468 Recovery (2/2)

”This is because Doctor Ling is skilled. My friend underwent a hepatectomy and almost died from the pain. It has been a few years, and he's still feeling the after-effects.” The patient in the wheelchair shook his head and said, ”Guess why I was so reluctant to undergo hepatectomy before this and only got it done recently.”

”Why?”

”I wanted to work for two more years in order to get a higher pension so that my relatives can afford to organize a more grandiose funeral for me.” The patient in the wheelchair got so entertained by his own joke that he laughed out loud while slapping the armrest of his wheelchair.

Chen Tong rolled his eyes. As he was about to toy with another spider plant, a nurse ran toward him from behind.

”Why did you get out of bed without permission again?” the nurse grumbled. She got a wheelchair and helped Chen Tong as he settled into the wheelchair.

”I have basically recovered.” Chen Tong smiled in resignation.

”Why don't you tell Doctor Ling this?” The young nurse pointed at a group of doctors who were walking toward them in an arrow-shaped formation, and the doctors went toward them with the momentum of a tidal wave. Find authorized novels in Webnovel,faster updates, better experience,Please click visiting.

”Doctor Ling.”

”Doctor Ling!”

The patients and their family members greeted Ling Ran one after another. Even though it was only four in the morning, everyone was extremely polite.

Ling Ran flashed a socially appropriate smile. He then turned and entered a room according to the fixed order.

”How do you feel?” Ling Ran held a notebook and took notes as he made the usual inquiries.

Behind Ling Ran, Yu Yuan, Zuo Cidian, Lu Wenbin, and Ma Yanlin also held a notebook each. They had no choice but to take notes as well since their boss was doing so.

In the past, Ling Ran had never taken notes when he made ward rounds. But now… since he wanted to take notes, no one could stop him from doing so.

However, Ling Ran refused to let other people look at his notes. Lu Wenbin and the other doctors in Ling Ran's treatment group suspected that Ling Ran had been jotting down some great secret in his notebook.

Or could it be some secret scripture related to the field of medicine?

After Lu Wenbin looked at the monitor and jotted down a string of numbers, he saw that Ling Ran was in deep contemplation as he wrote in his notebook.

”Doctor Ling?” Lu Wenbin snapped Ling Ran out of his reverie in a hushed tone. He did not want a repeat of the incident where everyone waited for Ling Ran while he was deep in thought for ten minutes.

”Okay, let's carry on.” Ling Ran wrote a few words in his notebook and talked to the patient a bit more. He only nodded and walked forward after he was done.

The indicator ”8/10” hovered in Ling Ran's field of vision.

From the perspective of mission completion, this meant that only eight of the surgeries Ling Ran carried out fulfilled the criterion of an ”Extremely High-Quality Surgery”. He needed two more of these to complete the mission and obtain an Intermediate Treasure Chest.

Through the system's notifications, Ling Ran could see how the system rated each surgery he carried out.

Ling Ran had completed twenty-five hepatectomies since he received the mission. Only eight of them fulfilled the criterion of extremely high-quality surgery.

Ling Ran wanted to know why.

This was so that he could improve his operating technique and consistently carry out extremely high-quality surgeries.

Ling Ran specifically prepared a notebook to make records because of this.

Normal doctors would not get a direct rating after they finish operating on a patient.

Ordinary doctors could only use their intuition to determine whether they carried out surgery well.

Now that Ling Ran got to know how well he performed in each surgery, he really wanted to know what constituted an extremely high-quality surgery.

Ling Ran really wanted the answer to this question. ”What have I done right?”

Of course, the corresponding question followed. ”What have I done wrong?”

He did not even need to get the exact answers to these questions. If he was able to identify a few determining factors, he might be able to write a few research papers.

From this point of view, the notebook he was holding did contain secret scriptures related to the field of medicine.

”Good morning. How do you feel?” Ling Ran had arrived at Wang Cheng and Chen Tong's ward.

”Pretty good. I'm just having a bit of a headache.” Wang Cheng sat up with the help of his family members. He sounded a little weak.

[Follow-up regarding his headache.] Ling Ran wrote in his notebook and asked, ”Anything else? How's the incision?”

”It hurts a little too.”

”How about your waist?”

”There's a little bit of pain too.”

”I'll write an ultrasonography authorization request form for you,” Ling Ran said.

”Alright.” Wang Cheng had no objection.

Ling Ran quickly wrote something in his notebook. He then went in front of Chen Tong and asked, ”Good morning. How do you feel?”

”Nothing much.” Chen Tong contemplated for a moment and scratched his head. ”I feel a little tired.”

”How about your incision? Does it hurt?”

”No. It's just a little itchy.”

”How about your waist?”

”I don't really feel anything.”

”I'll write an ultrasonography authorization request form for you. If everything's clear, you can get discharged already,” Ling Ran said.

”Alright.” Chen Tong was only taken aback after he said that. ”I can get discharged already?”

”You can choose to stay in the hospital for two more days for observation, but you can get discharged already.” Ling Ran continued writing in his notebook. [The difference between extremely high-quality surgeries and ordinary surgeries is extremely jarring. The difference in prognoses between these two patients is super obvious only a few days post-surgery.]

Ling Ran and the rest of the doctors exited the ward at lightning speed and walked toward the next room. Wang Cheng stared begrudgingly at Chen Tong and said in disbelief, ”Are you really feeling no pain at all?”

Chen Tong thought carefully about it and said, ”No, it's just that my incision is a bit itchy. Are you in pain?”

Wang Cheng just chuckled.