Chapter 1209： no problem (1/2)
”You can do the rest.” Wei Jiayou hooked a few more threads and asked the assistant next to him.
”Yes.” The assistant was timid and could not help it.
Ling Ran did it, Wei Jiayou did it, but ordinary doctors really couldn't do it, and they really didn't want to do it.
It's like students preparing for the high school entrance examination, college entrance examination, graduate exams, some children have finished mathematics, boring self-study calculus, and some children have finished mathematics hard, and then they are very reluctant to open an English book.
The little doctor who served as an assistant to Wei Jiayou had to say that he was once a little genius, but to be honest, he was exhausted by studying heart surgery, and then he was learning liver resection from the beginning. He really wanted to die.
But it doesn't work-if you die in the hospital, you will be rescued and sent to the ICU to be tied up, so your assistant can only follow Wei Jiayou to open up new areas.
In the new field of surgery, he is really not so confident.
It's not that I won't, but I don't believe in myself that much. It's not like having done hundreds of operations, knowing when and what might happen.
Wei Jiayou didn't care about this, and got a positive answer. Wei Jiayou took off his surgical gown and went out.
The itinerant nurse hurriedly asked at the back: ”Dr. Wei, don't you watch Dr. Ling's live broadcast?”
”I went back to the lounge to see that the operating room was too noisy.” Wei Jiayou didn't know his head, and quickly walked out of the operating room.
The assistant who stayed inside, looked at the door like a Wangjiang woman for a few seconds, then gently turned around and said, ”That, Doctor Zhang, help?”
He named him a doctor of hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery of his age. The qualifications are not too old, but he has undergone hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery for nearly 10 years in the clinic. At this time, he smiled slightly: ”This is not my patient, I can't do it.”
”Oh, everyone is in your hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery. Turn around and invite you to dinner, really.” The assistant was guilty and humble.
He still lacks self-confidence, hoping to have a doctor familiar with the operation to help him. Doing nothing is the second thing, first stop yourself from making big mistakes.
The doctor of hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery was a little cool, pretending to be helpless and sighed, then smiled and said: ”You remember now that people belong to our hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery... OK, is it appropriate to eat Japanese food at night?”
”Appropriate!” The assistant agreed quickly.
The hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery doctor then went to wash his hands, and the operating room was a little quieter except for the noise on the screen.
”pliers.”
”gauze.”
”Cut.”
In the full-screen HD video of the heart, Ling Ran's voice was clear and audible.
”sounds so good.”
”It should be recorded as sleep aid music at night... Yes! We should record Dr. Ling's voice as sleep aid music.”
”Yes, yes.”
The young nurses present responded one after another, and some people wanted to use professional equipment to receive the voice, so they called out all the nurses who were available in the surgery department to help.
Soon, several nurses in the operating room were ready to record individually. One pressed the record button and looked at the screen expectantly.
The sound came out of the speaker simultaneously, it was Ling Ran's extremely magnetic voice:
”The electric knife is opened to 25W, and now the connective tissue is bluntly separated...Silver clip...Lü Wenbin, I have seen the diaphragmatic artery and the superior abdominal wall artery, start separating from here...”
”Pay attention to the organization.”
”The papaverine solution is ready.”
In between, Lu Wenbin was yelling: