Ling Ran looked at the mission notification that popped up from the system. He felt a little baffled.
How hard was it to learn a skill by oneself? Yet, he was given a Basic Treasure Chest?
In the past, he would be given an Intermediate Treasure Chest every time he performed dozens of cases.
Ling Ran could not help but speculate. 'Is the system afraid that I'll improve my skills on my own so that I won't need it anymore?'
In Ling Ran's mind, he could not help but imagine the scene of the kindergarten teachers crying their hearts out as they sent him off. Ling Ran still remembered a female teacher who had just graduated not long ago saying in a sentimental tone, "Young Ran has grown up, and he doesn't need a teacher anymore."
Later on, primary school teachers, middle school teachers, high school teachers, and even university teachers were all like this.
Of course, most of the teachers wouldn't cry. They would just cry casually.
After all, not every teacher was the emotional and sensitive type. And a little careless.
'From the looks of it, the system is a sensitive system?'
Ling Ran originally wanted to ask the system a few questions, but when he thought about it, what if the system started crying? Perhaps, it was thinking of the time when it would eventually leave?
Ling Ran had come into contact with a lot of such sensitive people, but it would be nonsense to say that he had a good plan to deal with them.
So, Ling Ran looked at the sky and only let out a long sigh. He did not even ask the system.
As for the mission, he did not take it seriously at all.
Basic Treasure Chest? Was there not enough sincere gratitude? Or was the praise from his peers no longer fun?
"Doctor Ling?" Zhang Anmin saw that Ling Ran was in a daze, and he called out to him softly.
"Oh, let's start." Ling Ran raised his hands in front of his chest and moved his shoulders. He looked like he was ready to go all out.
Zhang Anmin still felt a little guilty. He said, "Doctor Ling, why don't you do the guided surgery?"
If one had to say it, in the hospital, the higher the rank, the higher the rank, the higher the rank.
Attending physicians abused resident doctors, or associate chief physicians abused attending physicians, as if they were playing with lab rats. Many doctors had the experience of secretly hiding in corners, on-call rooms, toilets, wardrobes, under beds, storage rooms, and other places to cry. When asked about the reason, most of the time, it was related to senior doctors.
However, when senior doctors abused junior doctors in the hospital, they would crush them with their skills.
In a situation where one's skills were inferior to others, a senior doctor would just be a senior doctor in name only.
This was especially true when it came to the level of associate chief physicians. The awesome associate chief physicians could torture the attending physicians and resident doctors of a department to the point that they wanted to die. If they were not awesome enough, most of them could only say some vulgar words. In hospitals other than tertiary Grade A hospitals, especially those below secondary Grade B hospitals, such as county hospitals or health centers, such deputy chief physicians were the most common.
To Zhang Anmin, Ling Ran was even more powerful than the associate chief physician or even the department director.
On the other hand, after following Ling Ran to perform so many surgeries, Zhang Anmin really admired Ling Ran.
The worship of technology within the industry was a natural form of worship. This kind of worship was similar to how a genius worshipped a prodigy, a programmer worshipped a programmer, a fighter worshipped a boxer, and a street basketball fan worshipped a professional NBA player.
Even if Ling Ran did not know how to perform cholecystectomy yet, after seeing Ling Ran's hepatectomy, Zhang Anmin's admiration for Ling Ran could no longer be contained.
Ling Ran looked at the screen with envy. He shook his head and said, "You can start. You don't have to decline."
Zhang Anmin hesitated for a moment, not knowing if he should give in again.
In ancient times, emperors would have to decline three times before they abdicated.
However, if he continued to decline and angered Ling Ran, he would be too unlucky.
Zuo Cidian, who was acting as a mascot and learning from Zhang Anmin, coughed softly and said, "Doctor Ling said that he wants you to do it, so he wants you to do it. Don't think too much about it."
Speaking of which, Zuo Cidian knew Zhang Anmin's mentality the best. However, compared to Zuo Cidian, Zhang Anmin's social experience was much weaker, but his medical skills were stronger. After all, he was an attending physician trained in Yun Hua Hospital, and his standard was quite good.
"Let's start." Zhang Anmin stood firmly in the position of chief surgeon, and his mood gradually calmed down.
There was one thing that was good about performing surgeries and other jobs. When a doctor was really at the operating table, he would not feel tired, painful, anxious, or other emotions.
This was especially true when the surgery went smoothly, and the so-called "flow" was more likely to appear.
It was just like how a student would feel when he was doing a test paper that he was very familiar with.
There would be some difficulties, but being able to overcome difficulties would give people encouragement.
