In the operating theater, Lu Wenbin brandished the needle holder and forceps with great delight.
After completing many decomposition movements one after another, Lu Wenbin finally stood in the position of the chief surgeon and began to perform the standard M-Tang technique on the hand tendon.
Even though Ling Ran and Ma Yanlin were watching from the side, Lu Wenbin still felt as refreshed as if he was eating a popsicle after a hot pot in a world of ice and snow.
"Insert the needle slightly inward." Ling Ran also wore a pair of surgical magnifying glasses, and he assisted Lu Wenbin as the first assistant.
Ma Yanlin was extremely envious of Ling Ran as the second assistant, and it was his responsibility to operate the retractor.
Lu Wenbin was already very satisfied with the chance to insert the needle. He listened to Ling Ran's orders and inserted the needle in.
"Too much." Ling Ran immediately stopped Lu Wenbin and said, "Insert two needles backward."
"Yes."
"It's still a little too much. Insert the next needle deeper to make up for the previous mistake. Don't shake, and it's okay if you do it slowly." Ling Ran was meticulous when he performed the surgery. He still did not relax even when he was pressuring Lu Wenbin to perform the surgery.
Lu Wenbin answered loudly, and his face was full of excitement. He was not the slightest bit dissatisfied with Ling Ran's remote control. In fact, he was filled with joy at the moment.
It was said that hands-on teaching should be done. If doctors could receive hands-on education, there wouldn't be so many weak doctors.
Most doctors did not have the patience to teach them hands-on, but more importantly, they did not have the ability to teach them hands-on.
If they inserted too much in the previous suture, how should they eliminate the undesirable tension caused by the previous suture?
Without Master Level skills, there was no way to solve this problem.
When ordinary doctors sutured tendons, they sutured them according to a set method. If they deviated left or right, they would be considered to have deviated. As for the results, they could only leave it to fate.
But Master Level Suturing Technique was not like that.
Master Level Suturing Technique had to be adapted to the situation. Everyone's tissue was different. The fat otaku's muscles were loose, and the special forces' muscles were tight. The strength of the suture was different. If the standard suture method for ordinary people was used, the fat otaku and the special forces would not receive the best treatment.
What was even worse was that the standard sewing method for ordinary people had been used, and the result would be even more unpredictable.
However, Ling Ran, who possessed many Master Level Suturing Techniques, not only did he suture himself, but he also watched Lu Wenbin suture. He was already able to tailor his sutures to each person, and he could even tailor his sutures to each needle.
This kind of teaching was the real hands-on teaching.
Of course, if Ling Ran left now, Lu Wenbin would definitely be at a loss and would not know how to suture.
However, after Ling Ran taught him for a period of time, and Lu Wenbin imitated him for a while, he slowly gained a perceptual understanding.
Lu Wenbin also knew this, so he was so excited that he was full of energy. Even if Ling Ran asked him to wake up at two in the morning, he could still persist.
Lu Wenbin actually knew that this was the final radiance of the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital.
Ling Ran had already booked a plane ticket to Shanghai tomorrow to participate in the International Sports Orthopedics Academic Conference. Therefore, Lu Wenbin had a share of the remaining hospital beds, and he could even add more beds without any scruples.
However, if Lu Wenbin could not prove himself with these few hospital beds, it would be difficult for him to get another chance in the future.
Lu Wenbin raised his neck and exercised it a little. He then glanced sideways at Ma Yanlin, who was operating the retractor. His entire body was filled with vigilance.
Ma Yanlin specialized in the Achilles tendon repair technique. This was not a big deal, but the key was that he also knew how to fight for hospital beds.
Lu Wenbin's gaze became profound, and his movements became lighter. 'I must master the M-Tang technique before Ma Yanlin!'
