The dissection room was located in the basement, and it was cold to begin with. Doctor Qu looked at the incomplete cadaver, as well as Ling Ran and Yu Yuan, who were dressed professionally, and he could not help but have goosebumps.
He chuckled, and his voice trembled involuntarily. "Doctor Ling, I know you don't mean that, but it's really a little scary."
"I'll give you a massage." Ling Ran was not good at analyzing other people's psychology, and he could not guess what Doctor Qu meant by "this". He just wanted to touch the bones of a normal person to make a comparison.
Massage was the best idea Ling Ran could think of.
As he spoke, Ling Ran touched Doctor Qu's neck.
"You should move to a warm place, or you might be sued." Doctor Qu felt the heat of Ling Ran's palm, and he was slightly relieved for a few seconds. However, as Ling Ran fiddled with his bones, Doctor Qu could not help but feel emotional.
It was normal for a normal person to feel emotional when he stood in the dissection room.
Doctor Qu suddenly regretted a little. Why did he come here alone to report the good news?
If he was torn into pieces and mixed with the cadaver, it was really hard to say whether anyone would find him.
At this time, Ling Ran let go of his hand and asked, "Why would you be sued?"
"Because …" Doctor Qu originally wanted to tell a joke to ease the atmosphere, but when he saw Ling Ran's serious expression and Yu Yuan's puzzled expression, he suddenly became speechless.
This topic was really not suitable for him to delve into.
When Ling Ran saw that Doctor Qu did not say anything, he did not continue to ask. He used the massage method to grab Doctor Qu's neck and shake it.
Doctor Qu felt a little pain, a little pleasure, and a little fear as he looked forward. He was full of regret, and his eyes were absent-minded.
"The shape of the cervical vertebra should be fine." Ling Ran let go of Doctor Qu's neck.
"Oh," Yu Yuan said. She picked up the cadaver's cervical vertebra and let Ling Ran make another comparison.
Ling Ran took the knife and carefully dissected it to observe.
He had just learned the tracheotomy on Chestnut, the police dog. To be able to make more accurate judgments when he used it in the future, he deliberately learned it on the cadaver.
Simple dissection and treatment were different.
Treatment was to create as small a wound as possible. For example, in a tracheotomy, the wound would only be as thick as a finger. Some could even be made smaller, but dissection was the best weapon to reduce the size of the wound.
If a doctor was very familiar with the anatomical structure around the larynx, he would naturally be able to avoid some key parts, such as thyroid damage that often occurred during tracheotomy. If the doctor's anatomical skills were good enough, the probability of this kind of mistake happening was very low.
Unfortunately, most of the doctors did not have the experience and opportunity to conduct a detailed field dissection.
There were plenty of doctors who knew a little about anatomy but did not know much about it.
Most surgeons' arrogance was built on the fact that they had practiced the same surgical method dozens, hundreds, or even hundreds of times. However, they might not necessarily have a good foundation.
This was especially so when it came to knowledge like anatomy. Doctors more or less knew a little about it, but if they wanted to be very skilled in it, they would need a lot of resources. Many attending physicians had never dissected a corpse on their own until they retired. Many medical students would watch the dissection of one corpse per class when they were studying. After they graduated, they would enter general hospitals to perform dissections, and if they were promoted step by step, they would not have the chance to dissect corpses.
The experience of dissecting upper limbs three thousand times that day brought about a qualitative change. It could even be said that there were not many surgeons in the world who had this experience.
However, other than the experience of dissecting hands, Ling Ran's anatomical experience was also lacking.
This cadaver had given Ling Ran an almost perfect lesson.
Ling Ran cherished it and worked hard.
Doctor Qu, who was released, watched by the side for a while while feeling cold. He gradually calmed down, and the thought of taking advantage of Ling Ran rose in his mind. He looked around, smiled, and asked, "Why are there only two sets of equipment in the room?"
Ling Ran looked at Doctor Qu with vigilance. He was still holding a scalpel in his hand.
Doctor Qu laughed awkwardly and patted his forehead. "Look at my memory. I have good news, so I came to inform you, Doctor Ling."
"Oh?"
"Academician Zhu is back, and he even brought a patient with an Achilles tendon rupture. He's waiting for you to perform the surgery. The whole process will be recorded in the demonstration room." Doctor Qu could not help but straighten his back.
