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Chapter 296

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In the operating theater.

Ling Ran did not care about how many people were watching his surgery.

He never cared about this.

When Ling Ran was satisfied, he did not care about the Englishman at all. He just enjoyed his surgery time.

He used an extremely meticulous technique to heal the weightlifter's Achilles tendon. Then, he tried his best to preserve the vascular network and sutured a few larger blood vessels.

All sorts of exclamation marks and exclamations could be heard in Brandon's livestream. Brandon even received a rare gift.

Wallace 2781's questions came one after another.

Brandon was overwhelmed by all of this.

But not all of them got an answer from Ling Ran.

It was never Ling Ran's style to grant all requests.

However, Wallace 2781 still kept asking questions, and he did not seem embarrassed at all.

The later the surgery, the more questions he had, because the second half of Plan A was very different from normal surgical methods, especially when it came to the vascular network. It could be said to be completely different.

Ling Ran was already very familiar with it, but in the eyes of others, there were too many questions.

Even an expert could only talk endlessly about what they knew. It was not easy to draw inferences about other things from one instance. If a fifty-year-old hospital director were to play a hospital management game, he would be able to ask eighty meaningless and ridiculous questions within three minutes of entering the game.

And in surgery, a surgical method that no one was familiar with could produce one hundred and eighty questions.

The normal way of learning surgery was to first read and watch videos, then observe the surgery many times, and then participate in the surgery as a second or first assistant many times before it was time to challenge the surgery.

Of course, that was the process of a weak resident doctor.

Great doctors were much more willful.

For example, Wallace 2781 wanted to understand the whole process by asking questions, and then perform the surgery.

Plan A was originally an improved plan. For doctors who knew Achilles tendon repair, the difficulty was in the operation itself, not the surgical method.

Brandon was a little embarrassed.

However, it was useless even if he was embarrassed.

He did not dare to remind his teacher that he was livestreaming, or rather, how many people were watching the livestream. Sixty-two people was a lot. Brandon wanted to show off, but he was still concerned about the occasion.

"Chief Physician Ji, please deal with the blood vessels." Ling Ran's hands moved quickly, but he spoke slowly.

Of course, if he were to go at his fastest speed, then his current speed was just normal.

It was just like when a racer was testing his car in a race. Even when he reached 200 kilometers per hour, he still needed to be focused. If his movements were slightly out of place, he would be in trouble. Moreover, that was a speed that normal people would not be able to run at. But for a racer, this speed was a breeze.

The tension brought with it a sense of relaxation, and could not be sustained in the long term.

"Okay," Ji Tianlu replied and buried himself in his work.

He did not feel relaxed at all.

Speaking of which, Ji Tianlu was already a middle-aged man in his 40s. It was impossible for him to be as quick-witted, agile, and agile as a young man.

Doctors at Ji Tianlu's age no longer pursued speed. If there was a need, they could still maintain their speed for a period of time. However, they were still old and frail. Even if they did not have a midlife crisis, middle-aged doctors' goal was no longer to perform surgeries quickly.

Performing surgeries well, performing some complicated surgeries, and solving some difficult and miscellaneous diseases could be considered middle-aged doctors' private goals. As for doctors like Ji Tianlu, he was more willing to leave something behind, such as new surgical methods, new surgical plans, or overall changes in the perioperative period, and so on.

Of course, the term "fast" and "slow" here were relative.

Even if Ji Tianlu was a little slower, he was still a racer who could run at 200 kilometers per hour for a long time. Sometimes, it was a little hard for him to run at 350 kilometers per hour, but he could still last for a long time at 300 kilometers per hour.

Ordinary resident doctors were still learning how to get a driver's license. To them, being fast or slow did not mean anything.

Only a young and skilled racer like Ling Ran could treat other people's high speed as low speed, and treat other people's extreme speed as cruising speed.

It was also because of his experience that Ji Tianlu also knew that Ling Ran did not deliberately increase his speed.

He was just the kind of doctor who quietly worked as the chief surgeon and asked his assistants to cooperate with him. In the end, his assistants would be exhausted to death.

"It's almost done. I'll suture a few more blood vessels." Ling Ran said it as if he had eaten his fill of hotpot and was served a plate of watermelon.

Ji Tianlu could not stop him, so he remained silent and did not hear it at that time.

Therefore, Ling Ran grabbed a few small blood vessels and sutured them so that the patient's vascular network was more complete. He also took the opportunity to satisfy his craving.

"Alright. Let's suture the skin. How's the blood pressure? "Ling Ran did not have a monitor in front of him, so he could only ask the anesthetist.

