547 Refreshing (1/2)

”Doctor Ling, I came across a research paper saying that opening up with a curving medial incision in the Achilles tendon would produce fewer complications than using the posterolateral incision, especially for gastrocnemius injury. Posterolateral incisions will have a higher occurrence rate of complications.”

”The situation of the blood supply for the parts covered by the Achilles tendon is still quite complicated as of right now. It can only lead to more problems.”

”We still need to consider the postoperative functional recovery.”

Lu Wenbin, Yu Yuan, and Zuo Cidian were having an intense discussion in the meeting room.

Sometimes, Ling Ran would nod, sometimes, he shook his head, sometimes, he would give a few comments, each giving them great motivation.

For three resident doctors who just started to participate in Achilles tendon repairs for a year, the scenario in front of them was so precious that their hardship over the past few days was not worth being mentioned.

What kind of experience would they gain by being able to talk about surgery plans with the nation's top Achilles tendon repair expert?

Ling Ran was truly a great listener.

When they thought about how the surgery later would involve their participation and contribution, the trio could not help but feel excited.

They had been following Ling Ran around various surgical tables for a long time, but resident doctors were still resident doctors. No matter how you took it, resident doctors were still learning.

Forget about the fact that they were in a hospital; even if they were in the field of humanities, a newcomer who had just joined the field for one year would not be able to say anything useful.

However, since they had been working under Ling Ran and had undergone high-intensity training for almost a year, they had the right to talk.

Ling Ran was also willing to listen to their opinions.

After all, they were assistants who had followed him down the same types of surgery for more than one hundred times — if they were put in other hospitals, they would each be fully-fledged surgeons on their own rights.

Even though the questions that they asked as an assistant might bring instant solutions, they could inadvertently bring key matters to Ling Ran's attention and change the outcome of the surgery.

At Ling Ran's current standard, there was no harm in him thinking out the box.

”Let's go for the surgery.” As there was not much time left, Ling Ran looked at the clock on the wall, stood up, and left.

The three resident doctors gave each other knowing looks and immediately followed his steps.

The consultation seemed to have ended without any conclusion despite the strong start, but three of them were quite excited.

Considering Ling Ran's character, it was already very difficult for him to speak much.

In truth, forget about Ling Ran, the other attending physicians at Yun Hua Hospital rarely gave chances for resident doctors to talk that much, much less in in-group consultations like this.

If the precious time of in-group consultations was not used by assistant lecturers to argue with each other, then it was used as a reward for them to show off.

As for the surgery content? There was no point in discussions, because it was their main surgical method which had been performed thousands of times in the group. If it were not the main surgical method, then it would be someone's new surgical method, and the amateurs had no place in discussing it.

These three resident doctors appreciated the chance given to them today. When they went up to the operating table, they were very serious, and they started to discuss the patient's condition. The nurse found this very surprising.

There were four surgeons in a room, and three of them were male, but none of them attempting to hit on any of the nurses. The atmosphere was obviously not right.

The circulating nurse could not help but look at the camera in the operating theater, and found that there was no red light on it.

”What's the background for today's patient?” The circulating nurse was slightly puzzled, so she came to Lu Wenbin and asked him in a whisper.

Lu Wenbin now believed that friendliness will bring about success, so he treated everyone as cordially as it was possible. When interrupted by the young nurse, he smiled brightly. ”He seems to be someone who sells recycled items. He had his Achilles tendon ruptured when he was carrying paper boxes. The patient came to the hospital two days after that. There are some difficulties in this surgery, but it's mainly because the patient had some demands on the recovery time and the strength of his Achilles tendon. We can't just treat the patient and make the patient lose his job, right?”

”Selling recycled items will earn you a lot nowadays, right?”

”The workload must be high.”

”Does he come from a family with a strong background?”

”What kind of background can someone who does not even have a recycling station have? He's just someone who earns money through hard work.”

The circulating nurse asked a few other questions, but she could not get the answer she wanted, so she started to get annoyed. She stared at Lu Wenbin and said, ”No matter how tough selling the recyclable items are, it will never be as tough as being a doctor, right?”

”You're right…”

”And they earn more than doctors.”

Doctor Lu's expression stiffened, but he immediately snorted and said, ”There are many ways for doctors to earn more.”

”That's a definite for Doctor Ling…” The circulating nurse laughed. She walked around the operating table and stood beside the scrub nurse so that it was easy for her to look at Ling Ran.

Lu Wenbin had many retorts in his mind. Very soon, he changed his mindset and found out that he indeed earned more than the patient who sold recycled items. However, he still needed to wake up much earlier than others as well.

”Suture the vessels over here.” Ling Ran was energetically performing the Zhu-Ling Achilles Repair Technique.