Excuse me. "Lu Wenbin pushed the mobile CT machine carefully with his arms.
The new BodyTom did not take much effort to push. If it was a flat floor like Yun Hua Hospital, one person could move it smoothly. For safety's sake, two people pushed and pulled it one after the other, and they had to control their speed.
Bazhaixiang's infrastructure was naturally not comparable to tertiary Grade A hospitals. The mobile CT machine was basically used as a fixed CT machine. It was only moved a little every day to make it convenient for critically ill patients, and it could be considered to be thirty percent of its power.
Wei Jiayou examined every detail of the BodyTom with a meticulous gaze.
As one of the most high-end CT machines, Wei Jiayou had used the BodyTom in Beijing a few years ago. At that time, there was even a newspaper that reported on it.
However, even now, the mobile CT machine was not a mainstream product. There were more than thirty provinces in the country, and at least half of them did not have one. Most of the doctors in the country had not even seen this machine.
However, Wei Jiayou believed that with his familiarity with it, he would definitely be able to distinguish the difference between the real and fake ones. Wei Jiayou did not know whether there were fake mobile CT machines, but he felt that it was very normal for a place like Bazhaixiang to use fake ones. At the very least, it was a second-hand refurbished one.
Wei Jiayou looked and looked, and he heard someone beside him snickering.
Wei Jiayou turned around and saw a middle-aged doctor looking at him with a silly smile.
When he saw Wei Jiayou turn around, the middle-aged doctor did not feel embarrassed. Instead, he stopped smiling and said with a sympathetic gaze, "This is your first time, right? High-tech mobile CT machine. It's ridiculously expensive. It's quite fun, isn't it? "
"I've seen it before," Wei Jiayou said through gritted teeth.
"You've seen it before? It's normal that you've seen it before. I've even seen the throne. Forget it, why am I talking to you about this? Sigh, I'll just say one more thing. Young people like you might have seen the world, but since you're already in a small town and a small hospital, do what you should do. Don't always bite off more than you can chew. Alright, that's all I have to say. I've offended another person. Damn it, I wasted my time talking to you. "
The middle-aged doctor was Cai Qiong. One of the ways he relieved himself of the depression he felt on a daily basis was to entertain the other young doctors in the ward area, teach the resident doctors a lesson, educate the housemen and medical interns, and so on. All of these could make him feel better, and he could persevere for one more day.
Cai Qiong used this method to persevere and not resign. The only aftereffect was that after more than ten or twenty years had passed, the young doctors he used to fool around with had all become attending physicians or even associate chief physicians, which made his living environment outside the General Surgery Department even more difficult …
However, in another 20 years, Cai Qiong would retire.
Therefore, when Cai Qiong saw a handsome doctor daydreaming, he conveniently gave him a piece of advice. Furthermore, he left immediately after saying those words so as to prevent the other party from resisting and affecting his mood.
For Cai Qiong, doctors who looked so handsome sometimes really affected people's moods.
"But he looks a little familiar." Cai Qiong frowned slightly after he was far away.
Wei Jiayou was so angry that he was about to explode, especially when he lowered his head and saw Yu Yuan pursing her lips and smiling. Wei Jiayou felt his liver ache even more.
However, his pride prevented him from acting out.
Yu Yuan continued to lead the way, and her movements were much lighter than before.
"Go in. Once you're done, go to the operating theater and look for Doctor Ling. " Yu Yuan asked for scrubs, keys, and other items from Nurse Liu, who was today's "guarding nurse", and handed them to Wei Jiayou. She then reminded him, "We're performing consecutive surgeries now, and Doctor Ling has high requirements for aseptic operations. Be careful, don't be chased out by the circulating nurse, or it'll be awkward."
"Got it," Wei Jiayou answered in a muffled voice.
Yu Yuan watched him walk in foolishly, and she could not help but sigh. "What I mean is, don't wear perfume. If someone smells it, and you're a doctor outside, the nurse will not be polite to you."
Yun Hua Hospital was also a top hospital in the region. Throughout the year, there were hundreds and thousands of doctors who came for in-service training. More people from all walks of life came to Ling Ran's operating theater. Besides, Ling Ran had high requirements, so the nurses who were familiar with Ling Ran and often helped him set up the operating theater were really strict when they were strict.
Wei Jiayou's mouth twitched, and he lowered his voice a little before he said, "The smell of Radix Gentianae is very faint, and it won't affect the surgery …"
"You're the chief surgeon, so you have the final say. If you're not, don't blame me if you get scolded." Yu Yuan looked as if she had already informed him.
Wei Jiayou stood at the door and hesitated for a few seconds before he said, "Even if I don't spray perfume, it won't be completely tasteless."
"What?"
"Maybe it's because you've been spraying perfume for a long time, so there's a lingering smell. It's impossible for it to be tasteless after just one shower," Wei Jiayou explained a little helplessly.
Yu Yuan almost laughed out loud. "It's just that the smell of salted perfume has gotten into your body!"
Wei Jiayou's expression froze, and he rushed into the shower room in a hurry.
…..
Operating theater.
Ling Ran had already started the second surgery in the afternoon.
As a large number of equipment and brand-new instruments were sent into the operating theater and the rules for consecutive surgeries were changed, Ling Ran used two operating theaters alternately. His daily surgery volume was basically half of what Yun Hua Hospital did.
Of course, this also included minor surgeries such as debridement in the Emergency Department. The good thing was that the assistants had more rest. After all, there were only two operating theaters, and doctors who were not on duty could wake up in the morning, sleep again, and wake up at dawn.
Ling Ran himself tried his best to perform the surgery in a more detailed manner.
The mission of perfect surgeries was not so much a mission, but it was more of a reminder.
Ling Ran had always pursued perfection. However, a large number of patients and surgeries had inadvertently created a lot of pressure, and Ling Ran could not help but waver.
Now that he was in Bazhaixiang, where the demand for surgeries was not high, Ling Ran could naturally perform the mission of perfect surgeries with peace of mind.
In Ling Ran's opinion, performing perfect surgeries did not mean that he had to follow the rules and complete every step of the surgery. Instead, he should use more flexible methods that were more suitable for the patient.
When Ling Ran landed in the operating theater, he decided to first pay attention to the exposure of hepatectomy.
Ling Ran usually used the more common bilateral subcostal incision when he performed surgeries. In other words, he would make a zigzag cut on the patient's abdomen so that the abdominal space above the navel would be completely opened up.
The exposure of this method was good, and it could be said that the safety factor was very high when it came to difficult surgeries like hepatectomy. However, if one were to strive for perfection, this kind of incision would almost destroy all the muscle groups in the upper abdomen, and it would be difficult for the patient to recover. It would also easily lead to psychological expectations of a major surgery, and it was not necessarily the best choice.
This was especially true when it came to tumors at the edge of the liver, or when it came to hepatectomy for a small part of the liver.
As Ling Ran thought about this, he looked at the patient's CT scan and made a small incision under the right costal margin.
"Huh, is that all?" Ma Yanlin, who was the assistant, was stunned.
"Yes, it's enough for today. This incision is enough." Ling Ran's tone was confident and certain.
The young nurses in the operating theater listened to his voice and looked at Ling Ran. They all screamed in their hearts.
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