It was one o 'clock in the morning.
Ling Ran was still busy in the emergency room of Beijing University Sixth Hospital.
Xu Wen accompanied him, and his body began to sway like a Xu Huang.
It was not that he could not stay up late. It was normal for a doctor to stay up late. However, Xu Wen could not endure staying up late like Ling Ran for two days no matter what.
Zhang Anmin, who rushed over from Yun Hua, looked at Xu Wen arrogantly and thought, 'In the Ling Treatment Group, those who don't know how to strike a balance between work and rest will end up like this.'
"I have to sleep for a while." Xu Wen looked at Ling Ran, who was in high spirits, and finally could not take it anymore.
If he persisted, he would not be able to participate in tomorrow's surgery.
Ling Ran hummed and said, "If there's only one surgery tomorrow morning, you can come later."
"Okay …" Xu Wen answered diffidently. The surgery was at six o 'clock in the morning, so how late could he be?
Xu Wen could only stagger to the on-call room and find a place to sleep. He fell asleep almost immediately.
Zhang Anmin looked at his watch and said obediently, "Doctor Ling, I'll go to sleep too."
"Okay." Ling Ran was massaging a patient. He looked serious, and he did not seem to need an assistant.
"I'll sleep in the hospital. You can look for me if you need anything." Zhang Anmin deliberately said this to express that he was purely doing it out of the need of work, and not to save a night's hotel expenses.
The expenses of Yun Hua Hospital's business trips were fixed. If the doctors were willing to stay in a good hotel, they would stay in a good hotel. If they could find a pharmaceutical sales representative, they would save money. A small attending physician like Zhang Anmin was just friends with pharmaceutical sales representatives. It was impossible for him to stay in a hotel, so he could only think of a way himself.
As a man who already knew how to live, Zhang Anmin's strategy was to sleep in the hospital.
This was especially so in a big hospital like Beijing University Sixth Hospital. The on-call room was not bad. The bunk beds were clean, and it was much better than the dormitories in university. Not only did he not have to spend money to stay there, but he could also occasionally get fruits and milk from the doctors.
Nowadays, it was very expensive to send welcome fruits and milk to the hospital. When it was time to sleep, it was not the same bed, and it was not necessarily cleaner than the hospital.
Ling Ran did not care about Zhang Anmin's words. Ling Ran had never cared about his assistants coming and going to rest. Doctors in tertiary Grade A hospitals were basically more self-disciplined. If they could not do this, it would be useless even if they entered tertiary Grade A hospitals. Even if it was Doctor Zhou … Doctor Zhou was considered to be more talented …
Zhang Anmin slipped away. Zuo Cidian, who was yawning, served Ling Ran and massaged the patient.
Even though Beijing University Sixth Hospital was located in Beijing, when it came to emergency treatment resources, it could not be compared to Yun Hua Hospital.
Yun Hua was a big city with a population of tens of millions. The top tertiary Grade A hospitals were Yun Hua Hospital, Yun Hua Provincial Hospital, and the People's Liberation Army General Hospital. Yun Hua Hospital's Emergency Medical Center was the best, and it had a relatively large population. In comparison, there were too many good hospitals in Beijing. Beijing University Sixth Hospital was not famous enough, so there were not many patients who needed debridement and suturing. On the other hand, Ling Ran caught the patients who needed a massage.
In the city where 996 was considered a holiday, there were too many people who felt uncomfortable from their skulls to their feet.
Ling Ran chose the patients who came to him and massaged them. He accepted those who could relieve their pain, and if they did not, he treated it as practicing his skills.
He was equivalent to an intern or an exchange scholar in Beijing University Sixth Hospital. He still had doctors from Beijing University Sixth Hospital with him, so he did not pursue the number of patients.
On the other hand, the Virtual Human still had two hours, twenty-seven minutes, and seventeen seconds left. It was more than enough for the next surgery, so Ling Ran was not in a hurry.
At three o 'clock in the morning, Zuo Cidian could not stand it anymore. He advised, "Doctor Ling, rest for a while. You can recharge until tomorrow morning."
The doctors from Beijing University Sixth Hospital who accompanied them looked at the two of them sideways and looked at the clock on the wall. They deeply discriminated against the concept of "recharging" by the people of Yun Hua.
"Alright. I'll rest for two hours. "Ling Ran did not mind.
When he went to the waiting room, Ling Ran really set the alarm and fell asleep. For Ling Ran, who had just drunk an Energy Serum, this was a bit like nap time.
An afternoon nap naturally had the effect of conserving one's energy.
Five o 'clock.
Ling Ran got up on time, washed up a little, and went to the operating theater.
At this moment, in the operating theater, the nurses from Beijing University Sixth Hospital were also doing preoperative preparations. When they saw Ling Ran, the nurses were all surprised, and they put on expressions and movements that they could only confirm after looking in the mirror.
"You guys go ahead, don't worry about me." Ling Ran said as if he was in Yun Hua Hospital. He stood in front of the operating table and raised his hands gently.
He summoned the Virtual Human in front of everyone.
The blue Virtual Human appeared on the operating table, and it perfectly matched with the scene. Although Ling Ran was the only one who could see it, the effect of the scene was more interesting than him staying in a small room and cutting up a human body.
Cutting up a human body in a bright and clean operating theater felt like an amazing job. Hiding in a small and claustrophobic on-call room and cutting up a human body gave people a rather perverted feeling.
'Scalpel,' Ling Ran said in his heart. He extended his hand, and a scalpel appeared in his hand.
Then, Ling Ran cut open the Virtual Human in front of him. He did not do any more layering or bleeding control. He extended his right hand and directly took out the Virtual Human's liver.
He found the lesion, determined the range, and finally considered the surgical approach.
Throughout the entire process, Ling Ran did not try to avoid anyone. He mumbled various medical terms under his breath.
The young nurses in the operating theater, the anesthetist, and the doctors in the visitation room were not surprised by Ling Ran's behavior.
It was very common for doctors to simulate the entire surgery before the surgery, and it was not strange.
Ling Ran's actions were just a little strange and rough, but who cared?
Even Associate Hospital Director Wang Anzhi, who was sitting in the visitation room, subconsciously ignored Ling Ran's actions.
"It's six o 'clock." The anesthetist kept track of the time and reported the time.
"Wait a minute." Ling Ran looked around him. Xu Wen had not arrived yet.
* Shick. *
The closed door opened, and Xu Wen raised his hands and walked into the operating theater with a calm expression. He looked like a super cool doctor who walked into a holy land with background music, and was about to do a big job to save a few lives.
"Let's start the surgery." Ling Ran did not even wait for Xu Wen to put on his clothes and started the surgery on time.
He was so familiar with hepatectomy that his requirements for assistants were greatly reduced. When Xu Wen entered the operating theater, he was too lazy to wait.
In the visitation room, Ling Ran did not wait for the doctors who had just eaten breakfast or were hungry to prepare themselves.
His level of familiarity was as if he had completely understood the patient's body.
In fact, that was the case.
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