833 Abdominal Closure (1/2)

At six in the evening, the fourth surgery was completed. Ling Ran examined everything and took off his gloves. \”I'll grab dinner first.\”

Lu Wenbin, who was acting as the assistant, immediately hummed in acknowledgment. He had acted as the chief surgeon of two M-Tang surgeries today, and he was feeling extremely energetic.

Ling Ran nodded and exited the operating theater without bothering to wait for his assistants. This had always been the way things were in operating theaters. The chief surgeons enjoyed more freedom and better treatment. They did not have to do that many miscellaneous tasks. At the end of the day, it was because the chief surgeons' time was the most precious.

To patients who were waiting to receive surgery or even those who were waiting to receive surgery but did not get a chance to, they only cared about being operated by top-notch doctors using cutting-edge equipment. They did not want junior doctors to touch them, because they were not skilled and attentive.

After Ling Ran left, Lu Wenbin did not carry on with the surgery either. He took a step back and said, \”I'll leave this to you guys.\”

Qu Xiaolian the houseman was a junior doctor among junior doctors, and he charged toward the patient whose abdomen was open with a delighted expression. Ren Qi who was in Yun Hua Hospital for in-service training hesitated for a moment. He was neither proactive nor passive.

Naturally, Ren Qi did not care much for abdominal closure. However, since he knew that Lu Wenbin wanted to see him in action, he said nothing and got started.

If a doctor from another hospital was in the provincial hospital he worked in for in-service training, Ren Qi would have done the same. Abdominal closure was a simple procedure, but it showcased a surgeons' habits and basic capabilities. Even though not all surgeons who could perform abdominal closure well were good surgeons, doctors who were supervising them could test on more difficult procedures in the future or even let them perform certain maneuvers on their own. If the surgeon failed to perform abdominal closure well, senior doctors would at most give them another chance or two to prove their worth. If they failed to do that, it meant that they were shitty doctors.

Qu Xiaolian stood opposite Ren Qi and helped him out by holding the surgical thread. He was watching Ren Qi work with widened eyes, and he imagined himself being the one who was doing it instead and tried to remember every single step.

Meanwhile, Lu Wenbin watched them with his hands clasped behind his back.

If abdominal closure was not done well, it could bring about plenty of consequences. For example, some patients' wounds would get infected repeatedly and take a long time to heal. This caused a great deal of pain.

There were no neurons in most of the organs such as the stomach and the liver. So, even though half of them were removed, which caused a lot of damage to the body, the patients themselves would not know, because they could not see it. However, even though the damage caused by surgical incisions was minimal, if a patient's wound were to get infected with pus flowing out from it right before his eyes, he would feel a lot of pain. Even though it was a minor, non-fatal issue, this would make the patient extremely sad, and he would grumble about it.

Since Lu Wenbin was the doctor in charge, he placed a lot of emphasis on the abdominal closure being performed well. He watched Ren Qi like a hawk and was prepared to order him to stop at any moment.

To large tertiary Grade A hospitals like Yun Hua Hospital, doctors who were there for in-service training were seen as cheap labor. Even though those in the hospital would be happy if they were skilled, they would not be that happy. After all, they would be gone a few months later. If they were mediocre or even lousy, those in the hospital would not mind either as long as they did not cause major trouble. They got to enjoy free labor anyway, but there were times where they would not use them at all.

No matter how stupid a surgeon was, he could be put to good use. He could even replace someone on a night shift.

Hence, Lu Wenbin only cared about whether Ren Qi could suture the patient's incision well. He did not mind ordering Ren Qi to stop should the situation call for it even though it would affect Ren Qi's learning progress.

Ren Qi was anxious but skillful as he performed abdominal closure.

A few minutes later, he was drenched in sweat.

\”Please wipe off my sweat for me.\” Ren Qi did not want his sweat to drip onto the operating table. This was a low-level error that would only be excused if it were to happen with medical interns. If an experienced doctor like him were to make such a mistake, he would become the brunt of many jokes.

One of the nurses picked up a cotton gauze with a pair of forceps and wiped the sweat off Ren Qi's forehead carelessly.

\”Thank you very much.\” Ren Qi thanked the nurse profusely.

Back in the provincial hospital, he scolded nurses all the time. However, now that he was going through in-service training in the large hospital, Ren Qi knew that nurses and junior doctors were the people that he should avoid offending the most.

What senior doctors and leaders of the hospital thought of him, though, did not have much to do with him.

\”Erm… I'm done.\” Even though Ren Qi was rather nervous, he did not really make any mistakes. After all, abdominal closure was too easy for him.

Lu Wenbin hummed in acknowledgment and asked, \”Did you forget something?\”

\”Forget…\” Ren Qi was immediately on his toes and started thinking about it. A few seconds later, he said slowly, \”I forgot to tell jokes just now.\”