Ling Ran raised his hand and swiped above the operating table. He spent less than a minute in the Virtual Human to look at Xu Jinyi's liver.
He mainly wanted to see if there was any new expansion of the patient's cancer cells.
This was actually a little against the preparation he made to promote the surgery. However, from Ling Ran's point of view, promotion was promotion. It would be strange if he did not use a useful skill just to try out a new technique.
Ling Ran was already very familiar with the shape of Xu Jinyi's liver.
When he looked at it again, there was not much change.
"Let's start." Ling Ran looked at the monitor beside him and reminded them.
A few assistants immediately stood in position with solemn expressions. Even the attending physicians of the Second Hospital of Beijing Medical Affiliated Hospital did not dare to put on any airs. They were like police dogs in headgear, and their backs were straight, showing their professionalism.
Today's surgery was extremely simple for the General Surgery Department of the Second Hospital of Beijing Medical Affiliated Hospital. However, it was not easy to perform any surgery well.
The young attending physician who was sent by Department Director Li Yuan did not want to become the scapegoat for the surgery's failure. Therefore, the most nervous person in the operating theater was this young attending physician, not counting the patient Xu Jinyi, who was anesthetized.
"Scalpel." Ling Ran extended his hand and touched the handle of the scalpel.
The scrub nurse beside him puffed out her chest and raised her head. She also looked professional.
Different doctors had different habits when they performed surgeries. As a scrub nurse, not only did she have to remember the surgical procedure, but she also had to remember the doctor's habits.
Of course, under normal circumstances, this was a gradual process. The scrub nurse would cooperate with a few doctors, and the more they cooperated, the more they would remember the surgical procedure. The more they cooperated, the more they would know the doctor's habits.
However, there was no such condition in the hospital's operating theater today. To ensure that she could keep up with the progress of the surgery, this young woman who graduated with a master's degree in nursing had memorized the surgical method for two days in advance and watched dozens of hours of Ling Ran's surgery videos.
She even stood in a position that matched Ling Ran's surgical habits.
The effect was also outstanding. Although Ling Ran slowed down when the surgery started, when he realized that the scrub nurse could keep up with him, Ling Ran's speed increased again and again.
"He did it so fast."
"He did it really well."
"Young people nowadays are so f * cking annoying."
The doctors from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Medical University also entered the visitation room, and they began to discuss it without restraint.
Department Director Li Yuan also had his hands behind his back as he watched Ling Ran's operation with a solemn expression on his face.
He had to admit that Ling Ran's surgery was very good. In fact, it was meaningless to pick on the flaws of the surgery when one was at the top level in the country. Doctors of this level only had different tendencies in handling surgeries.
Some doctors were obsessed with bleeding control and pursued a bloodless surgical field, so much so that they had to constantly deal with intraoperative bleeding. Some doctors liked to make large incisions and suture carefully. There were also doctors who pursued speed and gave up on a certain degree of accuracy …
But no matter which type it was, the patient or the patient's family could only choose the type of treatment that they were willing to accept, and they could not ask the doctor to do it the way they wanted.
A doctor's personal style required ten to twenty years of training and practice before it could be gradually developed.
Forcing a doctor to change his style would never get the result the patient wanted.
And when it came to hepatectomy for liver cancer in the early and middle stages of Xu Jinyi's hepatectomy, personal style was actually enough. The outcome of the surgery might not be decided by the patient.
"I heard that Department Director Xu chose the chief surgeon himself?" The hospital's assistant lecturer approached Li Yuan and asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Li Yuan hummed in acknowledgment.
"How did he choose?" The assistant lecturer looked down through the window and said, "Speaking of which, Doctor Ling is good, but compared to you, department director, he's still lacking by more than one level …"
He was purely lying through his teeth. But as an assistant lecturer who was still rising up the ranks, it was considered basic for him to ignore his conscience and flatter the department director.
Li Yuan knew that the other party was a flatterer, but he was still happy when he heard that. His attitude became a little warmer, and he said gently, "Don't say that. It's the same no matter who performs the free liver surgery in the early stages. There's no difference. This time, Jinyi doesn't just value Ling Ran's surgical skills. He also trusts Doctor Ling's grasp of the details of the surgery. "
He pretended that he did not say this, and he just wanted to make his own people happy.
When the people beside him heard this, they could not help but ask, "What details did Doctor Ling do that caught Xu Jinyi's attention?"
Li Yuan was not stingy when it came to praising the younger generation. He said, "Meticulous."
"Meticulous?"
"Yes, meticulous surgery, do you understand?" Li Yuan looked at them and said, "Times are changing, and the patients' requirements are getting higher. In the future, we have to be meticulous doctors."
A few doctors in the room smiled and did not respond. They just thought that their department director was giving them chicken soup again.
At this time, Ling Ran's voice was heard again. "We have to pay special attention to the patient's cystic duct variation. From the image, it should be a spiral adhesion to the left side of the common hepatic duct …"
All the hepatic blood vessels and biliary structures had variations. To put it in simpler terms, the hepatic blood vessels and biliary structures of different people were not the same. However, the doctors still tried their best to make generalizations and make a rough classification of them.
In terms of cystic duct variation alone, there were cystic duct variations that converged into the common bile duct from a lower position, cystic duct from a higher position, cystic duct missing or short, anterior spiral adhesion, posterior spiral adhesion, and so on …
Other than that, there were also variations in the hepatic blood vessels, the shape of the liver, and the bile duct …
So many variations were also one of the reasons why hepatectomy was a challenge.
Compared to simple surgeries, it was much more difficult to remember the surgical method and all the anatomical structures in hepatectomy.
Based on the smallest calculation, assuming that there were six variations in the hepatic blood vessels, liver shape, bile duct, and cystic duct, a doctor would see one out of 1,296 anatomical structures when he cut open the patient's ribs …
In reality, there were even more variations in the human body. It was almost impossible for a doctor to exhaust all of them.
At this time, it was very important to study the image beforehand, analyze it, and come up with countermeasures.
Li Yuan looked at Ling Ran. He was so young. Although he claimed to have performed hundreds of hepatectomies, he did not know if he had performed any similar surgeries before.
For a moment, Li Yuan even regretted listening to Xu Jinyi. It was still too risky to let a young doctor like Ling Ran perform hepatectomy …
As he thought about this, he saw Ling Ran already buried himself in the operating table and started to strip the liver.
The cystic duct that was a spiral adhesion to the left side of the common hepatic duct obviously did not play its role as a hindrance.
Li Yuan furrowed his eyebrows in a barely noticeable manner before he relaxed.
Truth be told, when Li Yuan first saw the image, he was a little puzzled. Xu Jinyi's surgery was not easy, and this included the cystic duct. The cystic duct had grown into a spiral shape, and it was even attached to the common hepatic duct. All doctors knew that if they accidentally broke the two things, it would be very troublesome.
If the bile flowed into the abdominal cavity, it would mean that the body was digesting itself. If the inflammation was not handled properly, the patient would die.
"It's almost done. I'll start with the hepatectomy." Ling Ran did not stop at the cystic duct at all. After he finished the hepatectomy smoothly, he started the hepatectomy smoothly.
There was no ceremony involved in the hepatectomy. It was as if he had just made the incision and made a few instructions before he performed the hepatectomy.
"How is this being particular?" The assistant lecturer suddenly muttered to himself, "He doesn't respect malignant tumors at all!"
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