"Hey, look at the notebook Doctor Ling is holding. It's so nice."
"Didn't he buy it from the mini-mart outside?"
"But it looks very fashionable, especially the brown cover. It's so simple. It's not as old-fashioned as the notebooks in the mini-mart outside."
"Wow, Doctor Ling put the notebook on his knees. I really want to be put on his knees …"
A few young nurses huddled in the nurse's station and stared at Ling Ran. They felt that their eyes were not big enough to look at him.
"What are you doing?" The head nurse came out from the back. When she saw the young nurses doing nothing, she got angry. The department was so busy now, and there were so many patients coming in.
"Head nurse …" The eldest young nurse said in a low voice because she had some experience, "Doctor Ling is taking notes at the front. Let's see if there's anything we can do to help."
The head nurse understood. She walked to the back of the nurse's station and looked in the direction they pointed. As expected, she saw Ling Ran sitting on a chair in the corridor. One of his legs was crossed, and the notebook with the brown cover was placed on his leg. He was writing quickly with the other hand.
The brown notebook was square, so much so that it looked a little silly. However, with Ling Ran's help, the brown cover gave people an unusual sense of design.
"Just do it. You can't delay your normal work, do you understand?" The head nurse did not even look at them. She just gave the order.
The young nurses who managed to escape were a little hesitant. They left their seats reluctantly while they quickly dealt with the work at hand. Their eyes still looked in Ling Ran's direction.
"By the way, where did he buy that notebook? It's quite nice. "The head nurse took out her phone and said," I'll take a few photos and show them to my daughter. "
The other young nurses thought that this was a good reason. They took out their phones and quickly took photos.
The eldest young nurse even teased, "Head nurse, you don't dare to show Ling Ran's photos to your daughter. If she comes to the hospital every day, what are you going to do?"
"What I'm most afraid of is that she thinks that all doctors are like this and enrolls in nursing school."
"Hiss …"
The young nurses sucked in a breath of cold air.
The head nurse also felt that it was not reliable. She put away her phone, coughed a few times, and said, "If you're done, go back to work. Also, look for a notebook of the same model when you're free. We can also use it during normal times. "
"Yes, yes."
"That's right. Nowadays, people don't even have the motivation to work with notebooks."
"After using Ran's notebook, I immediately feel that everything in the hospital is so interesting."
The nurses' station was filled with a cheerful atmosphere. They all felt more energetic when they worked.
Ling Ran sat in the corridor for two hours before he managed to sort out the information in the notebook.
After that, Ling Ran returned to the office assigned to him by the Second People's Hospital of Wuxin City. He turned on the computer, compared the information of the patients, and continued to do comparative analysis.
The conditions of the 25 patients were different, and their surgical techniques were also different.
But in terms of prognosis, it can be divided into two categories.
The first group of patients could be considered to be in a stable state. The residual stone rate was lower than one percent, the bleeding was not high, and there was no infection. They could leave the ICU quickly … Master Level Hepatectomy could almost achieve a surgical result that was close to ideal.
But the second group … The second group of patients had a better prognosis. The residual stone rate and bleeding were not necessarily lower, but they usually had a higher level of comfort, less pain, and a better mental state. Although surgeons did not pay much attention to this, after being a surgeon for a long time, they would know that this was the state that they were looking for.
Ling Ran guessed that the second group of patients might be at a stable level that could only be achieved by Perfect Level Hepatectomy.
And Ling Ran was able to achieve it because of some factors and coincidences. In other words, if Ling Ran had mastered Perfect Level Hepatectomy and performed hepatectomies on these people, he might be able to achieve an even better situation.
When he thought of this, Ling Ran could not help but have an idea.
Sometimes, performing a surgery well did not just depend on what the surgeon did right or did not do wrong. It also depended on what the patient did right or did not do wrong!
Ling Ran could not help but stand up. He clapped his hands again and shouted, "Another round of ward rounds, and then the surgery."
Ma Yanlin, who was dozing off at his desk, woke up with a start. He muttered, "I can't take it anymore … I don't want to …" He opened his eyes, and after a few seconds, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"Follow me for ward rounds," Ling Ran repeated.
