In the operating theater, the circulating nurse played Liszt by Li Yundi.
The symbols of classical music danced in the air, showing the extraordinary elegance of the piano music. It was so dazzling that Lu Wenbin's draping fell to the ground.
"Are the hospitals in Shanghai so grand now?" Lu Wenbin pursed his lips. He knew that the piano music was played for Ling Ran by the nurse. Nurses who were not familiar with Ling Ran would always choose classical music as their first choice when they played the music. It was quite mysterious.
The circulating nurse smiled as usual and turned her best left face to Ling Ran. She asked, "Doctor Ling, what kind of music do you like?"
"Anything is fine." Ling Ran swayed his body gently. He patted the patient's calf with his hand and pressed it with his fingers. He looked like an old Chinese doctor, but he was actually doing a physical examination.
Ling Ran examined the patient very carefully. The Specialist Level Physical Examination was not high, but it was not low either. He had to be very serious and cooperate with the auxiliary examination to be able to know what was going on.
Of course, it depended on the judgment of different doctors. In local hospitals, there were weirdos who performed appendectomies without checking blood sugar. In tertiary Grade A hospitals, there were also chief surgeons who cut the wrong position.
When performing surgery in someone else's territory, one had to be careful. This was the experience Wang Haiyang taught Ling Ran when he took him on freelance surgeries, and Ling Ran deeply agreed with it.
Different operating theaters had different settings, different equipment manufacturers, and different drug manufacturers. Doctors had to prepare more in advance so that they could deal with special situations. The higher the level of a doctor was, the more they had to do so. After all, low-level doctors were at a loss in their own operating theaters, and they could not even deal with normal situations. Every situation was a special situation for them.
Ling Ran had Perfect Level Achilles Tendon Repair Technique. In theory, he could deal with most situations. However, as the saying went, the more experienced a person was, the more timid he would be. The more countermeasures he knew, the more he would have to consider.
"Alright, let's start." Ling Ran finished the physical examination and looked at the MRI scan. He reached out for a scalpel and made an incision. He threw the scalpel away with his right hand and poked the index finger of his left hand into the wound. Then, he pulled with his right hand, and the surgical field was opened.
Lu Wenbin quickly followed the hook and stood in front of Ling Ran as the first assistant. He helped to pull all kinds of tissues with a smile on his face.
He had been dry for a few days.
Ling Ran could still be the chief surgeon today, but he could only be the second assistant. He was also very anxious.
When the scissors went into action and a piece of tendon was cut away, Lu Wenbin heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I finally cut something."
"Hmm, it's a little better than Liu Weichen's." Ling Ran gave a rare comment. He swayed his body happily.
It was too tiring to talk to leaders and rehabilitation specialists. Compared to the joy in the operating theater, it was a world of difference. Besides, the underwear sold next to Fuyuan Stadium was indeed very comfortable, and the price was half that of the underwear sold in Yun Hua. But Ling Ran did not care at all.
There was plenty of money.
Ling Ran swayed along with the music, but when he pulled out the Achilles tendon, he was as steady as a fatty holding a mutton hotpot.
The bloody Achilles tendon was clamped in the air. It looked pink and a little cute. Ling Ran tugged it a few times, and he could see the calf muscles moving. Ling Ran gestured for a while before he found a better spot for suturing.
If he wanted to race against time, he could start suturing after he found a suitable spot. When the Achilles tendon recovered, it did not grow according to the position set by the doctor. This was the so-called adhesion of the Achilles tendon. Therefore, Ling Ran's action of trying to find the best position was a waste of time in the eyes of some surgeons. The patient did not benefit much, but he spent a lot of time.
However, surgeons had their own personalities. Ling Ran wanted to fight for a perfect position. Forget about the assistants and nurses in the operating theater, even the senior doctors in the demonstration room could not control him.
"I'm anxious just watching."
"I think it's done."
"Is he trimming the eyebrows of the Achilles tendon? This is considered plastic surgery. It's too much to do plastic surgery on the Achilles tendon. "
All the surgeons in the demonstration room secretly watched Ling Ran's surgery, and they were very happy.
This was the rule of the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center. If they were arranged to be in the operating theater with a camera system, they might be subject to random inspection. This required the doctors to operate according to the rules and be prepared to be subject to random inspection at any time.
And in the specific implementation of the rules, any doctor who was an associate chief physician could turn on the demonstration room and the camera system.
In this environment, the surgeons in the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center operated carefully while trying their best to avoid the four operating theaters with the demonstration room. As long as there were empty spaces in the other operating theaters, normal doctors would not go to those four operating theaters.
However, when there was an emergency surgery or a tight operating theater, there was no room for choice.
Ling Ran did not care if there was anyone watching his surgery. As long as he could use the operating theater as soon as possible, he would be very happy. Therefore, his surgeries were basically carried out in the operating theater with a camera system.
Although some surgeons did not say it out loud, they liked to watch Ling Ran's surgery.
Watching other people's surgeries could increase their experience or learn from their mistakes. For those who were familiar with surgical methods, watching other people's surgeries could always give them some inspiration.
