In the emergency room.
Doctor Zhou looked at his phone leisurely. As he looked at it, he introduced the book to the ordinary-looking resident doctor beside him, who had average skills and a normal life. "Look at this book from Qidian, 'The Smooth Path of Medicine'. People only know how to go to the Orthopedics Department to make money first. If he uses an imported steel plate, his wife will be happy for three days. Of course, he doesn't have a wife yet. Doctors don't actually need wives. Sigh … "
"Doctor Zhou, the patient seems to have lost a lot of blood." The ordinary-looking resident doctor, who had average skills and a normal life, was slightly anxious.
The patient in the resuscitation room had a hepatic rupture. Although there had been emergency cases of hepatic ruptures sent to Yun Hua Hospital over the past few days, it was still a hepatic rupture. Theoretically, those who were sent to the emergency room would have a chance to be treated.
Doctor Zhou calmly glanced at the resuscitation room and said, "Isn't Lu Wenbin busy inside? Zuo Cidian is here too. "
"Lu Wenbin is only a second-year resident doctor. Zuo Cidian … Doctor Zuo has never performed an emergency hepatic rupture before, right?" The young resident doctor looked down on Zuo Cidian. The discrimination from the town hospital would definitely follow him forever unless he was as good as Feng Zhixiang. Only then would it become a legend.
Doctor Zhou asked, "Doctor Zuo has never done it before. Have you?"
The young resident doctor was stunned and said, "No."
"Guess if I've done it before?" Doctor Zhou stared at the young resident doctor.
The young resident doctor felt guilty under Doctor Zhou's stare. He whispered, "You … you should have done it before, right?"
"Are you looking down on me?" Doctor Zhou widened his eyes.
"No, I …"
"I've only done a few cases." Doctor Zhou paused for a moment and said, "Three patients died, and they're considered average. Do you know how many hepatectomies Lu Wenbin and the others have performed? "
The young resident doctor shook his head.
"I heard that there are two hundred cases. Lu Wenbin can at least handle sixty to seventy cases. Doctor Zuo … Doctor Zuo can at least help. " Doctor Zhou pursed his lips and looked down on Zuo Cidian. He picked up his phone again and ignored the noise around him. He said calmly, "If I go in, they have to listen to me. I'm not as familiar as they are. Why should I go in?"
"What if it's accompanied by splenic rupture?" The resident doctor, who had average looks, average skills, and no unique life, made a seemingly irrefutable reason.
The rupture of the liver caused by trauma was often accompanied by a rupture of the spleen, and the probability of that happening was still relatively high. Boss Shao, who ruptured his liver when he fell, then his spleen when he fell. He was the minority when he fell one by one.
However, it was not Doctor Zhou's first day of slacking off. There was no way he would allow himself to be held back by a mere resident doctor. He calmly looked at his phone and said, "Go and take a look, then come back and report the situation."
"Ah … yes." The resident doctor obediently left. There was no room for resistance.
Doctor Zhou continued to hold his phone while relaxing his mind and body at the same time.
Not long after, the young resident doctor returned. He said with envy and jealousy, "Lu Wenbin has stabilized the situation. Doctor Ling has also come over. He's now being sent to the operating theater. He said that he's preparing to perform emergency hepatectomy."
Doctor Zhou knew what he was thinking with just one glance. He said, "If you're interested, you can follow Doctor Ling. Doctor Ling is very nice to people. As long as you follow him for a few surgeries and have some basic knowledge, he'll teach you anything you ask."
The biggest difference between hospitals and medical schools was that medical schools had a system of teaching. In hospitals, there was no one to arrange a learning program for you. You had to learn everything on your own. There were smart ones who broke through layers of obstacles and became famous physicians. There were also those who weren't smart, or those who took the wrong path, and they slowly disappeared.
The young resident doctor listened to Doctor Zhou and helplessly hunched his neck. He said, "I can't follow Doctor Ling's surgeries. I have a girlfriend."
"You have a girlfriend?" Doctor Zhou was very surprised.
"I shouldn't have a girlfriend." The young resident doctor looked indignant.
Doctor Zhou shook his head and asked, "Does she know?"
"She … Doctor Zhou, we can't talk like this."
"Then go and help Doctor Ling." Doctor Zhou stood up and stretched. He casually sent the young resident doctor out.
The Emergency Department had no shortage of people in the afternoon. On one hand, the Outpatient Department was still working, and the specialized departments were also staffed. On the other hand, there were more doctors working during the day.
At this time, keeping a resident doctor by his side would only disturb him from reading.
Doctor Zhou hummed to himself, read his book, and flipped the pages.
After a while, when he saw Ling Ran come out, Doctor Zhou put his phone away and came out with a smile. "Ling Ran, did the surgery go smoothly?"
"It went smoothly. But the operating theater in our Emergency Medical Center is not as well-equipped as the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery." Ling Ran exercised his wrist and said, "The patient lost a lot of blood on the way here, and the blood transfusion was a little slow. Also, the ultrasonic knife was not ready, so it took a while."
"The ultrasonic knife is a high-cost consumable. We need to call and sign before we use it. It's very troublesome, and I don't even want to use it." Doctor Zhou pursed his lips. He was very unwilling to sign bills.
"An emergency hepatectomy took a total of three and a half minutes, and the ultrasonic knife took five minutes." Lu Wenbin had a lot to complain about.
Doctor Zhou was not very pleasant to Lu Wenbin. He said calmly, "The Emergency Medical Center did not use ultrasonic knives in the past. The bipolar endotherm knife is a high-cost consumable. Next time you see a patient who needs hepatectomy, you can apply in advance."