"Should I call Yu Yuan and Lu Wenbin?" Ma Yanlin asked. The two of them should be going to deal with the immediate problems. When the number of patients in the ward increased enough, one question from each of them could make two resident doctors die, especially the responsible resident doctors. No matter how much time they had, they would not have enough.
Ling Ran shook his head. "The two of you can just follow me."
"Um …" Zuo Cidian hesitantly stood up and said, "Doctor Ling, you were thinking about something just now, so I did not dare to disturb you. But … can I take a leave?"
"Now?" Ling Ran looked at his watch. It was already afternoon.
"Yes." Zuo Cidian sighed helplessly and said, "My ex-wife has arrived at Yun Hua, and she wants me to go back."
"Alright." Ling Ran did not want to delay him. He thought about it and said, "Go to Doctor Jin later and ask him to give you the money."
Ling Ran was never short of money or very much in need of money. However, Ling Ran was still very clear about the concept of using money to do things. It was just like how he liked to change into a new set of clothes when he performed surgeries in a special way. This expenditure was money. If he did not have money, he would not even be able to bathe and change his clothes.
Ling Ran did not know whether Zuo Cidian needed to bathe and change his clothes when he met his ex-wife. However, when he saw Zuo Cidian's solemn expression, Ling Ran felt that he might also need to change his clothes.
"Go and ask Yu Yuan to come over. Let's go for a ward round together," Ling Ran said. He was reminded by himself, so he sat back in front of the computer, opened his email, wrote a list of information that he wanted to investigate, and sent it to Yu Yuan.
For clinicians, performing surgeries, summarizing surgeries, and publishing research papers were a trinity.
Ling Ran used this method to improve his clinical skills, and he did not mind other people mastering the knowledge he had mastered.
The most comfortable thing about the development of modern science was that there was no need for people to keep their knowledge to themselves.
The stuffing in a bun should not be placed on the folds. The success or failure of a tactic, the development and maturity of a technique, could never be achieved by relying on a flash of inspiration.
Humans had a history of millions of years. In this long history, the ancestral apes had tried countless times to achieve those flash of inspiration. The rest needed to be learned, integrated, and developed by humans.
…..
After Zuo Cidian received Ling Ran's verbal instructions, he immediately looked for Doctor Jin.
This personal doctor of Mei Tiangui was now a rising star in Changxi Province. Doctor Jin's resume was rich and beautiful, and he could gain the trust of many people. At the same time, he had a wide range of social connections. If there was anything in common among all the people in the various professions, it would be that people in all professions would get sick.
Doctor Jin's approach was different from Professor Huang's. He took the initiative to understand the needs of the patients with hepatolithiasis, and then introduced them to Ling Ran.
Ling Ran's surgery went smoothly, and the patients were discharged successfully. They thanked Ling Ran and Doctor Jin.
Moreover, because Ling Ran was not easy to get along with, Doctor Jin was trusted to a greater extent.
Through this approach, Doctor Jin became the family doctor of many patients.
When Zuo Cidian knocked on the door and entered, he saw that Doctor Jin was on the phone.
"Wait a minute." Doctor Jin covered the phone and whispered a few words before he put down the phone. He showed a passionate fake smile on his face. "Doctor Zuo, do you have any new instructions?"
"It's not about Doctor Ling, it's about me." Zuo Cidian whispered something about asking for leave and needing money when he went home.
Doctor Jin laughed without any hesitation. "I should have given you the freelance surgery fees a long time ago, but we've been having an endless stream of patients, and we've never been able to calculate it clearly. Wait a minute, I'll ask someone to make a rough calculation first, and then transfer the money to your card. "
"Uh … I want cash." Zuo Cidian knew that he needed money when he went home, and he did not want to delay it. Most importantly, he knew that there were often twists and turns when it came to transferring money …
Doctor Jin looked at Zuo Cidian and smiled. "Cash won't do. If you bring so much cash back, I'll have to hire someone to escort you."
Zuo Cidian was stunned by his answer.
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