There were limited seats in the room, so Huo Congjun went to the demonstration room and asked the pharmaceutical sales representative from Yunli Medical Company to connect the signal.
Yun Hua Hospital's demonstration room used a signal sent by a pharmaceutical sales company, and Huo Congjun felt a little helpless.
However, Huo Congjun's focus today was still on Ling Ran, and he no longer cared about the signal program.
"Department Director Huo is here." He Yuanzheng from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery came earlier, and he greeted Huo Congjun with a faint smile.
He was showing Huo Congjun respect.
He had no choice but to do so. If Ling Ran had performed hepatectomy and emergency hepatectomy for hepatolithiasis in the past, He Yuanzheng would have tolerated it. After all, there were many hepatectomies, and the most important one was liver cancer …
Then, Ling Ran started to perform liver cancer.
If he did not show his respect, He Yuanzheng was afraid that his hard-earned position as the department director of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery would become the department director of the Department of Pancreatic Surgery in the future.
God take pity on him, he was not very brave.
"Department Director He is here." Huo Congjun's expression did not change when he saw He Yuanzheng, and there was no hint of shame on his face.
In the past, Huo Congjun did not feel ashamed when he humiliated a doctor in a medical conference. He said it was a medical conference, but he could not remember it clearly because it happened so many times.
Huo Congjun would not show too much respect to a small department director like He Yuanzheng. Moreover, in Huo Congjun's opinion, there was not much difference between the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery and the Department of Pancreatic Surgery in Yun Hua Hospital. Originally, only He Yuanzheng's liver surgeries were decent. Now, He Yuanzheng had performed many liver surgeries, and he was just doing what Ling Ran did not do.
He Yuanzheng carefully observed Huo Congjun's expression and showed a caring smile. "Department Director Huo, aren't you worried about performing surgery on a seventy-three-year-old liver cancer patient with multiple underlying diseases?"
"If I'm not worried, I won't come." Huo Congjun did not feel awkward when someone from his own department performed surgery on someone else and got caught. Instead, he said in a guiding tone, "Since you've already decided to operate on this patient, why don't you be more generous and organize surgery observation? You can learn if you succeed, and you can learn if you fail, right?"
Huo Congjun was not afraid that Ling Ran would fail. Of course, it would be best if the surgery was successful, but how many surgeons had never failed before?
Ling Ran was currently performing freelance hepatectomy in the province. If he failed, the news would spread throughout the province within minutes.
Instead of letting other surgeons secretly guess the reason for the failure, it would be better for Big Ming to generously let everyone visit and observe. It would be great if he succeeded, but if he failed …
Huo Congjun believed that Ling Ran's skills would leave a deep impression on others.
In fact, with Ling Ran's current mastery of hepatectomy, bleeding control, and cardiopulmonary resuscitation, it was not easy for a patient to die in front of him.
"Let's begin." Ling Ran's voice came from the screen.
Even the visitors in the demonstration room lowered their voices.
"Don't you want to give a speech?" Most of them were doctors from the hospital who rarely saw Ling Ran perform surgeries.
"When did you see Ling Ran give you a speech?" This was a doctor from the hospital who often watched Ling Ran perform surgeries and deliberately came over.
"It'll be great if Doctor Ling gives a speech," a woman said.
The operating theater.
Ling Ran did not waste even a second and started the surgery.
He used twenty-eight minutes in the waiting room just now to determine the infiltration range of Qi Yuquan's cancer cells, so the usable time of the Virtual Human was reduced to two hours and fifty-two minutes.
Considering the rapid expansion of cancer cells, Ling Ran did not want to waste any more time and cause the tumor's edge to move outwards.
Doctors from all over the province automatically shut their mouths and watched.
High-ranking doctors actually cherished learning opportunities such as demonstration surgeries more than junior doctors. This was because unlike the subconscious thoughts of ordinary people, senior doctors actually lacked the time and opportunity to learn.
Before junior doctors became chief surgeons, although they were often scolded by senior doctors, if they had any questions, most of the senior doctors would answer them. If they did something wrong, they would even be scolded by senior doctors to the point that they could not take care of themselves, so the scolding was easily carved into their lives.
However, once junior doctors became chief surgeons, senior doctors would become relatively polite. At this time, it would be relatively difficult for junior doctors to learn new skills.
In general, the more doctors there were in a hospital who scolded others, the faster the junior doctors would grow. When a doctor grew to the point that no one cared about him, he would have to rely on himself to grow.
Take He Yuanzheng from Yun Hua Hospital for example. Before he met Ling Ran, his skills improved very slowly.
