Professor Huang's emphasis on abdominal closure was no less than the surgery itself.
When Ling Ran went to change his gloves, he deliberately stayed by the operating table, looking like he was willing to help.
Even if Lu Wenbin and the others had some special pursuits, no one was arrogant enough to ask a medical professor to be their assistant.
Therefore, when Ling Ran returned, the progress of abdominal closure had stopped.
However, both the doctors and the patient's family members were calm inside and outside the operating theater.
The family members even needed some more time to understand the current state of the surgery.
"Formal abdominal closure … Oh, there's oil on my hands again." Ling Ran had just put on his new gloves, and his hands were covered in oil. He could not help but sigh.
Professor Huang coughed and asked, "Do you want to check the inside of the abdominal cavity again?"
"Do you have any questions?" Ling Ran raised his head and looked at Professor Huang.
"I don't have any questions. However, the surgery time is still short, and we have plenty of time." Professor Huang was indeed worried. Although Ling Ran had always performed surgeries like this, he had to be very careful when he operated on Elder Mei.
Ling Ran did not object. He asked, "Then, let's check. You do it."
Some of the instruments used for intraoperative examinations were very professional, and they often required the help of doctors from the Medical Imaging Department. Ling Ran did not know how to operate them, and there was no need for him to do so.
If this kind of examination required the chief surgeon to perform, the assistants could only sell their bodies.
Professor Huang took the opportunity to move closer to Ling Ran and whispered, "The abdominal closure has to be done beautifully."
"Okay." Ling Ran did not object to this kind of request.
On the other hand, abdominal closure for a fat man was quite interesting.
The abdominal closure for a patient with a normal body size was standard. However, abdominal closure for a fat man was not that simple.
Fat could not be sutured in a hurry.
It was like suturing an ordinary person. Dense stitches were made, and fat liquefaction would come out at any time to show its existence.
However, if the suture was not done carefully, once a dead space formed, it would be complicated, and the patient would have to use medicine. It would feel like a round of surgery.
Ling Ran did not often have the chance to meet fat patients like Elder Mei. His Master Level Simple Interrupted Suture was just enough.
It felt like a suture mission with a higher difficulty.
Professor Huang watched from the side for a while and secretly sighed in relief.
After the surgery was successful, he was most worried about the prognosis, especially the prognosis in the eyes of the Mei family.
The healing of the liver in the abdominal cavity belonged to the doctors. The patients and their family members could not see the changes and the development of the liver. Most of the time, they could also accept the rational explanations and explanations from the doctors.
However, the healing of the wound on the stomach was a small but important prognosis problem.
It was small because most of the time, it didn't matter how well the wound healed. It didn't matter if it healed two days earlier or two days later.
But when everyone could see it and stare at it, it became a collection of questions.
If the wound got infected or the fat liquefied, Professor Huang doubted that the Mei family would be very reasonable.
Of course, if the overall situation of the surgery was good, it would be easy to understand if there were some small flaws. However, it was inevitable that the credit would be discounted.
Hepatectomy was performed so well. If it was discounted because of fat liquefaction, it would make people feel a little uncomfortable. This was also the reason why Professor Huang specifically reminded Ling Ran.
As a doctor himself, he did not think that young doctors like Lu Wenbin had the ability to avoid lightning.
It was already good luck that they did not directly hit the bullet.
"Don't be anxious. Take your time. The surgery is over. Let's end it beautifully." As Professor Huang spoke, he hooked his right foot and got a round stool out of nowhere.
Su Jiafu, who was busy adjusting the anesthetic dosage, turned around and looked. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"Professor Huang? Don't you want to continue watching the surgery? " Su Jiafu's eyes were fixed on Professor Huang's crotch. He wanted to immediately pounce on it and take it off …
"I can see it even if I'm sitting down. What problem can Ling Ran have with abdominal closure?" Professor Huang said nice words, but in reality, he was still very nervous.
Completing the surgery from the beginning to the end was Professor Huang's biggest wish at this time.
Su Jiafu's cheeks twitched a few times. He comforted himself. 'There are not many surgeries today. It's okay if I don't sit on the chair. Besides, the chair won't break, and it's a chair from the First People's Hospital of Wuxin City … '
"Doctor Su, are you not feeling well?" Professor Huang glanced at Su Jiafu, got up, flung his white coat, and sat down again.
"The patient's condition is stable. How can I not feel well? "Su Jiafu chuckled a few times.
"It's good that his condition is stable." As expected, Professor Huang's attention shifted from the anesthetist to Elder Mei.
"Alright, I'm going to wash my hands." Ling Ran completed the abdominal closure, took off his gloves, and left the operating theater.
When he was outside, Ling Ran washed his hands again and went to the shower. He washed his whole body thoroughly, and he no longer felt oily. Then, he took out a new pair of underwear and changed into scrubs. He took out a white coat and walked out of the Operating Area in a refreshed manner.
At this time, there were more than one hundred people in the Mei family, and they were all in a mess.
They called to inform them of the good news.
They called to make friends and get to know new friends.
They thanked their colleagues and friends, and welcomed their new colleagues and friends.
They cared about the patient's condition, understood the surgery, and questioned the doctor.
They inquired about the follow-up to look for folk prescriptions and supplements.
While Mei Tiangui was in charge, he did not seem to be moving at all.
"The boss is quite capable. He managed to settle such a big matter in such a stable manner."
"Now that the boots are on the ground, there's nothing to worry about."
"When the old man wakes up, he'll definitely rely on the boss more in the future. This is a rehearsal for the smooth transition."
"The boss is very stable. He's mature since he was young. I could tell when I was studying."
The Mei family members talked about Mei Tiangui and the others wantonly.
For them, this was a rare moment where they could speak freely.
"Doctor Ling." Mei Tiangui suddenly stood up, and the group of people stopped talking.
Ling Ran turned a blind eye to the countless gazes.
For Ling Ran, being the center of attention from more than one hundred people was nothing out of the ordinary.
He nodded at Mei Tiangui and said, "The surgery was a success. You don't have to worry too much."
"You didn't encounter any problems, did you?" Mei Tiangui was a little nervous. Although he did not care about the contents of the informed consent form, he could not help but worry about the possible hidden dangers.
"The patient's main problem is that he's old, obese, and the health of his liver is rather poor. But we've successfully overcome the problems." Ling Ran's answer was methodical, and it was the template he often used when he met patients' family members.
When he saw that Ling Ran had successfully communicated with the patient's family, he could not help but show pride on his face.
"What should we do next?" Mei Tiangui could not help but reveal his fear.
"If we don't encounter any new problems, the patient can be discharged soon," Ling Ran said.
"I didn't mean that …"
"Are you asking me?" Ling Ran raised his head and said, "I'm going to perform the next surgery …"
"No, I want to ask if there's anything we can do …" Mei Tiangui's voice became softer and softer. He stared at Ling Ran in a daze as if he could not hear him. He turned around and returned to the Operating Area.
Mei Tiangui turned around with a surprised expression and looked at Professor Huang and Doctor Jin.
"Surgeons, huh?" Professor Huang said guiltily.
"Surgeons!" Doctor Jin sighed from the bottom of his heart.
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