Chapter 901： Head up (1/2)

The attending doctor watched Ling Ran's operation intently, and wanted to find out something inappropriate. There ’s nothing in Fly Camp Gou Gou ’s mind. Even if he finds it, he wo n’t be able to raise it, but it will make him feel better, as if the old lion was driven away from the lion group. The male lion stole a large piece of meat from his dog, and couldn't help laughing.

The attending doctor watched Ling Ran cut the superficial cervical fascia and latissimus dorsi of the subcutaneous tissue to the anterior cervical muscle ... No problem. Although the speed of the fly-up was almost determined only by visual inspection, but The attending doctor thinks he can do it ...

The small hook pulls the incision from the opposite side, and it is naturally more unlikely to make mistakes, and the attending doctor did not expect Ling Ran to have problems here.

However, Ling Ran used only a few movements for separation, exposure, and traction in the midline, which is what the attending doctor can't stand.

”It's not necessary to do it so fast.” The attending doctor lowered his head and said so in his heart, a sentence, it was a comment on Ling Ran's operation.

Ling Ran followed by traction, pinching off, suture ...

Action is still fast and accurate.

The attending doctor's fingers simulated the operation unconsciously, and his expression remained calm.

For small operations such as tracheotomy, he has done enough as a doctor of ICU. When he needs it, he can do it so fast, or when he needs it, he can do it so accurately ...

The attending doctor thought of this, and his neck slowly raised.

The difference between me and Dr. Ling seems to be.

With the expression, the attending doctor looked at the nurses and then looked at Ling Ran.

”The rest is left to you.” Ling Ran watched the icu's attendant sitting idle, and habitually gave him the rest of his work.

ICU did not even think about it, and the habitual one answered: ”Okay.”

Then he stayed for a while.

Hospital life is like this. High-level doctors will transfer their work to lower-level doctors. The target of transfer is often not necessarily the doctors in this group.

It is also because ICU attends, and subconsciously feels that Ling Ran has a higher level, and he will obediently agree.

He couldn't help but look around. From the nurse to Ling Ran, including other ICU doctors, nothing seemed to be a problem.

ICU can't help but smile bitterly. If there aren't many words, he silently cuts the trachea to the end, and then puts on the ventilator, and at the same time orders the doctor to take medicine.

Ling Ran still stood by without a fight.

The medication in the ICU is more elaborate than in the operating room, and more elaborate than the emergency room. Such as intravenous pumps, infusion pumps, which can control the rate of fluid infusion, dozens of milliliters or even a dozen milliliters in one hour.

Ling Ran's understanding of this is only in the fur, and naturally has to give way.

Although the attending doctor of icu wants to show, he can't show his medicine. The internal medicine is such a job with meticulous content, more money, less work pressure, less responsibility, less overtime, but not handsome.

”Let's do this first, check the blood gas again later.” The attendant calmly completed the follow-up work, finally placed a doctor's order, and then looked at Ling Ran, and said, ”Dr. Ling, is your rounds over?”

Not being able to show it, but also aware of the possibility of seizing power, made the chief doctor of ICU have a sense of rejection of Ling Ran's existence.

Especially when seeing that Ling Ran did not ooze sweat, there was a nurse who took the initiative to wipe it, and his hair was stained with a hat. When no one took care of it, the treating doctor ’s sense of rejection was even stronger .

Ling Ran was keenly aware of the rejection that came across him.

He is not a person who is good at social interaction, but this feeling is indeed very familiar.