Along the way. Professor Huang did not speak to Ling Ran.
Old people did not feel anything about Cybertron or Nebula M78 at all. They even felt the malice from the generation gap.
If it were not for the fact that Ling Ran was the best among the hepatobiliary surgeons he knew, Professor Huang would have changed his mind.
Unfortunately, skills were the hardest to fake, especially when it came to operating on people.
This was especially true when it came to operating on a person's body. To be honest, after witnessing Ling Ran's surgery, Professor Huang could no longer trust the two chief surgeons he knew in the past.
To a certain extent, Professor Huang had witnessed Ling Ran's rapid growth.
He had seen Ling Ran perform emergency hepatectomy and hepatolithiasis. He had also seen Ling Ran perform hepatolithiasis and multiple abscesses. He had seen patients with the same symptoms leave the ICU and the hospital at a much faster speed after Ling Ran operated on them …
The most important thing was that they had all left alive.
Even if Professor Huang occasionally received red packets, often received money from pharmaceutical sales representatives, earned some extra income from time to time, flattered his leaders, said a few words that were not true to his heart, secretly cursed, and openly told dirty jokes, even when he went against his conscience, Professor Huang only had one comment when he faced a doctor like Ling Ran.
'He's too f * cking awesome.'
He had to say two dirty words to emphasize it!
Professor Huang had been a doctor for his whole life. The more he saw Ling Ran, the more he felt that his surgical skills were amazing.
However, Professor Huang really did not know how to get along with such an amazing doctor.
'Perhaps young people nowadays are like this?'
But no matter what, Professor Huang felt that he still needed to slow down and rest for a while to slowly adapt to the style of young people nowadays.
The generation gap needed time to bridge!
The Coaster drove up the overpass, off the overpass, onto the ring road, into the expressway, and drove for another three to four hundred kilometers …
Professor Huang did not want to speak, but he did not know what to say. He looked at Ling Ran's sleeping face in a daze.
Six o 'clock in the evening.
The Coaster drove into a sanatorium.
"You can really sleep." Professor Huang handed Ling Ran a scarf, sighed, and said, "It's cold in the suburbs. Don't catch a cold."
"We're here?" Ling Ran turned on the lights, checked the scarf, and put it on.
Professor Huang looked at his movements and felt that it was surprisingly normal. He was patient enough to wait.
Two staff members in suits who came to receive him outside the door quietly watched as Ling Ran checked his scarf, tied it around his neck, and checked his surroundings before he slowly landed.
"I'm sorry. I didn't tell them in advance that we were going to run so far. They didn't allow me to tell them," Professor Huang explained.
Ling Ran nodded and appeared to be very easygoing. "There's no difference in time, so it's alright. There aren't many hospital beds in the Emergency Medical Center anyway."
After the expansion of the Emergency Medical Center, Ling Ran was very frugal with the use of hospital beds.
On one hand, he reduced the number of finger replantation surgeries. On the other hand, he increased the number of freelance surgeries for Achilles tendon repair surgeries.
Most of the patients who needed the Zhu-Ling Achilles Repair Technique were professional or semi-professional athletes, as well as sports enthusiasts. They were widely distributed, and they were willing and able to invite Ling Ran for freelance surgery. Therefore, most of the patients who received Achilles tendon repair surgery in Yun Hua Hospital came from overseas. On average, there would be one or two patients every week.
Even so, as Ling Ran increased the number of hepatectomy surgeries, the number of empty hospital beds in Yun Hua Emergency Medical Center also decreased rapidly.
Whenever this happened, the number of hospitals where Ling Ran performed freelance surgeries increased exponentially.
However, this time, he also walked a little further, and he did not 'fly' …
"Professor Huang, Doctor Ling, Elder Mei is waiting inside. Let's walk over now. It will take about five minutes. Please don't take photos, and don't stray from the main road, "a staff member said and walked forward.
Another staff member gestured for Ling Ran and Professor Huang to proceed with the surgery. Then, he followed behind Ling Ran and Professor Huang.
It was a team of four people, but it was very long.
There was a lot of space between the front and back for Ling Ran and Professor Huang to talk.
"Elder Mei is an old leader in Changxi Province. He has been suffering from liver disease for a long time, and he has always been treated with medicine. This time, he really can't take it anymore, so he's considering surgery," Professor Huang introduced in a low voice.
"What disease is it? Has it been diagnosed? "
"Hepatolithiasis. It's more serious," Professor Huang said.
"Hepatolithiasis, huh …" Ling Ran nodded without much expectation.
He had performed at least ten such surgeries recently. With his Master Level Hepatectomy, he could be said to be quite skilled in hepatectomy for these ten patients with hepatolithiasis.
Professor Huang looked at Ling Ran and smiled. After interacting with him for so long, he could guess how Ling Ran was feeling at that moment. But if Professor Huang had not seen Ling Ran perform hepatectomy on ten patients with hepatolithiasis and was very successful, he would not have dared to introduce Ling Ran to Ling Ran.
"Elder Mei has more underlying diseases. His high blood pressure and heart disease are more serious, and his bile duct is narrowed for a long time, causing repeated inflammation and pain …" Professor Huang introduced in a low voice. After that, he said, "Ling Ran, this surgery is very important. You must pay attention."
"Yes."
"You must pay attention …" Professor Huang gritted his teeth and said.
"Okay." Ling Ran did not know how to answer. Or rather, he was too lazy to talk.
Professor Huang coughed a few times, sighed, and said, "Doctor Ling, this attitude of yours is not good. You must correct your attitude."
Ling Ran hesitated for a moment and showed a socially acceptable smile. "Is that so?"
"I'm not asking you to smile." Professor Huang shook his head and said, "You have to show … that we have to show that we care about Elder Mei's condition. You might not know this, but Elder Mei is a veteran in Changxi Province. During Chinese New Year and other festivals … "
Ling Ran listened to Professor Huang talk for half a minute, and he showed a puzzled expression. "Since it's so important, why did he give it to you alone?"
Professor Huang was immediately stunned.
Professor Huang pointed at his nose and said in a sad tone, "I, Huang Mingyu, am a professor at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I'm one of the few diagnostic experts in the country. I'm proficient in trauma control, and I'm good at combining Chinese and Western medicine. To put it bluntly, the doctors in the country who are more famous than me who are proficient in both Chinese and Western medicine are already old. Those who are good at it are far less qualified than me …"
Ling Ran looked at Professor Huang strangely and said, "I originally thought that consultation is a better way to make a diagnosis. According to what you said, shouldn't we look for many famous and skilled doctors at the same time? "
Professor Huang was stumped again. After a long time, he said, "So that's what you mean … Then, consultation can't be done all the time."
"Shouldn't there be consultation before the surgery?"
"Oh, you're talking about the treatment plan for hepatolithiasis? That was done a long time ago, and it has to be cut. It's just that Elder Mei has some doubts in his heart. You only made the decision now. "Professor Huang laughed dryly.
Ling Ran hummed in acknowledgment again.
Professor Huang looked at Ling Ran enviously. "After saying so much, you're going to see Elder Mei soon. Aren't you nervous?"
Ling Ran thought for a moment and said, "Shouldn't Elder Mei be nervous?"
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