the surgery was facing the demonstration room, Zhu Tongyi did not ask. At this time, he was a little unhappy about the video in the operating theater.
There were all kinds of problems in the operating theater when it was a black box, and there would still be problems in the operating theater when it was fully filmed. This was especially so for conceited surgeons. It was easy for them to make wrong surgical judgments because of other people's observations.
Ji Tianlu handled the work in his hands, then turned his head and asked, "What about now?"
He also did not ask Ling Ran if he wanted to end the conversation, but his attitude was clear.
Ling Ran fell into deep thought.
It's a surgeon's job to be under pressure and make judgments.
Ling Ran could stop the surgery now to maintain a relatively high level of Achilles tendon repair. 70% of Achilles tendon function was not enough for Liu Weichen to carry out high-intensity training, but it was enough for him to maintain his daily needs.
Or, Ling Ran could also change the plan. In Zhu Tongyi's plan, Plan B and Plan C were focused on different directions.
"Let's continue." Ling Ran turned around and returned to his position as the chief surgeon to continue the reconstruction of the vascular network.
His Perfect Level Achilles Tendon Repair Technique, Perfect Level Finger Replantation Technique, and the experience he gained from performing more than one hundred finger replantation surgeries continuously reminded Ling Ran that blood supply was the most important.
In a situation where he did not have enough information at the scene, Ling Ran could only rely on his theories and persevere.
What the patient needed was not a conservative plan. Otherwise, he would not have waited for so long. Changing the plan was just a desperate attempt. There was no evidence to show that Plan B and Plan C would have a better effect.
While Ling Ran performed vascular anastomosis, he endured the notification that the mission completion rate was decreasing.
About forty minutes later, the mission completion rate had decreased to around 55%.
This number meant that Liu Weichen's Achilles tendon function had only recovered to 55%. Forget about participating in high-intensity training and competitions, it would be difficult for him to carry out his daily life, and he would have to be very careful when he ran or jumped.
Based on the reputation of the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center, if the final result was such a number, it would not meet the standard at all.
Ling Ran stretched his neck a little and moved it a little. He said again, "Let's check again."
Ji Tianlu looked at Ling Ran with a puzzled look, and he checked according to Ling Ran's words.
About ten minutes later, Ji Tianlu answered, "There should be no problem."
Ling Ran nodded and entered the suturing state again without saying a word.
The information from the system could only be used as a support. In a situation where he could not find any problems, he could only believe in his own judgment during the surgery.
The surgery time was only extended by two hours, and there should not be such a large decrease in the completion rate. The only possibility was that the backup vascular channel he was building had an adverse effect on the patient.
But this did not make sense. Even if the patient did not undergo surgical reconstruction, the human body would complete the reconstruction of the blood vessels on its own a few months after the surgery. In other words, the reconstruction of blood vessels was needed by the human body.
If Ling Ran had to guess an answer, he would rather think that the incomplete backup vascular channel had an adverse effect on the patient.
With this judgment in mind, Ling Ran continued to carry out the microsurgery under pressure.
His low pressure had also unknowingly spread to Lu Wenbin, then to Ji Tianlu, and finally to Zhu Tongyi.
The few of them had a sense of agreement with Ling Ran. Now, when they saw how serious Ling Ran was, they guessed that the situation had changed. Although no changes could be seen from the instruments and appearance, some bad changes could not be immediately detected by the instruments.
Lu Wenbin quietly retracted the retractor, and Ji Tianlu also lost interest in chatting and teasing. Zhu Tongyi even crossed his arms in front of his chest, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.
Ling Ran was still affected by the mission completion rate of the system, and he quietly increased the speed of the suturing.
The surgeons in the demonstration room could not feel the low pressure in the operating theater, but they could see the changes in the surgery.
Ling Ran's previous speed was already fast enough, and the stability and efficiency of the suturing were very high.
In everyone's eyes, this was undoubtedly the advantage that made Ling Ran stand out as the chief surgeon.
No one could think that Ling Ran could actually do it faster and more steadily.
"It's a little scary."
"This speed is fast enough to suture the skin, but it's too much to suture the blood vessels."
"Aren't you afraid that the suture will spoil?"
"There's a lot of space left."
"If you're given such a lot of space, can you even suture half of this? Let's not talk about speed. If we say that speed is bullying … "
The young resident doctors no longer had the confidence to compete with each other. Even the experienced attending physicians looked at each other and did not dare to say anything.
Suturing fast had never been an indicator of a surgeon's ability, but the information it showed was not just that they were fast.
It also showed that they had accurate judgment, confidence in the surgery, familiarity with the surgical method, mastery of skills, and so on.
A doctor who could do all these was already something that ordinary attending physicians could not even catch up to.
"The access is completed."
In the video, Ling Ran's voice was not loud, and he let out a long sigh.
The medical staff in the demonstration room immediately quieted down.
This time, Ling Ran did not say anything else. He performed the examination himself and directly opened up the artery.
Endless blood quickly surged into the perforating artery that had just been sutured, and it then spread to the surrounding vascular network.
And in Ling Ran's vision, the completion rate of the Stand Out mission also began to slowly increase from 45%.
55% …
65% …
75% …
85% …
When this number appeared, Ling Ran finally felt as if a burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
Liu Weichen's Achilles tendon was severely ruptured. The part that was cut off was the size of a thumb. For such a severely damaged Achilles tendon, it was already considered a success to recover 85% of its function.
If this 85% was used to evaluate the joint's ability, it would definitely be at an "excellent" level.
Although there were still risks when Liu Weichen used this kind of Achilles tendon for high-intensity training, it could already be used. At the very least, it was possible to maintain the state of exercise.
Most importantly, the 85% completion rate was still slowly increasing.
"The second channel is successful. Now suture." Ling Ran no longer hesitated. He decisively began to suture layer by layer to end this time-consuming surgery.
Ji Tianlu actively cooperated and looked at Ling Ran curiously. After a while, he could not help but ask, "You don't seem to be too worried now?"
"I feel better now." Ling Ran did not intend to let go of the chief surgeon. He even did the suturing himself.
When it was time to bandage the wound, Ling Ran clearly saw that the recovery of Liu Weichen's Achilles tendon had reached the level of 90%.
"Academician Zhu, please give me your medical advice." Ling Ran relaxed and took the initiative to let go of the parts that he was not good at.
Zhu Tongyi nodded slightly and started to ponder.
Ji Tianlu looked at Ling Ran. When he saw that Ling Ran seemed to be more relaxed, he could not help but ask curiously, "How do you feel now?"
"The feeling of harvest." Ling Ran looked at the 18 Basic Treasure Chests that were already in place and felt very emotional.
The nurses in the demonstration room quietly typed quickly in the small WeChat group. They were full of emotions. [Doctor Ling is really a sentimental person.]
[Sentimental people are the best.]
[Sentimental people are suitable to be lovers.]
[That's not true. A husband who is sentimental will love his wife more.]
[Being a lover is the best.]
[You want to be my husband's lover? Shameless bastard (`д ′)?
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