"Leg … Is the leg sutured?"
Li Xiaoning saw that Ling Ran was about to leave and shouted again.
Since the life-threatening problem was solved, it was natural to think further about whether the patient would be disabled, whether there would be sequelae, whether there would be pain, whether there would be scars …
Ling Ran stepped open the airtight access door. "It's done."
Li Xiaoning stretched her neck to take a look and saw that the torn wound on the leg was indeed tightened by the interrupted suture.
On the operating table, the resident doctor, whose name was easily forgotten, stared at Li Xiaoning eagerly.
Normally, the first assistant could suture a hairy leg that Boss Ling did not like. However, Doctor Zhou was not interested in hairy legs or bare legs, so the second assistant was lucky enough to take on this task.
In fact, Ling Ran left the task of abdominal closure to the second assistant. Doctor Zhou only needed to stand by and give guidance.
Li Xiaoning's face gradually became ruddy due to excessive blood loss. She looked at the second assistant's young and ugly face, and felt worried. She said, "I'll do the abdominal closure! Wait for me to wash my hands. "
Li Xiaoning said and went out of the operating theater.
Professor Huang grabbed her and said, "When was the last time you did abdominal closure?"
"Four … four years ago?" Li Xiaoning could not remember clearly.
Professor Huang shrugged. "I'll close the abdomen."
Then, Professor Huang looked at Chief Physician Tao. "Since you're here, let me close the abdomen, okay?"
Chief Physician Tao hummed and said to Doctor Zhou and the young resident doctor whose name he did not quite remember, "Professor Huang is the trauma expert of our University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The patient is his colleague's husband."
Doctor Zhou and the young doctor hummed in acknowledgment of Professor Huang's participation.
The latter quickly went out to wash his hands, then entered the operating theater, put on gloves, and began to close the abdomen.
Doctor Zhou looked at his technique and suddenly asked with interest, "Professor Huang, when was the last time you closed the abdomen?"
Professor Huang was stunned. He stood at the chief surgeon's position, recalled for a long time, and said, "I can't remember clearly."
"It's been four years, right?"
"Maybe … But I often do trauma sutures, so abdominal closure is a piece of cake." As Professor Huang spoke, he lowered his head and flipped the patient's belly. His eyes were so focused that he looked like a senior student revising for his college entrance examination questions …
"Professor Huang, do you want me to do the abdominal closure?" Even though Doctor Zhou said that, he had already returned to his original position.
Professor Huang took advantage of the situation and gave way.
Doctor Zhou confidently started to close the abdomen layer by layer.
As Professor Huang watched, he slowly recalled a few key points. His expression also became confident as he asked, "You're an attending physician, right? Do attending physicians in Yun Hua Hospital need to perform abdominal closure? "
"How is that possible? We don't have that much time to close an abdomen." Doctor Zhou's entire body reeked of salt. "The last time I did an abdomen closure was during Thanksgiving."
"Thanksgiving this year?"
"Last year." Doctor Zhou chuckled.
Professor Huang had a stomach full of complaints, but he couldn't spit them out. The last time he closed the abdomen was four years ago, which was still a long time ago.
The young resident doctor who was chased away from the chief surgeon's position raised his hand timidly. "I just performed an abdominal closure last week. The week before that, and the week before that."
Li Xiaoning felt weak all over. Looking at the room full of unreliable doctors, she wanted to cry, laugh, and cry at the same time.
…
After sending the patient out of the operating theater and into the recovery room, Li Xiaoning sat on the chair and did not want to get up.
The recovery room was the territory of the anesthetist, and it did not receive the patient's family.
Professor Huang also came out and smiled at Li Xiaoning. "No matter what, the patient is saved. After taking some Chinese medicine and recuperating, he will be a good man again."
Li Xiaoning forced a smile.
"One who survives a great disaster is bound to have good fortune later on. Think on the bright side." Chief Physician Tao also persuaded her and said, "I'll go to the emergency room first. You can look for me if you need anything …"
"Chief Physician Tao." Li Xiaoning stopped him and said, "Um, I want to watch a few more surgeries, is that okay?"
"Watch … Ling Ran's?"
"Yes."
Chief Physician Tao hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay, you're all in the industry, but it's best to tell Doctor Ling, it'll be more convenient."
