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Chapter 70 The Majesty of the Old White Rabbit

"Ling Ran, let's take a look at the cases and choose."

Since Huo Congjun released the wind and wanted to use the tang method to rupture the flexor tendon, he has been constantly receiving news from all parties.

Some of them are from hospitals in various places, some are from medical representatives, and some are also news about his old colleagues, old subordinates and comrades.

Doctors will have special needs for the cause of the disease when conducting new techniques or writing papers. At this time, the level of level and the wideness of their connections will become very important.

Huo Congjun released the news more than half a month ago. Now he is getting more feedback. There are as many as seven medical records piled on his desk, five of which are patients who have suffered trauma in recent days, and two are patients who have not recovered from old injuries.

Ling Ran put the medical records of the two old injured patients aside, looked at the remaining five copies, and said, "I want them all, let's arrange them to come as soon as possible."

Huo Congjun was stunned for a moment and laughed: "Don't worry about having no patients anymore. Choose the treatment on the same day, and choose the next one. I don't know much about tang method, but it's better to have one-stage suture."

He was in a tone of discussion, and Ling Ran's performance was indeed good.

The patient who was sutured the day before yesterday started to do passive exercise just 24 hours ago. As a result, all indicators met the standards, which scared Wang Haiyang, chief physician of hand surgery.

After all, Ling Ran did three tang sutures, and all three cases were successful and recovered well. Although the first patient, Ma Wenhua, was unable to be discharged from the hospital due to multiple trauma in his body, the hands of tang sutures have reached the ordinary six-week standard and can go home to rehabilitate.

Whether from the perspective of the hospital or the doctor, such results can be said to be a preliminary success.

Ling Ran also made his own judgment based on this. He can now say that he has fully mastered the master-level tang method and received the task again. It makes no sense to have a meal again.

Therefore, his conclusion is completely different from Huo Congjun: "I am not going to accumulate patients. I hope to arrange all five patients for me today."

Huo Congjun laughed when he heard this. After a few seconds, he realized that Ling Ran was not a joke type.

"It's a joke to arrange five a day, one a day, it's better to be proficient." Before the operation the day before yesterday, Huo Congjun wanted to arrange an operation for Ling Ran the next day or three days. Now he let go, because Ling Ran's performance yesterday.

The hospital environment is very cold and utilitarian. Doctors with good technical talents are more likely to get opportunities and are more likely to be tolerated.

Ling Ran insisted: "I can perform continuous surgery."

If 10 surgeries can be completed in 10 days, Ling Ran can only get at most 3 bottles of energy potion over the whole month, which is a waste of tasks.

Huo Congjun didn't understand Ling Ran's insistence, and a light of inspiration appeared and said, "If you are short of money, I can help you think of a solution..."

It costs 500 yuan for one operation, and 2,500 yuan for five operations. He felt that Ling Ran was confused by the money.

It is not so easy to make money at 2,500 yuan a day.

"I'm not short of money." Ling Ran's tone was confident.

"It's not for the purpose of earning surgery?" Huo Congjun stared at Ling Ran's eyes.

"No." Ling Ran answered again.

He stayed in the hospital all day long, dressed in a white coat, bathed in an operating room, and received food and fruits from enthusiastic nurses at any time. His only expense was favors, so what's the use of asking for money?

Huo Congjun then said bitterly: "The most important thing for you now is to hone your skills, don't think about making money, let alone anything else."

Ling Ran couldn't understand and asked: "Don't training skills depend on surgical quantities?"

Huo Congjun opened his mouth. He really wanted to watch videos or books, but everyone is active doctor, so it would be too unreasonable to deceive people like this.

"Then choose two, one is given to you first, and the second one is, if you are in good condition and after a full rest, I will give it to you. Otherwise, I will transfer it to the hand surgery department." Huo Congjun's strategy is very simple. Choose two patients to refer to Yun Doctor, and the one that is most suitable for suturing the tang method is given to Ling Ran. The other one can refer to Chief Physician Wang Haiyang of the hand surgery department at any time, or accept it by his medical team.

Ling Ran thought about it and agreed.

After all, tang suture is a third-level surgery. Depending on the patient's condition and duration, it is also a good choice to try two surgeries a day first.

Huo Congjun and Ling Ran had made a choice, he called Wang Haiyang in advance to explain. In fact, according to his idea, he would just send the second patient to Wang Haiyang directly, so as not to cause trouble.

Ling Ran looked back at the cases and carefully selected two cases and handed them to Huo Congjun.

Doctors are not omnipotent, and tang method is not omnipotent. Choosing the patient who is most suitable for tang method is Ling Ran’s best choice at present.

Huo Congjun looked at the cases selected by Ling Ran and couldn't help but nodded slightly. If he was asked to choose, he would also choose these two: both patients were workers under 30 years old, one was torn and the other was cut. The injury was typical, and he was young and strong and recovered well, so he could get satisfactory results.

After choosing the person, Ling Ran left with the information, reading while thinking about the specific surgical plan.

At the same time, ambulances from both places received a call and began to rush to Yunhua Hospital.

Two hours later.

Ling Ran appeared in the operating room.

Huo Congjun was an hour late before coming over in a brand new hand brush suit. Ling Ran's technology was stable, so he dared to let go.

The anesthesiologist Su Jiafu was waiting for him. When he saw Huo Congjun coming, he hurriedly hooked a round stool with his legs. This was what he specifically asked the circuit nurse to come.

Huo Congjun glanced at Su Jiafu strangely and did not sit down.

He had just driven for two hours and felt uncomfortable when he sat down. At this time, he was not willing to sit down.

Su Jiafu was stunned for a while, and then he went alone to play with instruments on two round stools. He just looked at the operating room door from time to time, for fear that the nurses on the road rushed in and saw the empty stool.

"It's done." Ling Ran cut the suture with scissors, then looked up at Huo Congjun and asked, "Is the second one being sent?"

"It's a delivery..." Huo Congjun lowered his head hesitantly and checked first.

After 30 minutes.

Ling Ran changed into an operating room and raised his scalpel.

This time the patient was a little more complicated, which took Ling Ran nearly two hours.

Even so, the two surgeries were done, and it was just afternoon work hours.

Ling Ran returned to the office and looked at Huo Congjun silently.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes...

Huo Congjun's scalp was numb when he was seen, and he felt like an old white rabbit, staring at by a soft fur, agile figure, agile eyes, and a super beautiful hunting dog.

"If you are really bored, take a rest. I will find three cases of rupture of the flexor tendon tomorrow for you." Huo Congjun said majesticly.
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