Lu Wenbin believed that as long as he mastered the M-Tang technique, he would be able to fight for hospital beds in Yun Hua. Achilles tendon repair technique … Hehe, it would be fine if I could do it like Ling Ran. A normal Achilles tendon repair technique was just a surgery for junior attending physicians. 'Fight for hospital beds? I underestimated Ling Ran, who woke up at three in the morning. '
Ma Yanlin, who was operating the retractor, was also excited.
He was not envious of Lu Wenbin's M-Tang technique. For houseman Ma Yanlin, learning the M-Tang technique was too slow. The number of people who could use the M-Tang technique in Yun Hua City could not be counted on one hand. There was an attending physician in the Orthopedics Department who learned the M-Tang technique from Department Associate Director Pan, and even after three years of learning, he still could not graduate. He did not believe that Lu Wenbin could be any faster.
According to Ma Yanlin's estimation, Lu Wenbin had been an assistant for half a year. Even if he performed more surgeries than others who had been performing for one or two years, he would only be an assistant. If he wanted to learn the M-Tang technique, even if Ling Ran taught him step by step, it would still take him a year and a half.
But if he wanted to learn the Achilles tendon repair technique, he would definitely not need such a long time!
The person who became the chief surgeon first would definitely have a huge advantage.
Ma Yanlin looked at Lu Wenbin's slow, hesitant, self-doubting, and paranoid movements in the surgical field. He wanted to laugh.
'How could the M-Tang technique be so easy to master? Why don't you learn heart transplantation?'
"Not bad." The calm voice carried the sound of wind.
Ma Yanlin was shocked. 'This is a big rebuke … No, Department Director Huo Congjun is here?'
His job was the easiest. He looked behind him, and sure enough, it was Huo Congjun, who had a slightly protruding mouth. He was wearing scrubs, had his arms crossed, and had a smile on his face.
"Department Director," Lu Wenbin greeted him obediently.
Ling Ran also greeted Department Director Huo.
"Good, good. One of you is teaching seriously, and the other is learning seriously. Very good." Huo Congjun's praise came from the sky, and it was extremely rare.
Lu Wenbin stopped doubtfully. He did not know what Huo Congjun was trying to do.
"Continue, don't stop." Huo Congjun's tone was very friendly, and he seemed to be steaming.
Lu Wenbin could only lower his head again and poke the needle in the direction of the end of the thread.
"It'll be better if it's a little more to the left. It won't affect it. The next needle will be straight." Ling Ran made adjustments to Lu Wenbin bit by bit. After making adjustments to the surgery, Lu Wenbin at least knew what the standard level of operation was like.
After that, if he performed more surgeries, he would almost be able to reach the Specialist Level independently.
Of course, he was not even at the Novice Level yet. Ling Ran was not in a hurry, and he taught slowly. For him, teaching others was definitely not as comfortable as performing surgery himself, but it was still a good adjustment.
Lu Wenbin was a little nervous. The next needle was a little off, and he could not help but become even more nervous.
Through the microscope, a very large area could be seen, but when the doctor operated, if the force of the fingers was slightly uneven, the needle would be very far off. This was also the most difficult part of microsurgery.
The requirement for fine details was too high.
Lu Wenbin could not help but stop.
Huo Congjun saw that his appearance had affected the surgery, and he quickly said, "I'm actually here to inform you. Ling Ran, bring Yu Yuan to the meeting later. It's the meeting organized by Academician Zhu Tongyi."
Before Ling Ran could say anything, Lu Wenbin shouted, "Shouldn't I be the one following?"
"Didn't you go last time?" Huo Congjun's tone seemed to be even stranger.
"Is this evenly distributed?" Lu Wenbin quickly said, "I've been with Doctor Ling the longest, and I'm most familiar with Doctor Ling's surgical habits. If there's an on-site surgery, isn't it the most suitable for me to go?"
Huo Congjun shook his head. "You went last time for a month. This time, you should give the opportunity to other colleagues."
He deliberately talked about this matter from a non-medical point of view, and it made Lu Wenbin speechless.
