Great Doctor Ling Ran

"You can do the rest." Wei Jiayou hooked a few more threads and asked the assistant next to him.

"Yes." The assistant was timid and could not help it.

Ling Ran did it, Wei Jiayou did it, but ordinary doctors really couldn't do it, and they really didn't want to do it.

It's like students preparing for the high school entrance examination, college entrance examination, graduate exams, some children have finished mathematics, boring self-study calculus, and some children have finished mathematics hard, and then they are very reluctant to open an English book.

The little doctor who served as an assistant to Wei Jiayou had to say that he was once a little genius, but to be honest, he was exhausted by studying heart surgery, and then he was learning liver resection from the beginning. He really wanted to die.

But it doesn't work-if you die in the hospital, you will be rescued and sent to the ICU to be tied up, so your assistant can only follow Wei Jiayou to open up new areas.

In the new field of surgery, he is really not so confident.

It's not that I won't, but I don't believe in myself that much. It's not like having done hundreds of operations, knowing when and what might happen.

Wei Jiayou didn't care about this, and got a positive answer. Wei Jiayou took off his surgical gown and went out.

The itinerant nurse hurriedly asked at the back: "Dr. Wei, don't you watch Dr. Ling's live broadcast?"

"I went back to the lounge to see that the operating room was too noisy." Wei Jiayou didn't know his head, and quickly walked out of the operating room.

The assistant who stayed inside, looked at the door like a Wangjiang woman for a few seconds, then gently turned around and said, "That, Doctor Zhang, help?"

He named him a doctor of hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery of his age. The qualifications are not too old, but he has undergone hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery for nearly 10 years in the clinic. At this time, he smiled slightly: "This is not my patient, I can't do it."

"Oh, everyone is in your hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery. Turn around and invite you to dinner, really." The assistant was guilty and humble.

He still lacks self-confidence, hoping to have a doctor familiar with the operation to help him. Doing nothing is the second thing, first stop yourself from making big mistakes.

The doctor of hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery was a little cool, pretending to be helpless and sighed, then smiled and said: "You remember now that people belong to our hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery... OK, is it appropriate to eat Japanese food at night?"

"Appropriate!" The assistant agreed quickly.

The hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery doctor then went to wash his hands, and the operating room was a little quieter except for the noise on the screen.

"pliers."

"gauze."

"Cut."

In the full-screen HD video of the heart, Ling Ran's voice was clear and audible.

"sounds so good."

"It should be recorded as sleep aid music at night... Yes! We should record Dr. Ling's voice as sleep aid music."

"Yes, yes."

The young nurses present responded one after another, and some people wanted to use professional equipment to receive the voice, so they called out all the nurses who were available in the surgery department to help.

Soon, several nurses in the operating room were ready to record individually. One pressed the record button and looked at the screen expectantly.

The sound came out of the speaker simultaneously, it was Ling Ran's extremely magnetic voice:

"The electric knife is opened to 25W, and now the connective tissue is bluntly separated...Silver clip...Lü Wenbin, I have seen the diaphragmatic artery and the superior abdominal wall artery, start separating from here..."

"Pay attention to the organization."

"The papaverine solution is ready."

In between, Lu Wenbin was yelling:

"This heart is so fat."

"The fat on the outside of the pericardium is a bit thick."

"Hey, from my perspective, the left atrium is still a bit like an elbow."

The little nurses looked at each other.

The itinerant nurse asked in a low voice, "Is this recording still usable?"

"I think it's a bit of a sleep aid... I'm afraid that if I play this recording, my husband won't sleep with me."

"Why don't you put it in the restaurant, fatty elbows and the like, and some matching."

The assistant who was finishing the process and the hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgeon who had returned to their positions looked at each other, the expressions on their faces were stiff, like a freshly cut liver.

Small lounge.

Wei Jiayou stood in front of the screen in his lounge, looking at the blood-red heart with a solemn expression.

He has seen a lot of different types of hearts, and when he saw the one in front of him, he was sure to make multiple coronary arteries.

Speaking of it, this is nothing. When people are admitted to cardiac surgery, most of the blood vessels are in a state of collapse, and the proportion of multiple coronary artery transplants is much higher than before the stent era.

However, multiple coronary artery transplants can be performed, which means a higher degree of proficiency for a cardiac surgeon.

In Wei Jiayou's view, proficiency should have been the best threshold to stop Ling Ran, just like he is doing hepatectomy every day to accumulate proficiency. No matter how good the technology is, there is no amount of surgery. It is a nonsense, because the conditions encountered in the operation are ever-changing, and there must be enough clinical trials to be more complete. The more high-end surgery, the more sophisticated it is.

"This guy..." Wei Jiayou's mind inexplicably showed a Japanese-style comic scene.

Then, while looking at the screen, Wei Jiayou took out a bottle of Hermès snow white gentian perfume from the drawer beside him and sprayed it gently on his wrist.

"Comfortable." Wei Jiayou took a deep breath with a sense of ceremony, and then looked at the screen intently.

Ling Ran has officially started to suture the replaced coronary artery.

The diamond-shaped interface that fits side-to-side, the diamond shape of the interface is made very small by Ling Ran, which can be said to be a very detailed operation.

When the anastomosis was about to be sewn, Wei Jiayou clearly discovered that Ling Ran had deliberately pointed the bridging vessel to the next anastomosis.

"well done."

"no problem."

"very good."

On the screen, the comments of several people appeared at an appropriate time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Wei Jiayou took a closer look and saw the familiar names of Tong Gaoyi and Wang Tian among the real-name speakers.

Needless to say, the level of several people was only after Ling Ran's skills were determined.

Wei Jiayou couldn't help furrowing his brows deeply, and said in his heart, Ling Ran must have come to me for the heart surgery deliberately here. It seems that I still underestimate the enemy, and I can't underestimate the people of the world. Not only do I want to do things in the enemy's heart, opponents like Ling Ran also want this trick.

At this time, I went back to do liver resection, and I felt that it was of little use.

Wei Jiayou sat back on the sofa and silently watched Ling Ran's operation on the screen.

It's natural, smooth, and rhythmic...

"At least I have 7 success." Wei Jiayou looked even more solemn. He couldn't help but think that this year's annual vacation, it seems that he can't take it. Next, during the New Year, it is best to increase the amount of surgery by 20-30%, and it should be maintained. The advantage to Ling Ran-no problem!

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