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Chapter 1393 Steady

Ling Ran on the screen seemed a little leisurely and contented.

With more surgery, the learning burden of the Da Vinci surgical robot becomes smaller and smaller, and it is extremely convenient to replace it.

Not to mention that the 720-degree steering robot is very comfortable to operate, the seat alone increases the comfort of the operator a lot.

Ling Ran now has surgery such as hepatochondrial cancer thrombosis, and his feelings are even more obvious. In the past, he had laparoscopic or open surgery, and he stood for several hours. Not to mention his fatigue, his body posture would be greatly restricted.

Because when laparoscopy or open surgery is used, medical devices are extensions of human limbs, which greatly restricts the doctor's posture. For example, if you want to get a crooked blood clot, you have to bend over and slant.

But using the Da Vinci robot, this part of the hard work is avoided. The operator sat peacefully and manipulated the robotic arm to rotate in the patient's abdominal cavity.

Of course, if a doctor with weaker skills is doing the surgery, he may have the urge to penetrate the patient's abdomen due to the inability to operate the robotic arm and directly pull it out.

"Rest for five minutes." Ling Ran completed the pre-part of the operation, got up and drank water to rest, and pressed himself for a while on his neck and wrist.

The little nurse next to her thoughtfully brought a roll of hot towel, looked at Ling Ran's shoulders and neck with greed, and wished she could just start and press it.

Obviously not possible. The "san group" of any hospital will not allow this situation.

Ma Yanlin, who was sitting on another Da Vinci robot, also quickly made relaxing movements without caring about other people's opinions.

This is a very rare opportunity.

As the first doctor in Ling's treatment group to go for robot certification, Ma Yanlin originally had a first-mover advantage over other doctors.

Although Ling Ran was crushed by Ling Ran before he could enjoy this lead, Ma Yanlin could easily see it when the time of passion burst out.

He was not trying to get ahead of Ling Ran, but becoming a robot master in Ling's treatment group, or even Ling Ran's first assistant, was the goal Ma Yanlin pursued.

And to do this, perform well during the surgery and perform as many major surgeries as possible, is the best way to do it.

The previous surgery for the middle liver lobe was performed by Taiwu's director. Ma Yanlin was quite regretful and finally managed to get rid of the other party. Today's cancer thrombosis surgery, Ma Yanlin wanted to squeeze out every energy.

Just go home early as my wife!

Encouraged by this spirit, Ma Yanlin had just had a short rest, and then took Red Bull and swallowed a handful of vitamins. In just a few seconds, he felt his fatigue slightly faded, his eyes brightened, and even his eyelids became hard.

"Well, the second round begins, it's expected to be two hours." Ling Ran sat down and was in high spirits.

He likes this planned operation mode very much. He usually performs surgery, and although he will also divide the surgery into sections, it is not as obvious as the Da Vinci robot.

The obvious segmentation brings a clear sense of rhythm, which Ling Ran likes very much.

Of course, he also likes the vision of bloodless surgery, which is also easy to achieve in ultra-minimal invasive conditions.

Ling Ran nodded slightly and started the operation in a good mood.

"I'll play a song." The little nurse in the operating room felt something and lowered her head and started operating.

A light music sounded and came from the Harman Katon speakers distributed in every corner of the operating room.

The music is soft but a little sad, which is a bit surprising.

Director Hou Fu, who had just entered the door, was a music expert in the operating room. After hearing it, he noticed it. He couldn't help but look at the little nurse, but smiled and said, "I can't bear to let Dr. Ling leave."

"Yeah." The young nurse nodded heavily, her nasal voice was heavy.

This time, not only him, but many people in the operating room were in a bad mood.

"I will come again when you have a bed." Ling Ran said unexpectedly, with a comforting nature.

This is also a scene that Ling Ran is very familiar with. Whenever he joins any team, no matter how long or when he leaves, he can easily bring out sadness. The most serious thing is that during elementary school, Ling Ran takes the bus. When he gets off, the passengers on the bus will become depressed.

For this reason, when Ling Ran encounters this situation, he will still try to adjust the atmosphere. Sometimes, even if you say, "I will meet you next time," it will make everyone feel better.

During the process of flying knives, Ling Ran encountered this situation more than once. At this time, he did not always remain silent, but would try to say something.

The little nurse indeed said "happy" again, but it sounded completely different.

Director Hou Fu also heard it and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, let's sacrifice some more beds, we can always tell you what Dr. Ling invited me back."

Several nurses present swept over with fierce eyes.

"Hey, what I said is wrong...?" Director Hou Fu felt guilty and seemed to be leaking balloons.

"Dr. Ling's surgery is so good. It's okay to use our bed, so it's not a sacrifice." The newly graduated nurse didn't care about the face of the deputy director, and her voice was loud and crisp.

Other nurses also nodded, expressing their agreement and support.

Director Hou Fu clearly saw a few young doctors nodded foolishly.

"Det you are right, because my situation is smaller." What can Director Hou Fu say? Being obediently is swinging around by the people.

Fortunately, everyone didn't chase him and criticize him, and everyone's attention was still on Ling Ran.

After a while, Zuo Cidian came over and comforted her softly, saying, "After all, it's Dr. Ling, so it's good if you get used to it."

Director Hou Fu laughed twice and sighed: "I'm fine. We have been the deputy director for so long, what are you not used to?"

He felt that Zuo Cidian was similar to himself, both of whom were oppressed as deputy directors.

Zuo Cidian smiled empathically, and after a few seconds, he said, "No matter how much we talk about it, we can really make an appointment to see what time is the right time for the next cooperative operation."

Director Hou Fu was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Okay, I think the director has this meaning."

As Taiwu Central Hospital, he would definitely not invite doctors from hospitals of Yun Medical to fly to the flying knife. It is useless to have good skills. This is a matter of face. No one is willing to lower his identity.

However, Director Liang Xue’s pursuit is different. It is also willing to do something to save a little face for greater face.

Zuo Cidian laughed twice, and then chatted about the specific content while the iron was hot.

Ling Ran was still immersed in the operation and did not have to pay attention to these details.

The two hours ended soon.

"Stay for five minutes and have another period." Ling Ran was still excited.

If the liver and bile ducts are drawn with images, it is like a tree-shaped diagram, growing in the middle of the liver. The earlier the hepatochoretic duct cancer thrombus, the more the lesion is located at the treetops. On the contrary, the more it spreads to the trunk and roots, it means that the cancer is deeper.

The so-called cancer thrombus, as the name suggests, is like an emboli, stuffed into the bile duct.

What Ling Ran could do at this time was to constantly peel off the cancer thrombus and carefully remove it.

This process must be extremely meticulous, otherwise, the long process will often become meaningless.

Therefore, for most doctors, stripping the cancer thrombus is a very difficult and difficult process.

In fact, the doctors watching were all over the place after batches of things being lost by this long process.
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