When the surgery had been going on for an hour, the people in the visitation room who had nothing to do were a little bored.
For people who were not in the medical circle, the stomach or colon in a hot pot with chili oil was very attractive, but it was more unappetizing when it was soaked in red blood.
If they did not look at the screen, the scene in the operating theater would gradually become a little boring. Three doctors in blue scrubs spent most of their time looking at the screen in the operating theater. The movements of their hands were so small that they looked like they were fighting crickets. If they did not know beforehand, they would give the impression that the amount of exercise the doctors did was less than that of teenagers playing arcade games.
The two anesthetists made people feel even more drowsy. In comparison, Su Jiafu would play with the computer from time to time. He would type something and delete something. He was like a white-collar worker who did forms. His anesthesiologist was a complete idiot. To put it in a nicer way, it was as if he had practiced the Turtle Breathing Technique.
The nurses kept running around, but for the people in the visitation room, today's focus was not on them.
"Hey, why don't you go back? Aren't you tired after doing the same thing for such a long time?" a woman in a large white coat said, and people immediately noticed that her large white coat was fake.
"You're right, lying down is too tiring."
"The pictures that should be taken are almost done. It'll be the same if we take them again."
"You're right."
"Why aren't you leaving?"
"You should leave …"
"So, you lied to us and left?"
The sudden bustle in the visitation room caught people off guard.
The group of doctors looked at each other. Under the scrutinizing gaze of the chief physicians, a few of them put away their phones.
Huo Congjun coughed a few times and said, "Now, we'll start the seventh lymphadenectomy group."
"Yes, this should be the difficult part of the entire surgery." Wei Qing, the associate chief physician of the General Surgery Department, also felt awkward, so he quickly spoke up.
Huo Congjun hummed a few times. "The eighth, ninth, and twelfth lymphadenectomy group are considered difficult."
"They're also the key. The proper hepatic artery, common bile duct, and portal vein are the most important anatomical structures during lymphadenectomy." When Wei Qing said this, he suddenly felt awkward again. It did not feel right to talk about hepatic artery, common bile duct, and portal vein in front of Ling Ran.
Of course, the General Surgery Department also did hepatobiliary surgery. If there was no Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery, cholecystitis and even hepatectomy would also be done by the General Surgery Department. Professor Feng Zhixiang from Beijing was a supporter of the General Surgery Department. He was determined not to separate from the General Surgery Department, so he could set up a General Surgery Center to arrange positions for his subordinates.
The General Surgery Department of Yun Hua Hospital was also a strong unit. The Department of Hepatobiliary surgery Department was not as He Yuanzheng was to He Yuanzheng was not.
From this point of view, He Yuanzheng, who came from another hospital, was beaten up by a few departments until today. Moreover, unless his strength increased or he found a stronger background, He Yuanzheng would still be beaten up in the foreseeable future. Fortunately, he was still young. If he could endure the humiliation and persevere, when the department director of the General Surgery Department retired, Department Director Huo of the Emergency Department retired, and the hospital director and associate hospital director of the Surgery Department retired, he might be … beaten up by Ling Ran alone.
When Wei Qing talked about the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, He Yuanzheng, and Ling Ran, he did not know what to say.
Ling Ran's achievements in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery were obvious to all. He did not just beat the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery in Yun Hua Hospital, but also the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery in Changxi Province, and even the General Surgery Department. He even managed to get Feng Zhixiang, who was a big shot from Beijing. He mainly relied on his skills. This was what made people admire him the most, but also the most dissatisfied.
When it came to admiring Ling Ran, doctors spoke with their skills. They were the best in the country, and as surgeons, they had no choice but to admire him. But when it came to admiring Ling Ran, the department directors and associate department directors, who could occasionally taste power, could not help but think about it.
"Ling Ran still has an advantage when it comes to abdominal surgeries." The department director of the General Surgery Department took over the conversation and said, "Actually, the Third Military Medical University's Southwest Hospital has performed quite a lot of laparoscopic stomach cancer surgeries. From what I remember, they managed to perform one thousand cases a few years ago. They can only perform stomach cancer surgeries before the advanced stage. This number should be a lot. "
Huo Congjun raised his eyebrows when he heard that. "Really?"
"He wrote a research paper." The department director of the General Surgery Department smiled. "I remember that they use laparoscopes to perform radical gastrectomy for stomach cancer, and their average time is about two hundred minutes."
Huo Congjun calculated that two hundred minutes was only three and a half hours, and he was instantly not very stubborn.
He had also participated in the preoperative consultation. Today's surgery plan was also arranged according to the three-hundred-minute time limit. Although there would be some differences, they would not be too fast if they wanted to be.
"Fast doesn't necessarily mean good." Huo Congjun was still very stubborn. He looked down and said, "When Ling Ran performs hepatectomy, he can perform it within an hour. But he doesn't pursue this."
"He doesn't pursue it. It's natural."
"You're right. But today's focus should be on how to perform the surgery well for the patient, right?" Huo Congjun narrowed his eyes.
"Of course we have to perform the surgery well." This sentence was not said by the department director of the General Surgery Department.
A few people subconsciously turned around and saw an unfamiliar doctor in a large white coat speaking in a hoarse voice.
"Which department are you from?" Huo Congjun frowned. He had been in the hospital for a long time. There were doctors whom he had not scolded, but there were not many doctors whom he had not seen before.
"I … I'm Old Xu's captain." The unfamiliar man took off his large white coat and said, "I heard that you can watch surgeries here, so I came in to take a look."
"Old Xu's captain … Do you have any identification?" Huo Congjun saw that the other party was strong and did not immediately scold him.
The captain of the police dog squad hesitated for two seconds, but he still took out his identification. He showed it to Huo Congjun and said, "I know this is a little against the rules. I'm mainly worried about Old Xu. He only has one wife, and she doesn't know much about these things. I have to help him take a look."
"Even if he has two wives, he can't help with the surgery." Huo Congjun saw the name with his sharp eyes and said, "Captain Chu, right? Since you're here, I won't say much. Don't talk anymore, or else, I'll complain to your leader."
"Okay." Captain Chu took out the obedience that he had accumulated for twenty years and said in a low voice, "I just want to ask, is the situation good now?"
"Everything is going well."
Captain Chu was a little relieved, but he waited for a few seconds and said, "I'll say one last thing. Old Xu's parents died saving people, and they saved a total of five people. I asked someone before, and the five people they saved are all alive now. If you add them up, it means that they have lived for another one hundred years."
Huo Congjun and the department director of the General Surgery Department looked at each other. Huo Congjun sighed and said, "Go ahead."
The department director of the General Surgery Department nodded and said, "Now we're doing lymphadenectomy, mainly to prevent recurrence. If the lymphadenectomy is clean, the probability of recurrence will be lower …"
Captain Chu listened seriously, but there was worry in his eyes. As an ordinary person, it was impossible for him to have the optimism of a doctor. He only had endless worries.
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Yu Peiwu, Qian Feng, Hao Yingxue, et al. Analysis of the curative effects of 726 cases of gastric cancer treated with laparoscopy. Chinese Journal of Digestive Surgery, 2011, 10 (1): 44-47
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