Speaking of which, having only one monitor was quite unique to China. Many countries would be equipped with a secondary monitor for anesthetists so that they could understand the situation during the surgery.

It was probably because of the hardworking and simple style in China that they reduced the number of monitors from two to one from the beginning, and it continued to this day. Ordinary surgeons were also probably not willing to read the monitor by themselves.

The anesthetist answered very quickly, "It's normal."

"Alright." Ling Ran put down the instrument, looked at the monitor, and went out.

As the first assistant, Chief Physician Ji Tianlu obediently sutured the skin, and Yu Yuan helped him as the second assistant.

The meeting room became inexplicably quiet.

Some doctors from other places laughed as they watched the young and promising Chief Physician Ji Tianlu suture the skin. For the doctors in the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center, even if this kind of funny thing happened a few times, it would still be very funny.

'Hehehe.

'Chuckle.

'Chuckle.'

The doctors let out all kinds of smiles. Some pharmaceutical sales representatives who had been bullied by senior doctors also laughed heartily. 'Hehehe …'

The pharmaceutical sales representatives had never seen such a good show before, so it was natural for them to feel good watching it.

Huang Maoshi could not help but smile.

A female doctor who passed by felt her heart skip a beat when she saw this. She took the initiative to walk forward and said with a smile, "I've never seen you before. Which unit are you from?"

"I'm from Changxi Medical Company." Huang Maoshi smiled.

The female doctor was slightly disappointed. He was not a doctor.

Huang Maoshi was too familiar with their expressions. He thought in displeasure, 'I really want to tell you my current salary!'

In a flash, Huang Maoshi began to persuade himself in his heart. 'Don't be too arrogant. It's not time to fly yet.'

"Which doctor did you come with?" The female doctor glanced at Huang Maoshi's face again and felt that she was too picky. She smiled guiltily and introduced herself. "I work in the Orthopedics Department of the Fourth People's Hospital. My name card …"

Huang Maoshi quickly took it and said, "My name is Huang Maoshi. I came with … Doctor Ling Ran from Yun Hua Hospital …"

"Then I know, I know." The female doctor looked around and asked, "Is Doctor Ling Ran here? Let's add each other on WeChat. "

Huang Maoshi did not know how the other party knew about Ling Ran. He did not want to know either, so he added the other party on WeChat and said, "Doctor Ling is performing surgery, right? The one just now."

"Huh, you said that this Achilles tendon repair was performed by Doctor Ling? That's right, he was the one who performed Plan A just now, "the female doctor shouted excitedly and introduced the surgery to the doctors around her.

Some of the doctors present knew about it but did not say anything. Some did not know about it and asked for details. For a time, the name "Ling Ran" and "Ling Ran" were heard one after another.

There were also those who had received the news before, and they loudly expressed that they had the advantage of knowing the information beforehand.

Huang Maoshi could not help but snort a few times. He could not suppress the swelling in his heart, and he said to the female doctor in front of him, "In fact, in Yun Hua Hospital …"

"Wow, Doctor Ling …" The female doctor left Huang Maoshi and walked quickly to the door.

Huang Maoshi turned around and saw the expressionless Ling Ran return to the meeting room under Brandon's lead.

"Doctor Ling, the surgery was done very well."

"It was a great surgery."

"Very interesting."

The doctors congratulated Ling Ran in Mandarin and other languages. On one hand, it was out of politeness, and on the other hand, it was because Ling Ran's surgery was really good. The foreigners in the room were surprised, and the doctors from Chinese also gained a lot of face. The atmosphere was very lively for a moment.

"Doctor Ling, I have a patient with an Achilles tendon rupture. He is also an athlete, and he is worried about the surgery …" A doctor from South Africa squeezed to the front of the crowd and took the lead to ask Ling Ran a question that was not really a question.

Then, he began to describe the patient's condition and asked, "Doctor Ling, are you willing to take a look at his medical record?"

It was very common in the medical field, especially in the field of surgery, to introduce patients to other doctors.

Many surgeons, especially foreign doctors, specialized in a few surgical methods and performed many surgical methods at the same time. For ordinary patients, it was not a problem to operate on them with ordinary skills.

However, for patients with higher requirements, doctors who charged extremely high fees did not dare to act rashly.

After receiving a reasonable fee, they would then introduce the patient to other doctors. This was the most normal thing to do.

Asking for medical records could be an excellent way to get to know a patient for the first time.

Huang Maoshi, who was walking over, was a little stunned when he heard this. 'How much money do you earn in a month when you operate on foreigners?

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