emergency room.

Dr. Zhou looked at his mobile phone leisurely. While reading, he gave an introduction to the resident doctor next to him, who looked ordinary, had ordinary skills, and had an ordinary life.

Yes, using an imported steel plate can make his wife smile for three more days. Of course, he just doesn’t have a wife. Doctors don’t actually need wives, hey..."

"Dr. Zhou, the patient seems to have lost a lot of blood." The resident doctor, who has an average appearance and ordinary skills and a life without distinction, looked slightly anxious.

The patient in the emergency room has a ruptured liver. Although in recent days, there are always emergency cases of liver rupture sent to Yun Medical, but after all, it is a ruptured liver. In theory, if you are sent to the emergency room, you have a chance to get away with it.

Dr. Zhou glanced at the emergency room calmly and said, "Isn't Lu Wenbin busy in there? Zuo Cidian is there too."

"Lu Wenbin is the second-year resident doctor, Zuo Cidian... Dr. Zuo has never done emergency liver rupture before, right?" The young resident doctor casually discriminated against Zuo Cidian. The birth discrimination in the town health center must be with him.

For the rest of his life, unless he is as awesome as Feng Zhixiang, he will become a good talker.

Dr. Zhou asked back: "Dr. Zuo hasn't done it, have you done it?"

The young resident doctor was stunned and said: "No."

"Do you think I've done it?" Dr. Zhou stared at the young resident.

The young resident felt guilty when he saw it, and whispered: "You should have done it before... right?"

"Looking down on people?" Dr. Zhou's eyes widened.

"not me……"

"I haven't done a few cases." Dr. Zhou paused and said, "Three people died, which is considered average. Do you know how many liver resections Lu Wenbin and the others have done?"

The young resident doctor shook his head.

"I heard that there have been 200 cases. Lu Wenbin can handle at least sixty or seventy cases. Dr. Zuo... Dr. Zuo can at least help." Dr. Zhou curled his lips and said something discriminating about Zuo Cidian, and then picked up the medicine.

He turned on his cell phone and ignored the commotion around him, and said calmly: "If I go in, they have to listen to me. I'm not as experienced as them. What should I do in there?"

"What if there is a splenic rupture?" The resident doctor, who looked ordinary, had ordinary skills, and had no features in his life, put forward a seemingly irrefutable reason.

Liver rupture caused by trauma is often combined with spleen rupture, and the probability is relatively high. Like Boss Shao, the liver was broken by a fall, and the spleen was broken by a kick, one by one, but it is a minority.

However, this was not the first day Dr. Zhou had started. He could not have been caught by the little resident doctor. He looked at the phone calmly and said: "Go and have a look, and come back to report the situation."

"Ah...yes." The resident doctor went there obediently, leaving no room for resistance.

Dr. Zhou continued to hold his mobile phone while relaxing his mind and body.

Not long after, the young resident doctor came back and said with envy: "Lu Wenbin has stabilized the situation, Dr. Ling has also come here, and now he is sent to the operating room, saying he is preparing for emergency liver resection."

Dr. Zhou knew what he was thinking at a glance and said: "If you are interested, just follow Dr. Ling. Dr. Ling is a very nice person. As long as you know a few surgeries and have some basic skills, he will teach you whatever you ask."

The biggest difference between hospitals and medical schools is that the teaching in medical schools is structured, but in hospitals no one will arrange learning procedures for you, you have to learn by yourself. There are smart people who break through all the obstacles and become famous doctors.

The aura, or the one who went astray, slowly disappears.

Listening to Dr. Zhou's words, the young resident shrank his neck helplessly and said, "I can't handle Dr. Ling's surgery. I have a girlfriend."

"You have a girlfriend?" Dr. Zhou was very surprised.

"I shouldn't have a girlfriend." The young resident doctor looked unhappy.

Dr. Zhou shook his head and asked, "Does she know?"

"I know... Doctor Zhou, we can't chat like this."

"Then you go help Dr. Ling." Dr. Zhou stood up, stretched, and casually sent the young resident out.

The emergency department in the afternoon is the most crowded. On the one hand, the outpatient clinics are still working and the professional departments are also staffed. On the other hand, there are more doctors on the day shift after all.

At this time, keeping a resident doctor by your side will only interfere with your reading.

Dr. Zhou was humming to himself, reading a book, and turned over it with excitement.

Not long after, seeing Ling Ran come out, Dr. Zhou put his phone away, came out and said with a smile: "Ling Ran, the operation went well?"

"It went well. However, the operating room of our emergency center still does not have the equipment for hepatobiliary surgery." Ling Ran moved his wrist and said: "On the way the patient was sent here, he lost a lot of blood and the blood transfusion was slow. In addition, the ultrasound scalpel was also too slow.

I wasn’t ready, so it took me a while.”

"The ultrasonic scalpel is a high-consumable product. We have to call and sign for it before using it. It's very troublesome and I'm too lazy to use it." Dr. Zhou curled his lips and signed the order. He was not happy about it.

"An emergency liver resection took a total of three and a half minutes, and it took 5 minutes to take out the ultrasonic scalpel." Lu Wenbin complained a lot.

Dr. Zhou was no longer friendly towards Lu Wenbin, and said calmly: "The emergency center did not use ultrasonic scalpels before, and bipolar electrosurgers are very consumable. Next time you see a patient undergoing liver resection, please apply in advance."

