Chapter 777： Ling Qinggong (2/2)

Yu Yuan smiled and didn't answer. Such things as flying knives are common behaviors of senior doctors in China, but it is not appropriate to talk about them.

When the other party saw that there was no gossip to talk about, they packed up and left. Before leaving, they looked at the thermometer in Yu Yuan's hand, and said strangely, ”Isn't there a kind of beep that can measure the temperature now? You still use this An old thermometer? ”

Yu Yuan shook the thermometer in her hand and smiled: ”Old fashioned.”

”Is it necessary to take the goose's temperature?”

Ga.

The big goose in the fountain filled the garden, called out, and turned around.

...

Operating room.

Huo Congjun stepped on the door and entered, and saw Ling Ran wearing a dark green hand-washing suit, who was busy stripping the liver vessels under the patient's ribs.

Huo Congjun couldn't help sighing: ”I told you to have a celebration party, and you ran to the operating room.”

Ling Ran took a strange look at Director Huo who hadn't seen him for a long time, then lowered his head, and said, ”It's been a long time since major surgery has been performed. This is the celebration party.”

In Guozheng Charity Hospital, which has no authentic anaesthesiologists, even patients with severe trauma can only do preliminary treatment. Conservative treatment is the main treatment, and surgery such as liver resection cannot be done at all.

Surgery is a technology that can reflect the comprehensive level. Minor surgery can also be done by one or two people. The larger the surgery is, the stricter the requirements are. At the level of liver resection, the hospital's hardware level is not high, and the management level is not high. The anesthesiologist level is not high, and even the nurse level is not high. The surgery cannot be performed. Forcibly, it is dead.

When Ling Ran returned to China, the first thing was to look at the patient's information, participate in the preoperative preparation, and then make a big liver.

Huo Congjun just smiled, and then said, ”Anyway, the celebration party that our old guys like, you young people do n’t like it anymore, cough ... Well, I ’m going out first, going back to dinner together, and telling you about Brazil s story.”

After Huo Congjun finished speaking, he went out with a mask holding his mouth cheerfully ~~ Lu Wenbin, who helped, shook and sighed, ”Director Huo was terribly fierce a few days ago, see Dr. Ling and you are back. There are more smiles on my face. ”

”We also have a backlog of patients recently, and Director Huo may also be under pressure.” Zuo Cidian whispered a word. He won the position of second aid today, and quietly called Xiang Xueming to let Bazhai Township The branch temporarily obtained several high-priced flying knives for Zhang Anmin.

Without Zhang Anmin's help, Zuo Cidian and Lu Wenbin did the first and second help in order, and naturally they could make Ling Ran's fart the first time.

Zuo Cidian attaches great importance to this, and at this time it is very logical: ”The current configuration of our emergency center is actually based on the situation of Dr. Ling. Not to mention anything, the need for liver resection for weekly consultations There are so many patients, as well as those who have been referred for Achilles tendon repair, tang suture, and meniscus injury. In fact, it also means that Dr. Ling is already the pillar of our emergency center and Yunyi. ”

”Is there more patients now?” Ling Ran listened a little.

”Many patients with intrahepatic bile duct stones were accepted, and many patients with Achilles tendon repair. The patients who were sutured by the tang method were killed a lot by Xiao Lu.” Zuo Cidian said with envy.

Lu Wenbin smiled broadly: ”It's all customers ... No, it's all the trust given by the patient. I said I'm your big disciple, Dr. Ling, and many of them are willing to let me do it.”

”I'm a big disciple at my age.” Zuo Cidian hummed twice. The 43-year-old face had wrinkles except for the mask.

Ling Ran listened to their bickering, but the brain didn't do anything about it.

He just lifted up the patient's liver quietly, held his head upright, twitched it gently, and then put it back in place.

The cold light in the operating room was quiet and bright, just like Ling Ran at this time.