Lu Wenbin wore a pair of surgical magnifying glasses and used a pair of forceps to remove the fine hair from the pig trotters.
This was the learning method suggested by Ling Ran, and Lu Wenbin felt that it was very reasonable.
Lu Wenbin had never used surgical magnifying glasses before, and he had never tried it with his hands. For him, plucking pig hair or picking air with a pair of surgical magnifying glasses was the same practice.
In Yun Hua Hospital, only the Hand Surgery Department trained resident doctors to operate under a microscope. Lu Wenbin's suturing skills were average, and he did not get a chance to do so during his housemanship. Although he was plucking pig hair now, he did it meticulously.
After plucking three pig trotters, Lu Wenbin took them to the kitchen of the dormitory building not far away and braised them. There were many bachelors in the hospital. The dormitory not only provided a library, but it also provided a kitchen and laundry room so that the junior doctors with little rest time and low income could barely survive.
"I still have some seasonings left. I added cooking wine, soy sauce, onions, ginger, pepper, chili, anise, balsam leaves, grass fruits …" Lu Wenbin ran back while panting and bragged, "It'll be ready after two hours of stewing. By then, each of us will have one. It'll be delicious."
"From what you said, it sounds like something." Wang Jia touched her stomach and felt a little hungry.
Lu Wenbin looked at Ling Ran and asked, "Doctor Ling, can we do this?"
"Yes." Ling Ran lowered his head and continued to play with the tendon.
Lu Wenbin was encouraged. He smiled and said, "The taste should be good after cooking. The pig trotters you chose are also good. They're all hind trotters. The meat is thick and has a lot of collagen. I cut it a few times so that it'll be easier for the taste to seep in …"
Wang Jia, the young nurse, had stars in her eyes and said, "Doctor Ling, you actually know how to choose pig trotters … When I go to the market with my grandmother, she's always the one who chooses pig trotters. I can't even tell the difference between the front and back trotters."
Ling Ran raised his head, exercised his neck, and said, "Only the flexor tendon of the pig's hind foot is suitable for the experiment."
Wang Jia and Lu Wenbin did not expect this answer. The atmosphere was a little silent for a moment.
Lu Wenbin obediently put on the surgical magnifying glasses and stood at Ling Ran's assistant's position to watch him operate.
Ling Ran repeated the process of the M-Tang technique step by step. To be honest, Lu Wenbin did not quite understand it.
However, as Ling Ran repeated it more and more, Lu Wenbin at least knew what he was doing.
Lu Wenbin could not tell what the purpose of a certain step was, but if he knew what Ling Ran was doing, Lu Wenbin would at least know that it was time to pull the skin hook, and he would make room for Ling Ran.
"Pull the line." Ling Ran issued an order as he operated the device again.
Lu Wenbin was stunned for a few seconds before he happily took a suture. He wanted to hold it in his hands.
One pig trotter after another …
Since he did not have to worry about disinfecting the wound before the surgery and healing it after the surgery, Ling Ran only had to do a few key steps to quickly consume the white pig trotters.
Di di.
Beep beep beep.
Lu Wenbin's phone rang softly.
"Erm … it's time for the pork trotters," Lu Wenbin said softly.
The moment he said that, Wang Jia immediately felt hungry. She quickly said, "Hurry up and go get it. We'll only be able to perform the surgery after we're full."
Lu Wenbin glanced at Ling Ran and said, "Doctor Ling, should I go and get the pork trotters first?"
Ling Ran nodded and said, "Bring these along."
Lu Wenbin's gaze then fell on a pile of pork trotters that had just been sutured.
"Pork trotters are still delicious when they're cold." Wang Jia agreed very much.
Lu Wenbin then arduously carried them and quickly returned to the dormitory building.
…..
Twenty-two.
The patient arrived at the Emergency Department later than expected. Accompanying him were the patient's parents, wife, and two of his brothers.
The security guards of the Emergency Department acted as if they were facing a formidable enemy, but they still obediently let them in.
