Lu Wenbin felt strange. He looked at Ling Ran and said, "Doctor Ling, are you asking on our behalf?"
Zhang Anmin flattered him, "Of course it's for us. Doctor Ling is giving us some pointers. I think it's more practical to accept one's fate. "
"Clothes make the man. With your doctor's salary, you can buy two good clothes and you'll be able to attract people's attention."
"That's not recognition. It's showing off."
Lu Wenbin and Zhang Anmin chatted casually while they continued to perform the surgery with Ling Ran.
When surgeons performed familiar surgeries, there was not much difference between them and workers in mechanical factories. Of course, due to the complexity of the human body and the low fault tolerance rate, surgeons might need to think more and be under more pressure. But at the end of the day, this was still a job that required practice.
If a surgeon was not skilled in performing a surgery, the patient would not be willing to let him perform the surgery.
But during surgery, chatting was always the norm in the operating theater.
Chatting while performing surgeries for the whole day could be said to be an exquisite surgeon's life. If a surgeon was not allowed to chat while performing surgeries for the whole day, he would be a miserable industrial worker.
"It's too easy for a doctor to gain recognition. Just like Doctor Ling, perform a few demonstrative surgeries, and everyone in Changxi Province will know about it." Zhang Anmin continued to flatter Ling Ran.
"A demonstration surgery is just a demonstration surgery. There should be other plans." It was not Ling Ran's first demonstration surgery. If he had to say, he had performed Achilles tendon repair demonstration surgery much earlier, so there were always international patients coming to Yun Hua Hospital for treatment. However, it would be a little arrogant to say that everyone in the province knew about it. It was just like how many celebrities were extremely popular, but there were still people who did not know that one or two demonstration surgeries were not decisive.
At this moment, Wang Jia, who was a circulating nurse by the side, said, "Doctor Ling can appear on television. I've seen many famous doctors become famous after appearing on television."
The female doctor who was watching by the side also quickly nodded. "It's good to be on television. Doctor Ling is much more handsome than celebrities when he wears a large white coat. If he shows off his skills …"
"How are you going to reveal your skills? Breaking the host's fingers on the spot? "Lu Wenbin laughed as he spoke.
The girls all looked at Lu Wenbin with cold expressions.
A few seconds later, everyone returned to the previous topic.
"Doctor Ling will always be handsome no matter what."
"Wow, what if Doctor Ling wears black?"
"Doctor Ling, why don't you contact the TV stations? They will definitely be willing."
The more Ling Ran listened, the more he found it unreliable. What was the point of being on TV? He was already on TV when he was in kindergarten. When he was in elementary school, he was on TV even more often, but the school fees he had to pay were still not a dime less.
When he saw Ling Ran shake his head gently, Lu Wenbin grinned. "Doctor Ling, you don't need to acknowledge anything. Just sit in the emergency room, and you'll be able to cure a lot of patients in just a few minutes."
Ling Ran instantly realized what was going on, even though he said it unintentionally.
Although hepatectomy was high-end and domineering, and it was also very helpful to the patient, it did not mean that minor surgeries in the emergency room were not helpful to the patient.
Even if the patient received a double liver transplant, the help it could provide to the patient might not be greater than a finger replantation.
For patients, curing their illness was the same as curing their illness. Perhaps they would feel even more grateful if they were cured of a serious illness, but most of their gratitude might be directed at God, not the doctor.
Moreover, for most patients, a broken arm was already a serious illness. The scratches on the face might be more worrying than cholecystitis. When it came to the recognition of doctors, patients were different.
Ling Ran had an idea, but he did not say much. He quietly finished the surgery and looked for Zuo Cidian. He said, "In the next few days, I plan to go to the emergency room more. Major surgeries like hepatectomy can be arranged later."
Zuo Cidian was very surprised. He muttered, "Go to the emergency room …" He could not help but say, "Recently, there have been a lot of hepatectomies. How long will you stay in the emergency room?"
"Just a few hours." By "a few hours", Ling Ran meant that he would stay for nine hours. He thought about Zuo Cidian's words again, and he did not want to let go of the hepatectomy patients, so he said, "If there are really a lot of surgeries, arrange for them to be at night. I'll do them at night."
For the current Ling Ran, a bottle of Energy Serum could guarantee that he could remove four livers. If he did it smoothly and quickly, it would not be strange for him to remove six livers. It was nothing.
Zuo Cidian habitually trembled a little, but he changed his mind. 'What am I afraid of? There are so many people in the Ling Treatment Group now. Even if I work 24 hours a day, I can still manage them.'
…..
The next day.
Ling Ran woke up at dawn to perform surgeries. By seven in the morning, he had completed four scheduled hepatectomies and came to the emergency room.
For a hospital of the scale of Yun Hua Hospital, four hepatectomies a day was considered a lot.
Hepatectomy was a standard major surgery. It was basic to prepare for the surgery for a day and take care of the patients after the surgery for a day. Ling Ran's treatment group could usually save some medical resources because of the smooth operation and the good results of the surgery, but they could not save a lot of medical resources.
Forget about other things, just waiting for the patient to wake up after the surgery would require a doctor to stay by the patient's side all the time so that they could administer medicine and resuscitate the patient in time if there were any problems.
Ling Ran performed four hepatectomies in one go. The "guards" who were sent to perform the first hepatectomy were not released yet, but the other three were already arranged in order. Without borrowing the manpower from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, Ling Ran could rest after he completed four hepatectomies.
Meanwhile, the emergency room started to get busy at seven in the morning.
"What kind of patients do we have?" Ling Ran went to the reception desk and asked the nurse directly, as usual.
No one would fight for the patients in the treatment room because they were too common.
For example, there was only one solution for injuries such as head injuries, leg injuries, and buttocks injuries — debridement and suturing.
In the hospital, only interns and junior resident doctors were interested in debridement and suturing. When it came to the level of senior resident doctors, they would look for opportunities to perform abdominal surgeries or minor orthopedic surgeries. They had long since lost interest in suturing the skin.
Similarly, when it came to level one attending physicians, they were no longer interested in normal abdominal surgeries or orthopedic surgeries. However, they still had to do what they had to do. Therefore, many doctors had the experience of practicing in the Emergency Department.
It was even more convenient for Ling Ran when he was in the emergency room. When the nurse saw him, she immediately turned the computer screen around and operated while giving Ling Ran choices.
"There aren't many patients this morning." Ling Ran glanced through the list and did not find any interesting symptoms. When he thought about his mission, he chose the simplest one and said, "I'll perform debridement for this patient who fell on his head."
"Okay. He's in the fourth seat. " The nurse at the reception desk eagerly guided Ling Ran over. He saw a family of three surrounding a young child and waiting for the doctor.
Zuo Cidian, who was following Ling Ran, leaped forward and said with a smile, "Little boy, how old are you …"
The young child looked at Zuo Cidian's face, opened his mouth, and was about to cry.
Zuo Cidian was already experienced in this. When he saw that the situation was not right, he immediately moved away and gave way to Ling Ran. He said, "Little boy, let this doctor treat you, okay?"
The young child looked at Ling Ran with his mouth pouting, and his mouth slowly returned to normal. Then, it slowly curled up again.
"Okay." The young child shouted happily as if he was answering a teacher's question.
He seemed to be worried that Ling Ran could not hear him clearly, so he shouted again, "Okay!"
At the same time, Ling Ran received a mission notification. [Acknowledgement + 1]
Ling Ran's expression froze. The new mission was unexpectedly naughty.
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