Afternoon.

The visiting room of Yun Medical Emergency Center was overcrowded.

The afternoon time in the hospital is relatively free time. If the young doctors still have various cases, reports, examinations, etc. to fill in, the middle and senior doctors can almost take a breath and do something they like to do, such as having a leisurely meal, listening to music, browsing Douyin, teasing the young nurse, doing surgery, teasing the young nurse while listening to music and browsing Douyin, and then adding food to the young nurse, etc.

Many doctors can only take time out of their spare time to see Ling Ran’s combined liver and stomach radical surgery.

At this time, it was also the time when the operation entered its climax, and most doctors also focused on the operating room rather than the visiting room.

"It seems that I'm not going to have palliative surgery."

"What can I tolerate this? Moreover, doctors as young as Ling Ran are more radical than the other."

"If you want to be radical, you must have the ability and luck. It depends on whether he can clean the metastasis."

Amid the discussion, the door of the visiting room was gently pushed open again.

Dr. Zhou leaned into the head and then bent over to the first row.

"Director Huo." Dr. Zhou half-kneeled in front, lightly handed out a lunch box, and smiled: "Pull your stomach."

After watching the operation for a day, Huo Congjun smelled a familiar smell of pig's trotters and felt hungry in an instant. He subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he couldn't say anything.

"How do you buy something that tastes so strong?" Huo Congjun said that, and then opened the lid so that he could visit the room regardless of the smell, which would stimulate the stomach and intestines of guests from all directions.

Dr. Zhou showed a shy and aggrieved smile: "I'm thinking that you like eating this pig's trotter, but you didn't think about the taste or something..."

"Yeah, it's okay. Have you bought a few pig's trotters?" Huo Congjun originally just casually blamed him, but in fact, he didn't care what others smelled. He raised money to build the entire visiting room. The harder he worked, the more free he was now.

"Six Roots."

"Yeah, it's not bad." Huo Congjun solemnly praised Dr. Zhou.

Dr. Zhou is experienced in his thinking. At some point, Comrade Huo Congjun is still unwilling to follow the rules and be a good and good gentleman who follows the rules.

Even if he gives something, he doesn't like the comprehensive model.

"Give me a pig's trotter." Huo Congjun handed a food box containing pig's trotters directly to the arms of the director of the General Foreign Affairs University.

"Why should you eat pig's trotters at this time?" The director of the National Foreign Studies University looked helpless.

"Are you not hungry if you don't eat pig's trotters?" Huo Congjun hummed twice and said again: "This is a pig's trotter made by a young doctor in our department. The braised soup has been boiled for two or three years..."

The director of the National Foreign Studies University nodded: "I know, do Lv Wenbin's pig's trotter?"

"Oh, the reputation of our pig trotters in the emergency department is so fast?" Huo Congjun twitched twice.

The director of the National People's Republic of China smiled: "The house he bought is the same as my son's community."

"Oh..." Huo Congjun raised his voice a little, but he was not interested. He was not so concerned about things outside the hospital.

A total of six pig's trotters were intercepted by Huo Congjun, and the remaining four were sent to the four doctors present.

He is not distributed according to the level, but according to personal preferences.

So, the doctor who received the pig's trotters knew that he was liked by Huo Congjun. As for the chief physician or deputy chief physician who did not get the pig's trotters, there was nothing to complain about, but he smelled the fragrant smell of pig's trotters, which was quite a bit turbulent.

"It tastes good." The director of the General Foreign Affairs University had no intention of sharing. Even if the pig's trotters could be shared, the mistresses and the mistresses could not be shared. Since this is the case, the department director would be more than a father with peace of mind. It is impossible to share anything about sharing.

When visiting the room, the smell of Lu's pig's trotters was filled with.

Director of the National Foreign Studies University of the United States, Huo Congjun and others were smiling while eating pig's trotters.

Other doctors swallowed wildly, with an upright and selfless look, like government officials.

Dr. Zhou was full and casually slid down on half of the chair, and he became more energetic to see the operation below.

"This guy Ling Ran." It's one thing if Dr. Zhou would have such an operation. His vision is good. After just looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but use the corners of his eyes to look at the Director of the General Foreign Affairs University.

In Yun Medical, the best and highest-end general surgery is naturally the master, and Dr. Zhou’s most familiar benchmark is the director of the general foreign policy.

In Dr. Zhou's memory, it was a few years ago that Director of the General Foreign Affairs University had to do the surgery so neatly. To put it further, it may not be such a high-level surgery.

"Ling Ran has made progress again." Dr. Zhou was not stupid. If you have the opportunity to scan your face in front of Director Huo, you still can't lose this opportunity.

Huo Congjun smiled and said, "Yeah," and said, "That's right. You see, he is obviously more proficient in operating. Hepatostomy combined with radical liver and gastrointestinal cure can't do many units in the province in a year. In the end, who can reach the highest level depends on who has high learning efficiency. The more you gain every time you practice..."

Dr. Zhou acted like he was listening, his muscles were relaxed, and his brain entered a low-energy-consuming state.

Operating Room 1.

Zhang Anmin also wished he could enter a low-energy-consuming state.

This was the longest surgery he had ever experienced. None of them.

Just reading from books and watching from videos cannot clearly convey the seven or eight hours of surgery, which requires how harsh the physical strength and spirit of the surgeon.

Zhang Anmin felt that his physical fitness was at its limit.

On weekdays, he also had four or five hours of surgery, or even seven or eight hours in a row, but relay-style rescue is very different from long-distance running surgery.

Zhang Anmin gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Ran who was the chief surgeon.

Ling Ran was peeling off his blood vessels, his eyes focused and serious, without any sign of fatigue.

It is obviously impossible to be as young as myself, with a sore back and aches, and I can't hold on anymore.

While thinking, Zhang Anmin shook his head helplessly. It is rare to have such an operation at such an age.

In contrast, the deputy director and doctor of his age are more common.

"Wipe your sweat." Zhang Anmin said in a low voice.

The nurse immediately stepped forward and dipped him in sweat with gauze.

Zhang Anmin took the opportunity to say, "Doctor Ling, do you want to have a short rest?"

The operation time is too long, and the doctor must always let him rest when he needs to rest.

Ling Ran shook his head decisively: "No need to rest, you will change people when you are tired."

He was in the most comfortable state at this time. Although the difficulty of the operation was getting higher and higher, Ling Ran's interest gradually became more and more interested.

Ordinary liver resection surgery is not as complicated as he does now.

In order to remove the metastases and leave space for the residual liver, Ling Ran must carefully design the path to determine the resection area...

Considering the patient's tolerance, Ling Ran's surgical actions are lighter than daily life.

The camera faithfully conveyed the surgical images.

The number of live broadcasts counted by Yunli is also jumping up one by one.
Chapter completed!