The International Sports Orthopedics Academic Conference was held on time.
Academician Zhu Tongyi went on stage as the host, and he said three jokes in one go, which made everyone laugh.
After that, it was a long and professional academic speech.
In the middle, the host had to show up and tell a few jokes to attract everyone's attention.
Ling Ran sat in the audience seat near the front, and he listened as if he understood something. It was a common practice for everyone to speak in English during international academic conferences held in China. The reason was that … doctors who knew a little of English, those who did not know English, and those who did not have a good command of English could not understand what was said in the conference.
This was especially so when Indians, Japanese, Koreans, Argentinians, and all non-native English speakers went on stage. Even doctors who had a good command of English could not understand what was said.
Therefore, after the first academic speech, the foreigners left one after another.
It was not good for the Chinese doctors to leave for the time being to support the conference.
However, even in front of the Chinese people, the Chinese doctors on the stage still spoke in Chinglish.
The last few foreigners could not take it anymore and left.
The Chinese doctors who gave the speech on the stage could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. When there were still foreigners in the hall, they had a certain psychological burden when they spoke English in a stuttering manner. They were all talents cultivated through quality education, and they also hoped that they would not bring shame to their motherland. When the foreigners left, this burden was gone, and they could speak English casually. After all, no one could understand them. They just had to repeat some sentences in their mouths, and it would be fine once they got over it.
Ling Ran quietly stood up and left the hall.
Ji Tianlu and Brandon, who were at the door, looked a little anxious.
"If you didn't come out, I would have called you." Ji Tianlu was the department director of the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center, but he could move freely and did not need to go to the hall to fill up the numbers.
Ling Ran scratched his head. "Have you found a suitable patient?"
"And you've set up a live broadcast." Ji Tianlu pointed at Brandon.
Brandon immediately nodded and said, "I've asked someone to set up the network. Now I can do a live broadcast, and the teacher will also watch in real time."
Ling Ran could not help but look at Brandon in a higher light and asked, "What surgery?"
"Achilles tendon repair," Brandon answered without hesitation.
He did not know how good Ling Ran's arthroscopy was, but he was very curious about Ling Ran's Achilles tendon repair.
Ling Ran nodded. "Then, Achilles tendon repair?"
He looked at Ji Tianlu.
"Sure," Ji Tianlu answered without hesitation.
"Doctor Ling Ran, shall we start the livestream now?" As Brandon spoke, he switched on his phone and turned to Ling Ran.
Ling Ran tilted his head in a very good manner, and he flashed a faint smile.
He tilted his head and smiled. and smiled. Parents in kindergarten who did not know each other would spend a few days' worth of their income to buy a roll of film, and they could only take 28 or 30 pictures at a time. After taking pictures of the whole family, they would often deliberately take one picture of Ling Ran, just so that when they showed the picture to their relatives and friends, they could talk about this incredibly handsome classmate of their daughter (or son).
If there was a record of the number of likes in the photo album that he showed to his relatives and friends who visited him, Ling Ran's photo would probably be the one with the highest number of likes.
Brandon was surprised by Ling Ran's camera sense.
He actually liked his life as a uploader. To Brandon, showing his life to hundreds or thousands of viewers or more was much more enjoyable than showing off in front of a few people in the operating theater.
The main problem was that he could not show off in front of a few people in the operating theater.
Having a great teacher and many elite seniors and juniors, the life of a junior disciple was very difficult.
Brandon aimed his phone's camera at Ling Ran for a long time. He looked at the number of viewers on the screen, which was in the single digits. He smiled and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm now broadcasting my surgery in Shanghai, China. I've already obtained the approval of the local hospital, and I've also gotten the consent of the patient and his family members. These are the documents I obtained …
Brandon was making a backup for himself, and he was also explaining the situation to his teacher and students to avoid unnecessary lawsuits.
Ling Ran walked in front quietly. He did not approve of Brandon's actions, but he did not dislike them either.
Compared to other people, this Englishman was at least useful. After all, Ling Ran did not even get to perform surgeries. Once Brandon mentioned it, he managed to find patients, which was not easy.
During the conference, Zhu Tongyi was very strict with the management of the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center. He could not use the empty operating theaters and hospital beds as he pleased, because he was worried that there would not be enough space when there was a need.
The scale of his research center was small to begin with. If he did not do this, it would be very easy for him to run into problems.
Of course, Brandon's request could not be considered "used as he pleased". His identity as a uploader even came into play. Zhu Tongyi did not know anything about live broadcasts, but he knew that Brandon's video could be directly uploaded overseas for Wallace and the others to see, so Zhu Tongyi agreed to it right away.
