The operating theater of Beijing University Sixth Hospital.
Green paint covered the wall, and a blue drape covered the operating table.
The anesthetist nervously adjusted the parameters of the drugs. Today was different from usual. He could do whatever he wanted, change it, and look around. There were many leaders of the hospital present for today's surgery. If he encountered someone who was serious about finding fault, his reputation would be ruined.
The nurses were also carefully checking over and over again, for fear that any mistakes would affect the operation.
Xu Wen, who hosted the scene, supervised the whole scene as the first assistant. Occasionally, he raised his head and saw Associate Hospital Director Wang's expectant gaze and the figures of many leaders of Beijing University Sixth Hospital.
In the corner of the visitation room, Professor Feng Zhixiang's appearance meant that more attention had appeared.
Although Professor Feng Zhixiang had made some mistakes when he performed the surgery in Yun Hua, his status was not affected. First, if the patient was fine, then the world would be at peace. Second, there would always be times when a great professor made mistakes, and the medical field could not expect a doctor to be infallible.
It was not strange for a patient to have a crisis on the operating table. It was a place of life and death. How to solve a crisis was the strength of a high-ranking doctor. From this point of view, it was Professor Feng Zhixiang's credit that the patient was saved despite the hemorrhage. However, he used Ling Ran, a doctor, as a tool.
With Professor Feng Zhixiang's reputation in the General Surgery Department, he was really qualified to use a doctor like Ling Ran as a tool.
Correspondingly, when he appeared at the surgery site where Ling Ran was the chief surgeon and watched the surgery, it also indirectly raised Ling Ran's status.
The status in the medical field was accumulated bit by bit like this.
When Xu Wen thought of this, he secretly shook his head. 'With so many high-ranking doctors in front of me, it can no longer be considered as a small matter.' Forget about other things, when the doctors in Beijing Hospital talked about Ling Ran in the future, they could no longer treat him as an ordinary person. If Xu Wen wanted to invite Ling Ran for freelance surgery again, his identity as a local hospital would no longer be an obstacle.
Xu Wen's gaze turned to Ling Ran.
This time, Ling Ran stood in the open space and waved his hands in front of him. Those who did not know would think that he was practicing some kind of musical instrument.
But all the doctors present knew that Ling Ran was replaying the surgery scene in his mind.
Many doctors had similar habits, and Ling Ran's habit was something that happened recently.
Xu Wen looked at Ling Ran's actions. Not only did he not find it strange, but he also admired it.
Even at Ling Ran's skill level, he was still trying his best to improve. Xu Wen felt that this attitude alone was worth learning from.
At the same time, while Ling Ran was thinking about the technical details, he could not help but think about what Academician Du said and did yesterday.
It had to be said that Academician Du was also a special patient to Ling Ran.
Before this, the surgeries Ling Ran performed were either emergency surgeries, Achilles tendon repair surgeries, or hepatolithiasis surgeries that were not serious and life-threatening. Although he had also performed a few liver cancer surgeries, among these patients, Academician Du's desire to live was the strongest.
His desire to survive was so strong that it was like a young man's. Perhaps it was because Academician Du had the passion, hope, dreams, and pursuits of a young man …
Ling Ran was not a person who was good at communicating, but he could see that Academician Du was indignant.
He was just like a student who was happily doing his homework, but did not expect that when he was halfway done, his homework would be snatched away by his parents, and he would not be allowed to do it anymore. Ling Ran still remembered his desire for the other half of his homework and his unwillingness to accept the fact that he had not completed his homework.
"Doctor Ling, we're ready." Xu Wen looked at the time and confirmed the preparations and status of all aspects before he came over to inform Ling Ran.
"Okay," Ling Ran replied. He retracted his hands, raised them in the air, and stood in front of the operating table. However, he did not immediately start the surgery. Instead, he pondered for a few seconds before he slowly said, "The main risk in today's surgery is that the patient's portal vein has been infected by cancer cells. Therefore, we need to be very careful when dealing with the blood vessels. In addition, the patient has fatty liver, cirrhosis, high blood pressure, a history of gastric ulcers and enteritis, and the coronary artery in the heart is also quite serious. Coupled with the risk factors of old age, we need to finish the surgery as soon as possible and do as little blood transfusion as possible … "
Xu Wen and Zhang Anmin quickly nodded. The other nurses and anesthetists also nodded quickly.
They knew that Ling Ran said this to them.
After all, they did not belong to the same department. Ling Ran's current surgery was still equivalent to freelance surgery. Even if there was a preoperative consultation, he still needed to remind them many times before and after the surgery.
Upstairs, Wang Anzhi introduced to the crowd with a solemn expression, "Doctor Ling hopes to do as little blood transfusion as possible, but we still need to prepare enough blood. Because the patient's blood vessels are very fragile, it's very easy to be in danger during the surgery …
"The patient's liver function is too weak, so we need to remove as little liver as possible. This part will also take up extra time, so they need to focus …
"The patient is a prestigious academician of the Chinese Academy of Engineering, and he is very busy. We hope that through this rare surgery, we can not only save the patient's life, but also save the patient's career, so that Academician Du can return to work."
The doctors in the visitation room nodded slowly. Not every doctor who watched the surgery knew the patient's medical history and other relevant information. If they told them, the following parts of the surgery would be clearer.
Feng Zhixiang especially stared at the patient below seriously. When Ling Ran started, he watched even more attentively.
He had actually watched Ling Ran's surgeries many times, but every time, it was a new experience.
Ling Ran would show different skills for different patients, and this was what surprised Feng Zhixiang the most.
"Amazing, right?" Zhu Tongyi stood beside Feng Zhixiang with a proud expression.
Feng Zhixiang smiled and thought, 'You're an orthopedist. Do you really know how amazing Ling Ran's surgery is?'
Zhu Tongyi was too familiar with this kind of contempt from the General Surgery Department. He also smiled and thought, 'Sh * t picker, you can only watch Ling Ran's skills.'
The two-hundred-pound resident doctor who was brought over by Zhu Tongyi to serve Professor Feng Zhixiang stood at the corner of the wall and watched as his boss and Professor Feng Zhixiang exchanged silent glances. He was so excited that he subconsciously unscrewed the cap of the bottle in his hand and gulped down a two-hundred-pound resident doctor's drink.
The General Surgery Department doctor brought over by Feng Zhixiang immediately turned and stared at the 201 pound resident doctor when he heard him gulping down the water.
The 201 pound resident doctor pursed his lips and pretended to be unconcerned as he looked down. Then, he slowly became concerned.
This was the first time he came to Beijing. He could not say that he did not have any friends, but when he looked around, the only person he knew and was familiar with who was not part of the team was Ling Ran. In fact, when the 201 pound resident doctor saw Ling Ran performing the surgery seriously, just like when he was in the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center, he even felt an inexplicable sense of closeness.
"Endotherm knife." On the operating table, Ling Ran had already started to deal with the small blood vessels.
His movements were very fast. In a few minutes, he completed a series of bleeding control procedures. Then, he picked up the needle holder and started to work on the liver.
The liver was famous for being fragile, and the liver of cirrhosis was even more so. If there was a slight problem with the strength of the hand, there would be a mistake.
On the other hand, in order to provide the patient with the conditions to recover quickly, the opening of the surgery was also getting smaller year by year.
Ling Ran gently turned over the liver in the wound that was the size of two fists.
The white gloves were inserted into the red wound, and together with the blue draping and silver tools, there was an unusual … sense of danger …
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