Chapter 492 Self-improvement
Four o'clock in the morning.
The Chlorophytum sleeps with the Pothos, the Pothos presses the Chlorophytum, the Chlorophytum and the Pothos encourage each other, the Pothos rests on the Chlorophytum and the Chlorophytum rolls over the Pothos, and the Chlorophytum and the Pothos press the Chlorophytum and keep it secret.
It was quiet all around, but the doctors and nurses on duty at the emergency center were as if they were facing a powerful enemy. They packed themselves neatly and waited quietly.
Woo woo woo...
The sound of the laborious engine came from the square in front of the yard.
Everyone subconsciously raised their chests and raised their heads.
"Dr. Ling's Jetta, I'm afraid it was cheated. The engine is at least five years old." Zuo Cidian put his hands in his sleeves and sniffed while performing the Northeastern performance.
The cow nurse next to me was disgusted, so she said with the bluntness of a middle-aged aunt: "Doctor Zuo, if you have a cold, stand back and don't go to the front to fight the wind."
"Make love against the wind, the more you do, the more you love." Zuo Cidian said casually, avoiding the attack smoothly, and said: "I just can't stand the evil wind at night. Who would have thought that there would be such a thing in summer?"
When it’s cold.”
"This is not the first time you have picked up Dr. Ling at four in the morning."
"That's why I said Xie Feng. Besides, Dr. Ling should be rich, so why doesn't he buy a better car?" Zuo Cidian looked puzzled.
"I know you bought a BMW." Nurse Niu was even more disgusted and curled her lips and said: "If Dr. Ling wants to drive a good car, some people will give it to him as a gift. Why should he buy it? Maybe in two years, he will bring it with him as part of the woman's dowry.
I have a good car."
Su Mengxue's eyes lit up when she heard this: "I can let my family buy a good car as a dowry. Mom told me before..."
A young nurse next to him also nodded repeatedly: "If it's Dr. Ling, I can also buy a nice car as a dowry, no betrothal gift required!"
Zuo Cidian listened and Dongbei Tui's sleeves loosened.
"You are going to be criticized by your relatives and friends for being like this. How can you ask your parents to add a dowry!" Zuo Cidian said with a guilty conscience, and nodded to Zhang Anmin who was standing behind him, and asked: "Really?"
"Yes... that's right." Zhang Anmin sneered twice.
All he could think about now was flying knives.
Moreover, Zhang Anmin is now convinced that a group of flying knives will be arranged for the Second Hospital of Wuxin City tomorrow.
Some time ago, Ling Ran underwent hundreds of cases of intrahepatic bile duct stones at the First and Second Hospitals of Wuxin City. Now he is being discharged one after another. Not only has no one died, but the prognosis is good.
This result can be said to be a reassurance for the First and Second Hospitals of Wuxin City.
In fact, when Zhang Anmin heard such news, his first reaction was to lie.
The first point is that the probability of liver resection not killing people is too low. Although liver resection may not necessarily kill people, the only reason Zhang Anmin can think of for doing thirty to fifty liver resections without dying is because of patient selection.
Otherwise, judging by the normal admission procedures, it would be too rare to do a hundred cases without death.
However, when theory conflicts with reality, the correct approach is to believe in reality.
The real result is that the First and Second Hospitals of Wuxin City are very enthusiastic about asking Ling Ran to make flying knives.
Now that they had collected the medical records of intrahepatic bile duct stones, their first choice was to invite Ling Ran to come and perform a knife attack.
Because liver resection for intrahepatic bile duct stones is an elective surgery, and the elective options are very wide, the Wuxin Second Hospital, which was the first to take action, accumulated 10 cases of liver resection for intrahepatic bile duct stones in one go, which was completely enough for Ling Ran.
At least, that's what they thought about doing it for two days.
For Zhang Anmin, his considerations were even simpler.
The price of the flying knife given to Ling Ran by Wuxin City Second Hospital is 6,000 yuan per operation, plus a business seat on the high-speed rail, as well as a Hilton executive suite and single accommodation.
6,000 yuan alone is considered the starting price for flying knife doctors. A doctor who can perform surgeries across regions will cost at least 5,000 yuan. The lowest price will be 6,000 to 7,000 yuan on the surface, and then a friendly price will be charged.
3000 yuan.
However, in order to avoid the rising tide of doctors from other places, Wuxin City No. 2 Hospital only dared to offer a price of 6,000 yuan, and then concentrated multiple cases to give Ling Ran a slight compensation.
Of course, what attracts Zhang Anmin the most is the price offered by Wuxin City Second Hospital to Ling Ran’s assistants. The first assistant is 800 yuan each, and the second assistant is 200 yuan each. It can be said to be very kind and generous. The same high-speed rail business seats and
Hilton's single rooms can also be said to be very respectable.
This kind of price and treatment were obviously used to win over Ling Ran's people.
At least, as far as Zhang Anmin knew, He Yuanzheng, the director of the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery, always brought only a few of his direct subordinates with him when he went out to perform knife skills.
However, Ling Ran was short of people, and Zhang Anmin was sure that based on his experience, Ling Ran did not have a qualified liver resection assistant. However, Ling Ran was able to perform such operations one after another, and was stunned.
He has trained a few experienced people, the only ones Zhang Anmin has seen in his life...
Zhang Anmin glanced at Zuo Cidian secretly. He knew that Zuo Cidian was the chief steward of the Lingran group and had a say in the manpower of the flying knives, which made him dare not offend him.
"Doctor Ling is here." Someone shouted in a low voice, and everyone immediately lined up again.
Zhang Anmin even put his legs together and looked serious.
I cannot have enough respect for the leader of the treatment team.
"There are a lot of operations today, so we started the operation an hour early. Well, are you ready for the first patient?" Ling Ran came in, nodded to everyone, and asked the question.
Zuo Cidian said quickly: "Everything is ready. Su Jiafu is here for anesthesia."
"It's Su Jiafu again? Doesn't he sleep?" Ling Ran was inexplicably surprised. In recent weeks, in order to refuel for surgery, he had to drink a bottle of energy potion almost every week. For Su Jiafu who didn't have energy potion, he could drink it at any time.
Ling Ran was even a little worried when he appeared in the operating room.
Zuo Cidian said as usual: "That's just the way anesthesiologists are. It doesn't matter."
Ling Ran nodded slowly and said, "If nothing happens, just go wash your hands and have surgery."
After saying that, Ling Ran took the lead and led everyone to the operating room.
An operation.
Another surgery.
Two cases of liver resection, then one case of Tang suture, then one case of Achilles tendon repair, and then another liver resection...
Zhang Anmin followed and performed two first-aid and one second-in-command operations. He was already dizzy. At noon, he was thrust back into the operating room of the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department and placed in the chief operating position.
Zhang Anmin was stunned.
Ling Ran said warmly: "Dr. Zhang, we agreed that I will take you to do liver resection, and you will take me to do gallbladder surgery..."
"Oh..." Zhang Anmin couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he recalled it, and said, "Why don't you, Dr. Ling, be the chief surgeon?"
"No, I can do a few more surgeries." Ling Ran didn't look in a hurry.
Ding.
The system sound appeared in Ling Ran's ears:
Mission: Self-improvement.
Task content: Acquire the technique "Cholecystectomy (Introduction)" through self-practice
Chapter completed!