"Double Basic Treasure Chest event." Ling Ran quickly translated the mission from the system, but he was not very interested in the mission.
Patients and their families were actually very sensitive, especially young people nowadays. They all knew how to surf the internet. After a surgery, they basically had a concept of how long it took for the patient to get out of bed and how much bleeding was considered normal.
Most importantly, the patient would have a perceptual understanding of his own body. It was fine if it was a major surgery, but when it came to minor surgeries like cholecystectomy, the patient would have a new understanding of his own body after the surgery, and whether or not he would express Sincere Gratitude depended on his heart.
Besides, the bonus brought by fame could not be ignored.
Among all the surgeries Ling Ran performed, Achilles tendon repair was the surgery where he received the highest percentage of Sincere Gratitude. It was mainly because he had operated on Liu Weichen, and the effect was excellent, so it was easy for him to gain the trust of patients who came from afar.
In comparison, finger replantation surgery, which was also at Perfect Level and recovered well, had a lower percentage of Sincere Gratitude. Then came arthroscopy and other surgeries.
If Ling Ran was only aiming for Treasure Chests, it would be meaningless for him to perform cholecystectomy.
The percentage of Sincere Gratitude he received for cholecystectomy was obviously lower than the average. Even if it was a double activity, the number of Treasure Chests he received might not be ideal.
"But …" Ling Ran thought about it again. He should still pursue Sincere Gratitude Treasure Chests.
Obtaining Sincere Gratitude Treasure Chests meant that the patient and his family were satisfied with the surgery.
Although doctors needed to pay attention to the practical and scientific significance of the surgery, doctors were, after all, a human science. It was not a bad thing to make patients satisfied.
This was especially true for cholecystectomy. It was not a surgical method that required long-term practice and a large amount of knowledge to master. There were many doctors who knew how to do it. Although good doctors were rare, they were not that rare.
Then, the goal of practicing desperately could not be to become a normal doctor with ordinary skills, right?
As Ling Ran thought about this, he could not help but ponder.
In terms of surgical skills in cholecystectomy, Ling Ran's level was equivalent to the level of an attending physician in a normal hospital. He might be a little weaker than the average level of the attending physicians in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery in Yun Hua Hospital.
However, surgical skills were only one aspect. Most attending physicians in hospitals could not perform their best in every surgery. Forget the best, they could not even reach the average level. That was why it was called average …
For surgeons, surgery was also work. If hospital work was compared to school, surgeries were at most a quiz. On the bright side, doctors who performed surgeries frequently were like high school students. At the very least, they had already become accustomed to taking quizzes.
Even so, during the surgery, the body would be tired, and the mind would be absent-minded. The doctor who was performing the surgery might think of his sick mother, his son who was bullied, his rebellious daughter, his wife who was cuckolded by him, Old Zhang who was cuckolded, the mistress he just took in, and the orthopedic assistant lecturer who stole his mistress …
Ling Ran felt that he could do better.
Setting Sincere Gratitude as a goal to work towards might be a more suitable direction to take.
When the surgery was almost done, he said, "Let's have a preoperative discussion tonight, after the surgery." Ling Ran was thinking about this. Then, he said,
"There are three surgeries tonight …" Zhang Anming was instantly stunned. Was he trying to tire himself to death? I just came back from Bazhaixiang.
Ling Ran only nodded and said, "We can also have a supplementary discussion for tonight's surgery to see where we can do it better. In terms of time, after Doctor Zhang finishes the surgery tonight, he will participate in the supplementary discussion and tomorrow morning's preoperative discussion. Ask Lu Wenbin and the others if they want to participate. Then, Doctor Zhang, go back and rest. Yu Yuan will perform the three cholecystectomies from three to six tomorrow morning. The surgeries after six will follow the original schedule. "
Ling Ran's treatment group had a little more manpower at the moment. Besides, Ling Ran was the only chief surgeon, so the surgery time could still be arranged.
Of course, this was also because laparoscopic surgeries such as cholecystectomy only needed an assistant to hold the laparoscope. Compared to hepatectomy and finger replantation, it saved a lot of manpower.
Yu Yuan and the others were already used to it. Their expressions did not change at all.
Yu Yuan just secretly took out her phone, hid behind a round stool, and reconfirmed the temperature control in the warehouse.
She did not need to participate in the postoperative discussion, so she could sleep for two hours. Then, after participating in the preoperative discussion, she could sleep for another two hours. By three o 'clock the next morning, she should be able to sleep for four hours. It was a little lack of sleep, but for doctors, it was a normal situation.
After tomorrow's surgery, she could catch up on sleep, and she could still survive.
Doctors in most countries lived in such a way.
Ling Ran's survival mode was more special.
At midnight, Ling Ran finished the surgery and did the postoperative discussion. Then, he carefully did a preoperative analysis for tomorrow's surgery.
In the current hospitals, systematic preoperative analysis was not good.
Many assistant lecturers only saw the patient when they were at the operating table when they performed surgery. When it came to specific problems such as the patient's condition, they would rely on the doctor in charge to report.
This was obviously not a perfect solution. If it was perfect, leaders should at least use the same procedure when they received surgery.
Of course, Ling Ran was currently only at Novice Level, and he was still far from perfect.
Preoperative analysis could help him perform better.
So, Ling Ran drank a bottle of Energy Serum.
Three o 'clock in the morning. Ling Ran started the surgery.
He intentionally or unintentionally slowed down the speed of the surgery. However, because he had made sufficient preparations beforehand, the time taken for the three surgeries was even shorter.
"There's an hour left." Ling Ran looked at the clock, and it was five o 'clock. He was a little hesitant.
If he left the operating theater now, he would have to come back later.
"Later, we'll be performing hepatectomy followed by Achilles tendon repair?" Ling Ran confirmed again.
Lu Wenbin, who had just cooked pork trotters, shook his notebook and said, "Yes, that's right."
"Then, let's do a preoperative consultation." Ling Ran looked at the clock and made a decision.
"If it's a consultation, does it mean that everyone can speak?" Lu Wenbin's body and mind were at their most active in the morning, and his mind was much clearer than usual.
Ling Ran nodded.
"In this case, we … we can also voice out our opinions and ideas?" Lu Wenbin could not help but point at himself. Before this, Ling Ran was the one who carried out the preoperative diagnosis.
Usually, Ling Ran would look at the scans, read various reports, ask the doctor in charge, and then make a decision. The other resident doctors only needed to listen to his orders.
For Lu Wenbin, it was a huge change from listening to orders to being able to speak.
Zuo Cidian, who was sleepy and in a daze by the side, also stood up straight and asked, "Right, does this mean that we can ask questions and talk?"
Ling Ran had no opinion on this. He said, "That's how a consultation is. Yes, it will also help your growth. "
"Thank you, Doctor Ling." Lu Wenbin flexed his muscles.
Zuo Cidian was inexplicably excited, and he thought to himself, 'I've grown up …'
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