Great Doctor Ling Ran

"Legs ... are the legs sewn?"

Li Xiaoning watched Ling Ran leave and shouted again.

The life-threatening problem has been solved. Naturally, we must further consider whether it will be disabled, whether there will be sequelae, whether there will be pain, and whether there will be scars ...

Ling Ran stepped on the airtight door: "It's stitched."

Li Xiaoning stretched his neck to look, and saw a torn leg wound, and it was tightened by intermittent sutures.

On the operating table, the resident who was easily forgotten by his name looked at Li Xiaoning eagerly.

The hair legs that Ling BOSS can't look at can normally be given to a helper for suture. However, Dr. Zhou has no interest in hairy legs or bare legs, and the second helper was lucky enough to get the job.

In fact, including the task of closing the abdomen, Ling Ran was left to the second assistant, and Dr. Zhou only needed to stand by and counsel him.

Li Xiaoning's face with too much blood loss gradually became rosy, his eyes narrowed at the young and ugly appearance of Ersuke, how to feel uneasy and said, "I'm here to close the belly! Wait for my hands to wash."

Li Xiaoning said and went out to the operating room.

Professor Huang grabbed her and said, "When did you close your abdomen last time?"

"Four ... four years ago?" Li Xiaoning couldn't remember.

Professor Huang shrugged: "I'll close the belly."

Then, Professor Huang looked at Director Tao: "Everyone is here, let me close my belly, okay?"

Director Tao gave a "slap" to Dr. Zhou and the young inpatient who did not remember his name: "Professor Huang is a trauma specialist at our University of Chinese Medicine, and the patient is the husband of his colleague."

Dr. Zhou and Dr. Xiao both said "Oh", which is regarded as the default of Professor Huang's participation.

The latter quickly went out to wash their hands, then entered the door to wear Qi gloves, and began to do abdomen closure.

Dr. Zhou looked at his technique and suddenly asked with interest: "Professor Huang, when was the last time you closed the abdomen?"

Professor Huang froze, stood in the position of the main knife, recalled for a long time, and said, "I don't remember clearly."

"It's been four years, right?"

"Maybe ... but I often do suturing sutures and close the abdomen." Professor Huang said, looking down at the patient's belly, his eyes focused on the college entrance examination questions reviewed by senior students ...

"Professor Huang, should I come to close the abdomen?" Dr. Zhou said, returning to the stand.

Professor Huang gave way to the boat.

Dr. Zhou began to close the abdomen with confidence.

Professor Huang looked at it, and then slowly remembered a few key points, his expression also became confident, and asked: "Are you attending? Is Yunyi's attending the stomach closed?"

"How could it be, where do we have so much time to close the abdomen?" Dr. Zhou was permeated with salty taste. "I closed the abdomen last time. Thanksgiving."

"Thanksgiving this year?"

"Last year." Dr. Zhou smiled.

Professor Huang's spit in the stomach was unable to spit out. The last time he closed his abdomen was four years ago.

The little resident doctor who was driven off from the main knife position raised his hands timidly: "I just had an abdomen closure last week. Last week, last week, I closed the abdomen."

Li Xiaoning was so weak that he looked at an unreliable doctor in a room and wanted to cry, laugh, and cry.

...

After sending the patient out of the operating room and into the recovery room, Li Xiaoning sat on the chair with his **** and didn't want to get up.

The awakening room is the site of anesthesiologists, and does not accept patients' families at all.

Professor Huang followed suit and smiled at Li Xiaoning: "Anyway, people are saved, and then they will eat Chinese medicine and cultivate themselves. It is another good man."

Li Xiaoning smiled barely.

"If you do n’t die, there will be a blessing. Think about everything." Director Tao also persuaded, and said, "I'll go to the emergency room first. If you have a problem, come to me ..."

"Director Tao." Li Xiaoning stopped him and said, "Well, I want to follow up with a few more surgeries, okay?"

"Look ... Ling Ran?"

"Yes."

Director Tao hesitated, nodded, and said, "Okay, you are all in the industry, but it's better to tell Dr. Ling that it is more convenient."

