"You have to tell your director that we were invited after all, so it is difficult to accept the patient directly. In addition, whether the patient is in your hospital or something, we have to discuss whether the patient is in the hospital or something. Dr. Ling attaches great importance to prognosis. If there is no proper prognosis measures, it will be difficult to perform a surgery like liver resection..." Yu Yuan answered without thinking much.

Her response speed obviously surprised the doctors in Futaigang First Hospital.

The most important thing is that her answers were basically equivalent to agreeing to admit the patient.

The doctor in the front row was also involuntarily asked, "Do you want to discuss it with Dr. Ling?"

Flying knives are different from hospital diagnosis and treatment. The range of fault tolerance is very small, and usually the surgeon needs to make decisions. In hospitals in other places, if you use instruments and equipment that you are not familiar with, you don’t have to fail. Even if you do not do it well, you will have to smash your own brand.

Yu Yuan just smiled calmly: "These are examples."

Everyone was quiet for a few seconds before they gradually came back to their taste.

"Do you often encounter... this situation?" The doctor in the front row asked with a little curiosity.

"It's almost the same." Yu Yuan shrugged, as cute as a chinchilla, and said, "It's usually the case that it's open for a new hospital."

"How is it?"

Yu Yuan smiled: "There are a large number of patients everywhere, such as the patients with intrahepatic bile duct stones you just mentioned, or the old Achilles tendon rupture, meniscus damage to the knee joint, etc., and they may not necessarily decide to undergo surgery immediately. They can actually be regarded as... technically sensitive patients. If they meet a doctor with particularly good skills, they will decide to undergo surgery faster than ordinary patients."

"But technically sensitive patients cannot get in touch with you immediately." The doctor in the front row smiled.

Yu Yuan laughed, and said nothing.

Everyone smiled and understood a little.

"You all rely on doctors to promote it." Someone asked.

"Doctor, nurse, and hospital staff." Yu Yuan said: "The one who comes into contact with the most patients is our group of people."

"That's what I said."

"If we talk about our relatives and friends around us, we really know the most."

As I said this later, I laughed out loud.

A little bitter smile, and a little happy.

Yu Yuan's old man was still lying on the slightest mouth, signaling everyone to look at the screen, and said, "Just like Dr. Ling's technique is really outdated. I don't know when it will happen next time I come to Futai Port."

On the screen, Ling Ran had already cut off his liver and was doing subsequent operations.

Not to mention those who can understand liver resection, medical staff who cannot understand liver resection look at Ling Ran’s hands and skillful movements, which can be matched with three large waists.

Doctors who do bad surgery have their own bad methods. Doctors who do good surgery can tell at a glance.

Ling Ran, with Wu Honglang, director of the liver, gallbladder and pancreatics of Futaigang No. 1 Hospital, cooperated with him and quickly to remove a liver resection. Moreover, because it is early liver cancer in adolescents, Ling Ran still used the "thin cutting" method. On the surface, through the cooperation of the laboratory department, most of the liver was retained for the patient, and the prognosis level was improved by more than one level.

Wu Honglang then had more than an hour of surgery, and when he came out, he felt that his whole body had been sublimated.

Although his hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery department is a major department of Futaigang First People's Hospital, in terms of technical level, Wu Honglang did not invest much in the liver. When his talent was not far beyond ordinary people, he had to allocate his energy to several aspects, and the final achievements were naturally not high.

Of course, this is judged relative to the level of masters in the country. However, the technical gap between Wu Honglang and Ling Ran is still obvious.

After Wu Honglang and Ling Ran had the operation, he confirmed this point.

"I don't know how you practiced it." Wu Honglang took off his gloves and shook his head with emotion.

He had no idea of ​​continuing to learn. As for his current state, a quiet retirement in two years would be serious.

The young nurse next to him immediately followed Wu Honglang's words and said, "Director Wu, if you really want to know, leave Dr. Ling for us to teach you a lesson."

