Chapter 1102: Be a Hero

It can only be done like this. "Ling Ran hooked up two more stitches and sewed up the patient's fingers.

The sutured finger is very swollen, like a sea cucumber with incomplete soaking, and there is no effect or effect yet.

Lu Wenbin took a breath with a lung capacity of 5500, and let it out in a long breath: "It's all done so finely, you are not 'only'."

Ren Qi glanced at the screen, and saw rows of comments popping up:

"What I'm saying is that it's too much to describe this operation with only words."

"If this is a benchmark, then domestic finger replantation should not be done again, no, foreign ones should not be done either."

"From this sentence, it can be seen that Dr. Lu is not flattering every word he says."

Ren Qi smiled inexplicably.

At this time, Ling Ran gave the nurse a few words of advice, then took two steps back, began to take off the gloves and surgical gown, and said: "If you have more preparations for today, you should try to do a comprehensive analysis and analysis of the vascular network. The design should not be to suture any blood vessel you see, but should be like designing traffic, making some improvements according to the flow of blood."

Lu Wenbin's face was dull: "What you said, why do I feel like I'm listening to heavenly scriptures."

"oh?"

"Blood vessels are not like roads and railways. You can open roads and build bridges when encountering mountains and rivers. Then there are always blood vessels that are useless. If there is no way to connect them, what should I do?"

"A blood vessel that is too severely damaged should be visible before the operation. If it is an unnoticed damage, it can be solved with blood vessel transplantation like just now." Ling Ran paused for a few seconds, and then said : "This can only be aimed at professionals. Just like the Achilles tendon repair we do, hand function is the first consideration."

"That's right..." Lu Wenbin stopped talking. After all, he is a doctor who has performed hundreds of replantations of amputated fingers. At this time, he couldn't help saying: "Then there are nerves and tendons, and the parts involved. Too much."

"It is indeed a big problem." Ling Ran admitted: "The hands are much more flexible than the feet, and the precision is also high. It is more difficult to completely repair it with the Achilles tendon."

Otherwise, Zhu Tongyi is an academician. Although the clinical plan designed by him has various unrealistic parts, it is quite executable, especially in the direction of the problem. There is basically no big deviation. This is the next step. Further practice, improvement and supplementation.

"You can think about it again when you have time." Ling Ran had this idea, and said it out of the way.

Lu Wenbin was taken aback for a moment, but immediately became concerned.

Clinicians are also troubled by papers and scientific research. The topics proposed by the leaders are obviously more likely to be passed than their own imagination.

"After you're finished, notify the family." Ling Ran retreated to the non-surgical area, and was about to go out to wash his hands before fighting the next operation.

Lu Wenbin was not surprised, but asked hesitantly: "If the patient's family members ask how far they can recover, what should I say?"

"What do you think?" Ling Ran asked back.

Lu Wenbin hesitated immediately, this is the operation performed by the BOSS, is it for me to evaluate it?

If it was pure flattery, Lu Wenbin would definitely blow it to the bulls. How big the courage is, how big the lung capacity is.

However, this is to go out to explain to the patient's family members. In case Ling Ran nodded without paying attention, or if he was too comfortable to be photographed and swelled up, Lu Wenbin would be waxed.

The patient's family actually attaches great importance to the doctor's promise, and usually the default is only high but not low. Lu Wenbin really didn't dare to say a number indiscriminately.

"I think what we did just now went smoothly." Lu Wenbin tentatively.

Ling Ran nodded.

"Otherwise, I won't give a specific judgment, just say the result is excellent?"

Ling Ran didn't answer.

Lu Wenbin's little heart trembled, he quickly used his big muscles to control his mouth, and said, "You promised the patient earlier that the patient would be able to recover to 70%, or maybe 80%, so I still say that?"

"Eighty percent there is no problem." Ling Ran nodded, and said, "The extent of the recovery will depend on the results of the rehabilitation. We must focus on this aspect."

"Oh, yes, yes." Lu Wenbin was slightly startled: "Is it 80% okay? Do you want to be more conservative?"

"Eight success is a conservative estimate. But...rehabilitation is still the key, and we must exercise early and get active." Ling Ran emphasized again.

"Understood, I'll personally supervise and assign him to my side." Lu Wenbin was talking about being a bed doctor for the patient. Compared with Ma Yanlin or other resident doctors, Lu Wenbin's qualifications have gradually improved, and the number and quality of managed beds have improved.

Ling Ran agreed, and then went out to leave.

On the live broadcast screen next to it, there are more than 100 views of the comments, which are already full of screen.

"Aren't you kidding, do you really guarantee 80% to the patient? What if you can't reach it? It's too... immodest."

"Eight cost is an imaginary number, not the number of scores. Patients and family members probably don't understand this."

"As long as it's excellent, the patient's family members can't say anything. This recovery has reached a few percent, and in the end it's more among colleagues who see it. Ling Ran like this, but he put himself on the fire."

"Maybe people just think it's a piece of cake, what about homemade barbecue?"

The comments reached a peak, and then quickly fell down.

It's boring to chat, and most importantly, everyone doesn't like to compare their skills with Ling Ran's.

For doctors, this is not the ranking score of playing games, or the ranking score of important or unimportant exams. Clinical skills, especially surgical techniques, are the ranking scores of surgeons' career and life development.

As long as surgeons who have tried, studied, forged ahead, and worked hard at the operating table will never forget this feeling.

The time standing on the operating table may be the time when a doctor has the most control in his life, and it is the time when they are most sure about the meaning and value of their life.

If the operation goes well, and the operation continues to go smoothly, then the feeling of saving lives and curing diseases is no less than saving the world.

If you are not a good looker, you are a good doctor. If you change to the scene language of Hollywood, it is about "be a hero".

The comments of the live broadcast system, in twos and threes, brushed out Xiao Suo's language:

"It's over, let's go back."

"I have read it."

"By the way, what exactly is the training camp run by Doctor Yun?"

When Ren Qi saw the end, he raised his eyebrows and wanted to chase him out.

"Old Ren, Lao Ren." Lu Wenbin tore off the surgical gown with both hands, shook his head happily, relaxed his ape arms calmly, as if catching a fat old chicken, and hugged Ren Qi's waist: " Come with me to talk to the patient's family members, it's a shame to be alone."

"Why are you guilty, the operation was so successful?"

"Hey, you don't know, these hands are very important to a painter." Lu Wenbin sighed heavily, and was about to tell the thought-provoking story that had been dusty for a long time.

"I see, let's go." Ren Qi broke free from the arm circle with an arm circumference of 38.

Lu Wenbin said unhappily, "What do you know?"

Ren Qi chuckled: "The princess I liked to order in KTV back then was drawn in elementary school. That sad past... Do you know why I didn't order her later?"

Lu Wenbin's skull and frontal muscles jumped: "Why?"

"She later married a doctor and resigned."

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