Even surgeons with higher ranks were willing to watch Ling Ran's surgeries, unless they were completely uninterested in Achilles tendon repair surgery. Ling Ran's smooth surgical maneuvers were one thing, but he also used different surgical methods when he encountered different Achilles tendons, which was an eye-opener for everyone.
There were many plans for the Achilles tendon repair technique, and there were even more plans to improve the Achilles tendon repair technique. Different doctors usually only needed to learn a few surgical methods, and many doctors only needed to learn one surgical method to deal with the surgery. However, when doctors who specialized in Achilles tendon repair looked at Ling Ran's variety of surgical plans, the excitement they felt was indescribable. It was like a primary school student who had to do four sets of test papers in a day. For the first test paper, he could use the Golden Rooster Standing Alone Method. For the second test paper, if he encountered the same problem, he could use the Whistle Method. For the third test paper, he could only use the Chop Method. If he encountered the same problem again, he could only use the Chop Method. If he encountered the same problem again in the fourth test paper, he could only use the Chop Method!
From this, it could be seen that compared to surgeons who only knew how to perform one surgical plan, surgeons who knew many surgical plans were much more mentally healthy.
It was very difficult for them to be defeated by repeated problems or illnesses.
They were free to think, use their methods freely, and be happy in their hearts.
The doctors who could stay in the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center, even if their skills were a little weaker, had the same desire to learn. Otherwise, the requirements of the research center were higher than those of tertiary Grade A hospitals. The salary was lower, the tasks were heavier, and the promotion channels were narrower. It would be very difficult for them to survive if they did not strive for progress. Even Doctor Qu, who was accompanying a few leaders from the Sports Bureau, stared at the screen without blinking.
"This Doctor Ling of yours is quite interesting," Chief Ma commented, but he was sick of it.
People who relied purely on their skills and did not understand politics were the most annoying.
"Doctor Ling seems to be enjoying it?" The reporter's question was more emotional, and he was a little excited.
If a handsome doctor had some positive characteristics, the press releases he wrote would become more popular.
Before Ji Tianlu and the others could answer, a female doctor who was watching the live broadcast in the demonstration room said, "Doctor Ling is a very gentlemanly doctor. He always finishes everything he does, and he is serious and careful. He is happy for the patient to receive treatment from such a doctor."
Reporter Wei was stunned when he heard that. Why did it feel like he was interviewing a multi-level marketing organization?
Reporter Wei asked cautiously, "What's the basis for your judgment?"
The female doctor giggled. "Don't you reporters need material for interviews? I gave you material, but you're not satisfied. "
Reporter Wei felt helpless. "Are you just saying that?"
"You should think so." The female doctor sat up straight and said seriously, "If your Achilles tendon is ruptured, which doctor do you want to operate on you? Let me tell you first, doctors who are associate chief physicians usually don't perform such minor surgeries. "
She excluded the leaders who were associate chief physicians and above with just one sentence. The remaining attending physicians and resident doctors were like boiled mutton that had its blood removed. They could be scooped up and eaten at any time.
Reporter Wei thought that this line of thinking was quite interesting. He could not help but think about it seriously, and he even wrote a few sentences in the notebook in his hand.
"Doctor Han, if you have any questions, you can press the red button and ask Ling Ran." Zhu Tongyi wanted to deal with the relationship with the Sports Bureau politely, but he was a little impatient.
Han Wenlin, the rehabilitation specialist, did have a lot of words in his heart. He had already thought about how to refute Ling Ran, so he actively came to the surgical demonstration room to watch Ling Ran's surgery live broadcast.
However, when he faced Ling Ran on the screen, who was more handsome than a celebrity, Han Wenlin felt a little diffident.
"There's only one patient left, right?" Ling Ran's voice came from the sound system in the operating theater.
Lu Wenbin answered, "There's only one left. The Achilles tendon is not completely ruptured."
"Not completely ruptured? That's not interesting. "Ling Ran's voice paused for a moment." Is it done? "
"It's done."
"Young Lu."
"Yes."
"Go out and ask Chief Physician Ji later to see if there are any other patients with Achilles tendon ruptures. Send them over if you can."
Lu Wenbin was a little timid. "Chief Physician Ji Tianlu? He seems to be quite busy … "
"Liu Weichen's surgery is done. We should go back. If we don't do it today, when will we do it? Since it's still early, hurry up and contact the major hospitals. In such a big city, there will be a few Achilles tendon ruptures every day. "Ling Ran urged Lu Wenbin, but the camera in the surgical field saw him quickly tying a knot.
Lu Wenbin had no choice but to agree. He then said, "I'll try. I don't know if they can find them."
"True." Ling Ran agreed, which was rare. He then said, "Then, contact Department Director Huo again and tell him that we're ready to go back. We can start preparing the operating theater and arrange the patients for finger replantation. Ask him how many hospital beds are empty. There are dozens of empty hospital beds in the research center … "
When the rehabilitation specialist, Han Wenlin, heard this conversation, he retracted his foot that was about to step out.
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