Lin Honghou, who was thirty-five years old this year, was the resident doctor of Yun Hua 893. He was also a senior attending physician in the hospital in the base.
To be fair, Lin Honghou's ability and experience were above average, which meant that he was at the level of a normal senior attending physician in Yun Hua. Zhao Leyi was not considered weak. After all, Yun Hua was already the top hospital in the region, and it was one of the best hospitals in Changxi Province. It was just like how Lin Honghou was chosen to enter the hospital ship and carry out various important tasks. If he was not one percent of his peers, he would not have such an opportunity.
However, the profession of doctors was quite unfriendly to young people, or rather, to normal young people.
When people in other professions reached thirty-five years old, they might not be great, but the best among them could still be considered as the mainstay of the profession. If they were chosen from among the best in the same profession in a province, the top practitioners in the province at the age of thirty-five would not be weaker than others in terms of skills, even if they did not take into account social factors such as social connections.
If they were blue-collar workers, thirty-five years old might be the peak of a person's skills.
But in the field of doctors, thirty-five years old could only be considered as the beginning stage.
Even if Lin Honghou was talented, had good knowledge, had always been studying hard, had many opportunities, and had accumulated a lot of experience, he would still be mediocre in the field of doctors.
This was because he did not need to compare himself with his thirty-five-year-old peers, but with forty-five-year-old or fifty-five-year-old doctors who were equally hardworking and had more experience.
In other professions, practitioners from thirty-five to fifty-five years old might learn and accumulate skills passively. There might be more people who would go downhill than uphill.
But in the field of doctors, those who were not department directors had to take the initiative to learn, or else, they would just be idle.
In such an environment, Lin Honghou's skills really could not be displayed.
The hospital ship had chosen Lin Honghou because it required younger resident doctors, not because he was better than the other doctors in the hospital in the base.
But in comparison, a doctor like Zhao Leyi was really a junior in terms of medical skills. He was the kind of doctor who could only sit in "normal consultation" on consultation days.
When Ling Ran went out for freelance surgeries, he did not know how many such attending physicians he had to operate the retractor. Ling Ran's evaluation of Lin Honghou's skills could be said to be very neutral.
He was just not good!
Lin Honghou's face darkened.
Compared to attending physicians like Zhao Leyi, Lin Honghou was actually the kind of doctor who did not know his limits. As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison. Lin Honghou spent half of his year on the sea, and he spent the other half of his year on training. Hence, he did not spend much time in the hospital system.
In the hospital, Lin Honghou did not feel the distance between senior doctors as deeply as he did in local hospitals.
In his daily practice, the diseases he faced were actually relatively simple. Although the scene of blood flowing like a river was terrifying, in terms of medicine, the treatment of this kind of disease was relatively simple.
Lin Honghou did not have much contact with senior doctors, and he did not need them as well. This made him think highly of himself. He raised his head, glanced at Ling Ran, and said in a sarcastic tone, "Doctor Ling, right? I'm sorry for making you worry about me."
Ling Ran gave her an understanding smile.
He had seen many weak doctors, so he was used to it.
But Lin Honghou was not used to Ling Ran's smile. He could not help but snort again. "Alright, you're more skilled. Please guide me more."
When Huo Congjun heard this, he called Ling Ran an idiot in his heart. He quickly said, "Ling Ran …"
Ling Ran nodded at Huo Congjun and guided Lin Honghou. "I can't see many problems with the suture just now. Your technique of suturing blood vessels is crude, and you'll probably need to practice for a long time. The anatomical structure of the abdominal cavity is obviously not clear. Hmm, you can't improve on this immediately. You can start learning from the anatomical structure of the spleen … "
The more Lin Honghou listened, the more confused he became. However, Ling Ran's barehanded bleeding control was still quite shocking. Hence, Lin Honghou pouted at Huo Congjun and the rescue team members beside him. He then gave up his position and said, "Come, I'll give you the position."
He wanted to see Ling Ran's skills, and then he would choose a suitable angle to criticize him.
As a doctor who had gone abroad many times to provide medical assistance, Lin Honghou had actually competed with doctors in and out of the country in terms of skills.
Of course, he only competed with doctors of the same age or similar age. Those who were older would not give them a chance to compete with each other. Among doctors, middle-aged people in their thirties and forties were more attached to the concept of skills.
Ling Ran stood in the position that Lin Honghou gave up without hesitation.
Ling Ran had performed at least a few hundred freelance surgeries for teaching purposes. If he were to be more general, he might have performed more than a thousand freelance surgeries. Ling Ran had met those who humbly accepted teaching or those who tested him for teaching, and he never distinguished between them …
Just like how he never categorized the weak students among his classmates, Ling Ran always treated everyone equally.
Huo Congjun facepalmed and said nothing.
Although he was a big critic, Huo Congjun actually valued the right time, the right place, and the right people when it came to actual operations.
Huo Congjun originally wanted to understand the situation on the ship when he just got on the ship, but … he did not care if he scolded.
Huo Congjun adjusted his posture and decided to watch quietly.
Lin Honghou also gradually calmed down.
This was because while he was still thinking about how to mock and criticize Ling Ran, Ling Ran had already cleaned up the head and the tail of the spleen.
Lin Honghou could not find any mistakes.
Actually, Lin Honghou rarely encountered such a situation. Every surgeon had different habits and ways of doing things. During the process of performing surgery, there would always be parts that they handled well or parts that they were not good at.
It was just like when a student was answering questions. There were times when they answered difficult questions correctly, but there were also times when they answered simple questions incorrectly.
Lin Honghou originally planned to find a low-level mistake to scold. A doctor at Ling Ran's age should not make too many low-level mistakes. In Lin Honghou's impression, the young doctors in the hospital in the base made so many mistakes that they could not even scold them all.
However, Lin Honghou did not find any low-level mistakes.
Naturally, Lin Honghou did not panic. Even if a student answered a simple question correctly, when the teacher wanted to scold him, he would still have many ways to do so.
Lin Honghou watched and thought about it …
He watched Ling Ran finish dealing with the spleen, watched Ling Ran suture the injured blood vessels, and watched Ling Ran start to work on the liver …
"Liver … About that …" Lin Honghou panicked. 'You even dare to touch the liver? You're too arrogant. '
"I'll be done soon." Ling Ran did not intend to explain at this time. The liver was slightly more difficult compared to Lin Honghou's level, so there was no need for him to explain it. If he could understand it, he would do it. If he could not, it would be considered a relatively common situation.
Meanwhile, Ling Ran quickly dissociated and tied knots. Then, he cut a very small piece and said, "Send it to the pathology department."
"Send it to the pathology department? Do you suspect that it's cancer? "The circulating nurse in the operating theater was also stunned.
"It's a little similar. It's similar to a few liver cancer surgeries performed recently." Ling Ran explained at this time before he urged the nurse, "Send it over quickly. I'll help the patient deal with the other parts of the body first."
Huo Congjun finally had the chance to speak. "Ling Ran has performed more than five hundred hepatectomies this year. Just follow his judgment."
"Oh? Oh … "Lin Honghou's voice sounded weak.
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