653 Young (2/2)

Back in the days, the core problem the medical industry faced in making laparoscopy widespread was the fact that doctors were too used to direct observation.

This was where doctors were different from pilots or soldiers. If an airline wanted to purchase new planes, the pilots would have to try their best to get used to them. The airline would only think of an alternative plan if the pilots were really unable to get used to the new planes no matter what. It was the same with soldiers. If they received orders that they had to start using new equipment, even soldiers working on a front line did not have much say in it.

However, doctors naturally had a lot of say in what kind of machinery or equipment they used.

There were doctors who only used certain scalpels or endotherm knives of certain models. Even if those models were no longer widely used, as long as the doctors did a good job with them, other people would not care at all. After all, the results seen in patients speak for themselves.

In comparison, they could not be as rampant when it came to drugs. However, it was very common for doctors to not prescribe drugs according to their uses or to prescribe more than the recommended dosage.

And a doctor of Feng Zhixiang's age was naturally stubborn about obtaining information through direct observation.

Ling Ran was vastly different compared to him when it came to this.

”Scalpel.” Feng Zhixiang's smile was hidden by his mouth face mask.

He had always liked to offer guidance to junior doctors. This was perhaps why he was such a prestigious figure. As he aged, this quality of his became even more obvious. And unlike the General Surgery Departments of other hospitals that were divided into seven or eight, or even seventeen or eighteen tiny departments, his Center of General Surgery had remained as one. This could be attributed to the fact that the Center of General Surgery was extremely large scale as well as Feng Zhixiang's personality.

Ling Ran stood opposite Feng Zhixiang and looked downward at the operating table. He was still thinking about what he read in the book just now.

After being the chief surgeon for such a long time, for some reason, Ling Ran felt kind of relaxed to act as an assistant.

”Hmm… let me take a look.” Feng Zhixiang swiftly opened the patient's abdominal cavity and said, ”Even though the opening of the patient's abdominal cavities is a simple step, we have to do it carefully. Besides, this is a step that helps surgeons get into the zone, making them conscious of the fact that they are dissecting a human body and treating the patient's illness. This accentuates the human side of medicine.”

Ling Ran hummed in acknowledgment, as though he was part of a class.

Feng Zhixiang asked for an endotherm knife in a relaxed manner and said, ”Nowadays, certain young doctors put a lot of emphasis on speed. I don't really advocate this, as when you're doing things too quickly, the need to be fast diverts your attention. It's not a good habit…”

”Maybe they have too many surgeries scheduled,” Ling Ran said as he assisted Feng Zhixiang.

Feng Zhixiang froze for a moment. He then hesitated for a while and said, ”Oh, if this is what you think… I never put that into consideration… Hmm, it seems like young doctors understand other young doctors more.”

”It's because I spend all my time in the operating theater,” Ling Ran said.

”Don't you find your workload too huge?”

”I like operating on patients.” Ling Ran gave a very simple answer.

Feng Zhixiang took even more of a liking toward Ling Ran as he gazed at him. ”You understand how young doctors feel like, but you have your own way of doing things, haven't you?”

Ling Ran glanced at Professor Feng Zhixiang and said nothing.

Professor Feng Zhixiang's smile became so bright that it could be seen even though he was wearing a mouth face mask. ”There's no need to be embarrassed. There are very few young people who are as successful as you, and you're really doing great things. Young people are supposed to be bold, though, so you can tell me anything that's on your mind.”

After Professor Feng Zhixiang said this, he looked at Ling Ran with an anticipatory expression.

Ling Ran said without hesitation, ”You're too slow.”