It was partly because of this reason that many high-ranking doctors could always perform surgeries that were far better than low-ranking doctors.
It was because low-ranking doctors would always encounter such difficulties that were difficult to overcome, just like in a test paper, there would always be problems that were difficult to solve from the beginning. From the first question, he would not know how to do it, and he would just barely write an answer. By the second question, he would start to feel guilty, and if he continued to encounter difficulties, he would easily lose confidence.
Zhang Anmin's proficiency in cholecystectomy had already reached Specialist Level. Once he reached Specialist Level, he would be able to perform the surgery smoothly as long as he did not encounter any problems with his body.
Zhang Anmin first made an incision on the navel, then filled it with carbon dioxide to create a pneumoperitoneum. Then, he used a mirror to observe the position of the second incision from the inside of the abdominal cavity.
When he made the second incision, it could be seen from the screen that the flesh inside was protruded.
The position that Zhang Anmin chose was not very ideal from the inside, so he changed to another position to poke.
This time, it could be seen from the screen that he poked the right position.
Zhang Anmin passed the mirror to Ling Ran, and he poked it with a little force. The flesh protruded, and a few drops of bright red liquid splashed on the surface of the liver.
The liver and gallbladder were not separated. Under the field of view of a laparoscope for cholecystectomy, the reddish liver occupied most of the area. The gallbladder was covered by the liver, and it could not be seen at that moment.
Zhang Anmin continued to make the third incision. Then, he held a pair of forceps, looked at the screen, and wiped the blood on the liver with gauze.
Zuo Cidian, who stood behind, could not help but look at Zhang Anmin with a smile.
"Let's take a look at the gallbladder first." Zhang Anmin lifted the liver with a lever and spoke as he operated.
Ling Ran looked at Zhang Anmin's operation seriously and quietly remembered it. He also ensured that the position of the lens was correct and stable according to the surgical process.
This was the job of an assistant who performed laparoscopes. A normal junior doctor would still need to put in a lot of effort to get a chance to perform laparoscopes.
Naturally, this problem did not exist for Ling Ran.
As usual, Zhang Anmin used seven forceps to seal the bile duct and blood vessels. When he made the sixth forceps, the seal was confirmed to be complete. However, Zhang Anmin did not immediately put the last forceps, which was used as a safety precaution. Instead, he said to Ling Ran, "Try it."
This time, Ling Ran did not refuse.
He happily changed positions with Zhang Anmin. Then, he held a pair of separation forceps and aimed again and again before he put the last forceps in the place where it should be.
"No problem." Zhang Anmin actually thought that it was very good, but he felt that it was too weird for him to use the word "very good" to describe Ling Ran.
Ling Ran, on the other hand, looked at the forceps he put in with satisfaction.
He had a lot of anatomical experience, and he also had the skills to operate laparoscopes. Naturally, he would not make a mistake when he put in a forceps.
However, Ling Ran's goal was never to never make a mistake.
In fact, Ling Ran was never afraid of making a mistake.
"Failure is the mother of success." Ling Ran was very familiar with this saying when he first started learning. When he was very young, he was not always better than others, but there were always children who were afraid of making mistakes and refused to try. This might be the biggest difference between Ling Ran and them. Of course, Ling Ran always had the chance to try, and it was easier for him to get encouragement instead of scolding after he made a mistake. This was probably also one of the reasons.
"I think there's another cholecystectomy later, right?" Ling Ran asked casually after he finished admiring the forceps he put in.
"I think … so." Zhang Anmin had performed too many surgeries today, so he was a little dizzy.
Zuo Cidian said with certainty, "There are two cholecystectomy cases today."
It was normal for a normal doctor to perform three or two surgeries on a surgery day. It was not uncommon for a doctor to perform four or five surgeries on a surgery day.
The difference between a normal doctor and Ling Ran was that a normal doctor only performed around two surgeries a week, but Ling Ran performed surgeries every day.
In a normal hospital, aside from chief residents, no one else performed surgeries like Ling Ran. And chief residents usually only performed surgeries for half a year to a year to prevent the chief residents from completely breaking down.
Zhang Anmin only took around forty to fifty minutes to perform a cholecystectomy using a laparoscope.
As he looked at the screen, Zhang Anmin asked, "Doctor Ling, will you be the chief surgeon after this?"
"Not today. I'll go back and revise at night. I'll do it next time." Ling Ran then paused and said, "By the way, let's have a group dinner tonight. Shall we go to the Shao family's restaurant?"
"Okay." Zhang Anmin quickly agreed.
Zuo Cidian chuckled and said, "I'll call Boss Shao and ask him to get everything ready."
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