Ling Ran operated the ultrasonic knife with one hand. After making a few cuts, he raised it and made some space.
Usually, there was a bile duct or blood vessel under the knife.
Without Ling Ran's instructions, Guo Mingcheng would grab the needle holder to ligate the bile duct or blood vessel, and Ling Ran would cut it.
The two of them performed the surgery, and there was almost no communication during the whole process.
The doctors around them were also used to watching and chatting in low voices. As the surgery progressed, everyone's voices became louder and louder.
A normal operating theater basically operated in this manner.
There were actually very few discussions between doctors during the surgery, and it was even rarer to see a tense atmosphere. It was not that there was no such thing, but when doctors competed seriously, that was actually the limit of a doctor. Once the difficulty increased again, or if the surgeon made a mistake, the situation would go out of control.
Just like what happened to Guo Mingcheng just now.
Portal hypertension with cirrhosis was his limit. He had an additional hemangioma, and the patient's blood coagulation was not good. One mistake would cause massive bleeding.
If it were Feng Zhixiang at his peak, or the current Ling Ran, it would not be like this. They could still perform the surgery while chatting and laughing.
However, surgeries like Ling Ran, where there was almost no communication throughout the whole process were also very rare.
Doctors also liked to chat, just like how salespeople and waiters liked to gather and chat when there were no customers. The advantage of being a doctor was that their patients were unconscious most of the time. Only a small portion of the time, their resistance was not strong.
Therefore, it was very strange for an operating theater to not chat, and it was even more common for doctors to visit each other.
The doctor arrived at the operating theater early, but the patient had not arrived yet. What should he do? After the surgery was done, while waiting for the next surgery, should he just sit in the operating theater and wait like an idiot? Of course, he should go to other operating theaters to visit. If he met a certain chief physician, he could also take the opportunity to flatter him.
Doctors who were familiar with each other could always chat very happily. It was a daily routine for surgeons to chat while working. From this perspective, surgeons might be as busy as dogs, but they basically stayed up all night to play games and chat on QQ.
Doctors who were not familiar with each other had to chat even more.
How could they get to know each other without chatting? Moreover, when they were not familiar with each other, they had to strengthen communication during the surgery. Of course, that was between ordinary or weak doctors.
If a doctor who surpassed the level of an ordinary doctor was familiar with the surgical method, then he could really not have any communication during the entire process.
Just like Ling Ran, he knew Guo Mingcheng's technique even with his eyes closed. He just followed along and did not need to remind Guo Mingcheng what to do next. Guo Mingcheng had been practicing his main tactic for more than a year. If he could still forget it, it would not be wrong to cut his head open on the spot.
In fact, Guo Mingcheng was in a half-dazed state.
When he first started to bleed profusely, his adrenaline shot through his veins. When the bleeding stopped and Ling Ran started to perform hepatectomy, Guo Mingcheng's brain was already numb. He just followed Ling Ran's instructions and performed the surgery mechanically.
Now, Guo Mingcheng was finally freed from the stress reaction and began to review what had just happened.
What just happened?
As Guo Mingcheng worked as the first assistant, he thought of all the items in his mind.
First, the patient was hemorrhaging! Ling Ran stopped bleeding?
Guo Mingcheng couldn't continue after the first step.
What a joke. Hemorrhaging in liver surgeries was a world-class problem. The difficulty of bleeding control could be said to take three days and three nights. The solution … The solution could be said to be so complicated that it could be said to take three years before human medicine was able to solve it.
A doctor who had studied for twenty or thirty years in the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery would not be able to stop the hemorrhaging if he could not.
However, Ling Ran really stopped the bleeding.
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In Guo Mingcheng's mind, he immediately recalled the scene of Ling Ran pinching the liver with his right hand and quickly suturing with his left hand.
This scene lingered in Guo Mingcheng's mind.
Guo Mingcheng actually did not see Ling Ran's barehanded bleeding control clearly because his hand and liver were soaked in blood.
However, he did the suturing with his left hand right in front of Guo Mingcheng's face.
Guo Mingcheng could not forget his movements, speed, and accuracy.
Most importantly, Guo Mingcheng was very sure that Ling Ran's left hand was definitely not his dominant hand.
This was because he would definitely use his dominant hand to pinch the liver. From another perspective, if Ling Ran used his non-dominant hand to stop the bleeding with his bare hands, it would be even more terrifying.
"Doctor Guo, I'm going to start blunt dissection." Ling Ran finally said something, and the moment he spoke, the whispers in the room instantly disappeared.
"Oh, okay, you do it." Guo Mingcheng did not have the confidence to continue with this surgery. He wanted to finish it now and go home. He wanted to rest for a few days and think about what happened today.
Once Ling Ran got Guo Mingcheng's consent, he used the method he was familiar with. He used the handle of the scalpel and his hand to pry open the liver.
Prying open the liver with his hand was also very familiar to Ling Ran. Although he was an elderly patient with cirrhosis, he did not make any mistakes.
This step was different from Guo Mingcheng's operation. Guo Mingcheng was used to using curved hemostatic forceps.
"I'll deal with the cut surface now and prepare saline." This time, Ling Ran spoke to the attending physician of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.
The two doctors who helped Guo Mingcheng just now were the direct disciples of Department Director He Yuanzheng of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery. However, even He Yuanzheng could not perform hepatectomy of this level, let alone his disciple.
The two of them were stunned when they saw the hemorrhage just now. Their current condition was even worse than Guo Mingcheng's.
Of course, it was not a problem for them to do some chores.
"The saline is ready." Under Ling Ran's instructions, the attending physician slowly injected a small amount of normal saline into the T-tube tube to check whether there was any gallbladder leakage.
Ling Ran also watched attentively.
When this step was done, the surgery was basically a success.
Guo Mingcheng finally adjusted himself. He looked around and felt so embarrassed that he felt bitter.
"Thank you, Doctor Ling." Guo Mingcheng had to accept it even if he did not want to. This was in Yun Hua Hospital's operating theater. If he had descended from the heavens and showed his might, Yun Hua Hospital would naturally spread his name throughout Changxi Province.
He had caused nearly 4,000 ounces of blood loss, and he had almost changed all the blood in the patient's body. Naturally, Yun Hua Hospital would not hide it for him.
Guo Mingcheng looked at Ling Ran and then at his tutor, Feng Zhixiang. He did not know what to say.
Ling Ran did not care. He smiled and said, "You're welcome. I just happened to look at the patient's MRI scan before the surgery. The position of his hemangioma is not good, and his blood coagulation function is also poor. The risk of surgery is relatively high."
Feng Zhixiang was a man of his word. He chuckled a few times and said, "I came here with all my capital, and I'm embarrassed. Was the patient originally Doctor Ling's? "
"I should have performed the surgery, and the patient should have stayed in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery." Ling Ran made an unnecessary explanation.
"By the way, Doctor Ling is from the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital …" Feng Zhixiang, who was from the General Surgery Department, looked at Ling Ran's operation and did not know what to say.
Ling Ran finished all the procedures, and in the end, he closed the abdomen and sent the patient off the operating table.
At this time, the system notification that he had completed the mission also popped up in front of him.
An Intermediate Treasure Chest flashed and appeared in front of Ling Ran.
At the same time, a row of Peers' Admiration Basic Treasure Chests also appeared in front of Ling Ran.
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