"Chief Physician Tao, can you introduce me to him?" Li Xiaoning said a little embarrassedly, "I know this request might be a little too much …"
"Okay." Chief Physician Tao agreed again. Based on his experience, Ling Ran was not averse to requests like observing surgeries.
Professor Huang was also very interested in Ling Ran's surgery. Since he was already here, he excitedly followed Chief Physician Tao and Li Xiaoning to look for Ling Ran.
In the treatment room, Ling Ran and the others, who had already received a new patient, sat in a circle.
"It's so thick."
"It's broken? Can it be connected? "
"How did it break?"
A few doctors looked as if they could not bear to read about it, and the young nurses were even more excited and curious.
The patient's face was full of sorrow, and he kept muttering, "My wife is a dancer … My wife is a dancer …"
"Your wife is a dancer. What does it have to do with your penile fracture?" After Yu Yuan dealt with the young patient with intussusception, she returned to Ling Ran's treatment group.
Compared to Lu Wenbin and the others who empathized with the patient and sympathized with him, Yu Yuan's expression was completely out of her love for clinical medicine.
The patient closed his eyes. He opened them and looked at Yu Yuan for a while before he closed them again. He muttered to himself, "My wife said she would pole dance for me and let me lie down …"
The rest of the story immediately made people imagine it.
"I'll try to keep one of your testicles." Ling Ran did a detailed examination on the spot and made a decision after he looked at the scan.
The patient finally focused his mind. "What do you mean by keeping one?"
"The right one is definitely necrotic, and there's no value in keeping it. I can only be sure if it's the left one." Ling Ran told the truth, and his words made Professor Huang, Doctor Zhou, and the others clamp their legs together.
The patient refused to obey, and in the end, he could not defeat reality.
Therefore, everyone went to the operating theater in a mighty manner and watched Ling Ran's orchiectomy.
Li Xiaoning looked at Ling Ran's skillful movements and recalled what he said before. She could not help but murmur, "If that's the case, Doctor Ling's skills should be very good."
"What do you mean?"
"Doctor Ling said before that he's good at hepatectomy, splenectomy, and orchiectomy …" Li Xiaoning paused for a moment and pointed at the small ball of flesh that fell into the tray. "He seems to be really good at it …"
"Yes, it's indeed done very cleanly …" Professor Huang said, and he thought of something. "I have to say, Ling Ran's technique is really good. He hits wherever he points …"
Li Xiaoning looked at Professor Huang in puzzlement.
Professor Huang had already asked Ling Ran, "Doctor Ling, have you performed any surgery for testicular cancer before?"
Ling Ran's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Professor Huang in an extremely handsome manner. "No, do you have orchiectomy patients?"
"Orchiectomy … can cause cancer?" Zheng Jun, an intern in Ling Ran's treatment group, was inexplicably shocked.
"The probability is relatively low, but it does exist," Professor Huang answered with a smile, but the content of his words was chilling.
Ling Ran looked at Professor Huang with some anticipation.
He now had four kinds of resection skills: appendectomy (Perfect), hepatectomy (Master), total splenectomy (Master), and orchiectomy (Master).
In theory, Ling Ran could completely perform surgical resection on the primary cancer of these four organs.
However, the requirements for cancer resection were not ordinary qualifications.
The Emergency Department was not qualified to perform cancer resection at all.
This was especially so for liver cancer, where the situation was extremely complicated. Even doctors from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery had to practice for many years before they could be chief surgeons. There was no room for Ling Ran to perform.
In comparison, cancer of the spleen, appendix, and orchiectomy were relatively simpler, but still … it was not easy to encounter them, and even if he encountered them, he was not qualified to perform them.
Professor Huang chuckled a few times. "There is a patient with orchiectomy in our hospital. He has a lot of concerns, and he has been taking Chinese medicine recently …"
"I see …" Ling Ran nodded. If the patient was not willing to perform the surgery, then there was nothing he could do.
"Actually, I think you can talk to him," Professor Huang said, "You are all young people, and it might be easier to talk to him. You can talk to him and persuade him. "
Doctor Zhou clenched his teeth and held back his laughter.
Everyone around him clenched their teeth and held back their laughter.
In the operating theater where the orchiectomy had just been performed, everyone was as serious as squirrels under a tree.
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