The weather in Yun Hua at the end of the month was a little hot.
A red banner was hung in front of Yun Hua Hospital's main entrance. It read: Celebrating the smooth holding of the Asia-Pacific Hepatobiliary Research Conference. The patients and their family members who saw it were annoyed.
At the same time, the Hilton Hotel, which was not far away, also used an electronic screen to promote the same slogan.
Inside the hotel, posters and brochures flew together. Banners fluttered, devil's ivy and spider plants filled the venue. The red was gorgeous, and the green was beautiful …
Gao Meng wore a serious suit. His face, which had not drunk for two days, was pale as if he had vomited last night. He ran around the venue and received everyone he could.
"There's order in the chaos …" Old Tang was Gao Meng's partner. He was slightly older, but his mood was not as stable as Gao Meng's.
Gao Meng glanced at Old Tang in annoyance and said, "Don't use the way you play with stocks and technical adjustments. Do you think the market will listen to you every time you talk about this?"
"Why not? When I had the most money in my stock account, I had two million. It was enough for me to make a down payment for a big house in Yun Hua. "
Gao Meng did not want to argue with him. He exhaled and said, "Go to the back and keep an eye on the people from the three parties. Ask them to adjust the sound system and projector. As long as there are no problems, it doesn't matter if there are more or less bottles of water on the seats."
"Alright, I'll go take a look." Old Tang did not want to stay in the venue. It was very chaotic with people coming and going, and doctors were usually arrogant toward pharmaceutical sales representatives. He did not feel it when he was young, but when he reached his age, he was not too happy about it.
This was the disadvantage of kneeling to earn money. The older one was, the harder it was to bend one's knees. Old Tang did not envy those who stood to earn money. Instead, he envied those who earned money lying down.
It was so comfortable to lie down with your legs open. If they were fair and straight, the doctors might even give you a flattering smile.
As Old Tang thought about this, he saw Zuo Cidian from the Emergency Department walk over. Zuo Cidian, who had stayed in Yun Hua for some time, was a little fatter. His wrinkles seemed to have lessened, but they were deeper, and people could not open their legs when they saw them.
"I'm leaving, I'm leaving." Old Tang shook his head vigorously and quickly ran away, as if he was selling stocks during the stock market crash.
"Doctor Zuo, you're here." Gao Meng went forward to greet him and asked, "Is Doctor Ling ready?"
"He's in the operating room. Once you've confirmed the time, we'll start anesthesia in the operating room." Zuo Cidian reminded them, "You must calculate the time well. Once the anesthesia starts, Doctor Ling will not wait for you."
"I understand." Gao Meng did not really understand Ling Ran's personality, but he had seen many doctors who cherished their own reputation. They would not take the risk of being criticized for their ethics just to cooperate with a demonstration surgery.
The surgery demonstration was both a medical show and a personal show.
The reason for holding a surgical demonstration must be because it was a medical show, but the reason was basically because it was a personal show.
In this era, more and more medical experts emerged from medical shows, but more and more doctors were criticized because they did not perform well in personal shows.
The operating theater was actually a very regulated place. From dressing up to disinfecting, most of the steps could be followed, and there were rules to follow.
Under the restrictions of the rules, completing the surgery according to the rules was the standard form of demonstration surgery.
For Ling Ran, this was the environment he was most suited to.
Ling Ran slowly washed his hands and quietly recalled the process of the surgery in his mind.
Every surgical method had a standard form. Doctors who had performed dozens or even hundreds of cases would not have the problem of remembering the surgical method. However, it was very particular about how to change the surgical method according to the patient on the same day.
On one hand, before the laparotomy, or even before the incision, the doctor could not see the lesion. The results caused by inflammation and lesion were unpredictable, so the doctor needed to have the ability to adapt according to the situation.
On the other hand, the various imaging examinations in modern medicine could already provide relatively sufficient information. It only depended on whether the surgeon could fully understand and read the information.