"The operating room requires the chief surgeon to make a phone call in person."

"Then why don't you get along well with the nurses in the operating room?" Dr. Zhou continued to persuade.

Lu Wenbin understood a little and nodded stupidly.

"I'm going back to the surgery area." Ling Ran said as if he was going home, "It's almost time for the expert surgery to dissect."

"Okay, you go ahead. I'll guard the emergency room and call you if there's any major surgery." Dr. Zhou naturally took out his cell phone.

"No problem." Ling Ran smiled and left.

Turning a corner, Ling Ran took the elevator dedicated to medical staff and went directly to the operating floor. After changing his clothes and entering the operating room, he saw the operation on the operating table. Sure enough, he had just completed the peeling part.

Ling Ran looked unsurprised.

He is now a master in liver resection, and has 170 abdominal dissection experiences. Looking at the patient's condition and Guo Mingcheng's technique, you can judge his progress.

In the hospital, the speed at which most doctors perform a certain operation is basically constant. The more successful the operation, the more stable the speed.

On the contrary, for those doctors who cannot perform a certain technique, their speed is affected by various aspects such as the state and the patient's condition.

As far as Ling Ran can judge, Guo Mingcheng is at the level of advanced specialization, and there is still some way to go before he can break through to the master level. In addition, his anatomy experience, suturing skills, hemostatic techniques, etc. are all the same as Ling Ran's.

Quite a gap.

Of course, even so, Guo Mingcheng is better than He Yuanzheng from the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department of Yunyi Hospital.

And He Yuanzheng is also someone who can go to the local hospital to deliver a flying knife.

However, the technical gap between doctors is not easily reflected in ordinary surgeries.

Current liver resections are still within the limits of He Yuanzheng's surgery, and even within Guo Mingcheng's surgical coverage. They are simply performed slower.

Ling Ran looked and thought, his face expressionless.

Feng Zhixiang, who was pricking his hands, and Guo Mingcheng, the surgeon, each glanced at Ling Ran and murmured silently in their hearts.

Huo Congjun glanced at them, turned around and asked Ling Ran in a low voice: "Is the operation finished?"

"Well, emergency liver resection, a third of the liver was removed. Lu Wenbin and Zuo Cidian are finishing up." Ling Ran responded casually.

"That's good." Huo Congjun smiled.

Feng Zhixiang and Guo Mingcheng turned to look at Ling Ran again.

Seeing that the other person was an expert who came by plane, Ling Ran responded with a smile that was in line with social expectations.

Feng Zhixiang and Guo Mingcheng frowned at the same time.

Guo Mingcheng even thought unhappily: What's so great about an emergency liver resection being done quickly? Let's wait until we have the ability to keep the patient alive.

Of course, deep down, Guo Mingcheng also knew that emergency liver resection was indeed remarkable.

Especially for young doctors, liver hemostasis alone is enough for them to study for an entire adolescence.

Guo Mingcheng glanced at Ling Ran again and thought to himself: "Being handsome and having surgery is an advantage. Today's society is too impetuous."

The growth of a surgeon is based on the amount of surgeries he performs. If he is handsome and can do a few more surgeries, as long as his head is not empty, it will always be easier than others.

Guo Mingcheng couldn't help but think of the time when he was a technical expert...

"I want to take you flying everywhere..." Huo Congjun's cell phone started singing again.

Feng Zhixiang said unsatisfied: "Will the ringtone be changed?"

"Sorry, the ringer is off." Huo Congjun answered the phone as if he was talking nicely: "Hello... Got it."

Putting down his mobile phone, Huo Congjun turned off the sound of his mobile phone, and then said to Ling Ran: "120 sent me a broken finger, do you want to do it? Three fingers are severed."

Ling Ran looked at the operating table and couldn't bear to leave the patient with three severed fingers. He sighed and said, "One hand? I'll do just one hand."

If three fingers on both hands are severed, it is impossible to ask someone from the surgical department to intervene to improve efficiency, but if it is on one hand, Ling Ran usually does not call for help.

"It belongs to one hand, which was bitten off by a horse." Huo Congjun said.

Animal bites are relatively high-end cases in the replantation of severed fingers. If one is not good, it cannot be reattached, and if it is reattached, the functionality will be damaged.

Ling Ran no longer hesitated and said decisively: "Send them directly to the operating room. I'll wait there."

After Ling Ran finished speaking, he didn't go out immediately. He watched for two or three minutes before stepping out of the door.

The operating room became quiet again.

Until, an hour and a half later.

laugh.

Ling Ran opened the door again and entered the operating room.

He was wearing a green surgical gown, handsome and free-spirited.

"Are you done?" Huo Congjun was scrolling through his cell phone, and then he raised his head and asked.

"It's done. The function of the index finger is severely damaged, but everything else should be fine." Ling Ran said, looking at the operating table, raising his eyebrows, and asked: "There was an accident [m.]?"

"The patient's coagulation was too bad, and he had some blood just now," Huo Congjun explained.

Ling Ran responded with an "Oh" and continued to look curiously.

Guo Mingcheng wanted to say something but was too lazy to say it, and kept chatting to himself: "What I'm most annoyed about now is the family members of patients who are looking at Baidu to see the doctor..."

As soon as these words came out, the assistant who cooperated immediately became active in speaking.

"The king sent me to patrol the mountain..."
Chapter completed!