Perhaps in Zhu Tongyi's mind, this was equivalent to the Chinese New Year's Gala being connected to a branch venue.
Brandon talked as he walked. When he reached the operating theater, there were still only a few viewers in the single digits.
Fortunately, they were all real viewers, and Brandon's minimum requirement was met.
Brandon's minimum requirement was three viewers. If there were less than three viewers, he would just end the live broadcast.
Ji Tianlu watched him talk nonstop, and he found it a little funny.
He was at the age where he knew a little about live broadcasts, but at the same time, he did not quite understand them. But his English was good enough that he could completely understand what Brandon said, so he could not help but laugh.
Ling Ran's expression remained the same. He showered, changed into his underwear, and changed into scrubs as usual. During this process, he chased Brandon out of the operating theater.
"Next, we're going to operate on a weightlifter from China. This weightlifter was once a local champion, and he's probably at the county level. But as far as I know, the local population is as high as twenty million, and it's very scary …
"Ling Ran is a doctor of the younger generation in China. He just graduated from medical school not long ago, and it seems like this …
"Today, he's going to perform an Achilles tendon repair surgery, which is to suture the Achilles tendon …"
Brandon said some useless things to fill up the time, just like how he usually did during live broadcasts. It could also be considered as an introduction to the lecturers who might come, and the doctors from the same hospital who should be watching the live broadcast.
Ling Ran completely ignored him. It was rare for him to see a patient on the operating table, and Ling Ran's eyes were shining.
"Feed the medicine to Dalang." Ling Ran almost grabbed the scalpel.
The patient was still curious about the foreigner's filming, and when he heard the strange term, he shook his head, and his sturdy body, which weighed more than one hundred and eighty pounds, relaxed.
Ling Ran secretly looked at the position of his calf. After he confirmed the situation, he said, "I want to make a big incision."
This was what he said to the anesthetist.
The anesthetist looked at the BIS module on the monitor screen, waited for a few seconds, and said, "The depth is suitable. Dalang is fast asleep, Young Qing can enter."
Ling Ran had always been immune to all forms of ridicule. He held the bow and made a big incision in one go.
"Doctor Ling, do you like a bigger incision?" Brandon asked with his phone in his hand.
Ji Tianlu acted as the interpreter and repeated what Ling Ran said.
Ling Ran said without raising his head, "The patient hopes for a healthier Achilles tendon, and he doesn't care about the length of the scar on his calf."
Brandon smiled and said, "Although he doesn't care, a smaller incision will make him happier, right? Many of my patients used to not care about this, but in recent years, their thoughts have changed …"
* Beep, beep. *
His phone vibrated soundlessly, which meant that there was a message.
Brandon looked over in surprise. For livestreamers like him, who only had a few viewers, it was a blessing to have a message.
The message was from Wallace 2781. [Point the camera at the surgical area!]
When he saw the word "Wallace", Brandon immediately felt more shocked than happy. 'Does my instructor think that I talk too much?'
Brandon immediately moved the camera closer so that he could get a clearer view of the surgical field.
Ling Ran's fingers, which were wearing white gloves, were methodically separating the Achilles tendon.
Brandon watched with his own eyes as the messy surgical area became orderly.
Brandon was shocked, and his phone started to vibrate continuously.
"Is this a surgery in China?"
"It's a very high standard."
"Let me see the surgeon's face."
"Who can find his information?"
Brandon's instructor, Wallace, had obviously used the voice function of the livestream as an email. He kept giving out orders.
His disciples had no choice but to give him a series of answers.
Wallace had been famous for many years, and the doctors he had taught were all over the world. However, he managed to gather quite a number of people through the livestream today.
Brandon saw with his own eyes that the number of viewers at the bottom left corner of his phone had increased to two digits, and he could not help but shudder.
Among his fellow disciples, there were some who were very powerful.
If there were more than ten people watching the livestream now, there might be a few amazing senior disciples watching it.
Brandon could not help but become spirited when he spoke, and the content of the livestream became more medical. "Doctor Ling has started to deal with the Achilles tendon. He places great importance on the blood vessels around it, and he treats them with great spirit …
"In the previous video, Doctor Ling sutured the blood vessels very quickly. Now, we can see that his priority is not to treat the Achilles tendon itself, but the vascular network around the Achilles tendon.
"Hmm … his speed is not very fast, but the sequence is completely different from our normal Achilles tendon repair surgery. They call it Plan A, and it sounds very futuristic. "
Brandon wanted to say more, but his phone vibrated madly again. So much so that Wallace had to turn off this function first before he looked at the message.
[Wallace 2781: Zoom in!]
[Wallace 2781: You don't need to explain for everyone!
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