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Chapter 259

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Ling Ran originally had three Perfect Level skills: Barehanded Bleeding Control, Finger Replantation, and Achilles Tendon Suture.

Now, the suffix of the three skills had turned into a light purple "Legendary Level".

As calm as Ling Ran was, he could not help but feel a little excited.

The Legendary Level sounded very legendary. After trying the Perfect Level of Barehanded Bleeding Control many times, Ling Ran was naturally full of anticipation for the more powerful Legendary Level. He thought to himself, 'If I can accurately determine the bleeding point in the abdominal cavity with the Perfect Level of Barehanded Bleeding Control without a surgical field, then the Legendary Level of Barehanded Bleeding Control should be able to expand the range of my Barehanded Bleeding Control.

As Ling Ran thought, he stepped away from the sterile pot, took out a sterilized towel, and wiped his hands. At the same time, he looked at the mirror in the bathroom and said, 'System, system, who is the best barehanded bleeding control in the world?'

"Adam Love Davis," the system answered.

Ling Ran's expression froze for a moment, and he asked, "What's the ranking of my current barehanded bleeding control?"

"Second," the system answered straightforwardly.

Ling Ran clicked his tongue, threw away the towel he used to wipe his hands, and went to the resuscitation room.

With the efforts of the head nurse and the teacher, the children who sang the national anthem three times stopped. They just stared in the direction of the hospital bed.

The head nurse gently and considerately arranged the children to the empty beds so that they could rest for a while so that they would not be too tired. Her behavior was completely different from the young doctors' impression of the head nurse.

Ling Ran stepped into the resuscitation room just as the music stopped.

The sound of the door opening made the children look at Ling Ran in unison.

Jiang Li's family was no exception.

Ling Ran only raised his hand into the resuscitation room, asked for a surgical gown and gloves, and put them on again. He did not look at the others.

He was not good at dealing with patients' families. Even with Huo Congjun's direct guidance, Ling Ran still lacked the ability to deal with them.

Even in the face of a group of children with gauze on their heads and bandages on their hands, Ling Ran could only nod reluctantly before he looked at Jiang Li, who was in surgery.

"Give me a seat." Ling Ran did not climb up again. He had no other choice just now, but it was not necessary now.

Doctor Zhou gave the seat to Ling Ran without hesitation.

Ling Ran crossed his arms and stood in Doctor Zhou's position. He looked at the monitor for a few seconds and said, "Check the bleeding point."

At this moment, several people were looking for the bleeding point, and he was not the only one.

Huo Congjun did not have time to care about him. He first urged the blood bank to send more blood. It was obviously not enough to rely on his own blood collection.

Then, he ordered the abdominal cavity to be cleaned, and began to consider whether he should do further examination.

Ling Clockwise, Ling Ling.

Legendary Level Barehanded Bleeding Control would not make his fingers more sensitive, but Ling Ran still became more confident. It was like shooting a weeping willow from a hundred steps away. In the blink of an eye, one would know whether or not they would hit the target.

Sharpshooters didn't need to know the angle at which the tip of the arrow should be raised, nor did they need to know the parabola formula or the law of kinetic energy.

Ling Point Point Arrow Pointed Ling Raised, Raising, Finger, and Raising subconsciously. Raising.

Ling Ran did not think about where the biggest bleeding point was. The size of the bleeding point could only be estimated at most. If he could not be sure, Ling Ran would just follow his hand and look for the tissue that might bleed.

Ling Ran did not know if his train of thought had changed, but in just half a minute, he found a small bleeding point.

"No. 7 thread." Ling Ran did not pursue a thin thread. He flipped the bleeding spot outward and sutured it with his hand.

Huo Congjun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, but he immediately became nervous again.

That was because the indicators on the monitor didn't change much.

"There's still a lot of blood loss," the anesthetist said worriedly.

Ling Ran hummed in acknowledgment and continued to explore the patient's body.

This time, Ling Ran did not even find a small bleeding point.

The doctors in the room were extremely anxious, but Ling Ran's mind gradually formed a train of thought. With his Legendary Level Barehanded Bleeding Control, since there were no bleeding points in the exposed parts, he should consider the parts that had not been searched just now, such as … the area below the organs.

Especially below the injured organ.

"Let me touch the area below the liver." Ling Ran's hand slid down the liver.

Zhao Leyi, who was looking for the bleeding point by the side, raised his eyebrows. He did not quite agree with Ling Ran's approach.

In his opinion, the bleeding point had not been found yet. It might be because the bleeding point was hidden deep in the corner, or it was hidden by a certain mass of tissue.

It was impossible for him to be as sure as Ling Ran that there was no bleeding point in the exposed parts.

Ling Ran did not need to explain much. This was a surgery that required multiple people.

After checking the organs on the right side, Ling Ran continued to check the left side.

When he tried to touch the left side of the liver, Zhao Leyi could not help but say, "The left side of the liver has just been sutured. Don't touch it anymore."

"It's hard to say." Ling Ran did not agree with Zhao Leyi's judgment.

"At least confirm the other parts first," Zhao Leyi said.

"There's no bleeding in the other parts." Ling Ran also searched all parts.

Zhao Leyi was not satisfied and said, "Search again. If there's nothing else, you can touch this part."

"There's no need." Ling Ran's understanding was completely different from Zhao Leyi's.

"Wait a minute …" Zhao Leyi stopped Ling Ran again. He looked at Department Director Huo and said, "Department Director, the left side of the liver has just been sutured …"

"I heard you." Huo Congjun did not need Zhao Leyi to repeat himself. He gritted his teeth and said to Ling Ran, "Be careful."

This meant that he had tacitly agreed.

Ling Ran hummed in acknowledgment and gently lifted the left side of the liver.

A stream of blood gushed out from the wound.

The monitor beeped without hesitation.

The doctors on the scene suddenly realized that the blood loss had sped up when the oppressor was removed.

However, there was still enough blood to use. As long as the bleeding point was found, the problem would be simple.

The expressions of the doctors relaxed, but the family members outside became extremely nervous.

The beeping of the monitor was like a death knell for ordinary people.

Even the doctors who worked in the operating theater all year round might not be used to the urgent sound, let alone the patient's family members.

Policeman Jiang Li's fiancée, Wang Yi, had already cried until she had no tears left. Now, two streams of tears flowed down her cheeks, but her voice was so hoarse that she could not speak.

Jiang Li's mother, Chen Fang, could not even stand. She grabbed the chair, and her knuckles turned white.

The group of children still did not understand what was going on. They looked at the adults around them in confusion.

"I'll suture." Ling Ran used his hand to press on the wound. He did not use too much force. He did not want to completely stop the blood loss. He just wanted to reduce the blood flow and protect the surrounding tissues.

He extended his hand to ask for a suture thread. Ling Ran composed himself and hooked it.

His appositional suturing was now at Perfect Level.

One stitch, two stitches … three stitches, four stitches …

Ling Ran did two sets of stitches, and the screaming monitor quieted down.

Huo Congjun shouted "blood bag" again. His tone became low, and he muttered, "It can be done, it can be done …"

The bleeding had basically stopped, and the patient's life was saved.

Huo Congjun turned around and looked at the patient's family members and other people who still did not know what happened. He hesitated for a moment and did not speak.

However, Huo Congjun still nodded slightly when he faced Ling Ran.

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