It was easy to say, but when it came to the actual surgery, it was extremely difficult for the surgeon to do any one of these things, let alone perfect it.
In fact, if a surgeon did not have a good teacher, he might need a few years or even decades to figure out any of these things by himself.
For example, the position of the appendix, if there was no senior doctor who taught him step by step, it was quite difficult to find it.
Correspondingly, the bile duct of the hepatolithiasis was not always in the position specified in the textbook.
These experiential operations not only needed to be learned, but also needed to be prepared before the surgery.
The widely rumored operation of closing the laparotomy after laparotomy could be explained as a change in the patient's condition and responsibility, but it could also be said that the surgeon was not prepared enough.
For ordinary surgeries, Ling Ran now had to do preoperative consultation first, and there was no need to talk about today's demonstration surgery.
Ling Ran acted as if he was taking part in a big exam in school. He started revising a week in advance and started guessing questions three days in advance.
It was impossible to obtain accurate information about the patient's liver condition, inflammation, and tolerance.
But for Ling Ran, this kind of challenge within the rules made him more motivated.
"Doctor Ling, you can put on the headset now." The circulating nurse today was Su Mengxue. When she got the news, she quickly came to inform Ling Ran.
Ling Ran nodded, washed his hands, took a dry cloth from the steamer, and wiped them dry before coming to the operating theater.
Zhang Anmin, who was the first assistant this time, quickly reminded Ling Ran, "The camera is connected."
There were two common ways to watch a demonstration surgery. One was to build a visitation room in the operating theater, just like the one in the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center, where people could watch the surgery live.
But the more common way was to separate the surgery and the visitation. Some even deliberately delayed the time so that when there was a major mistake, they could stop the loss in time.
Of course, the most important thing was that the live broadcast could accommodate a large number of viewers. In movies and television shows, they always liked to film the former, mostly because they had fewer actors.
Yun Hua Hospital did not build an operating theater with a visitation room, and even the equipment for the live broadcast was not very complete.
However, this time, Huo Congjun had decided to keep the full set of equipment, which could be considered as a subsidy to the other company.
"Put on the headset." Su Mengxue tiptoed and got closer to Ling Ran. She gently sniffed his scent before she put the headset on Ling Ran's head.
Ling Ran hummed in acknowledgment and asked Su Jiafu, the anesthetist today, "Is it okay?"
Su Jiafu was so nervous that he could not speak. He quickly made an OK gesture.
For Su Jiafu, who was still a resident doctor, this kind of demonstration surgery was also a big test for him.
Ling Ran looked at the monitor and lowered his head to look at the patient. He said, "Let the surgery begin. Hepatectomy for hepatolithiasis …"
He only said one sentence before he used the scalpel to open the abdomen along the drawn line.
The scene was captured by a high-definition camera, and it was steadily broadcasted to the hotel.
In the meeting room of the Hilton Hotel, the doctors sat sparsely. They chatted and laughed softly while they looked at the screen.
For the audience, this demonstration surgery was not that important.
This was especially so for the doctors from other provinces. They even crossed their feet and chatted, just like how they did in the other four, five, and eight medical conferences this year.
The doctors from other provinces were relatively more serious.
In the past six months, Ling Ran had performed freelance hepatectomy alone, and many of the people present had seen and participated in it with their own eyes. Therefore, as long as they were not too eccentric, they would not be as casual as the doctors from other provinces.
"Use more force. His liver is a little big." Ling Ran's voice only came from the speakers after a long time, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Has the liver been exposed?"
"It's still quite fast."
"Young doctors nowadays watch too many television dramas. They pay attention to speed when they perform surgery. What's the use of being fast?"
Since they were watching the live broadcast from afar, the doctors in the meeting room also commented freely in private.
Yu Yuan, who stayed in the meeting room to help, wanted to stand up and refute, but she was held back by Zuo Cidian.
"Doctor Ling's actions are more useful than your words." Zuo Cidian pointed at the screen and said to Yu Yuan, "Just watch at ease."
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