"The bone is quite soft."
"The periosteum is quite tough. Don't we need to peel it off?"
"The normal way is to peel it off. We don't do that here."
"Delicious."
Zuo Cidian grabbed a rib and bit it hard, like a husky gnawing on a bone.
Yu Yuan held the rib with her small hands, which were suitable for hooking out appendices and babies with dystocia. She used her small teeth, which were suitable for opening pine nuts, to gently bite the rib and pull it off bit by bit.
Ling Ran's movements were more ordinary. He grabbed the ribs with one hand and bit down on one side of the meat with his teeth. Then, he tore off a large piece of meat along the direction of the bone. He chewed hard a few times before he raised his head and swallowed it.
"It's quite good without removing the fascia." Ling Ran gave her a thumbs up and praised.
"Without removing the periosteum, it's easier for the gravy to be preserved. The problem is that it's not easy to absorb the flavor when it's pickled, but we also have a solution. "You Fengyu was in a good mood after receiving Specialist Ling's praise, and he proudly showed off.
Zuo Cidian asked curiously, "What solution?"
"Take a guess." You Fengyu kept Ling Ran in suspense.
Ling Ran glanced at him and said, "Use a needle."
"Huh? Doctor Ling guessed it? "Not only was You Fengyu surprised, but several other doctors from Zhucheng Hospital were also surprised.
Ling Ran said, "I saw a needle hole."
"It's a cooked rib with seasoning, and you can still see a needle mark?" Although Yu Yuan was not good at surgery, the more she was like this, the more eager she was to understand the operating table.
"Of course," Ling Ran answered.
"It's like doing a physical examination."
"Hmm."
Yu Yuan silently muttered the word "attentive" and began to look for a needle hole.
Zuo Cidian finished the first rib and took another one.
You Fengyu finished the first rib and took another one.
Ling Ran finished the first rib and took another one.
When Yu Yuan raised her head again, the rest of the ribs were already empty.
"No more?" Yu Yuan was shocked, as if her winter rations were taken away.
"If it's not enough, I'll ask someone to grill another batch." You Fengyu chuckled and said, "This is roasted at a low temperature, so it's probably a little slow. We can watch a joint surgery first, then come back to eat some …"
"It's better if it's roasted at a low temperature. Less water will evaporate, so the meat will be tender and juicy." Zuo Cidian concluded from his experience.
"That's right. Moreover, you must brush it with sauce and bake it again. "You Fengyu was talking about the general public information. He didn't seem to be afraid that others would steal his words.
Zuo Cidian noticed Ling Ran's expression, so he deliberately asked, "If you're a little more patient when you're injecting the meat, the sauce that was injected into the steak will also be able to permeate it fully."
Yu Yuan could only listen to their conversation. She looked at the ribs in their hands and licked her lips. "I didn't find any needle holes."
"Maybe your vein just happened to be blocked," Zuo Cidian answered with a smile.
When the young resident doctor cleared the table, Zuo Cidian took out the small notebook again. Under Yu Yuan's entry, which was "Pay extra attention to feces", he wrote another line, [Slow reaction.]
…
The doctors who had eaten their fill of ribs staggered into the operating theater.
Zhang Pengyi, the attending physician who was ready to participate in the surgery, washed his hands, took his surgical gown, and entered the operating theater. When he saw that Ling Ran was also doing the same thing, he smiled warmly.
As for the other doctors, some of them were more particular and only applied some alcohol-based hand sanitizer. Some of them who were sloppy did not even apply any sanitizer on their faces and mouths. The color of Spanish chili was stuck on their lips. It was bright red, and they looked very doctor.
The patient who was ready for knee arthroscopy sat on the hospital bed and watched in a daze as a group of doctors with red lips rushed in.
"My colleagues, please take a look at the surgery. You don't have to worry." Zhang Pengyi explained to the patient and quickly said, "Let's use the supine position. Just lie down."
The patient looked at the doctors' lips, and he looked at the light blue walls on both sides a little anxiously before he quietly lay down.
Ling Ran stood in front of Zhang Pengyi at ease and acted as the first assistant.
When the original first assistant saw the department director and the others, he obediently made way for them.
"Doctor Ling, will you put a tourniquet on the thigh?" Zhang Pengyi asked Ling Ran tentatively.
"Okay." Ling Ran put the blue tourniquet on the patient and followed Zhang Pengyi to lay the drape.
Although Ling Ran did not get the position of chief surgeon, he was not in a hurry. There were clearly four knee arthroscopy surgeries on the surgery schedule today.
Zhang Pengyi used a marker to draw the position of the patella, the lateral joint space, the collateral ligament, and so on on the patient's skin.
As he drew, Attending Physician Zhang Pengyi gradually became confident. He asked, "Doctor Ling, how do you feel?"
"The anterior-medial approach is fine," Ling Ran calmly commented.
Zhang Pengyi listened to Ling Ran's tone, and for some reason, he became unconfident again. "The patient mainly has a problem with the anterior horn of the lateral meniscus …"
Ling Ran only hummed in acknowledgment.
For Ling Ran, who had mastered Perfect Level Meniscoplasty and Specialist Level Arthroscopy, no matter which approach Zhang Pengyi took, he could design a proper plan. It was just a matter of whether it was perfect or not, and whether it was risky.
Ling Ran did not know whether Zhang Pengyi had mastered a relatively comprehensive set of skills in arthroscopy.
While he observed, he cooperated with Zhang Pengyi, and actively carried out the medical feeding technique …
Zhang Pengyi felt more and more comfortable the more he performed, and he thought that he was doing well today. In the eyes of the other doctors around them, Ling Ran seemed to be kicking Zhang Pengyi's butt and running around madly.
After more than thirty minutes, the meniscoplasty was announced to be completed.
Zhang Pengyi himself was shocked by his own state. He excitedly took off his mask and said in a tone that he had prepared a long time ago, "I'll leave the rest to you."
Then, Zhang Pengyi turned and left.
After he left the operating theater, Zhang Pengyi quietly slowed down and waited for the other doctors to come out and praise him.
The door of the operating theater did not open again.
"Doctor Ling, your skills in arthroscopy are also very good."
"Doctor Ling, you hide your skills well. If we knew that you had such skills in arthroscopy, we could have gathered five or six cases in one go."
Department Director You Fengyu chuckled and complimented Ling Ran.
Ling Ran immediately said, "It's not too late now. We can get rid of the remaining ones."
"This … is mainly because I haven't talked to the patient's family about the specialist fees." You Fengyu's arm was thicker than Yu Yuan's head when he raised it, but he spoke very cautiously.
When a hospital hired a specialist to perform freelance surgery, the money given to the specialist was usually paid by the patient.
If they did not communicate in advance, it would be very troublesome to collect the money later.
Ling Ran said without hesitation, "Arthroscopy is not included in this program, so there's no need to pay specialist fees."
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