Because the patient's mother was sobbing outside the corridor, Ling Ran did not leave immediately after he finished the surgery so that he would not feel uncomfortable.
He followed Su Jiafu and stayed in the recovery room. When Li Tianhong woke up and was fine, they pushed him out together. Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin followed Ling Ran.
They pushed him and said, "The operating theater in the VIP patient building is really toxic. There's only one door. Aren't you worried that we'll be blocked inside and hacked to death?"
"What did you do to deserve to be hacked to death?" Li Tianhong forced his eyes open. He was half-joking and half-doubtful.
Lu Wenbin shook his head and said, "There are too many reasons for patients to hack doctors to death nowadays. Just like your national football team, aren't you scolded by the fans every day?"
"Oh, we deserve it," Li Tianhong said.
Lu Wenbin was stunned. "You're so self-aware."
Li Tianhong snorted and said with difficulty, "I've only been in the national football team for five years, and I used to be scolded more harshly than you."
"Sure." Su Jiafu lowered his voice and said, "Don't talk anymore. You've just finished the surgery, and the anesthesia hasn't worn off yet. Rest well. It's best if you sleep. "
In just a few steps, a few medical staff pushed Li Tianhong out together.
From the direction of the waiting room outside, the moment the door of the operating theater opened, Li Tianhong came out surrounded by five or six medical staff. It was quite a grand scene.
When Li Tianhong's mother heard the sound of the door, she stopped crying.
"Tianhong, how are you? Didn't you say the surgery would last for an hour? " Li Tianhong's mother was in her early forties. She still looked quite young, but she could not help but complain while wiping her tears.
She had a child before she was twenty years old. Until a few years ago, she was still a young woman in her early thirties on the Internet. She wore traditional Chinese clothing and participated in cosplay activities. She was strong and had a great temper. Whether she was complaining or crying, she was very well-practiced.
Su Jiafu coughed and said, "The surgery will last for an hour. The time for anesthesia and recovery will be calculated separately."
Li Tianhong opened his eyes and looked at his mother. He mumbled, "Mom …"
"Okay, okay, okay. I'll stop." Li Tianhong's mother turned to look at Ling Ran. She blinked and asked, "Doctor Ling, was the surgery successful? How does it compare to Liu Weichen's surgery? "
She did not know about the various medical indicators, but from her point of view, Liu Weichen was clearly a successful example.
Without waiting for Ling Ran to speak, Huo Congjun quickly said, "The patients are different, and the surgery cannot be compared. Liu Weichen's surgery is related to his condition. Ling Ran, tell me about your patient's condition. "
"Oh." Ling Ran answered and said, "The surgery was successful. The blood loss was relatively small, around 55 ounces … Next, it depends on the patient's recovery."
According to the model that Zuo Cidian and Huo Congjun taught Ling Ran, he was not allowed to make any promises, and he was not allowed to look forward to the outcome of the surgery. He was also not allowed to talk about the details of the surgery. Hence, there was not much that could be said.
Li Tianhong's mother listened in a daze, then asked, "Can he play football?"
"If nothing unexpected happens, the chances are very high," Ling Ran said.
"What could possibly go wrong?"
Huo Congjun went forward and said, "Madam Zhang, let's talk while we walk. Let's send the patient back to the ward first."
Then, Huo Congjun gestured for everyone to push the hospital bed and walk. He said, "It's very difficult to predict unexpected situations. Take Li Tianhong's case, as long as he does rehabilitation seriously, he will recover very quickly. After resting for a period of time, he will have no problem walking or running again. Naturally, he can also play football. But think about it, an athlete might rupture his Achilles tendon while he is playing football. Shouldn't he be more careful during the rehabilitation process and the recovery process in the later stages? "
"Yes, that's for sure." Li Tianhong's mother was led astray. In the blink of an eye, her eyes turned red again. "Why is Tianhong so unlucky? His career was originally booming, but his Achilles tendon ruptured just like that … Sob, sob, sob …"
"Sister Zhang, now that the surgery is over, let's not be sad anymore. Let's be happy …" The manager was also upset by Li Tianhong's mother's sobs, and she tried her best to persuade her. She knew that if she could not persuade her now, she would have to listen to her sobs for the whole day.
Ling Ran had always been uninterested in this kind of conversation.
He followed them for a few steps, but he did not continue to chase after the gurney. The surgery was already over, and the nurses from the VIP patient building would naturally take care of the patient.
The next afternoon.
Li Tianhong's manager held a press conference and pushed Li Tianhong's wheelchair around in front of the reporters.
After a day and a night of recovery, Li Tianhong looked much better. All the test results were also returning to normal. Li Tianhong, his family, the football team, and related advertisers were naturally happy.
At the end of the press conference, Li Tianhong took the microphone and made a special mention, "I want to especially thank Liu Weichen. He introduced Doctor Ling from Yun Hua Hospital to me. He's a very outstanding doctor, and he performed a very good surgery for me. I hope that everything goes smoothly after the surgery. I can't wait to return to the field … "
The leaders of Yun Hua Hospital who had been paying attention to the press conference were instantly happy. There was a lot of risk in performing surgery for a celebrity patient. If the surgery was not done well, the celebrity would not swallow the insult. At that time, regardless of whether the hospital went through legal procedures or not, the hospital would suffer a lot of losses.
Taking such a risk, they still had to provide the VIP patient building and provide the best nursing team for the celebrity patient. Was it not because of the publicity effect brought by the celebrity? However, there were also good and bad publicity for celebrities.
For example, Li Tianhong's was one of the better ones. He was at a time when people paid more attention to him, and Li Tianhong was the one who personally said it at the press conference, so the exposure was definitely not small.
In comparison, the statements made by many celebrities through their managers were a little lacking.
Because of this, Associate Hospital Director Zhou came to the ward again and called a group of doctors to visit Li Tianhong.
At this time, the ward was already filled with laughter and cheers.
Li Tianhong's teammates, friends, and relatives came and went, and the large ward was as lively as a discount mall. Although it was not as lively as the party held by Liu Weichen that day, it was still a rare scene in the hospital.
Associate Hospital Director Zhou smiled and left after he showed his presence.
Li Tianhong's mother sent them out with a smile. When everyone was about to leave, she grabbed Ling Ran and said, "Doctor Ling, I specially made Dongpo pork knuckle today. Tianhong and the others shared one, and I still have some. You can try it."
"No need …" Ling Ran turned and was about to refuse.
"My father used to be a chef in a state-owned restaurant. The Dongpo pork knuckle I make is a family heirloom." When Li Tianhong's mother said this, she still sounded a little imposing.
She had a smile on her face and quietly tiptoed a little to show off her breasts. When she participated in various cosplay competitions, she used this trick to eliminate a flat-chested girl.
"The king asked me to patrol the mountains …"
Ling Ran's phone rang.
Ling Ran nodded his head and picked up the call.
"Ling Ran …" Tian Qi's voice came from the phone.
"There's noise." Ling Ran took two steps outside to find a place with better signal.
"The helicopter is too noisy," Tian Qi said with a smile. "I asked a master to teach me how to make Dongpo pork knuckle. I'm afraid that it won't taste good when it's cold, so I called a helicopter. Do you want to perform surgery at noon? Let's eat together."
"Oh, okay … then let's go to the small cafeteria in the operating theater." Ling Ran agreed immediately.
"Okay, okay. I'll be there in about five minutes."
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