When Ling Ran returned to the operating theater, it was already fifteen minutes later.
The new underwear he changed into cost 399 RMB. It was the most expensive underwear in his inventory, and it was also the softest, the most fitting, and the best for him to focus.
"Cheer up, let's do a good surgery." Ling Ran was not good at using words to boost morale. Most of the time, he only took on the heaviest tasks and gave his assistants space to perform, giving them a chance to fight a battle that was easy.
Fighting a battle that was easy was always easier than fighting a battle that was against it.
Even when he was boosting morale, Ling Ran's words were too lacking.
But for Ling Ran's team, this seemed to be enough.
The two young nurses first straightened their backs.
Recently, Nurse Wang Jia and Su Mengxue were the most tired, but also the happiest.
They were tired because they took on most of the surgical tasks. Even with the help of the nurses in the hospital, their working hours were still ridiculously long, and they were only able to get the minimum amount of sleep.
But happiness was also happiness. Aside from being able to work with Ling Ran for a long time, the two girls were also dizzy from the promotions and the income from freelance surgeries.
This was especially so when Doctor Jin appeared and unexpectedly solved the problem of Wang Jia and Su Mengxue's authorized personnel.
In the current hospital system in the country, authorized personnel, contracts, and third parties were equal in name, but in reality, there was a hierarchy.
Doctors and nurses with authorized personnel could get the most perfect socialistic labor security. Even if they were courting death, they would have to work in multiple batches in order to not lose their jobs and have their bonuses reduced. Medical staff with contracts could get the capitalist level of labor security, and their income and benefits would be reduced to different degrees.
The labor dispatch of third parties was the primitive capitalist level of labor security, and there would be a direct difference in income and benefits.
For doctors, the difference was mainly in the authorized personnel and contracts. Doctors would basically not be sent by third parties. Nurses did not have similar security, especially new nurses. Many of them could not get a contract, and it was even more difficult for them to get authorized personnel. Usually, it was the privilege of the old nurses.
Because Wang Jia joined the hospital earlier, she got a contract job, and Su Mengxue was still working hard for her contract. Getting authorized personnel together was a great encouragement for both of them.
Therefore, even though continuous surgeries were a little tiring, both of them still had enough motivation to persevere.
Today's assistants, Lu Wenbin and Yu Yuan, were also focused.
For the two resident doctors, the opportunity to participate in hepatectomy itself was a form of encouragement.
If he was in Yun Hua Hospital's Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, he might not even be able to participate in hepatectomy unless he was an attending physician. If their performance was not good enough, they would not have the chance to perform hepatectomy even if they became junior attending physicians.
Of course, the most important thing was the prestige that Ling Ran had accumulated over the years.
In the operating theater, the patient's prognosis was the surgeon's battle record.
Surgeons who could revive people could be said to be first-class, and surgeons who could relieve pain could be said to be superb.
Now, as they stood in the operating theater of the Second People's Hospital of Wuxin City, Lu Wenbin and Yu Yuan did not hesitate at all when they heard Ling Ran's orders.
"The wall of the patient's vein may be relatively thin. Pay attention to the amount of bleeding." Ling Ran did not immediately operate on the patient. Instead, he looked at the ultrasound image and made his judgment.
His ultrasound reading ability was only at the expert level, so it was not considered very strong.
However, it depended on who he was compared to.
Compared to professional medical imaging doctors who specialized in ultrasonography, Ling Ran was at the level of a senior attending physician. However, compared to professional surgeons, Ling Ran was like a mammoth in the zoo.
On the other hand, Ling Ran's accumulated experience of one hundred and seventy abdominal anatomical dissections was not something to be trifled with.
His Specialist Level ultrasound reading ability and his experience of one hundred and seventy abdominal anatomical dissections could not be compared to Master Level, but it was more than enough for him to make preoperative and intraoperative judgments.
The introduction he gave to Lu Wenbin and Yu Yuan also instantly increased their understanding of the surgery.
"The patient is so old, and the quality of the blood vessels is not good. So, you must be careful not to pull too much. When you perform aspiration and other operations, you must also pay more attention."
"Don't be anxious if there are small injuries. After such a major surgery, it is very difficult to avoid blood vessel damage. The key is how to deal with the blood vessel damage. The first step, Lu Wenbin? "Ling Ran still did not perform the laparotomy. He first started to teach.
Lu Wenbin took a deep breath and said, "For small blood vessel damage, first use your fingertips to stop the bleeding and notify the chief surgeon."
He did not mention major bleeding, because if there was major bleeding, he would not need to deal with it.
Ling Ran continued to ask, "Yu Yuan, the treatment plan."
"Aspirate the blood that spilled out, suture the repair, and continue the surgery. If the blood vessel near the second hepatic portal is damaged, you can suture the nearby liver tissue together to prevent it from tearing again. If the damage is more serious, you can first use Satinsky forceps to clamp the rupture … "
Yu Yuan answered more than ten questions in one breath, and Lu Wenbin felt dizzy after listening to her.
Ling Ran asked questions again and again. He did this again and again. When he saw that Yu Yuan and Lu Wenbin had an idea of what to do, he extended his hand to Wang Jia.
Once they had a tacit understanding and were familiar with Ling Ran's operation plan, Wang Jia did not need Ling Ran to ask her. She slapped a suitable scalpel into his hand.
"Our goal is not to let the 67-year-old patient's body recover to that of a 37-year-old. Our goal is to minimize the damage that their bodies have to bear as much as possible, so that they can live like a healthy sixty-seven-year-old man. This should be a very high goal … "Ling Ran was not only giving an introduction to Lu Wenbin and the others, but he was also organizing his thoughts at the same time.
Under a surgeon's scalpel, life and death were always at stake.
Life was life and death, and life was quality and time.
Surgeons must have a clear understanding, rational thinking, and calm judgment to be able to successfully solve the problems on the operating table.
Immortality, eternal youth, and regaining youth were the eternal pursuit of humans, but they were also a minefield for surgeons.
Ling Ran had hope in his heart, and he also hoped that Lu Wenbin and Yu Yuan had hope in their hearts, but it could not be unrealistic hope.
Under the shadowless lamp, the operating theater of the Second People's Hospital of Wuxin City was as quiet as the grove at the back of the mountain.
The surgery was not rushed, and it was carried out in an orderly manner. It looked no different from the hepatectomy Ling Ran performed before.
…..
Chen Tong slowly opened his eyes.
He seemed to smell the pine and cypress in his nose.
Chen Tong let out a long sigh and thought, 'Finally, I'm dead?
I wonder if there's a need for scientific research in the world of the dead. '
"Mister Chen, you're awake." Yu Yuan counted the time and stood by Chen Tong's bed.
Chen Tong raised his head and looked at Yu Yuan. He tried hard to take off the oxygen mask.
Yu Yuan helped him take it off.
"Doctor?" Chen Tong asked.
Yu Yuan craned her neck and nodded. She said, "It's me. Your surgery went very smoothly. The residual stones are less than 1%! It's MISSING. Take a good rest for a while … "
"I … smell … pine resin." Chen Tong's voice was slow and hoarse. The muscles on his face showed an ugly smile, and he thought, 'Am I still too old? Am I starting to hallucinate? Is it like what they said? I can only live in my memories? '
Yu Yuan could not help but laugh. "Your nose is quite good. You can smell it, right? I happen to have a bottle of pino perfume. But most people would say that it smells like pine trees. Pine resin sounds better … "
Chen Tong's eyes sparkled. He sniffed hard in a barely noticeable manner.
It was quite good to live in his memories.
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