Ling Ran slowly adapted to Zhao Leyi's rhythm.

The operating table is the world where the main surgery is performed. No matter how powerful a doctor is, he must cooperate with the main surgery. By the same token, even if the director of the anesthesia department is doing an anesthesia, he must take the medicine according to the progress of the main surgery.

As the operation progresses, the difficulty of suturing is slightly increased.

But Ling Ran's proficiency improves faster.

Ling Ran is too familiar with debridement and suture work.

If you are speaking of the procedure, it would be great if one procedure is done thirty times. For simple appendectomy, such as appendectomy, three or five times, ordinary doctors can do it independently. Those who can do it a hundred times are proficient. Many of the main treatments for appendectomy surgery are that even if you don’t use laparoscopy, you only need to open a small mouth on the patient’s abdomen and hook your hand to find it out.

Although Ling Ran master-level intermittent suture is limited to the intermittent suture part, Ling Ran has done work like debridement a hundred times himself, and can do it properly without the technology provided by the system.

The practical operations since the internship have turned into Ling Ran's experience at this time, which not only allows him to move easily, but also allows him to accurately cooperate with the chief swordsman Zhao Leyi.

After just a few wounds were sewn, Ling Ran mastered Zhao Leyi's operating habits.

Now, Zhao Leyi's hand turned in one direction, Ling Ran could guess what he was thinking.

On this basis, Zhao Leyi only felt that Ling Ran's cooperation was even more comfortable than killing a chicken with a horse.

Speaking of which, Zhao Leyi actually didn't like Ling Ran very much.

Too arrogant!

Too high!

Too handsome!

Learn too quickly!

In short, Zhao Leyi was very unhappy with a tall, handsome, arrogant and very fast intern.

However, after getting on the operating table with Ling Ran, Zhao Leyi felt an indescribable pleasure.

It's done so smoothly.

Seeing the bleeding points being controlled, the wounds being sutured, the patient's blood pressure and heartbeat stably... Zhao Leyi's sense of accomplishment was simply overwhelming.

Especially around him, there were several colleagues from other departments. Zhao Leyi's heart was much more happy than the beauty of Xiangche.

In medical terms, the amount of dopamine secretion can fill the cerebral cortex.

Zhao Leyi looked up at Ling Ran, and she still looked like she was not as annoying as a stranger, but she was not so annoying.

"Can you sew your arms? Can you do it?" Zhao Leyi decided to reward Ling Ran.

On the operating table, giving the assistant a chance to operate independently is the biggest reward.

A late-stage profession like a doctor is extremely precious to get any development opportunities in the early stage.

The injuries of the car accident patient were mainly concentrated on the lower body. The wound on his arm was relatively not very serious, but the degree was greater than that of ordinary debridement and suture. It was precisely because of this that Zhao Leyi let go of Ling Ran.

It is a chance to practice and a chance to show his face in front of his colleagues.

Of course, Ling Ran had to be well-stitched, otherwise, Zhao Leyi, who was the main swordsman, could regain power at any time.

Ling Ran was as calm as ever, nodded and said "Okay", and then spoke to the nurse on the stage and said, "Organize the shear."

A pair of surgical scissors fell into Ling Ran's hands instantly.

Zhao Leyi always felt that the nurse gave Ling Ran faster than the speed of giving him the equipment.

If so many people were not visiting, he could tell dirty jokes now.

Refreshing the mind and strengthening the heart of a man.

"gauze."

“Search cut.”

Ling Ran got the opportunity to operate independently, but the rhythm in his hands did not change at all.

The general inpatient in the operating room noticed this in envy and surprised and did not say anything.

It is a very rare opportunity for ordinary residents, but for Ling Ran, it is actually not very special.

In fact, Ling Ran had already had much more opportunities than the hospitalized doctors.

In terms of trauma treatment alone, the resident in the emergency department only needs to complete 10 surgical debridement and suture surgery in three years of standardized training, and it is still an assistant.

Of course, emergency hospitalists need to master more than just debridement and suture. In theory, regular training requires them to do 5 CPR, 2 gastric lavage, 5 cardiac defibrillation, 5 tracheal intubation, etc.

However, in terms of the domestic environment, there are only a few regular training hospitals that can complete all projects with quality and quantity.

Most standard trainees have to strive for clinical operation opportunities themselves, and have the opportunity to achieve two or three hundred debridement and suture...

If Ling Ran lacks experience in this area, he has very few opportunities to come to the operating room.

"Bent shear."

Ling Ran raised his head and moved his neck.

While the instrument nurse handed the curved scissors to Ling Ran, she took the opportunity to stare at Ling Ran for several seconds, and her little heart was pounding.

Ling Ran's face was cold and he was unaware of anything.

Ling Ran likes to be a doctor, and his favorite is an environment like an operating room.

If he is a civil servant, he will definitely be considered a nitpicking by his colleagues; if he does a project, he will probably not be liked by Party A and Party B; however, even if he does the smallest surgery, no one will urge him to check the bleeding points twice more.

Ling Ran clearly shouted out the name of the device while operating:

“Line 0.”

"tweezers."

"gauze."

Zhao Leyi listened to it a little funny.

In fact, ordinary doctors will not shout like this, especially senior doctors above the attending level. Most of the words are gossip. Some greasy middle-aged doctors are either prescribing yellow or on the way to prescribing yellow. They need any equipment, just reach out, or simply take it by themselves.

The nurse on the stage who cooperates well does not need the doctor to call out the name of the device, and will naturally hand the correct device to the doctor.

The doctor is familiar with the surgery, and the nurses in the operating room are more familiar with it, knowing what the doctor needs next.

However, Ling Ran did not have such experience and was not familiar with the nurse, so he would naturally shout out:

"Vascular forceps."

"Toothed tweezers."

“Microglasses.”

The more accurate Ling Ran shouted, the more interesting Zhao Leyi felt, but his smile did not last long.

"What are you doing with microglasses?" Zhao Leyi was still doing her own thing, but when she heard something wrong, she quickly looked over.

Ling Ran straightened the patient's hand and the needle and thread were already busy.

"The hand torn, the blood vessels are anastomosis and the tendons are sutured." Ling Ran didn't raise his head and answered Zhao Leyi in two words, which was much more perfunctory than when speaking to the equipment nurse.
Chapter completed!