Great Doctor Ling Ran

The waiters shuttled around the conference room and brought drinks, mineral water and a small amount of wine.

At both ends of the long table, there are spider plants and green locusts.

Surgeons, some are talking about Primary Three, some are talking about Primary Four, some are talking about blind date failures, each has their own talk, one by one in a rest position, like watching a TV show, watching the surgery on the screen Live.

Model surgeries are too common for doctors.

This year, a big guy has to do a demonstration operation. It's like the founders of Internet companies, once the financing is successful, they can't wait to have a press conference, and then wear a t-shirt or plaid shirt to read the stage ...

Doctors who are free will be willing to look at the demonstration surgery, but just look at it casually.

Today's live broadcast of surgery was not in the hearts of everyone.

It was the doctors who performed the surgery that attracted the attention of some doctors.

"If I am so handsome, I will quit my job as a medical representative. One year of flat floor, two years of big villas, three years of opening a private hospital." He pointed to the doctor hanging next to the screen and introduced Ling Ran. Frontal shot, the shooting level is ordinary, but still handsome.

The doctor sitting with him laughed and said, "You have a big villa. What private hospital is there?"

"Private hospitals are comfortable. I do whatever surgery I want. I use whatever medicine I want. Right, has your hospital recently changed the cost of surgery?"

"It's 10%, not much."

"Not much ... a liver resection, two or three hundred more, one liver resection a day ... Hey, the portal vein of the liver is separated." The talking doctor suddenly sat upright.

"This is crazy, why do you do it so fast." It is common for surgeons not to know each other, and it is easier to pick a stab at will.

The doctor next to him did not snor, but looked at the screen and frowned.

"Seeing what it feels like? Handsome guys can do surgery, too."

"Blood flow into the liver is blocked."

"Yep?"

"I heard that Dr. Ling Ranling seemed to have a flying knife outside. He had performed surgery on Mei Lao ..." The talking doctor immediately attracted several people around with a normal tone.

"Really fake? Which Mei is old?"

"I used to listen to it casually, but it's hard to tell with this demonstration operation."

The doctors looked at the screen, the movement of the silver-white knife in the blood-red area, and they couldn't help focusing.

Demonstration surgery sometimes turns into demonstration surgery.

Especially when there is medical crushing among unfamiliar doctors.

The gap between high-end surgeons and low-end surgeons is huge.

Most of the time, low-end surgeons will stay in their own place, pretending that they only have less experience than the big brothers. It is as if a certain middle-ranked student in Class 6 and 48 of High School 48 felt that he was only two hundred points less than the champions when he was doing the national real questions.

Only when he accidentally saw the test papers of Orsay Mathematics would he have a one percent understanding of his level.

And at today ’s Hilton venue, doctors who ca n’t do liver resection, doctors who can barely do liver resection, and doctors who do a good job of liver resection, looking at the screen, have a certain degree of understanding of their own level .

The procedure is consistent.

Ling Ran was well prepared in advance and the operation was familiar. It can be said that unless there is a major bleeding that surgeons hate most, the operation will not be delayed.

Soon, Ling Ran completed all the preparations before liver resection, and did not hesitate to pick up the liver.

Zuo Cidian, sitting in the meeting room, could not help looking away, looking at the people in the meeting room.

At this point, a venue that can accommodate about three hundred people was already seated seventy-seven, eighty-eight, and all stopped chatting, like watching the climax of a movie, staring intently at the screen.

Zuo Cidian looked at them and waited quietly.

Shake it.

A group of people screamed:

"what……"

"Yeah ..."

"Oh……"

"Oh……"

Zuo Cidian tilted his head slightly, and it turned out that Ling Ran on the screen lifted the patient's liver, opened it with his hands and knife handle.

Hand holding the liver, a technique that many doctors will use, and the visual effect is outstanding.

However, there are not many that can be used skillfully and effectively.

"This patient is cirrhosis of the liver." Some doctors at the scene suddenly mentioned it and led a group of people to look over the information.

Zuo Cidian chuckled secretly, and said to the doctor in front of him: "Our doctor Ling performed liver resection. In the most serious patients, the liver is as crisp as a peach."

"Are you from Yunyi?" The doctor in front of me looked at Zuo Cidian's white gown, and was immediately interested.

Zuo Cidian nodded with a smile: "I'm from the treatment team of Dr. Ling, and I will serve you today."

"Oh ... come, come and sit here." Zuo Cidian was seen before the doctor by the side, and now it's a change of attitude and a warm invitation.

Zuo Cidian seemed to be unaware of the change in the other's attitude. Xiao Yingying stepped forward and started to introduce Ling Ran's liver resection and the recent results of liver resection.

In such a venue, naturally Zuo Cidian would not talk about surgery such as "flying knife", but only talked about the operation in Yunyi. Even so, when he said the frequency of Ling Ran's surgery, especially the prognosis of the surgery In the situation, it still attracted everyone's exclamation.

Gao Meng also walked inside the venue.

He watched the doctors move from an indifferent attitude to a serious and concerned attitude slowly, and his heart was also excited.

No one wants to do their own hard work, ignored by others.

Even if this meeting was not what he wanted, but the meeting was organized, he still hoped to get some results.

"That's it for today." Ling Ran said a word on the live broadcast screen, and then turned off the camera.

In the conference room, not so enthusiastic, but it was also a positive applause.

Gao Meng quickly picked up the microphone and told everyone: "Dr. Ling will come over in a while. If you have any questions, you can ask him."

"Is it just one?" Someone sitting in the front row asked out loud.

Gao Meng shuddered and said busyly: "The next demonstration operation is at 2 pm, and will be done by Director He Hongyi of Changxi Provincial Hospital ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~?"

"In the middle is to arrange some other conference projects ... Oh, if you are interested in Dr. Ling's surgery, you can ask Dr. Ling again later. We have prepared a small conference room dedicated to communicating with each other ... ... "

"Are you going to change the conference room? Isn't this room right?" The doctor sitting in the front row said loudly, and someone was behind him.

Gao Meng accompanied the smirk two times: "This is not to worry that there is too much space, so that everyone can have a distance ..."

"The small conference room can hold a few people. Ask how many people want to stay." The front-line doctor stood up and asked, "I want to go to the small conference room and raise a hand."

Naturally, few people raised their hands.

Gao Meng smiled bitterly, the waywardness of doctors always caused countless troubles out of thin air.

But he could only swallow his throat and swallow it. The medical representative did just that.