"The operating theater requires the chief surgeon to make the call personally."
"Then, don't you have a good relationship with the nurses in the operating theater?" Doctor Zhou guided him patiently.
Lu Wenbin seemed to understand a little, and he nodded dumbly.
"I'm going back to the Operating Area," Ling Ran said as if he was going home. He said, "The expert surgery should be about to reach the stripping stage."
"Alright, go ahead. I'll stay in the emergency room. If there's a major surgery, I'll call you." Doctor Zhou naturally took out his phone.
"No problem." Ling Ran smiled and left.
After turning a corner, Ling Ran went straight to the elevator used by medical staff and went up to the surgical floor. He then changed his clothes and entered the operating theater. He saw that the surgery on the operating table had indeed only reached the stripping stage.
Ling Ran was not surprised at all.
He now had Master Level Hepatectomy, and he also had 170 abdominal anatomical dissections. He could roughly judge Guo Mingcheng's progress by looking at the patient's condition and the way he performed the surgery.
In the hospital, most doctors' speed for certain surgeries was basically constant. The more they could handle the surgery, the more stable their speed would be.
However, for doctors who could not handle a certain surgical method, their speed would be affected by their condition, the patient's condition, and other aspects.
Based on Ling Ran's judgment, Guo Mingcheng was at Advanced Specialist Level. There was still a long way to go before he could break through to Master Level. Besides, his anatomical dissection experience, suturing skills, bleeding control skills, and other aspects were quite far behind Ling Ran.
Of course, even so, Guo Mingcheng was still better than He Yuanzheng from Yun Hua Hospital's Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.
And He Yuanzheng was also a person who could go to local hospitals for freelance surgery.
However, the gap between doctors' skills was not easy to show in normal surgeries.
The current hepatectomy was still within He Yuanzheng's surgical limits, and it was also within Guo Mingcheng's surgical coverage. It was just that he was a little slower.
Ling Ran watched and thought. He did not have any expression on his face.
Feng Zhixiang, who had his hands crossed, and Guo Mingcheng, who was the chief surgeon, glanced at Ling Ran and mumbled in their hearts.
Huo Congjun glanced at them, turned around, and asked Ling Ran in a low voice, "Is the surgery done?"
"Yes, emergency hepatectomy. One-third of the liver was removed. Lu Wenbin and Zuo Cidian are finishing up, "Ling Ran answered casually.
"That's good." Huo Congjun smiled.
Feng Zhixiang and Guo Mingcheng turned to look at Ling Ran again.
Seeing that the other party was an expert who came by plane, Ling Ran returned a socially acceptable smile.
Feng Zhixiang and Guo Mingcheng frowned at the same time.
Guo Mingcheng thought in a bad mood, 'It's just an emergency hepatectomy. What's so great about it being done quickly? We'll talk about it when the patient survives.'
Of course, deep down, Guo Mingcheng knew that emergency hepatectomy was indeed amazing.
This was especially true for young doctors. Liver bleeding control alone was enough for them to learn for their entire adolescence.
Guo Mingcheng glanced at Ling Ran again and thought, 'Being handsome even gives you an advantage in surgeries. Society nowadays is too fickle.'
A surgeon's growth was built by the number of surgeries he performed. Being handsome meant that he could get a few more surgeries. As long as he did not have an empty mind, it would be easier for him to become famous than others.
Guo Mingcheng could not help but think of the time when he was a skilled surgeon …
"I want to fly with you …" Huo Congjun's phone rang again.
Feng Zhixiang said with dissatisfaction, "Can the ringtone be changed?"
"I'm sorry, I turned off the ringtone." Huo Congjun seemed to be very easy to talk to and picked up the phone. "Hello … got it."
Huo Congjun put down the phone and turned off the ringtone. He then said to Ling Ran, "120 sent a patient with severed fingers. Do you want to do it? Three fingers are severed. "
Ling Ran looked at the operating table, but he could not bear to part with the patient with three severed fingers. He sighed and said, "One hand? I'll do it if it's just one hand. "
If three fingers were severed on both hands, he might need to ask the Hand Surgery Department to send someone over to participate in the surgery to increase efficiency. But if it was only one hand, Ling Ran usually did not ask for help.
"It's one hand. It was bitten off by a horse," Huo Congjun said.
Animal bites were considered a rather high-end case in finger replantation surgeries. If something went wrong, the finger could not be reattached. Even if it was reattached, the finger's functionality would be damaged.
Ling Ran no longer hesitated. He said decisively, "Send them straight to the operating theater. I'll go over and wait."
After Ling Ran finished speaking, he did not immediately go out. He watched for two or three minutes before he stepped on the door and went out.
The operating theater became quiet again.
Then, one and a half hours later.
* Shick. *
Ling Ran stepped on the door again and entered the operating theater.
He was wearing a green surgical gown, and he looked very handsome.
"Is it done?" Huo Congjun was originally scrolling through his phone. He raised his head and asked.
"It's done. The function of the index finger is quite damaged, but the rest should be fine." Ling Ran looked at the operating table as he spoke. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did something happen?"
"The patient's blood coagulation isn't good. He bled a little just now," Huo Congjun explained.
"Oh," Ling Ran answered and continued to watch curiously.
Guo Mingcheng wanted to say something, but he was too lazy to do so. He just chatted on his own, "I'm annoyed by the patients' family members who come to see me on Baidu …"
As soon as he said this, the assistant who cooperated with him immediately became more active.
"The king sent me to patrol the mountains …"
Ling Ran's phone rang again.
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