In the Operating Area, a pot of money plant was cleaned thoroughly with alcohol-based hand sanitizer. It was hung on the wall, and it showcased its fresh, beautiful plastic leaves. It looked even purer than an actual money plant.
A few nurses from the Department of Surgery whispered as they walked back and forth. Their expressions were anxious and solemn as if there was an impending battle.
To the nurses in Yun Hua Hospital, such public surgeries were just like a practical exam. Even though they would not get commended for scoring good grades, they would definitely get scolded so badly by the head nurse that white hair started growing on their heads if they screwed things up.
In the bathroom not far away, the sound of flowing water became softer and softer before coming to a stop. The young nurses slowed down. They might have either done this intentionally or unintentionally. They lingered in the room and glanced at the door every now and then.
*Creak*
A pair of long arms opened the door. Next, a long pair of legs stepped out.
Everyone held their breaths as they gazed at Ling Ran. Their beauty standards were rising exponentially, they had more faith in humanity, and they loved life more than ever.
âIs the patient here yet?â Ling Ran opened a bottle of water and gulped it down.
âHeâs wheeled into Operating Theater 1 already. Doctor Su is keeping a watch on him.â An elderly nurse from the Department of Surgery gazed hungrily at Ling Ran, who had just finished showering. She gulped without realizing and said, âDoctor Ling, donât drink too much water. What if you pee your pants during the surgery?â
âIt wonât take that long,â Ling Ran answered in a steady voice.
The young nurses gave the middle-aged nurse a vicious look, and this made the other party shiver.
âIsnât she too old for such thick makeup?â
âSheâs an old b*tch. An old pug, maybe.â
âWhy would Doctor Ling pee his pants? He doesnât even need to go to the toilet!â
Ling Ran did not stay for long in the waiting room. He straightened up his clothes and headed to the hand-washing room. He washed his hands as he asked Zuo Cidian, who had walked toward him obediently, âHowâs the patientâs mood?â
As it was a public surgery, Ling Ran had read various reports and other information related to the patient beforehand. Hence, Zuo Cidian did not need to explain anything.
Compared with these hard facts, the patientâs emotional state was something to be concerned about.
Zuo Cidian chuckled when he heard Ling Ranâs question. âThe patientâs mood is pretty stable. Itâs just that his family members made a request. Itâs a relatively strange request, but I think that we can take it into considerationâ¦â
âWhat request?â Ling Ran had always been concerned about his patientsâ requests.
Actually, most doctors who were used to doing major surgeries had a similar habit. It could be said to be a realization as well. This was because major surgeries were risky, and the probability for the surgery to be completed smoothly was low. There were plenty of times where a perfect ending was not possible. Hence, due to the circumstances, it was a humane thing to do to fulfill the patientâs request so that the ending was not too bad.
A more typical example would be gastrectomy. Total gastrectomy was getting rarer and rarer nowadays, and it was not because subtotal gastrectomy brought about a better result with less residual cancer cells. It was because the patientsâ quality of life after total gastrectomy would be horrible. Hence, many of the times, patients and their doctors were more willing to go for subtotal gastrectomy.
However, total gastrectomy was commonly seen in hospitals in areas where medical care was not advanced.
Zuo Cidian washed his hands carefully and said, âAs you already know, the patient is only forty-two this year, and heâs still a middle-aged man. So, his liver probably got into this state because of how much alcohol he drank. The patientâs family member, his wife, wants a chunk of the patientâs liver. She said that she wants to soak that chunk of liver in a bottle of spirit and put it on display at home so that the patient could be reminded every day of the dangers of drinking.â
âShe wants to bring the removed chunk home?â Ling Ran processed the information.
Zuo Cidian nodded. âThat was what she meant.â
âDoes the hospital policy allow it?â
Zuo Cidian said, âThis kind of thing is relatively rare in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery. At most, patients would just take a few of their liver stones home. Patients in the General Surgery Department donât usually make this kind of request either⦠Nowadays, the Gynaecology Department allows the patientâs family members to bring the placenta home. So, theoretically, it wouldnât be against the hospitalâs policies for the patientâs family member to bring a chunk of liver home.â
âWhat does the patient think?â Ling Ran asked.
Zuo Cidian hesitated for a moment and said, âI have not asked the patient yet.â
âIf the patient is conscious and congruent, we will do as the patient wishes. Go ahead and ask him about it now.â Ling Ran had a clear train of thought.