Correspondingly, some departments with great experts in Beijing could continuously produce excellent people because there were even more excellent people looking down on them.
Most people did not have such opportunities, especially doctors in local hospitals. When they became attending physicians and assistant lecturers, they had to rely on themselves.
Inviting freelance surgeons or observing demonstration surgeries performed by senior doctors was a rare learning opportunity for them.
The reason why Ling Ran was able to become so famous as a freelance surgeon in just one year was because of his skills, but also because of his personality. When a person's skills were amazing, his strictness would be seen as a form of strict love.
"Pull away. First, do the hepatic dissection." Ling Ran's surgery was very fast, and he constantly reminded his assistants of the progress and the next steps.
A seventy-three-year-old patient did not need to do many examinations to know that his surgery tolerance was definitely not strong. When he thought about the fact that pathological examination would take a lot of time during hepatectomy, Ling Ran tried his best to shorten the time before the surgery.
Yu Yuan pulled the retractor hard like a leopard with a piece of meat in its mouth. Only her head was exposed from behind the tree.
It could not be helped. Ling Ran was too tall, and the height of the operating table was determined according to the size of the chief surgeon.
Therefore, when the size difference between the assistant and the chief surgeon was large, there would often be some strange occupational diseases. For example, the shorter assistant would often have neck pain, and the taller assistant would often have a hunched back and have back pain.
As the first assistant, Lu Wenbin was taller, but he did not feel relaxed. He followed Ling Ran's operation in a flurry. He disconnected the left hepatic artery and the left branch of the portal vein to prevent the tumor cells from overflowing and entering the right hepatic system from the portal vein system during the operation.
At the same time, Ling Ran kept reminding.
"Protect the wall of the portal vein.
"Don't touch the caudate.
"Pay attention to the knot …"
Lu Wenbin was so busy that sweat appeared on his forehead. He could only rest for a few seconds when the nurse wiped his sweat.
The doctors in the operating theater looked at Lu Wenbin, and they felt amused and envious.
Many of them had the experience of cooperating with Ling Ran during surgeries, and they had learned a lot. One of the reasons they hired Ling Ran as a freelance surgeon was to learn, or to steal his skills.
However, no one could be like Lu Wenbin and learn it so systematically.
For a surgery like this, half of the people in the operating theater were not qualified to be the chief surgeon. How many doctors dared to touch the liver of a seventy-three-year-old old man?
However, Lu Wenbin's skills were bad, but he still had the opportunity to participate. This was an experience that even the government-affiliated hospitals in Beijing rarely had.
"Now, deal with the left hepatic vein. Rest for fifteen seconds and focus." Ling Ran had his own rhythm, and he also paid attention to the condition of his assistants.
The distance between the left hepatic vein and the inferior vena cava was very close. If something went wrong, something bad would happen. At this time, just reminding or shouting was not enough. He must consciously adjust the condition of his assistants.
Master Level Hepatectomy could not cover all aspects. The strategy used, or in other words, how to compromise during the surgery, was very important.
If there were no assistants who were above Master Level Hepatectomy, he would give more reminders and give his assistants time to breathe at critical moments.
Ling Ran also took the opportunity to observe the liver. He also needed time to decide on the suturing method of the hepatic section.
"Continue." Ling Ran raised his head to look at the time and immersed himself in the operation again.
Unlike the rough operation he performed on the Virtual Human, when he performed hepatectomy on a real person, the treatment other than the resected part was the most time-consuming.
For example, the liver incision must be designed in advance, and different decisions must be made according to different patients.
Today, Ling Ran used the lip corner. In professional terms, it was the lip-shaped hepatectomy. For this, he must fully free the ligament, close the hepatic section tightly, pull the liver up, and carry out the hepatectomy …
Therefore, the range of the hepatectomy actually had to be decided the moment the liver section was closed.
If the cut was wrong, he would have to repeat the previous step, and it would waste a lot of time.
Therefore, when Ling Ran began to close the liver section, everyone could not help but exclaim.
"Only this short?"
"It's not enough."
"I can only cut this much. The patient won't be able to bear it if I cut any more. Seventy-three."
"If the patient can't bear it, don't do it. If I cut so little, the patient will relapse in a few months, and it'll be fatal."
Zuo Cidian cleared his throat and coughed.
The operating theater was instantly silent.
Then, Ling Ran began to cut the liver without hesitation.
"Send it to the Pathology Department to determine the boundary of the cancer cells." As Ling Ran spoke, he carefully clamped the cut liver tissue into a bottle, and watched the bottle be put into the incubator.
Young Nurse Wang Jia picked up the box and quickly ran to the Pathology Department.
The doctors in the operating theater could not help but whisper among themselves.
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