It was noon.
The scorching sun shone on the surface of the sea, and when people lay on the edge of the ship, they felt like they could see shoals of fish underwater.
Two crew members could not block the sunlight even with their hats on. They gave up and leaned against the side of the ship until they heard the sound of a speedboat ahead.
"It's here." One of the crew members picked up a pair of binoculars and took a look. He immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Hole seven, hole seven, I'm hole eight. The blood is here, the blood is here."
"Roger, coming right away." Lin Honghou's voice sounded a little distorted.
By the time Lin Honghou climbed onto the deck, the speedboat had already jumped over from the other side of the waves and arrived near Yun Hua 893.
"Is the blood type B here?" Lin Honghou pulled the brim of his hat. He could not see the surface of the sea under the sunlight.
"It's here. This is the first time I can see the other person's blood type with my eyes," the crew member standing in front said emotionally, as if he had learned a new skill.
Lin Honghou could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth a few times. He said, "There are four bags of blood on the ship. It's enough for the time being. The people who came here should get to work first. Do a set of biochemical tests while you're at it. When there's not enough blood, or when we're about to leave, we'll draw blood."
"Alright. Let's go and help. We'll be the ones who need to bleed later. Don't tire yourself out. "The crew member standing in front put away his binoculars and quickly walked forward to shout.
…..
In the operating theater.
When the news of the speedboat's arrival came, the atmosphere in the operating theater immediately became relaxed.
The part-time medical worker who went back and forth to fetch the blood bags and prepare the equipment heaved a sigh of relief. He said, "This is great. The wounded should have survived. This is the vice-captain of the rescue team, right? I've seen him a few times. He's quite a good person. It's God's blessing that he's able to survive. "
"It's only right for those who save people to survive. Otherwise, the world will be too dark. "The young scrub nurse patted the equipment for Ling Ran. Her voice was soft and gentle.
The part-time hygienist stole a glance at her before quickly retracting his gaze. Acting like an experienced person, he said, "How can there be so much darkness and light in the world? Some people will survive, and some people will die if they're unlucky."
After he finished saying these philosophical words, the part-time medical worker began to gain momentum. At this moment, if he were to criticize a boss from another system, he would at least feel good.
Ling Ran lowered his head and sutured the wound. When he was performing surgery, he did not like to chat, and he did not object to other people chatting either. However, he always did not participate in the conversation.
Huo Congjun lowered his head and helped. He rarely went to the frontline in Yun Hua Hospital. As the department director of the Emergency Medical Center, it meant that Huo Congjun's administrative tasks had surpassed his medical tasks. Nowadays, Huo Congjun spent more time on management. He participated in rescues and on-site management. As of now, he still used more of his brain capacity to think about the upcoming task allocation. He was also indifferent to the content of the conversation.
Lu Wenbin … Right now, he only had to perform suction and retraction. Sometimes, he even had to be a helper. It all depended on what Department Director Huo decided to do and whether other assistants came over. He also had to listen to Ling Ran's orders. It could be said that Lu Wenbin had the heart to chat, but he did not have the strength to do it in a group.
As for the young nurses, they were even less interested in the philosophical issues of part-time health workers.
The operating theater became quiet just like that, and it was Ling Ran's favorite environment.
"Department Director Huo, you can handle the kidney now." Ling Ran finished suturing another blood vessel and made some space for him.
"Okay." Huo Congjun squeezed into his position. He did not say much and buried his head in the operating theater.
He was not a professional doctor in the Department of Urology, but in the current environment, he was the most professional.
The injury to the kidney was not a big problem, but the ureter next to it had obvious contusion. After abdominal closure, it was very easy for the ureter to rupture and contaminate the abdominal cavity.
Huo Congjun carefully handled it before he breathed a sigh of relief.
* Shick. *
The door of the operating theater was opened, and two people walked in.
"There can't be so many people in the operating theater." The circulating nurse did not care who came in. She first scolded angrily. Anyway, she had to say this. If the person who came was powerful, she would apologize. If she met a powerful person, she would usually not be angry with a loyal young nurse.