"Could you please introduce it to Director Tao." Li Xiaoning said a little embarrassedly, "I know this request may be a bit excessive ..."

"Let's do it." Director Tao agreed again. In his experience, Ling Ran did not exclude requirements such as observing surgery.

Professor Huang was also very interested in Ling Ran's surgery. Out of the spirit of "come here," he followed with interest the director Tao and Li Xiaoning to find Ling Ran.

In the treatment room, Ling Ran, who had received the new patient, and sat around.

"So rough."

"Broken? Can you pick it up?"

"How did you break it?"

The faces of several doctors showed an expression of intolerance, and the young nurses were even more excited and curious.

The patient's expression of sorrow is greater than heartache, and he mutters continuously: "My wife learns to dance ... My wife learns to dance ..."

"What does your wife learn to dance has to do with your broken penis?" Yu Yuan treated the small patient with intussusception and returned to the Ling treatment group again.

Compared with Lu Wenbin and others' empathy and sadness of rabbits, Yu Yuan's expression is completely out of love for clinical medicine.

The patient closed her eyes, opened her eyes and looked at Yu Yuan, and then closed it again, whispering to herself: "My wife said to me to dance pole dancing and let me lie down ..."

The following plot immediately made people brainstorm.

"Try to keep a **** 2 for you." Ling Ran did a detailed inspection on the spot, then looked at the film and made a decision.

The patient's mental strength finally concentrated: "What does it mean to keep one?"

"The right side must be necrotic, and there is no value for reservation. The left side must be seen to be sure." Ling Ran told the truth, said Professor Huang, Dr. Zhou and others who clamped their legs.

The patient could not resist the death, and ultimately failed to overcome the reality.

So, everyone went to the operating room again, and visited Ling Ran's testicular resection.

Li Xiaoning looked at Ling Ran's skillful movements, and then remembered what he said before, and murmured, "If you look at it this way, Dr. Ling's technology should be very good."

"How to say?"

"Dr. Ling said earlier that he is good at removing liver, spleen and testicles ..." Li Xiaoning paused, pointing to the small meat egg that fell into the tray: "He seems to be really good at it ..."

"Well, it's really clean ..." Professor Huang said so, his heart moved: "Don't say, Ling Ran's technique is really good, which means ..."

Li Xiaoning looked at Professor Huang in puzzlement.

Professor Huang has already asked Ling Ran: "Dr. Ling, have you ever performed surgery for testicular 5 papilloma?"

Ling Ran's eyes flickered, and he looked at Professor Huang handsomely: "No, you have a patient with 6 testicular cancer?"

"Testicular 7 pills ... can still get cancer?" Zheng Jun, an intern in Ling's treatment group, was surprised.

"The odds are relatively low, but they do exist." Professor Huang replied with a smile, but the content was chilling.

Ling Ran looked forward to Professor Huang with some anticipation.

He now has four types of resections: appendectomy (perfect), hepatectomy (master), total splenectomy (master), and testicular pectomy (master).

In theory, Ling Ran can completely remove the primary cancer of these four organs.

However, what is required to cut cancer is not ordinary qualifications.

The emergency department is also completely unqualified.

Especially for liver cancer ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The situation is extremely complicated, that is, the doctors of liver and gallbladder surgery have to practice for many years to take the lead, and there is no room for Ling Ran to play.

In contrast, cancers of the spleen, appendix, and testicles are relatively simple, but still ... I can't meet them in a casual way, and I am not qualified to cut them.

Professor Huang grinned two times: "There is a patient with testicular cancer in our hospital. He has more concerns. He has been taking Chinese medicine recently ..."

"This way ..." Ling Ran nodded. If people were unwilling to perform the operation, there would be no way out.

"Actually, I think I can let you talk to him." Professor Huang said: "You are all young people, maybe better to talk. You can talk to him and persuade him."

Dr. Chou clenched his teeth and couldn't help laughing.

People around gritted their teeth together and couldn't help laughing.

Everyone in the operating room who had just had a testicular resection, everyone looked like a tree squirrel.