If attending the meeting was seen as a benefit, then of course, it should be done in turn.
Yu Yuan and Lu Wenbin were both resident doctors, so it was obviously not a problem for Yu Yuan to attend the meeting first.
Only Lu Wenbin was unhappy. He was no longer the young man who was so poor that he went crazy. He was a young man who had saved enough money for a down payment. Why would he care about traveling to Shanghai or eating good food …
He sincerely wanted to participate in the international meeting.
Huo Congjun did not give Lu Wenbin a chance to choose. He turned around and asked Ling Ran, "You and Yu Yuan are fine, right?"
"I'm fine, but the invitation letter …"
"The department will reimburse Yu Yuan's expenses. You can't go alone. It's too unsafe." Huo Congjun shook his head, and he looked worried.
Ling Ran did not mind. For him, it was good to have an assistant he was familiar with, but he could still use an assistant he was not familiar with. It was just like when he performed freelance surgery in Yiyuan County. Not only was he not familiar with the assistant, but he also needed to understand the equipment, but he still performed the finger replantation surgery perfectly.
In comparison, the difficulty of Achilles tendon repair surgery was much lower than finger replantation surgery.
Only Lu Wenbin let out a mournful cry, and his whole body became weak and powerless.
Huo Congjun smiled and gave a few more instructions before he turned around and left the operating theater. He then asked someone to call Yu Yuan over.
Yu Yuan was wearing a large white coat that reached her knees. She wore a pair of big black-rimmed glasses, and she looked like she was cosplaying. She looked at Department Director Huo with a confused look, and she did not know what she did wrong.
"Yu Yuan, you graduated with a master's degree. You've been in our department for three years, right? Is it time for you to be evaluated as an attending physician?" Huo Congjun's attitude was very kind.
"I haven't been a chief resident before." Yu Yuan's tone was a little distant. According to the rules of Yun Hua Hospital, a surgeon must be a chief resident before he or she could be evaluated as an attending physician.
Chief residents were very special, and it was the most basic requirement for them to be on call twenty-four hours a day. Depending on the department, it was normal for them to work eighteen or twenty-four hours a day. Although they could only stay on call for eight or ten months, the degree of exhaustion was definitely more than that of a college entrance examination.
However, such a chief resident was not a common person in the hospital. He or she had to go through the department's recruitment process before he or she could take up the post.
Yu Yuan had changed treatment groups three times in three years, but none of them were willing to hire her as a chief resident. That meant that she would be evaluated as an attending physician even further away. From this point of view, Yu Yuan's career was not very smooth. Other people were not even willing to exploit her.
Huo Congjun looked at Yu Yuan, but he could not read any useful information from her face.
"Yu Yuan," Huo Congjun called her again.
"Yes."
"I'll remember your position as a chief resident. Based on your performance during this period of time, I don't think it will be a problem to hire you." Huo Congjun had been a department leader for twenty years, and he was very good at painting a picture.
Yu Yuan was a little surprised. She knew that her surgical skills needed to be perfected, but she did not expect that she would have a chance now.
Huo Congjun smiled and said, "Before that, I want to arrange a task for you. The day after tomorrow, I'm going to let you follow Ling Ran to participate in the International Sports Orthopedics Academic Conference. Your task is very simple. You have to follow Ling Ran there and bring him back to me."
"Huh?" Yu Yuan did not seem to understand at all.
"No one, and I mean no one, is allowed to get close to Ling Ran, understand?" Huo Congjun's tone became stern. "Lu Wenbin is too sly, and his personality is too casual. He let Ling Ran come into contact with him too often. This time, you can't make the same mistake."
Yu Yuan did not understand and said, "Who are you talking about?"
"No one!" Huo Congjun looked at Yu Yuan and said, "Bring Ling Ran back to me, and your task will be considered complete. If Ling Ran doesn't come back, you don't have to come back, understand? "
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