Great Doctor Ling Ran

"Felix... I remember when you first came to Cleveland, I helped you with the mirror." Osborn looked like an ordinary old man, smiling and remembering the past.

Felix was taken aback, how did such a kind director feel like Grandpa Wolf?

No, maybe it's just grandma wolf, we have to be politically correct-Felix's ideas are flooding, and more than thirty kinds of techniques have emerged in an instant.

"You helped me through the mirror." Felix was confused in his mind, and quickly answered Osborn's question.

To be honest, although he is the attending doctor at the Cleveland Heart Center, he is considered a bully when he goes out, but in the Cleveland Clinic, he has never been the one to be favored.

If the Cleveland Heart Center was a grand harem, then Felix would only be lucky enough to be along with others when Osborne was drunk...

It’s like being supported by a mirror. It can be regarded as a tradition of the Cleveland Clinic. Senior professors help the fellows who are specialized in professional training to support the mirror and give detailed explanations by the way. It can be regarded as a more intimate teaching in the process of passing from person to person. Up.

Felix was naturally assisted, but among those with more mirrors, it did not include Big Osborn...

However, the boss has already put his arm around Felix’s shoulder: "I was thinking when I gave you the mirror, one day, you young people will be the towering pillars of the Cleveland Clinic. It is the Cleveland Clinic. It’s really good to be able to wait until this day..."

"Wait until this day?" Felix rubbed his neck.

"Are you still going to have surgery today?" Osborn asked suddenly.

The bosses asked so, Felix nodded and said, "It can be done."

"Let me help you with the mirror again. Well, help you prepare blood vessels." Osborn smiled haha, and walked to the operating room with Felix in his arms, not forgetting to invite Ling Ran, and said: "Ling Doctor, together?"

"Okay." Ling Ran was still very interested in the operation. There were some changes in the middle, and he felt good.

Osborn is also a legendary boss in cardiac surgery, and maybe he can really show legendary skills.

So the few people cleaned up again and returned to the operating room. From the four young doctors who were preparing for the operation, one white young doctor had an operation.

Needless to say, everyone adjusted their positions, and Felix cut straight into the patient's heart.

The little white doctor who has just been robbed of the right to lead the sword is only thirty-nine years old and has been in the last two years of his cardiothoracic specialist training. Even if he has the arrogance and prejudice that American whites take for granted, more than ten years of cruel studies and examinations have given him The grinding was gone. At this time, he looked at the high-spirited heart surgery physician Felix, just like a plumber who watched a firefighter changing job with a muscle exploding, even if they were working on their beloved body and lost the main sword Quan's thirty-nine-year-old white doctor did not have the urge to beat others.

Occupational insurance is very expensive.

"The patient is 49 years old, female, African American, with liver and kidney dysfunction..." The little white doctor who had lost the right to lead the operation whispered the situation.

Felix came here in the same way, so he just glanced at it and continued to walk at his own pace.

Ling Ran and Osborn just followed Felix's steps.

Felix used his arm to draw a faint blood line on the patient's body...

At the moment of cutting in, Felix suddenly felt a sense of joy.

He raised his head and glanced. Opposite him was the big boss Osborn, and his profile was the handsome but incompetent Ling Ran. Both of them were currently his own surgical assistants.

"Photograph." Felix's emotions were suddenly mobilized.

Osborn had always wanted to pretend to be a kind old director. At this moment, he amused and reminded: "What kind of technique are you going to use?"

"I learned a word in China..." Felix stood at the main knife position, his madness rose gradually, and said in Chinese: "Newness is better than sex."

Osborn looked at Felix suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

"Nothing-better-thing." Felix sighed deeply: "They said, this is a famous Chinese saying, and it's very similar to English. It's the best for us to learn. I agree."

"Nothing-better-thing..." Osborn nodded: "You like it, now, remember the patient's heart..."

He was already a little bit impatient.

Felix smiled lightly, reached out for tweezers and gauze, and got busy.

As far as the heart bypass surgery is concerned, he is really good at chest, even if he learns Ling Ran's method to do it.

Not to mention, Ling Ran is right next to him, he can remedy it at any time, or provide guidance, or even provide feeding...

Felix thought so, and the movement in his hand was smoother.

If heart surgery is regarded as a battle, then every operation is a battle on the same battlefield. The more people who do it, the more familiar they are with the battlefield.

However, the tactics of true genius are not necessarily invented by the people who do the most.

But latecomers, especially smart latecomers, can always repeat the inventor’s path through continuous learning and repetition. It's like the jose in Go.

It has changes, but the changes are always within a certain range.

Ling Ran's surgery was originally a shallow innovation. Felix is ​​not difficult to remember, but it is difficult to deal with different situations in different situations.

Ling Ran had too many different handling modes for the entire procedure.

Using the same analogy with battles, this means that in a battle, the small battles that take place in every corner are different.

And Ling Ran's handling plans are often very technical means, which means that every battle is carried out by an elite team.

It is not easy for Felix to learn this.

But he still learned.

"How? Mr. Osborn?" Felix began to suture the cardiovascular system. The doctors of the heart surgery love stinky farts, and the disagreement of no one began to rise.

"Um... interesting." Osborn hummed twice, letting Felix show off.

Felix's operation is obviously still a bit stiff, but this is not the key to the problem. Being able to master so many small details is very meaningful for the update iteration of the entire heart bypass.

Thinking of this, Osborn was already happy.

The current cardiac surgery is not as good as the cardiac surgery of the 1970s and 1980s. The technology iteration is extremely slow. Even in places like the Cleveland Heart Center, the frequency of micro-innovation is getting slower.

What Felix learned was not complete, but it was not easy.

Of course, the most perfect solution is Ling Ran...

Osborn glanced at Ling Ran. UU read www.uukanshu.com with a heartbeat and said, "Dr. Ling, you should sort out a paper and I can recommend it for you to publish."

"Um... a paper?" Ling Ran hesitated a little.

"No problem, we have done some sorting before!" If Yu Yuan hadn't been in the operating room, she would have jumped up.

Despite this, her mood fluctuated greatly.

Osborn smiled and nodded.

"Which journal do you usually recommend, I...we can make some targeted revisions." Yu Yuan hastened to implement it. Different journals have different tastes and needs, especially top journals, which have specific requirements for icons and text. Yu Yuan's request became reasonable and reasonable.

Osborn looked at Ling Ran's face, and said to Yu Yuan and Yan Yue: "How about "The Lancet"?"

"Yes." Yu Yuan clenched two walnut-sized fists tightly, and didn't call out eight more "Yes"!

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