As expected, a smile appeared on Ling Ran's face. But the moment he lowered his head, he said without hesitation, "Can a patient with an Achilles tendon rupture wait? If it can wait, let them wait for a while. "
"Wait for you … to dissect the corpse?"
"Yes," Ling Ran answered quickly. Two surgeries were not as important as dissecting a corpse.
An Achilles tendon rupture was a minor disease. If the patient was not an athlete, a normal attending physician could treat and operate on him.
At this moment, unless there were dozens or even hundreds of hospital beds, Ling Ran would not be able to walk out of the basement.
In the cold dissection room, Doctor Qu's brain worked very slowly. It took him a while to realize what was going on. He quickly said, "Then, I'll inform the department director."
He did not want to stay any longer. He chuckled, took a step back every two seconds, and quietly walked out of the dissection room.
Ling Ran and Yu Yuan, who were busy, ignored him.
After Doctor Qu left the room, he practically sprinted upstairs. Then, he found a place where the sun was bright and there were many people. He took a few deep breaths.
"Yun Hua Hospital is a haunted place." When Doctor Qu returned to his office, he still felt a little traumatized.
Ever since he graduated from medical school, he had rarely felt this way.
…..
When Ling Ran appeared in the bright and sunny place again, the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center was already unusually lively.
Volunteers from many universities stood in every corner of the hospital, and they protected every conference participant as if they were caring for mentally disabled children.
Ling Ran washed himself clean and changed into a new set of clothes. Then, he looked around curiously.
The last time he attended a similar conference was the Yun Hua International Medical Forum for Emergency Medicine held in Yun Hua. Compared to the International Sports Orthopedics Academic Conference organized by Academician Zhu, the former international conference was obviously not as prestigious.
A very direct example was when Ling Ran appeared in front of a volunteer, and the fair-skinned girl greeted him in excited English, "How are you?"
During the conference, people with Asian skin might not be able to understand Mandarin, so it was safer to use English.
Ling Ran just took a deep look at her and asked, "Who's in charge now?"
"Ah … You're from China? That's great." The girl became even more excited. She pursed her lips and stared at Ling Ran's face for a while before she boldly said, "I'll bring you there."
"It's not too troublesome …"
"It's not troublesome. One of our tasks as volunteers is to lead the way." She no longer wanted to work as a volunteer. She wanted to hold Ling Ran's hand, turn around, and run.
Ling Ran hesitated a little and said, "You just need to tell me the location of Academician Zhu or Department Director Ji Tianlu."
Ling Ran took out his phone and waved it. "My phone is out of battery."
"I have a charger." The girl immediately handed it to him. She watched Ling Ran charge it and said, "I'll bring you there. It'll take a while to charge it before it can be turned on."
"Just wait for a few minutes."
"No!" The girl immediately said, "That's not good for the phone. I'll bring you there."
Ling Ran did not want to waste time. When he saw that the girl insisted, he nodded and agreed.
The girl immediately became happy. She quickly brought Ling Ran to a place with fewer people and tried to get information out of him. "Are you a doctor from the research center or a guest in the conference?"
"Guest."
"Oh, which hospital is it?"
"Yun Hua Hospital?"
"Yun Hua Hospital? Which Yun Hua Hospital? Can you tell me the full name? "
"Yun Hua Hospital."
"Oh, I'll remember it!" The girl nodded repeatedly and continued to bring him upstairs.
After a few steps, another volunteer saw Ling Ran. At the same time, she also saw the volunteer girl walking beside him.
The former only hesitated for two seconds before she quickly walked over.
"Hello …" The new volunteer girl greeted him in English.
"I'm from China." Ling Ran smiled politely.
"That's great. You're also from China … By the way, are you a guest or a doctor from this hospital?" The new girl ignored the girl who rolled her eyes at her. She smiled and exuded courage.
"Yun Hua Hospital." Ling Ran smiled and nodded.
"I'll remember it." The girl he just met was exuding happiness.
After they turned another corner …
"Hi …"
"I'm from China."
"Wow, you're a doctor from China? You're a doctor from the research center, and you're a guest!"
"Yun Hua Hospital."
Ling Ran repeated.
Based on his life experience, repetition was sometimes the easiest choice.
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