Chapter Eight Hundred and Sixtieth See It

Cai Qiong entered the operating room of the Bazhai Township Branch Hospital with a touch of contempt.

This contempt is not only for the Bazhai Township branch itself, but also for Ling's treatment team.

Of course he had heard of Ling Ran's reputation. In Changxi Province, Ling Ran could be said to be a blockbuster star doctor, but because of this, Cai Qiong had even more reason to be contemptuous.

The star doctor is young, in Cai Qiong's view, these are all shortcomings.

After all, as a senior attending doctor who is older than Zuo Cidian, Cai Qiong still has an advantage in terms of experience. When facing young doctors, even if he is the leader of the treatment team, Cai Qiong can proudly say: I am the doctor. When the doctor...

Zuo Cidian could sense some of Cai Qiong's thoughts, but only in his heart, he responded with contempt.

"Doctor Cai, let's go this way." Zuo Cidian led the way, but also gave up the intention of chatting.

A group of people walked forward silently, their slippers stepping on the water mill, babbling.

"Defrost a few more blood bags, don't let Dr. Ling touch them with his hands again, what should I do if it's too cold." In the spare room next door, a small nurse's whispered discussion suddenly came out.

Several doctors heard it in their ears and pretended not to hear it.

"The doctors in the province are really bad. Patients who can't do well are pushed to Dr. Ling. Dr. Ling worked so hard the past few days, and he hardly slept. After finally relaxing, they sent another seriously ill patient over..."

"That is to say, if the level is not good, don't send it here. In the end, we will trouble Dr. Ling."

"By the way, how do you know that Dr. Ling is not asleep..."

"I know what's wrong..."

The three provincial doctors who followed Zuo Cidian all the way became even more silent, and the youngest among them moved his lips, intending to refute a few words, but in the end he didn't speak out.

What is the use of explaining something?

"In the operating room, Dr. Ling likes to be quiet, so don't talk if you have nothing to do." When they arrived in front of the operating room, Zuo Cidian explained again, and then led the three of them, and stepped on the airtight door of the operating room.

Without Zuo Cidian's introduction, Cai Qiong saw Ling Ran who was buried in the operation at a glance.

Ling Ran stood upright, only lowered his head slightly,

He looked very busy.

Cai Qiong couldn't see Ling Ran's face, and could only look at his back from behind. Looking at Ling Ran's inconspicuous movements and obvious handsomeness from behind, he suddenly couldn't look contemptuously.

Looking at the configuration in the operating room, Cai Qiong was even more surprised and almost stuck out her tongue.

Common C-arm machines, common monitors, common ultrasonic scalpels in the province...

These things are common in the province, but they are too rare in Bazhai Township.

In fact, with the right equipment, Shengli could have performed the surgery himself. Worst of all, it is not impossible to transport a hepatobiliary expert from the provincial capital.

"Why do you have these?" Cai Qiong didn't believe that these belonged to the Bazhai Township Branch, let alone sell the Bazhai Township Branch and couldn't afford the equipment in this operating room. The equipment and instruments are too new up.

"We brought it here." Zuo Cidian answered incomparably briefly.

Cai Qiong shook her head: "Carrying so many devices with you? That's too crazy."

"Don't think too much." Zuo Cidian lowered his voice and said, "Remember what I said before."

Cai Qiong immediately recalled Zuo Cidian's saying about being rich, but she didn't believe it and said, "That's not how money is spent."

Zuo Cidian smiled: "You misunderstood, what I mean is that even if you have money, you can't play this kind of thing. So, this is not crazy."

Cai Qiong wished she could stare her eyeballs into the creases of Zuo Cidian's face.

...

"How's your blood pressure?" Ling Ran's voice came, immediately quieting down the operating room.

Ling Ran's attention was focused on the patient's abdominal cavity, and he didn't raise his head.

"80, 40." Su Jiafu frowned slightly, this blood pressure control is not ideal.

Ling Ran just twitched his eyebrows, said "pay attention to rehydration", and inserted one hand deeply into the patient's abdominal cavity.

"Stop the bleeding with bare hands." Zuo Cidian suddenly felt a little proud.

He has watched Ling Ran's bare-handed hemostasis many times, but every time he looks at it, he still feels an inexplicable shudder.

This is a skill that combines talent and ability. For ordinary doctors, it is a "magic skill" that is only heard but not seen. It can be shown off at any time.

Cai Qiong was dazzled again.

Surgeons are actually very conservative people. With the development of laparoscopy for so many years, there are not a few surgeons who insist on laparotomy, and a large part of the reason why they ask for this is that they want to see the situation in the abdominal cavity with their own eyes.

It is true that Cai Qiong is a senior doctor who can't get up, but he is also a surgeon.

Seeing Ling Ran's movements, Cai Qiong unnaturally took a few steps forward, wanting to see more clearly.

He did see better.

In the patient's abdominal cavity, a large amount of blood was being drawn away. The damaged liver looked a little discolored. The liver that had lost its pink and pink color was like a Barbie doll that had lost its hair. It was not cute at all. There is nothing left.

What was left was pure dirty blood and liver tissue.

While watching, Cai Qiong thought in her mind: What should I do when I encounter such a case. Then, Cai Qiong tried to compare with Ling Ran's actual operation.

Facing the same operation, the actual operation is obviously more complicated and difficult than imagined. Cai Qiong used to think, the difficulty became lower, and there were more places to think.

This made Cai Qiong feel a little proud again.

He tilted his head to look at Zuo Cidian, and said in a low voice, "Your Doctor Ling's surgery is not bad."

Zuo Cidian squinted at Cai Qiong: "You mean, you can't do this surgery provincially?"

"We don't have the conditions." Cai Qiong argued a few words, then turned around to watch Ling Ran perform the operation.

one second.

five seconds.

Cai Qiong suddenly discovered that Ling Ran had already cut the portal vein, and the route was completely different from what he thought.

Cai Qiong couldn't help but concentrate.

Such a thing as a formula can be regarded as a solution to an equation.

Different methods of solving equations mean different ideas, just like spells.

Although Cai Qiong is no longer a doctor who pursues technology so much, she is still curious about Ling Ran's operation methods.

On the operating table, Ling Ran inserted one hand into the patient's body while operating with the other hand alone, unexpectedly quickly completing the ligation of the blood vessels.

When Ling Ran's hand was withdrawn, Cai Qiong suddenly realized that Ling Ran had blocked it at the far end, so that the blood loss was under control.

How familiar do you have to be with the anatomy of the liver?

Such a thought arose in Cai Qiong's mind, and when she looked at Ling Ran's operation again, she thought again: How can I learn such a technique?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Ling Ran say, "Lu Wenbin, I leave this to you."

Then, Ling Ran handed most of the sutures that he had just finished to his assistant, Lu Wenbin.

Lu Wenbin immersed himself in the small stitches, and his movements were also quite skillful.

Cai Qiong couldn't help raising her head, staring at Lu Wenbin fiercely.

As Lu Wenbin was doing this, he suddenly raised his head, showed a hearty smile to Cai Qiong, twisted his neck, and tensed his muscles: "You can see, I recently practiced splenium head."