"It's really just class?" Wu Honglang drove the car lightly, with a kind smile on his face.

"Director Wu..." The young nurse let out a casual voice that she didn't want money, her eyes turned around and said, "Doctor Ling, do you want to teach us a class?"

"I don't want to." Ling Ran said.

"Then what do you want to go to?" After listening to the jokes of surgeons for so many years, the reserves are accurate.

Ma Yanlin next to him jumped his eyebrows and thought to himself: Such a young nurse can only survive until she gets off work at Yun Doctor.

In order to get to get off work normally every day, Ma Yanlin sighed and hurriedly said, "We Dr. Ling don't like to chat when doing surgery."

"Isn't this surgery done?" The young nurse pressed step by step.

"It's right that I've finished it." Ma Yanlin looked at Wu Honglang and said, "Director Wu, if there is no other surgery, we will go back and rest first."

"I should have arranged a few surgeries in advance." Wu Honglang looked a little annoyed, shook his head helplessly, and said, "It must be too late this time. Let's contact us again afterwards, and contact more."

"Okay, if you have surgery, please contact us at any time." Ma Yanlin smiled.

Wu Honglang's attitude is very kind and also a normal attitude.

After all, this kind of flying knife-like operation is performed for the first time, even if the land is successfully opened up. If you need it in the future, it is normal to contact the flying knife again.

But in the eyes of experienced Ma Yanlin, Wu Honglang is obviously a little too young.

"Director Wu turned around and called us." Ma Yanlin didn't say much, followed Ling Ran to check the patient's condition again and then left the operating room.

Wu Honglang and others closed the door and let out a sigh of relief. Ling Ran's aura was still quite strong, especially when he saw Ling Ran's surgery, Wu Honglang couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

"The patient was sent to the awakening room, please watch it, and say something if you have any questions." Wu Honglang also gave an order to the anesthesiologist.

"Don't worry." The anesthesiologist was polite. It was actually quite comfortable to see the patient in the wakeful room and play with mobile phones.

Wu Honglang nodded, probably because Ling Ran and others went out, and then slowly left the operating room.

"Director Wu." A doctor squatted in the corner and hurried over at this time.

"What's the matter?" Wu Honglang's expression was a little solemn. Most of the things that are not easy to talk about in the operating room have complicated situations.

The doctor who was squatting at him also took a deep breath and said softly: "Director Wu, let me have one for this surgery for Dr. Ling from Yunhua."

"What are you going to queue up?" Wu Honglang was confused.

"Just schedule." The doctor who was waiting in the squat said immediately: "You know, my second aunt's brother-in-law has hepatitis. He was planning to have surgery here, so I recommended Dr. Ling..."

"Wait, did you recommend Ling Ran? Why?" Wu Honglang's head had not turned around yet, and he was thinking that Ling Ran was not a doctor from this hospital.

The doctor who was waiting at the custody said naturally: "Doctor Ling is one of the best in the country, right? It's just a matter of coming to our Futai Port. Isn't it that the wealth and water will not flow to outsiders' fields?"

"What kind of fat water..." Wu Honglang was stunned for a moment, and finally woke up.

He thought about the liver resection surgery he had seen and the other doctors he had followed, and couldn't help but savor: "There must be one of the best in the country... There must be one of the top five, and the top three..."

Wu Honglang did not continue to speak, but his face became a little more serious and said slowly: "No matter how rare it is, do you need to be so anxious?"

"Can't you be in a hurry? Just the doctors ranked among the top in the country, what time has the surgery schedule been? This person is coming to our Futai Port directly. You have to arrange it for me. My second aunt's family is in good condition, so she can do whatever she wants."

"You guy." Wu Honglang looked at the subject in front of him again, but he nodded involuntarily: "Okay, I'll ask you."

If there is a suitable patient, he doesn't mind seeing Ling Ran for another operation.
Chapter completed!