The middle-aged woman under regional anesthesia was quiet for a few minutes.
During this short interval, Ling Ran used the conventional arthroscopic approach and inserted the arthroscope into the knee joint.
The arthroscope looked like a long iron rod, and it was also very thin.
The front end of the thin iron rod was the part of the lens. It could record the inside of the joint and transmit the signal, which would then be played on the screen above the operating table.
In American movies, it was common to see SWAT officers insert a long soft metal tube into a room and look at the screen at the door to confirm the situation in the room. It was essentially the same as an arthroscope.
It was just that the SWAT officers saw a bigger room, and the doctors saw a smaller room.
Ling Ran looked at the screen, and just like how the SWAT officers identified their enemies, he first confirmed the state of the meniscus. This process was the so-called 'investigation'.
If he only did the examination without treatment, the doctor's work would be over at this point, and it would also be considered a surgery. But this time, it was a meniscoplasty. Ling Ran informed her, "It's almost the same as what you see in the MRI scan. We'll start."
As he spoke, Ling Ran skillfully inserted a 2.0-millimeter guide needle, followed by a 4.0-millimeter drill.
The middle-aged woman lying on the operating table was a little afraid. At this time, her fear overshadowed the fear of Ling Ran's broken leg. She could not help but ask, "Doctor Ling, do you have any siblings?"
"No."
"Oh, not having siblings is a plus, but it's hard to say … I have a few friends, and they're all only daughters. I can't say that I'm not interested in houses, but with your condition, I don't think it's particularly important whether you have a house or not. Don't you think so?" The middle-aged woman laughed and said, "You're a doctor, and you even performed surgery on Liu Weichen. You should be able to afford a house, right?"
"I don't know." Ling Ran stared at the screen.
"You're still young. It's normal that you can't afford a house. Can your family pay for it?"
"I don't know …"
"Your family isn't from Shanghai … I remember. When I saw the doctor, he said that you're from Yun Hua. Are you from Yun Hua here to develop your career? Actually, it's not that I want to say this, but if you come from another city to develop your career, it's also very beautiful to find a girl who has a house. My friends are all from good families, and the girls are also beautiful. By the way, Doctor Ling, do you have a girlfriend? "
Ling Ran felt that the surgery was about to be disrupted.
Compared to open surgeries, arthroscopic surgeries required doctors to be more skillful. It was like a training ground in a conch. Chatting like this was really distracting.
Ling Ran gave the anesthetist a look.
The anesthetist whose surname was not Pan took the hint and added a tranquilizer.
The woman was obviously affected by the anesthetic. Her eyes were so tired that they were about to close, but she said, "I have a relative's child. He's definitely good-looking, but he's a little older. He was born in 1994, but he works in a bank. His family has 10 million in their bank account. He doesn't even need to work, so he can take care of the family …"
"Increase the dosage."
The anesthetist who was not a Pan anesthetist gave him some sedatives.
The auntie closed her eyes, but her mouth seemed to have muscle memory and continued to speak. "I have a sister who has two daughters. The elder daughter has already married overseas, and the younger daughter studied in England. She was called back by her parents no matter what. She's a teacher in a university, and she's very obedient. She's now bought a three-bedroom apartment and rented a small apartment …"
Ling Ran gave the anesthetist who was not a Pan anesthetist a look again.
This time, the anesthetist who was not a Pan anesthetist did not listen to Ling Ran. He turned and asked the auntie's ear, "Do you have a phone number? Or how do you contact her? Tell me. "
The auntie struggled to open her eyes and asked in a daze, "What do you want to do?"
"I'm not married either." The anesthetist who was not a Pan anesthetist showed a shy smile and said, "I'm a local, and I have a proper job. I have relatives who work in the government. I also have a house, and I bought a shop. I have a car … "
"You can't."
"Hey, why can't I? I say, auntie, I'm in the hospital all day long. If I worked eight hours a day and five days a week, I would have gotten married ten years ago …"
The auntie hummed in acknowledgment. She tilted her head and started snoring.
The anesthetist who was not a Pan anesthetist was stunned for a second. He then raised his head to look at the monitor and said unhappily, "Auntie, your tolerance is really good, but you're pretending to be asleep with tubes all over your body. That's too disrespectful to the anesthetist … Most people don't snore even after using tranquilizers. You …"
The auntie's snoring stopped.
The anesthetist who was not a Pan anesthetist looked at the monitor again, sighed, and said to Ling Ran, "She's really asleep …"
The young nurses in the room tried hard not to laugh out loud.
The anesthetist who was not a Pan anesthetist helped himself out of the predicament. He calmly sat down and said, "It's not easy. We anesthetists don't just need to administer drugs, we also need to do psychological counseling …"
It was not just the operating theater that burst into laughter. The demonstration room also burst into laughter.
As they laughed, a few resident doctors and young attending physicians' eyes turned red.
"Line 2."
Ling Ran was full of energy in the operating theater.
Ever since he was young, he liked to focus on one thing.
When he was in class, he would focus on the class. He could not be distracted by the notes sent by girls. Ling Ran once responded politely, but the result was a lot of notes flying at him. If it were not for the teacher treating him differently and giving him understanding, Ling Ran might even be criticized!!!
By the same logic, when he was in physical education class, he should focus on running when he was supposed to run, and when he was supposed to play basketball, he should focus on playing basketball. He should not stop just because of a girl's confession. When he was taking exams, he had to take them seriously. When he was eating, he had to eat seriously. Focus was a necessary skill to maintain a normal life.
After he entered medical school and entered the hospital, Ling Ran had always been focused.
Right now, all Ling Ran wanted to do was to focus on the surgery.
That was what he did.
"I'm starting to suture."
Ling Ran reminded them before he used the suture hook to perform the vertical mattress suture.
Ling Ran had obtained the Specialist Level Vertical Mattress Suture a long time ago, but this suture technique was rarely used. After all, before arthroscopy, the vertical mattress suture could only suture loose skin. Even if he stayed in the emergency room, he would not encounter a single case of this in a week. This showed that men were still very good at protecting their bodies.
However, the beauty of technology was that there was always room for it to be used. Even if the room was very small for a group or society, it was extremely important for an individual.
When it came to suturing under arthroscopy, the vertical mattress suture was better than normal interrupted suture.
Around twenty minutes later, Ling Ran's arthroscopy ended. He did not even need an assistant.
"Push it out and prepare for the next surgery." After Ling Ran checked that there was no problem, he put down the instrument and went out.
The best thing about being a chief surgeon was that he did not need to do any chores. It was easy, and he had a sense of identity.
Ji Tianlu, who was in the demonstration room, watched the entire surgery. He had a lot of words to say, so he immediately went out.
"How did you train your arthroscopy?!" If Ji Tianlu had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed it.
Ling Ran was a little embarrassed and said, "I've been spending all my time on Achilles tendon repairs recently …"
Ji Tianlu stared at Ling Ran for a few seconds before he turned around and left.
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