Great Doctor Ling Ran

"Every time, I am strong and lingering in loneliness. Every time, even if I am very injured, I don't shed tears ..." Tengger's voice, like an eagle walking blindly, sang Zhang Shaohan's "Invisible Wings", Zhang Shaohan's ankle seemed to fall out of his teeth.

Comrade Huo Congjun hummed the tune very happily until the mobile nurse pulled out his mobile phone and hung it on his ear.

"Oh, Lao Kang, why did you call over?" Huo Congjun's tone, as if the wild eagle met the hare, the wild guide met the wild tourist, and the wild model met the wild second generation. Look.

Both the nurse and the anesthesiologist looked up at Huo Congjun.

Today, because it is a cardiac surgery, the transferred nurses are all experienced nurses in the surgical department. The anesthesiologist is also an attendant who often gives anesthesia to the cardiac department. When he heard the word of Director Kang, he was slightly concerned.

Huo Congjun gestured to Dr. Zhou with his eyes.

Dr. Zhou grasped it, turned his head and said, "Let ’s go on, Director Huo just needs to negotiate."

No matter how many foreigners Faulkner did, he could continue and just scratched it with a scalpel.

This emergency operation was the last thing he needed to worry about, and Faulkner really wanted to do it. His level of technology, in terms of liver and stomach alone, has little room for improvement. It is not that his technology has reached its peak, but that the peak is too difficult. Faulkner knew he could not climb up and had given up.

Of course, the peak of heart surgery is higher, and Faulkner didn't mean to climb. He's just interested.

As a surgeon, no matter what department you come from, whenever you have a chance, you want to touch your heart. Of course, if you have the opportunity to enter the orthopedics department, you must first become an orthopedist, but if you have the opportunity to hit the heart, it is also an excellent choice.

Ling Ran was standing opposite Faulkner, but he couldn't say, as if he was really going to be an assistant.

On the phone of Huo Congjun, Director Kang's voice was very loud: "I'm on my way to the hospital. Lao Huo, the amount of cardiac surgery in our hospital is not big, so you shouldn't grab it."

"How long are you here?" Huo Congjun looked up at his watch.

"Ten minutes." Director Kang said an approximation.

"The patient can't wait for you for ten minutes. Let's do this first." Huo Congjun smiled, his head tilted, and he signaled the mobile nurse to hang up.

Director Kang shouted on the phone: "Director Huo, 7 minutes, I will be there in 7 minutes!"

"The patient can't wait for you for seven minutes." Huo Congjun's voice was soft.

"Another five minutes, Director Huo!"

"Oh, it's hard to tell in five minutes ..."

"Director Huo, Director Huo ... why can't you wait for five minutes ... I have the accelerator all the way down."

"Then you step on it loosely, don't speed up, and then go back to something wrong." Huo Congjun looked at the operation that had begun in front of him. It's not rare already. "

"I'm rare, Director Huo, wait a few minutes for me, and I'll be here. There are only a few people in our heart surgery department. What's the point of asking you for our operation ..." Director Kang's voice flew out of the microphone , Floating in the operating room, like a lonely fart, not very popular in everyone's ears.

However, Huo Congjun ignored him as a fart.

In Yunyi, the small heart surgery is like sesame. If you want to compare the size, the sesame in hepatobiliary surgery is bigger than the heart surgery.

To put it simply, Huo Congjun didn't do heart surgery before because he couldn't do it, and no one did it under his hands.

As for now, even if only to give Ling Ran a chance for an assistant, a possibility of enlightenment, Huo Congjun doesn't care what Director Kang thinks.

The mobile nurse held her mobile phone and whispered, "Director Huo has begun surgery."

The roar came out of the phone unexpectedly.

Itinerant nurses hung up their phones carefully, as if this could alleviate a little responsibility.

"We enter through the left anterior incision." Faulkner said in English, then looked at Ling Ran as an assistant, and asked, "Can you understand?"

Many of the medical vocabulary of the English Department are proprietary vocabulary, which can neither be like the Chinese word for meaning, nor can it be aggregated by inherent words like Chinese.

In this case, some medical words need to be memorized by the doctor in advance, specifically memorized. Foreign doctors familiar with hepatobiliary surgery are not familiar with words in cardiac surgery, which is normal.

Ling Ran nodded while standing opposite Faulkner, and said, "Listen no problem."

"That's good. During the operation, you can't rely on translation. Accuracy can't be guaranteed." Faulkner explained it, and the translator at the side honestly turned over the content.

Huo Congjun listened more than Ling Ran, and specially reminded: "Ling Ran, are you sure you understand?"

"OK." Ling Ran answered very surely that he got so many bottles of energy medicine, but there were no more beds available. Except for going out to fly a knife once a week or two, the remaining energy medicine can only be seen in the case , Read the thesis, memorize the words used, such as the words required by the cardiology department, Ling Ran had memorized a few months earlier.

This is also impossible. If one person has 8 hours or even 10 hours more time than others, what else can he do if it is not used for surgery and study?

Huo Congjun saw that Ling Ran was certain, so he felt relieved. In his impression, Ling Ran was never the kind of person who swollen his face and filled with fat. After all, he doesn't need to tell lies to gain attention or attention. Anyone who sees Ling Ran will pay enough attention and attention.

"Sternalbone scissors." Faulkner's style of surgery, adhering to the same vein of the American system, widening and closing, turning the patient's breastbone, the patient's sternum was cut open.

Ling Ran's eyes stared, but she did not object.

Different doctors have different ideas and ways of doing things. In terms of exposed thinking alone, Faulkner's choice is obviously good.

With the sternum cut, the thorax is better exposed, and the next operation is the safest.

As for the patient's postoperative recovery, it must be done in order to survive.

Ling Ran has always been focused on exposure. However, today's patients have simple heart trauma and their position is not bad. If they are given to Ling Ran's master-level heart trauma repair, they can be done without cutting the sternum. .

Of course, in terms of the consequences of this operation, cutting or not cutting the sternum is just a trivial matter.

"Pay attention to blood." Ling Ran followed Faulkner's steps, and soon understood his intentions, first reminding the anesthesiologist.

The translator standing in the corner then spoke in English.

Faulkner only glanced at Ling Ran and nodded approvingly. After reading Ling Ran's hepatogastric resection, no one will have any doubt about Ling Ran's technique. Now look at the steps of his familiar heart surgery. With such an assistant, the main knife will be much easier.

Faulkner did it faster.

Heart surgery was designed to race against time. He can do it faster and the patient's recovery will be better.

With Ling Ran's cooperation, Faulkner was naturally smooth and fast.

This makes Faulkner a little surprised ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He is also a person who often sees doctors in other countries. Doctors in different countries have different habits, which is just natural.

Ling Ran was able to cooperate with it, and even wanted to be in front of himself, which Faulkner had never thought of.

However, Faulkner didn't have time to think about it, his eyes narrowed to reveal his heart, and he reminded Ling Ran a word.

At the same time, the door of the operating room was also opened.

"I'm here." Director Kang of Yunyi's Cardiac Surgery walked into the operating room breathlessly, with a well-prepared, flattering smile on his face: "Director Huo, you are tired."

"Not tired, just an operation." Huo Congjun returned with a kind smile.

At this time, Director Kang approached the operating table, and then looked at the open chest cavity, showing a weak heart like a balloon, and suddenly looked startled.

In his mind, the scene of a roller coaster passing by, he Yuanzheng and his hepatobiliary surgery.