"We're sent by the provincial hospital to provide support." The people who opened the door were Qi Zhenhai from the provincial hospital and an attending physician who came with him. As a medical doctor in his early forties, Qi Zhenhai became a chief physician, and he was only one step away from becoming a department director.
Although he was only one step away, he still could not get over it after a long time.
"Huh?" Huo Congjun gasped and looked at Qi Zhenhai. He snorted in a rather displeased manner and said, "The provincial hospital sent you here, huh?"
"Department Director Huo." Qi Zhenhai greeted him with a smile and said, "Our department director is old, so he won't come. The higher-ups also think that I'm young and strong, so I can be ordered around."
"You can go to Operating Theater 2 to help. Our two attending physicians are there now." Huo Congjun did not want to talk too much with him.
Huo Congjun did not like Qi Zhenhai's way of doing things, but he was still a chief physician from the provincial hospital. His skill level was still better than Doctor Zhou and Zhao Leyi's. Huo Congjun himself could not take it anymore. Sending Qi Zhenhai to Operating Theater 2 could also relieve the pressure and give the patient more benefits.
Qi Zhenhai nodded, but he did not leave immediately. Instead, he gave a look to his attending physician and stayed to watch.
Huo Congjun did not care about him and continued to be Ling Ran's assistant.
"It's a little like an abdominal stroke." Qi Zhenhai watched for a few seconds and said with a smile, "Doctor Ling, how do you feel? Do you need help?"
There was a hint of probing in his tone.
Since they were both in Yun Hua, Qi Zhenhai naturally heard about Ling Ran's success. However, with Old Huo around, Qi Zhenhai quietly treated it as another hospital's matter.
However, this time, Qi Zhenhai wanted to measure Ling Ran's strength. This feeling was like the football babies of different clubs meeting and comparing the size of each other's footballs.
Huo Congjun heard it the moment he heard it, but he smiled sarcastically and did not intend to pay attention to it.
It was not like he had not seen Qi Zhenhai's skills before. In just a few months, Qi Zhenhai's skills would definitely not improve by leaps and bounds like Ling Ran.
Therefore, Huo Congjun felt that Ling Ran should be able to crush Qi Zhenhai easily.
In fact, it was that simple.
Ling Ran quietly performed the surgery. He sutured and restored the messy blood vessels in the vice-captain's abdominal cavity according to the anatomical structure. Then, he protected the spleen, liver, and other damaged organs.
The surgery was very slow because the area of damage was too large, and the injury was too serious.
The most difficult thing was that during this period, the patient's blood vessels would often bleed. Many of the blood vessels did not look good or bad at first, but as time passed, the blood pressure would change, and it would explode.
Ling Ran stopped the bleeding when he said he would.
The entire surgery was about controlling the blood loss and repeating the process of blood loss.
Qi Zhenhai stood by the side and watched for ten minutes without realizing it. He did not leave even when his attending physician came back.
At this moment, Qi Zhenhai seemed to be able to experience the feeling when he was just a Ph.D. student, and his teacher showed him off. He was young, impulsive, and ignorant …
* Shick. *
Zuo Cidian stepped open the operating theater door.
The circulating nurse said without turning her head, "It's full."
"I'm just taking a look." Zuo Cidian craned his neck and asked in a low voice, "Is it going well?"
Huo Congjun nodded slightly at him.
Zuo Cidian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Um, I also have type B blood. If there's nothing else, I can also donate blood …"
"There's no need for that." Ling Ran raised his neck at this time and said, "There shouldn't be a lot of blood loss after this."
"Ah … that's good." Zuo Cidian could not help but feel happy.
Qi Zhenhai raised his eyebrows. The blood loss had not actually stopped, but he believed that Ling Ran would not speak carelessly. This could only mean that Ling Ran had considered all aspects of the surgery.
Qi Zhenhai could not help but feel a little cold. How could such a young doctor's medical skills reach such a level …
"You do it. I'm going to the operating theater too." Qi Zhenhai did not want to watch anymore. He turned and said to Zuo Cidian before he turned and left.
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