Chapter 857： Moving (1/2)

Done ... Follow Dr. Ling for surgery is fun. Xiang Xueming smiled and patted the pony.

He does it with care.

In the Bazhai Township Branch, he is now the number one surgeon. The remaining doctors are either unwilling or incapable, and occasionally Zhang Anmin comes to help him. To be scolded.

The problems encountered during surgery are strange. For a doctor like Zhang Anmin, surgery problems that cannot be solved are always encountered, and the solution can only be called an assistant.

Ling Ran was used to the silence in the operating room.

For the layman, perhaps putting some music in the operating room can show the surgeon's skill.

But that's for ordinary doctors. Ling Ran always doesn't care about other people's views. Anyway, it is always praise of Yishui, and there are few other changes ...

For Ling Ran, it is enough to do well.

This is true in the operating room, as well as outside the operating room.

For the assistants, if the chief surgeon does not curse, it is the greatest luck. If the chief surgeon does not like to talk, it is even better. Like Ling Ran, he usually does not speak, and the time of speaking is to point to the assistant. Before the little doctor was not used to it, he wanted to kneel down and thank him.

Xiang Xueming couldn't help recalling his life in Yunyi, and was slightly sorry. I was too young then, and was an ordinary intern. Although I have learned a lot, if I learn now, I may learn more.

Thinking again, Xiang Xueming thanked Ling Ran for giving him the opportunity in Yunyi.

From the start of the surgery, what he saw was the top-level surgical operation, and the basic training was performed under Ling Ran's hands. It was also under the control of Ling Ran for more than half a year that he had the possibility to continue self-study, to be able to jack up the surgery at the Bazhai Township Branch, and then become more and more familiar. Otherwise, if an operation is troublesome, he will not dare to do it. The second operation was both said.

Xiang Xueming just regretted that he could not stay in Yunyi. However, this kind of thing was not controlled by ordinary students. He was willing to go to the Cangping District Hospital to stay in Yunhua that year. Where can I expect? , He will be sent to the Cangping District Hospital to the Bazhai Township Branch where the birds do not lay eggs.

”Dr. Ling, shall we take a break outside? The operating room will be cleaned up.” Xiang Xueming's cranky thoughts, said respectfully.

Ling Ran nodded slightly and asked, ”What is the next surgery?”

”The left leg was traumatized, and the x-rays showed that the bones and joints were still good.” Xiang Xueming glanced at the small book and said, ”It also fell from a high place, and there were residues in places where the branches were scratched.”

This is the more difficult debridement.

Ling Ran used to do it for the first two years, but after he had the skills of liver resection, he did less.

After all, compared with the difficulty of liver resection, debridement is a little too easy. For Ling Ran, it seems like there is a problem with analytical geometry that can be played, and he will not deliberately do plane geometry.

However, if the subject of plane geometry is put in front, Ling Ran is also willing to do it.

”No rest. I went to take a bath, then came back and washed my hands before going to the surgery. If the injury was not serious, I would deal with it directly in the debridement room without occupying the operating room.” Ling Ran had a clear idea and turned to the shower room.

The facilities in the Bazhai Township Branch are average. The living facilities such as the shower room are cleaned and they basically meet the requirements of Ling Ran.

After taking a bath, changing new underwear, new hand-washing clothes, Ling Ran stepped into the debridement room again, feeling more relaxed ... or, more relaxed.

From the perspective of Xiang Xueming and others, Ling Ran at this time was ”suppressed like a Panasonic wind”, and it also gave people a sense of elegantness.

”It's too wasteful to keep Dr. Ling in the operating room.” Qi Zao's distressed tears were going to flow down, and he lifted the SLR with pain, and desperately moved the shutter.

The patient was a thirty-year-old woman, lying flat on the operating table, and when she met Ling Ran, she made a fuss, and said, ”Oh, obediently, I look at this doctor, and my legs don't hurt anymore.”

”Because I gave you anaesthesia.” Su Jiafu sat on the round stool, her voice cold like the wind in a mountain stream.