208 Watch Me Spoon-Feed (2/2)
Doctor Qu knew by all logical sense that he had to let go of Liu Weichen, but his heart was reluctant to let go.
There were academicians in charge of the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center who were extremely amazing. When there were star athletes who were admitted, all the staff in the research center would be apprehensive, as if they were about to meet a nemesis. Operating on star athletes could be seen as the surgery that propelled a doctor to fame, and it was the best choice for a doctor to spread his name.
After all, the medical science of the present day and age was built on the foundation of providing popular medical treatment methods to others. High-quality treatment methods were also built on the hopes of providing high-quality treatment to many people, rather than a select few.
In such an environment, all medical institutions treated attracting streams of patients as an incredibly important job.
Even the leaders of the tertiary Grade A hospitals in first-tier cities that were constantly filled with patients would still want to ensure that their hospitals remained filled with patients. Of course, if they could get patients who could pay high or had distinct traits after screening, that would be even better.
If Doctor Qu could personally finish Liu Weichen's surgery and obtain rather good results, then he would end up getting famous from the surgery. In the future, he would definitely have streams of patients with similar symptoms coming to his doorstep.
As a surgeon who was over forty-years old, bald, and had just accumulated a vast pool of medical knowledge, Doctor Qu was willing to perform Achilles tendon repair surgeries for life, but he must first be able to become someone of authority in this field first.
Ling Ran changed into scrubs and arrived in the operating theater seven minutes before the appointed surgery time.
Doctor Qu snorted softly and said, ”Aren't you on time?”
Ling Ran raised his head and looked at the clock. He did not say a word.
”We will perform an Achilles tendon repair surgery today. The patient is female, thirty-eight-years-old, and has closed Achilles tendon rupture. The auxiliary examinations show that the Achilles tendon suffered multiple ruptures in succession. We will first perform an examination through surgery, then decide what surgical plan we will need to proceed…” Doctor Qu explained in detail, speaking based perfectly on his standards.
There were few doctors who would say such things in an operating theater.
But Ling Ran could adapt to this very well. He liked people who made things clear.
”Scalpel.” Doctor Qu had a resident doctor who acted as his second assistant disinfect him before he reached out for a scalpel. Up to this moment, he was still quite satisfied with Ling Ran's attitude.
He might be young and he had a lot of hair on his head, but he had the correct attitude. In Doctor Qu's eyes, he was quite the good fellow.
Intent on saving the patient, Doctor Qu stopped picking on Ling Ran too much. He skillfully cut open the patient's skin and began the operation.
”Retraction…”
”Tissue forceps.”
Doctor Qu and Ling Ran practically said at the same time.
The scrub nurse immediately slapped the tissue forceps into Ling Ran's hand.
”Gauze.” Ling Ran called out again. He used the gauze to protect the skin, used the tissue forceps to clamp down on the skin, and widened the area.
It was an action he could not nitpick. Even though Doctor Qu did not make any specific requests, what he needed was precisely what Ling Ran did.
And in all of Doctor Qu's life as a surgeon, there were few doctors who could work so well and so skillfully with Doctor Qu.
Doctor Qu lowered his head without another word. He felt a little strange. His mood was stuck between pleased and displeased.
Ling Ran's expression did not change. He continued doing whatever he was doing.
If the doctors from Yiyuan County Hospital's Department of Orthopedic Surgery was there, perhaps they would immediately describe Ling Ran's skill as the Great Spoon-feeding Skill!