Zuo Cidian understood what Ling Ran meant, and he immediately added, âIâll type out an informed consent form for this. Iâll then let the patient and his family member sign it. After we obtain consent from both of them, weâll soak the liver chunk in an organ-preservation solution after itâs removed during the surgery.â
Ling Ran nodded a little.
Zuo Cidian was done washing his hands. He wiped his hands dry with a towel and entered an operating theater.
After a while, Ling Ran entered the operating theater with his hands up. He heard the patient muttering with a myriad of emotions in his voice. âWhatâs wrong with drinking? Why would you soak my liver in spirit? Do you think that drinking is the only thing that destroyed my liver? Has she forgotten about how I accompany her to the karaoke in the middle of the night all the time? Has she forgotten about how I broke the law and drove her home even though I was dead drunk? Does she really think that I single-handedly destroyed my kidney?â
Ling Ran looked at Zuo Cidian with a baffled expression.
âCadres who drink on the job all the time are really something. Not even anesthetics work on him.â Zuo Cidian clicked his tongue and gestured at the patient with his mouth. âTry something else.â
Beside him, Su Jiafu was a little flustered as he looked for other anesthetics to administer.
Different people reacted differently to anesthetics. It was very common for females to be more resistant to anesthetics. The patient on the operating table was not just resistant to anesthetics. Even though he was no longer congruent, his consciousness did not fade away.
Even though he might get knocked out with some additional drugs, the anesthetist could not just randomly administer some other anesthetic. And this was when the inadequacies of Su Jiafu the young resident doctor from the Department of Anesthesiology showed.
He had rarely encountered this kind of situation.
Unfortunately, this was a public surgery. He could not just administer some random anesthetic, as it would reflect badly on him if the patientâs vitals were to go haywire.
Su Jiafu was considered mentally strong, as he did not make a call and ask for help immediately.
Ling Ran did not know much about anesthesiology, and he did not urge Su Jiafu to hurry up. He merely looked around at the medical staff members who looked slightly anxious and said, âLetâs play a song.â
Ling Ran encountered anxious medical staff members all the time. He would not usually console them directly, as the medical staff members would just become even more anxious.
Hence, he would usually play a song when the staff members in the operating theater were anxious. This could be easily done in the operating theater.
Wang Jia the young nurse immediately walked over to the wall and pressed a few buttons. Soon, a Cantonese song rang out of the speakers.
âWhen life turns upside down, I go into a higher realm⦠I swing my fist in style, all the charm in the world belongs to me⦠Just get as drunk as you want, as life is best when youâre drunkâ¦â
Zuo Cidian immediately recognized the song from his era. âDrunken master?â
âIt fits the context, doesnât it?â Wang Jia was very pleased with herself.
Zuo Cidian saw that the patient on the operating table had started to sway along to the music. He shrugged. âAs long as youâre happy.â
âYou mean, as long as Doctor Lingâs happy. This songâs rhythm is pretty good, isnât it?â Wang Jia looked at Ling Ran.
Ling Ran said nonchalantly, âWhatever goes. Doctor Su?â
âNo problem. Iâll settle this immediately.â Su Jiafu took a deep breath. âThe public surgery wonât be delayed.â
That was when the patient on the operating table started to mutter again, âI never delayed anything. I go to work on time and get off work on time. Itâs just that I drink one catty of beer in the afternoon, but I always gargle before I go home. I even do the dishesâ¦â
Su Jiafuâs expression hardened, and he pumped a vial of anesthetics into the patientâs veins. âThis is your last time ever getting high. Youâll have to stop drinking alcohol after thisâ¦â
The patientâs breaths finally became even.
Ling Ran had already put on a pair of scrubs and a pair of gloves. He nodded. âYou guys can activate the cameras now. Weâre getting started.â
âThe surgery was planned to be under four hours.â Zuo Cidian stood beside him and whispered, âIf four hours arenât enough, Iâll get someone to make arrangements for more time.â
Ling Ran had already practiced on a Virtual Human just now, and he shook his head with assurance. âOne and a half hours would be enough.â
After performing combined liver and pancreatic radical surgery, Ling Ranâs concept of time when it came to hepatectomy changed again.
Zuo Cidian could not help but snicker. âOne and a half hours would be just right. If you do it too quickly, the audience might not be able to understand whatâs going on.â