"The signal is connected."
The IT engineer from Yunli Medical Company who stayed in Yun Hua Hospital informed the assistant in the operating theater, Zuo Cidian, and went out.
The resident engineer from Yunli Medical Company was very familiar with the work of debugging the high-definition live broadcast in the operating theater of the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital. However, he still had some complaints.
"It's just a matter of flipping the switch. Can't the doctors do it?"
"Aren't the doctors in the Medical Imaging Department working on instruments every day? Now, they come to us when they use a third-party machine. "
"Doctors are all big babies, right?"
The IT engineer complained in a low voice. When using the camera, aside from flipping the switch, the doctors would directly call the employees of Yunli Medical Company to do the work.
This was also a doctor's habit. Aside from the commonly used instruments, they would ask the sales company to send people to maintain all the third-party machines. It could be said that they would not do anything if they could. In the early days when electronic medical records were first used, it was common for the sales representatives of the sales company to type medical records all day long.
In this regard, there was a reason why the equipment sold to the hospital was expensive.
The doctors themselves were unaware of this.
In the eyes of the doctors, buying a company's products was basically equivalent to buying the company's people. For example, if they bought a certain company's steel plates and Kirschner needles, it was reasonable to ask the company's sales representative to help them break the steel plates. If they bought a certain company's gurney, it was very normal to ask them to send people to push the gurney for half a month. Similarly, if they bought a certain company's indwelling needle and asked them to insert needles, it would be too cheap, and they would be too embarrassed to do so …
However, the price of the camera and broadcasting system was still very much in line with the doctors' tone. Its complicated functions also made the doctors not want to cause trouble for themselves.
If they were too free, they would just go for ward rounds. Who would have the patience to learn photography skills?
Therefore, when high-definition cameras were used, it was usually the engineers from Yunli Medical Company who came forward.
Yunli Medical Company was also very active. Although the working IT engineers were very unwilling, no one cared about the engineers' likes and dislikes.
When Mai Chun heard that Ling Ran wanted to do a "wider" live broadcast, she even personally came over to supervise the work to ensure that everything was smooth during the signal broadcast.
Ling Ran only needed to wait for the time to enter the operating theater.
Zuo Cidian whispered into Ling Ran's ear, "Doctor Ling, Yunli Medical Company has given us a nationwide signal. Now, many hospitals in Changxi Province and many hospitals in the country, especially in Beijing, can receive our surgery's live broadcast."
He looked at the number in the corner and said in a low voice, "There are 22 stations that can see the signal now."
Twenty-two broadcasts, if compared to the standards of mass media, could be said to be weak.
But for the requirements of professional media, 22 broadcasts was a huge number. Even if they were to hold an academic conference and perform a live demonstration surgery, there might not even be one hundred people present. And behind the broadcast signal, it was very normal for there to be three people standing behind the broadcast.
In fact, only the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery of the First People's Hospital of Wuxin City and other hospitals where Ling Ran often went for freelance surgeries would receive the signal to watch Ling Ran's surgery live broadcast.
This was how academic forces worked. For example, the doctors from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery in the First People's Hospital of Wuxin City gained a lot of benefits by inviting Ling Ran for freelance surgeries and practicing on their own. Hence, they were very concerned about Ling Ran's every move. Ling Ran's surgery live broadcast could naturally attract them to watch it.
For a department like the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery in the First People's Hospital of Wuxin City, learning hepatectomy or not was a choice. Once they made the choice, the way they learned was relatively fixed.
It was impossible for senior lecturers and associate lecturers who were already working in the hospital to resign and go back to school. If they wanted to improve further, they could only learn by themselves or slowly learn from a teacher.
This was actually similar to academia. If the university they graduated from was not good, and they did not find a good teacher when they were studying, they could either learn by themselves or learn from a teacher everywhere. Otherwise, they could only be relegated to a lower position.
The worse thing for hospitals was that all the good teachers were in clinical practice. They were pressed for time, and their tasks were heavy. They were not like the big shots in academia, who relied on their subordinates to work. Besides, it was very unlikely for doctors who wanted to learn to work full-time. So, if they wanted to improve, they had to seize all the time they had to learn.
Twenty-two broadcasts meant that there were twenty-two hospitals that were learning from each other. Among them, there might be a screen that was unconsciously turned on in the demonstration room, or it might be unconsciously watched by medical students.
But for the doctors in Yun Hua Hospital, it was still a rather tense surgery.
"Ma Yanlin, stand a little to the right." Lu Wenbin was still the first assistant. When he arrived at the operating theater, he put on his surgical gown and started to fight for a position. The surgery would last for a few hours, and it was very important to stand comfortably.
Ma Yanlin obediently gave up a little more space. He had dark circles under his eyes, and he looked very tired.
"Can you do it? If you can't, go and rest." Lu Wenbin, who was a bachelor, said to Ma Yanlin with a look of disdain, "Don't work hard every time your wife comes back. You should also watch the time. Today is such an important surgery."
"Which surgery is not important?" Ma Yanlin retorted coldly and said, "My wife hasn't come back yet."
"What the heck, you've learned bad things. Are housemen allowed to play with the unspoken rules now? Or did you go out to hunt for food? "Lu Wenbin was so envious that his teeth were protruding.
Ma Yanlin said lazily, "I was on duty yesterday and didn't sleep at all. In the morning, there was an emergency during ward rounds … It's been thirty hours."
The day shift in Yun Hua Hospital was from nine to six. In theory, there was an eight-hour working schedule with a one-hour lunch break. The night shift started at six o 'clock at night and lasted until nine o' clock the next morning. The doctors who were on duty could go home and rest after their shift was handed over the next day.
It did not sound like a very crazy system, but in the implementation of the hospital, it had long turned from a crazy tadpole to a frog. This was because the hospital often encountered unexpected situations. When it was time to hand over the next morning, the department suddenly needed manpower. Was their own rest more important, or was the patient's life more important? Was their own rest more important, or was the leader's order more important? Usually, there was no choice.
The only place where doctors could slack off during night shifts was when they could sleep during night shifts. Therefore, the doctors worshiped the god of night shifts. They offered apples on the table and despised mangoes.
Ma Yanlin was unlucky. Not only was he unlucky during night shifts, but he was also unlucky during the day. He had endured until now, and he could not hold on any longer.
However, it was not a problem for him to operate the retractor.
Lu Wenbin did not sympathize with him at all. "Thirty hours is nothing. I often … Sigh, you're just too weak. You should know when to stop."
"I don't want to either. What can I do? The money I spend on condoms now is more than the money I spend on food."
The corner of Lu Wenbin's mouth twitched. "Eat some pork trotters to replenish your energy."
"If you want to save money, you can also eat chives. The building you live in doesn't have a backyard, so you can eat it on the balcony. Use that PVC pipe to hollow out the balcony and plant chives in it. You can cut them off one after another, and they can be eaten for a long time." Zuo Cidian also gave a very reasonable suggestion.
Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin looked at Zuo Cidian at the same time.
"Old Zuo, it's not easy."
"Doctor Zuo, you've worked hard."
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