"Doctor Jin, this is Doctor Ling. He came to our hospital today to perform hepatectomy for elderly patients with liver cancer." The local doctor who had a smile that looked like a Pekingese flashed a smile.
He was a young doctor from the General Surgery Department, but he often came to the Emergency Department for consultation. He knew Jin Xiongteng, so he deliberately emphasized his tone to show that he was serious.
When Jin Xiongteng heard it, he could not help but furrow his eyebrows and look at Ling Ran. 'This is too much. Is there really such a handsome doctor?' It's not like we're filming a movie!
However, Jin Xiongteng also heard the hidden meaning in the words of the little Pekingese doctor. This was a doctor invited by the hospital, and he might be a disciple of some big shot.
It was normal for an expert doctor to bring along one or two assistants for freelance surgery. Moreover, doctors who could perform hepatectomy for elderly patients with liver cancer were definitely very skilled in terms of skills.
Jin Xiongteng didn't give face to the monk, but to give face to the Buddha.
Also, based on the hospital's chain of contempt, Jin Xiongteng, as an emergency doctor, could not hold on to the other party.
In the current hospital, those who performed liver surgery looked down on those who performed gallbladder surgery, those who performed gallbladder surgery looked down on those who performed stomach surgery, those who performed stomach surgery looked down on those who performed intestines, and those who performed intestines looked down on those who performed anus surgery … When they faced the Emergency Department, everyone could still maintain the attitude of "we're the heroes of the General Surgery Department".
Jin Xiongteng himself was just a normal attending physician in the Emergency Department. He might not have seen as many livers as doctors who knew how to perform hepatectomy. When he thought about this and looked at Ling Ran's face again, Jin Xiongteng found it hard to maintain his imposing manner.
"If you're not a doctor from this hospital, don't interfere," Jin Xiongteng said as he lowered his head to perform the intubation.
The little Pekingese had a bitter smile on his face. He knew that Jin Xiongteng had misunderstood.
If Jin Xiongteng knew that Ling Ran was the protagonist of today's freelance surgery, there was an 80% chance that he would not say that. What's the point of saying all this? He had come to the hospital to dissect people for fun, and he even charged money for it. It was normal for him to say a few words when he saw Jin Xiongteng performing CPR.
However, Jin Xiongteng had clearly messed up.
Jin Xiongteng obviously didn't pay much attention to a young man. Although he had adjusted his tone, he didn't give him the respect he should have.
The young Pekingese resident doctor secretly shook his head. He could not jump out at this time, as he was afraid that Ling Ran would point the finger at him.
Jin Xiongteng continued intubating … and intubating again …
After several unsuccessful attempts, Jin Xiongteng picked up the scalpel and began to cut the trachea.
Ling Ran watched from the beginning to the end and did not interrupt.
Different doctors had different opinions and ideas when it came to treatment plans. This was just like solving a math problem. There might be four or five ways to solve a problem, and there were even more ways to think about it. There was no need to follow the same method and way of thinking, even if it was the best plan. The main point was to get the answer.
It was normal for different doctors to have different ideas in the formulation of medical treatment plans. Forcefully correcting them would only make the situation more complicated.
Unless the doctor's plan was obstructed, and he could not come to a conclusion …
The doctor on the gurney was losing strength in his arms.
"Someone else." Jin Xiongteng had no choice but to replace the doctor on the gurney.
The third doctor in the emergency room was dealing with other patients and could not leave for a while.
When Jin Xiongteng was tired, he would change to another person. Then, he would change back again and perform defibrillation in between.
After a few rounds, Jin Xiongteng became less and less confident.
After another round, Jin Xiongteng didn't step forward anymore. He only wiped his forehead and said, "Announce the time of death."
If CPR failed, the patient would die. For a hospital like Donghuang Regional Hospital, death cases were not common. Under normal circumstances, they would send patients they could not handle to higher-level hospitals.
Jin Xiongteng's eyebrows were still furrowed. It was as if his eyebrows were locked.
"I'll do it again." Ling Ran seized the moment when the doctor in front of him left to immediately get on the gurney. He knelt beside the patient and started to massage the patient with all his might.
Jin Xiongteng wanted to block it, but he felt that there was nothing to block.
The doctor was performing CPR, not surgery. There was nothing to block.
Ling Ran huffed and puffed for a minute and said, "Epinephrine."
The nurse looked at Jin Xiongteng.
"Here," Jin Xiongteng said briefly. He was not in a good mood.
Ling Ran continued to massage the patient. After a while, he said, "Increase the amount of oxygen."
Jin Xiongteng grumbled impatiently, "Is there no end to this …"
"The patient is not done yet," Ling Ran raised his head and answered. He put all of Jin Xiongteng's words and thoughts into his words.
In a place like a hospital, although there were countless rules and regulations, at the end of the day, the core goal was to save people's lives.
Although there were many people in the dark who did not think so, when someone wanted to save a life in a place where there was light, there was no way to oppose it.
There was no way to oppose any kind of shameless behavior.
Jin Xiongteng resisted the urge to say anything else. He thought resentfully, 'So what if you're handsome? You can be a doctor in other people's hospitals just because you're handsome?
While he was gathering his resentment, a group of leaders came in from the side door.
The department director of the General Surgery Department of Donghuang Regional Hospital, the associate hospital director, and the others accompanied Feng Yuanzheng and Zhu Tongyi.
They were still talking about the new project and the new surgical method. When they looked up, they saw Ling Ran riding on the gurney and performing CPR with all his might.
"What's going on?" the associate hospital director looked around and asked.
"This doctor from another hospital must help with CPR." Jin Xiongteng emphasized the word "help", and he waited for the leader's judgment.
The associate hospital director did not speak immediately. He turned to look at Feng Zhixiang and the others.
"Doctor Ling's job is in the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital, and he is very experienced in CPR." Zhu Tongyi gave a simple explanation.
Zuo Cidian said, "Ling Treatment Group is responsible for training CPR teams in Yun Hua Hospital. Now, we have trained three teams."
Zuo Cidian paused for a moment before he continued, "Three of the patients who received CPR from Doctor Ling were saved by prolonged CPR. If Doctor Ling is willing to help, I believe that this patient will be very willing to help as well."
The associate hospital director smiled and did not say anything else. He turned around and started another topic.
Zuo Cidian and Zhang Anmin came to Ling Ran's side and started to help replace him.
All members of Ling Ran's treatment group were trained in CPR, and Zhang Anmin was no exception. Compared to the paramedics trained in other hospitals, the CPR training in Ling Ran's treatment group was more complete. Theoretically, they all had the ability to direct CPR.
The three of them took turns quickly every thirty seconds, and they did not stop in between.
The others just stood in the emergency room and watched Ling Ran and the others perform CPR in silence.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Five minutes.
Ling Ran did not ask the patient to stop. The CPR was like a never-ending exercise, and it continued on.
In the beginning, everyone could not help but feel a little annoyed. It was as if they were stuck in a traffic jam and hated the car accident in front of them.
However, as time passed, everyone's emotions calmed down.
All the people in the room were doctors, and they knew that there was a high possibility that Ling Ran was doing something useless. However, the fact that Ling Ran could do something useless in front of so many specialists and colleagues made them feel something in their hearts. 'If everyone feels tired just by watching, what kind of state is Ling Ran in?'
"Defibrillation." Ling Ran jumped off the gurney and let Zhang Anmin take over.
* Beep. *
The electrocardiogram on the monitor suddenly beat, and then it returned to normal.
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