46 Smooth (1/2)

Ling Ran slowly adapted to Zhao Leyi's rhythm.

As the surgery progressed, the difficulty of suturing increased slightly. But Ling Ran's proficiency improved at a much faster pace.

Debridement and suturing work were all too familiar for Ling Ran.

Speaking in terms of surgical methods, if you could carry out a surgical method about thirty times, you would be considered to be quite proficient with that method.

For example, if an easy operation like an appendectomy was done three or five times, the general practitioner would then be able to do it alone. If he did it a hundred times, then one could say he was skilled. Many attending physicians who had performed appendectomies could even do it without a laparoscopy. They only needed to operate with a small opening in the patient's abdomen, reach out, hook, and they could already find the appendix.

Although the Master Level Simple Interrupted Suture Ling Ran had mastered only allowed him mastery over interrupted sutures, he had done similar work like debridement up to hundreds of times. He could already handle it well, and he did not need the system to give him that particular skill.

The practical operations since his internship days had all turned into wonderful experience for Ling Ran. Not only did his experience provide him flexibility and competency in his operations, but they allowed him to accurately match up with the chief surgeon, Zhao Leyi.

Ling Ran could already got a handle of Zhao Leyi's operating habits just after stitching a few wounds. Now, he could even guess Zhao Leyi's thoughts when his hand turned to another direction.

On this basis, Zhao Leyi only felt working with Ling Ran was even more comfortable than having a massage.

To put it bluntly, Zhao Leyi was initially not very fond of this intern, Ling Ran.

'He's too proud! Too tall! Too handsome! And he learns too fast!'

In short, Zhao Leyi was very unhappy with a tall, handsome and arrogant intern who picked things up too quickly.

However, after Ling Ran joined him at the operating table, Zhao Leyi felt indescribably at ease.

The operation had gone way too smoothly.

As his eyes looked at the bleeding points being controlled one by one, with each and every wound being sutured and the patient's blood pressure getting stabilized, Zhao Leyi's heart was simply bursting with a sense of accomplishment.

It was especially so when several colleagues from other departments were around to watch them. Zhao Leyi felt much more delighted than having a beautiful woman or expensive cars around him.

In medical terms, his secretion of dopamine right then could even fill up the creases of his cerebral cortex.

Zhao Leyi looked up and snuck a glance at Ling Ran. He still looked unwelcoming, but he did not seem so unpleasant to the eye anymore.

”The whole arm will be yours to stitch, can you do it?” Zhao Leyi was also tired from carrying out the surgical operation. Concentrating all the time took up a lot of energy.

Moreover, the injuries of this patient from the car accident were mainly concentrated in his lower body. The wound on the arm was not relatively serious, but it would take much more than an ordinary debridement and suturing. The operation could be sped up and the other departments would not have to wait too long if two people stitched the wounds together.

Ling Ran was as calm as ever. He nodded and said, ”Okay.”

Then, he called out to the surgical nurse, ”Tissue scissors.”

A pair of surgical scissors instantly fell into his hands.

Zhao Leyi always felt that the speed at which the nurse gave the medical instruments to Ling Ran was faster than for himself.

If there were not so many people present and watching, he could have begun telling a saucy joke.

'Refresh your mind. Strengthen your heart.'

”Gauze.