Huo Congjun was a little tired. When he saw Ling Ran, he did not give too many instructions. Whatever he wanted to say could be said in the operating theater.
Lu Wenbin was both nervous and excited.
He had entered the operating theater dozens of times, but most of them were Level One or Level Two surgeries. He rarely had the chance to participate in a major surgery like the M-Tang technique.
If it were not for Ling Ran's identity that made everyone embarrassed, the suitable first assistant would be an attending physician or a chief resident who was familiar with the surgery. The latter was a resident doctor who was about to be promoted to an attending physician. Usually, they needed to undergo high-intensity training and stay in the hospital twenty-four hours a day. This greatly improved their medical skills, and they were obviously better than ordinary resident doctors.
In comparison, Lu Wenbin was just a resident doctor with the least experience. If that were not the case, he would not have been sent to Ling Ran's side.
Lu Wenbin mechanically put on his scrubs, mechanically washed his hands, and mechanically went to the operating theater.
Operating Theater 1 was fully lit. It was much brighter than the old storeroom, and Lu Wenbin inexplicably felt a little more confident.
Before the circulating nurse, anesthetist, and patient arrived, Lu Wenbin asked, "Doctor Ling, the surgery is about to begin. Is there anything else you want to tell me?"
Ling Ran thought about it and said, "Don't pour out the soup."
With a crack, Lu Wenbin's newborn confidence was completely shattered.
…..
"Are you ready?"
Department Director Huo wore a mask and a cap, and his hands were tied as he entered the operating theater.
Lu Wenbin, Wang Jia, and the others subconsciously straightened their backs.
Department Director Huo smiled and asked Ling Ran, "Have you read the information? What's your judgment? "
"It's a typical Zone II flexor tendon injury. There should be a higher success rate," Ling Ran said.
"It's good to have confidence," Department Director Huo said. He then said, "It's okay for us to talk in private, but don't talk about the success rate in front of the patient's family."
Knowing that Ling Ran was a newcomer, Department Director Huo immediately explained, "Patients won't think that they have a low success rate in a large sample size. They will only say that they originally had a high success rate in the surgery, but you failed. Forget it, let's not talk about this now. Let's hope for a higher success rate in the surgery later. It's a good start, haha … "
From Ling Ran's perspective, Department Director Huo was the most nervous among the few people present. The logic in his speech was obviously not as good as usual.
Draping, disinfection, and confirmation.
Huo Congjun did not even pick up the scalpel. He just said, "Ling Ran, you'll be the chief surgeon."
"Okay." Ling Ran did not say much. After he gently looked at the patient's finger, he picked up a pen and gently drew a polygonal line.
The patient's flexor tendon was ruptured because an iron bar had pierced the purlicue between his thumb and index finger.
This position was not enough to expose the rupture, so he had to make another incision.
Huo Congjun only watched without saying anything.
He was a military doctor who graduated from the General Surgery Department and had some research on trauma. Now, his focus was more on burns. He also had experience in tendon suturing, but he had never tried to suture the flexor tendon of a human finger.
After confirming that Ling Ran was a successful case, Huo Congjun would not say anything else.
Ling Ran picked up the scalpel and took a deep breath. Then, he slowly made an incision.
Compared to Master Level Simple Interrupted Suture Technique, Ling Ran's surgical skills were at most at the Novice Level. This also depended on his recent training in debridement and suturing.
However, compared to the knife technique used in debridement, the requirements for surgery were much higher.
Ling Ran made incisions layer by layer, and it took him about four to five minutes, which was much lower than the average level of a surgeon.
Su Jiafu, who was in charge of anesthesia, looked at Ling Ran strangely and did not dare to say anything.
Huo Congjun still remained silent.
"It's open." Ling Ran himself was also drenched in sweat.
At the same time, the system's voice rang in his mind.
[Newbie Mission: Treat the Patient]
[Mission Details: Suture the Patient's Flexor Tendon]
[Mission Reward: Incision (Specialist Level Bow Grip)]
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