Great Doctor Ling Ran

Zhang Ci's parents sat in the waiting room with their eyes facing each other, silent.

At this time, what they said and did not help the son, even thinking about the son in the operating room, both of them could not breathe with heartache.

Father Zhang stood up for the twentieth time and bowed his head, "I'm going to blow hair."

Mother Zhang didn't look up and said, "Tie your clothes, don't catch a cold."

"Oh." Father Zhang was walking out, and saw Huo Congjun and Ling Ran coming.

Zhang's father suddenly stopped.

He felt that he should say hello, and it was also polite.

On the other hand, Zhang's father didn't want to say hello. Although he was eager to know his son's situation, Zhang's father would rather drag on for a while ...

"Mr. Zhang." Huo Congjun stood still with a serious expression, nodded to Zhang's father, looked inside, and said, "Let's sit down and talk."

"Okay ... no ... no, otherwise, tell me first." Father Zhang's confused thoughts were incoherent.

"Mr. Zhang, don't worry." Huo Congjun took Zhang's father's shoulders forward. He couldn't say "good news". The patient did get the best treatment, but not necessarily the best results. For the family, the latter is the most important.

In just a few steps, Zhang's father walked extremely hard.

Huo Congjun was helpless. He could only push Ling Ran gently and whispered: "Just state the situation to the patient, keep it serious. Just like you always do."

Ling Ran nodded, then sat in front of Zhang Ci's parents.

Without much language finishing, Ling Ran confronted the two and said, "The operation is successful and the patient's condition is stable. The next two or three days is more critical. If there is no accident, the patient is likely to survive. Come down ... "

Ling Ran paused, trying to think clearly.

"Woo ..."

After waiting for Ling Ran to speak again, Zhang's mother covered her mouth and cried.

Father Zhang held his wife in one hand and covered his mouth with one hand, and could not help tears from the corners of his eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay ..." The husband comforted his wife.

The latter just cried harder.

Huo Congjun patted Ling Ran's shoulder and motioned him to wait a moment.

Ling Ran nodded slightly and sat quietly waiting.

Two or three minutes later, Mother Zhang convulsively stopped, wiped her tears, and laughed again: "Sorry, doctor, we are ... that, doctor, thank you, thank you."

Zhang's mother stretched out her hands, holding Ling Ran's hand and Huo Congjun's hand.

Ling Ran could feel the strength of her thin knuckles, thin, but powerful.

It took a long time before Zhang Fu coughed and said, "Doctor, what did you just say next? What next?"

Ling Ran organized the language and said: "Next, depending on the patient's recovery, if it goes well, we will remove the gauze from his body after three or four days ..."

"That ... that ..." Mother Zhang wanted to ask a lot of questions, but she couldn't explain.

Huo Congjun pulled Ling Ran up and said, "You take a good rest. The patient is now sent to icu, and someone will take care of it ..."

Ling Ran followed Huo Congjun and left the waiting room, out of the hallway, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Very nervous, right?" Huo Congjun asked.

Ling Ran nodded slightly: "Not like an operating room, but nervous."

Huo Congjun laughed twice: "Tenseness is a good thing. Tenseness shows that what we do is necessary, right?"

Ling Ran slowly nodded again.

At the same time, a reminder popped out of his mind:

Task completed: Hepatectomy.

Quest reward: Intermediate treasure chest.

Listening to Huo Congjun's education, Ling Ran murmured out of the box and saw a silver-white skill book pop up:

Level 1 Skill Book: Take a basic skill to perfection.

In Ling Ran's mind, the words "stop bleeding with bare hands" immediately jumped out.

The first perfect skill he obtained, the unarmed hemostasis, came from the first skill book.

While Ling Ran recalled, a skill book appeared in Ling Ran's mind.

The basic basic medicine at the top is still gray. If you open the flashing basic surgery, six basic skills appear again in front of Ling Ran:

Exposure, incision, separation, hemostasis, suture, drainage ...

Theoretically, as long as these six basic skills can be practised amazingly, then any technique can be mastered with ease.

As a matter of fact, most of the techniques are to avoid the heavy ones and try to reduce the burden of the surgeon from all aspects. Because there is no doctor who can really practice all the skills, even if they can do it, their energy will not allow ...

"Just take a break." Huo Congjun said a few words and picked up his mobile phone. His job is not just for surgery. The emergency room always needs him to sit. UU Reading Book www. uukanshu. com

Ling Ran gave an "En" sound, and she clicked under the hemostatic function, and continued to click on the operational hemostasis.

Under the operation of hemostasis, Ling Ran chose the item of "heat hemostasis" again.

His suture technique is enough to ensure that he uses ligation to stop bleeding, and then learn to heat stop bleeding, Ling Ran's control on the operating table will be greatly enhanced.

Although it has not reached the level of the so-called "bloodless field", it has already meant that Ling Ran can pursue this aspect.

The bloodless surgical field is a new height of modern medicine. The absence of blood means that the surgical field is clear, allowing surgeons to observe more details and improve the success rate of surgery.

On the other hand, less blood loss also means a better prognosis for the patient.

As a member of the emergency department, of the six basic skills, Ling Ran feels that he is still the first to stop bleeding. According to Ling Ran's current experience, the causes of death of patients are various, but blood loss is undoubtedly a huge problem.

Ling Ran raised his hand and filled himself with a bottle of energy potion, turned around and went downstairs.

The emergency room downstairs is like a sweatshop in a real sense, always craving for manpower.

"Our team can go to the emergency department." Ling Ran notified at the guidance desk.

As soon as I stood, I heard a greeting from behind him: "Dr. Ling, are you tired?"

"You are?" Ling Ran turned around, looking at the unfamiliar white coat, dark circles, and swollen eyes.

"I'm the one ..." The other thought, patted his head with a smile, and said, "Introduce yourself, I'm Feng Yi, our health bureau, and Dr. Ling's cardiopulmonary resuscitation before was an eye-opener ..."

For Ling Ran, cardiopulmonary resuscitation was an operation that went forward and forward.

"Dr. Ling, could you please organize a group that is specifically responsible for CPR today?" Feng Yi was hopeful.