"The operating theater is okay." Guo Mingcheng entered the operating theater first and checked all the instruments and equipment.
A doctor at his level did not like to practice in unfamiliar hospitals. Even if he had to perform freelance surgery, he preferred to perform freelance surgery in hospitals he was familiar with. The best situation was to perform freelance surgery in a lower-level hospital where he had been trained, or even to the department where his senior and junior brothers worked.
In a wuxia novel, Guo Mingcheng would be a popular inner court disciple in a prestigious sect. Even if he wanted to travel the world, his first choice would be a place with a lower-level hospital.
The senior brothers who held high positions in lower-level hospitals also welcomed their junior brothers from their sect and took good care of them. It was not only for the sake of their teachers and higher-level hospitals, but it was also one of the ways to protect the interests of the group.
However, for the sake of training and expanding their territory, it was inevitable that the inner court disciples would occasionally go to unfamiliar hospitals.
Who knew, they might have another lower-level hospital because of this?
Guo Mingcheng meticulously performed the examination, and he thought to himself, 'Yun Hua Hospital looks pretty good.' Yun Hua was a bustling metropolis with a large population and a high per capita income. Yun Hua Hospital also enjoyed a good status in the local area. Moreover, judging from their appearance, the level of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery was rather average …
These associate chief physicians were like half-ripe fruits. After three to five years, they would have to decide where to take root again.
Staying in the hospital was the best choice, but there were very few chief physician positions in the hospital. If he got the letter of appointment, it meant that he would be one of Professor Feng Zhixiang's successors.
At the same time, it also meant that he would have to replace a senior brother, which was not an easy task.
Therefore, while Guo Mingcheng actively challenged difficult projects, he also wanted to have a secondary option to take root again. If he could leave a deep impression on his colleagues in Yun Hua Hospital, he might be able to increase his chances.
Guo Mingcheng added more meaning to today's surgery while he continued to perform the examination with a smile.
"You need to adjust the lighting again." Guo Mingcheng randomly picked a fault. When a few more nurses came in to help, he pointed at the prettiest among them and said, "You, join today's surgery too."
The head nurse looked at Guo Mingcheng, puzzled.
"If the nurse is prettier, the lighting in the room will be better." When Guo Mingcheng performed surgeries, he liked beautiful young nurses. He did not have any further requirements. He just had a basic requirement for the scenery in the operating theater, where he had to stay for ten hours a day.
The head nurse had seen all kinds of doctors. She glanced at Guo Mingcheng and could not be bothered to argue with him, so she nodded and said, "Xiaofang, stay."
"Oh," Nurse Xiao Fang replied.
Guo Mingcheng smiled. "Your name is Xiaofang?"
"Yes."
"There's a girl in the village called Xiao Fang …" Guo Mingcheng began to sing a song from his era.
The young nurse smiled politely, turned her head, and made a face at the other nurses in the operating theater. As a nurse called Xiao Fang, she had heard this song so many times that she was sick of it.
After Guo Mingcheng left, Nurse Xiao Fang smiled at the others and said, "The appraisal is correct. Another doctor with male chauvinism."
"Only those who don't have money are called straight men. Those who are rich can be called straight men," the scrub nurse said in a very clever manner.
"Cancer can't be cured. No matter how rich you are, the result will be the same."
"I can even sing."
Nurse Xiao Fang's face was full of disdain. "If you can sing 'Xiao Fang', it means you're a straight man."
"Shh. Be careful, someone is coming. "
The person next to her said, and the operating theater immediately became quiet.
After a while, the patient was sent in.
Then, the department director of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, He Yuanzheng, came in with two of his direct subordinates.
The operating theater in Yun Hua Hospital was not equipped with a visitation room. Only top-notch hospitals that had people to observe surgeries all year round would spend money to set up an operating theater.
Even the configuration of the demonstration room in Yun Hua Hospital was not particularly perfect. It was not even comparable to the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center in Shanghai.
Therefore, the best way to observe a surgery was to walk into the operating theater.
However, the number of people that could be accommodated in the operating theater was limited.
Including the anesthetist, assistants, and nurses, there were not many people in the operating theater to observe the surgery.
After a while, Guo Mingcheng, who had just washed up, followed Feng Zhixiang into the operating theater.
"Is the patient anesthetized?" Guo Mingcheng glanced at the equipment again.
This was the disadvantage of working in a hospital that he was not familiar with, especially when he was performing such a difficult surgery. It was easy to create a sense of distrust.
"Yes," Xiao Fang answered very quickly as she was the circulating nurse.
Guo Mingcheng nodded and looked at Professor Feng Zhixiang.
Feng Zhixiang also glanced at the equipment before he said, "Doctor Guo, you'll be the chief surgeon for the surgery. Department Director He, do you have any younger doctors who have performed hepatectomy before? Get two of them to be your assistants. "
When He Yuanzheng heard this, he immediately understood. He said to the two direct subordinates behind him, "Go and wash your hands."
The two direct subordinates immediately went to wash their hands.
He Yuanzheng shrugged and stood aside. There was no joy or sadness on his face, and he looked like a martial arts expert. In fact, he was just used to it.
Feng Zhixiang was a character in textbooks. He had probably performed more than ten thousand general surgeries with his hands.
However, guiding surgeries was different, after all. Guidance could only be used to make up for deficiencies, and some minor details might not necessarily be taken care of.
But He Yuanzheng had nothing to say. He was just a junior department director of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery in Yun Hua Hospital. He had no right to interfere in surgeries. When he spoke, he had already asked for younger doctors, which made his attitude clear.
"Get ready. Let's start. " Guo Mingcheng waited for the two doctors to come back before he asked for a scalpel to start the surgery. He looked like he was racing against time.
He Yuanzheng raised his head and looked at the time. It was already 4: 10 pm. He really had to race against time.
* Shick. *
The airtight access door opened again. This time, Huo Congjun brought Ling Ran in.
He Yuanzheng only nodded and did not greet him.
Huo Congjun also did not greet him. He just watched from afar.
Feng Zhixiang watched Ling Ran for a few seconds before he finally shifted his attention to the surgery.
Guo Mingcheng's speed was very fast. Needless to say, he was very familiar with the surgery.
Feng Zhixiang said that he was guiding the surgery, but in fact, he was just watching from the side. He did not do anything, nor did he give any guidance. Of course, they were still in the initial stage, and there was indeed nothing to remind Guo Mingcheng.
The surgery progress was carried out minute by minute, and it was basically smooth.
However, none of the people in the room took it lightly.
The first half of hepatectomy was just a normal abdominal surgery. The real deal was only revealed when they reached the liver.
"In that faraway place …"
Department Director Huo's phone started to play a song by Tengri.
"I'm sorry." As Department Director Huo spoke, he picked up his phone and hummed a few times before he said to Ling Ran beside him, "Emergency hepatectomy. Go ahead."
"Okay," Ling Ran replied. He looked at the surgery on the operating table before he turned and left.
When Feng Zhixiang heard the words "hepatectomy", he turned to look at Ling Ran. However, he still did not say anything and just watched Ling Ran leave the operating theater.
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