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âThis is the best I can do.âLing ran hooked two more needles into the patientâs finger and sewed it up.
The sutured finger was very swollen. It looked like a sea cucumber with incomplete foam. No effect or effect could be seen for the time being.
Lu Wenbin used his lung capacity of 5,500 to take a deep breath and exhaled slowly. âYouâve already done it so meticulously. This is not âonlyâ.â
Ren Qi stole a glance at the screen and saw rows of comments:
âYouâre right. Itâs too much to use the word âonlyâto describe this surgery.â
âIf this is the benchmark, donât perform finger replantation surgeries in China anymore. No, donât do finger replantation surgeries overseas either.â
âI can tell from these words that not every word doctor Xiao Lu says is flattery.â
Ren Qi smiled for some reason.
Ling ran gave the nurse a few words of advice before he took two steps back and started to take off his gloves and surgical gown, he said, âIf we make more preparations today, we should try to do a comprehensive analysis and design of the vascular network. We canât just suture every single blood vessel we see. Instead, we should design some improvements based on the flow of blood, just like how we design traffic.â
Lu Wenbinâs expression was wooden. âYouâre right. Why do I feel like Iâm listening to a heavenly book?â
âOh?â
âBlood vessels are not like roads and railways. They can open roads and bridges when they meet mountains and rivers. There will always be blood vessels that wonât work, and thereâs no way to guide them through. What should we do then?â
âBlood vessels that are too severely damaged should be visible before the surgery. If itâs damage that we didnât notice, we can use the method of blood vessel transplantation just like before.âLing ran paused for a few seconds, he then said, âThis can only be targeted at professionals. Just like the Achilles tendon repair surgery that we do, the Handâs function is the most important consideration.â
âThat makes sense...âLu Wenbin stopped as he spoke. After all, he was a doctor who had performed hundreds of finger replantation surgeries. At this moment, he could not help but say, âThere are still nerves and tendons. There are too many parts involved.â
âIt is indeed a big problem,âLing ran admitted. âThe flexibility of the hands is much higher than the feet, and the degree of precision is also high. It is quite difficult to completely repair it using the Achilles tendon method.â
If not, Zhu Tongyi was an academician. Even though there were all kinds of unrealistic parts to the clinical plan that he designed, the execution of it was quite strong, especially when it came to the direction of the problem. There was basically no big deviation, that was why he had to practice, improve, and supplement step by step.
âIf you have time, you can consider it again.âLing ran came up with this idea and blurted it out.
Lu Wenbin was stunned, but he immediately put his heart into it.
Clinicians were also troubled by research papers and scientific research. The topic that the leader took the initiative to propose was obviously more likely to be approved than what he imagined.
âAfter youâre done, inform the patientâs family.âLing ran retreated to the non-surgical area and prepared to go out to wash his hands. He wanted to fight for the next surgery.
Lu Wenbin was not surprised. He only asked hesitantly, âIf the patientâs family asks how much he can recover, what should I say?â
âWhat do you think?âLing ran asked in return.
Lu Wenbin immediately hesitated. âthis is a surgery performed by the BOSS. Does he want me to comment on it?â?
If it was purely flattery, Lu Wenbin would definitely brag about it. His lung capacity would be as big as his guts.
However, he would have to go out and give explanations to the patientâs family. If Ling ran did not pay attention to it and nodded, or if he was too comfortable and inflated from being patted, Lu Wenbin would be in deep trouble.
The patientâs family actually attached great importance to the Doctorâs promise. Usually, they would only tacitly agree that it was high or not low. Lu Wenbin really did not dare to randomly say a number.
âI think that what we did just now was quite smooth.âLu Wenbin tried to probe.
Ling ran nodded.
âOtherwise, I wouldnât give a specific judgment and just say that the result was excellent?â
Ling ran did not answer.
Lu Wenbinâs little heart trembled for a moment. He quickly used his big muscles to control his mouth and said, âYou promised the patient that he could recover to seventy percent, and there was a possibility that he could recover to eighty percent, but I still said that?â
âEighty percent is not a problem.âLing ran nodded and said, âThe extent of his recovery will depend on the results of his rehabilitation. We have to catch him in this aspect.â
âOh, okay, yes.âLu Wenbin was slightly surprised. âEighty percent is not a problem? Do you want to be more conservative?â
âEighty percent is a conservative estimate. But... rehabilitation is still the key. We must exercise early and exercise early.âLing ran emphasized again.
âI understand. Iâll personally supervise him and transfer him to my side.âLu Wenbin was referring to the patient as a bed doctor. Compared to Ma Yanlin or other resident doctors, Lu Wenbinâs seniority was gradually increasing. The number and quality of beds he managed had improved.
Ling ran agreed and left.
The live broadcast screen beside him was flooded with more than 100 views.
âAre you kidding me? Are you really going to guarantee the patient 80% ? What if he canât achieve it? Thatâs... thatâs too modest.â
â80% is just an imaginary number. Itâs not like he has a high score. The patient and his family members probably donât understand this.â
âAs long as itâs excellent, the patientâs family members wonât be able to say anything. In the end, itâs the people in the same industry who watch more of this. Ling ran is putting himself on fire by doing this.â
âPerhaps they think that itâs a piece of cake to make a homemade barbecue?â
When the comments reached their peak, they quickly fell.
There was no point in chatting idly. Most importantly, people did not like to compare their skills with Ling ranâs.
To doctors, this was not the ranking score when they played games, or the ranking score when they played important or unimportant examinations, or their clinical skills, especially their surgical skills, it was a ranking score for a surgeonâs career and life development.
As long as a surgeon had tried, learned, made progress, and worked hard at the operating table, he would not forget this feeling.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The time a doctor stood on the operating table was perhaps the time in his life when he had the strongest control. It was the time when he was most certain of the meaning and value of his life.
If the surgery went smoothly and the surgery continued to go smoothly, then the feeling of saving a life and curing a disease was no less than the feeling of saving the world.
If one was not a good doctor, one would become a good doctor. If it was changed to the language of Hollywood, it would probably be âBe a hero.â.
The comments of the live broadcast system came out in a few bleak words:
âIâve finished watching it. Iâm leaving.â
âIâve already read it.â
âBy the way, what exactly is the training camp that Yun Hua Hospital is running?â
Ren Qi raised his eyebrows when he saw the last part of the story. He wanted to chase after Lu Wenbin.
âOld Ren, Old Ren.âLu Wenbin tore the surgical gown with both of his hands and shook his head in satisfaction. He relaxed his ape-like arms unhurriedly, as if he was grabbing a fat old chicken, he hugged Ren Qiâs waist. âCome and have a chat with the patientâs family with me. I feel guilty when Iâm alone.â
âWhat are you feeling guilty about? The surgery was so successful?â
âSigh, you donât know. This pair of hands is too important to a painter.âLu Wenbin sighed heavily. He was about to tell the long-forgotten story that made people think deeply about it.
âI know. Letâs go quickly.âRen Qi broke free from the arm circle that had a circumference of 38 centimeters.
Lu Wenbin said unhappily, âWhat do you know?â
Ren Qi chuckled. âOne of the princesses I liked in the KTV years ago was a primary school student who drew pictures. That sad past... do you know why I didnât choose her after that?â
Lu Wenbinâs parietal cranium and forehead muscles jumped up. âWhy?â
âShe married a doctor and resigned.â
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