"This is the only way." Ling Ran hooked two more needles and sewed the patient's fingers.

The fingers after suturing were very swollen, like sea cucumbers that were not completely soaked, and the results or effects were not seen for the time being.

Lu Wenbin took a breath with 5500 lung capacity and vomited it out for a long time: "It's all done so fine, you are not 'can't have to do it."

Ren Qi looked at the screen and saw rows of comments coming out:

"What I said is that this surgery can only be described as excessive."

"If this is a benchmark, don't do it if you replant the domestic broken fingers. No, don't do it even if you are abroad."

"It can be seen from this sentence that not every word of Dr. Xiao Lu flatters."

Ren Qi smiled inexplicably.

Ling Ran gave the nurse a few instructions, took two steps back, and began to take off his gloves and surgical gowns, saying, "If you have more preparation today, you should try to do a comprehensive analysis and design of the blood vessel network. You can't suture the blood vessel as you see, but you should do some improvements based on the blood flow power as if you are designing traffic."

Lu Wenbin's face was dull: "What you said, why do I feel like I'm listening to a book of heaven?"

"oh?"

"Vascular vessels are not like highways and railways. You can drive roads and bridges when you encounter mountains and rivers. There will always be blood vessels that cannot be used and cannot be conducted. What should I do?"

"The blood vessels that are damaged too severely should be visible before the operation. If the damage is not noticed, it can be solved by vascular transplantation like before." Ling Ran paused for a few seconds and said: "This can only be used for professionals. Just like the Achilles tendon repair surgery we have done, putting hand function first."

"That's true..." Lu Wenbin said and stopped again. After all, he had been a doctor who had a hundred cases of broken finger replantation. At this time, he couldn't help but say: "There are nerves and tendons, and there are too many parts involved."

"It's indeed a big problem." Ling Ran admitted: "The flexibility of hands and feet is much higher and the precision is also high. It is difficult to completely repair it in the Achilles tendon."

Otherwise, Zhu Tongyi is an academician, although the clinical plan designed by others also has various unrealistic parts, it is quite executable, especially the direction issue, and there are basically no major deviations. This is why there will be subsequent step-by-step practice, improvement and supplementation.

"You can think about it if you have time." Ling Ran had this idea and said it casually.

Lu Wenbin was stunned, but immediately became concerned.

Clinicians also need to be trapped in papers and scientific research. The topics proposed by leaders are obviously more likely to be approved than those who think about it themselves.

"After you finish it, please inform your family." Ling Ran retreated to the non-operative area and was about to go out to wash his hands and have another surgery.

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

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

Lu Wenbin hesitated immediately. This was the operation performed by the boss, and it meant that I was asking for comment?

If it were just a slap in the horse, Lu Wenbin would definitely brag about it. The greater the courage, the greater the lung capacity.

However, this is something that needs to be explained to the patient's family. If Ling Ran doesn't pay attention to it, or is photographed too comfortable and swelling, Lu Wenbin will sit on wax.

The patient's family actually attaches great importance to the doctor's promises. Usually, they are only high and not low by default. Lu Wenbin really dares not say a random number.

"I think we did it smoothly just now." Lu Wenbin tried.

Ling Ran nodded.

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

Ling Ran did not answer.

Lu Wenbin's little heart trembled, and he quickly controlled his mouth with his big muscles, saying, "You promised the patient that he could recover to 70% or 80% or 80% or so. I'll say that?"

"There is no problem at all." Ling Ran nodded and said, "The level of recovery will depend on the result of rehabilitation, and we must arrest this aspect."

"Oh, okay, yes." Lu Wenbin was slightly surprised: "Is it 80% OK? Should I be more conservative?"

"Eighty percent of it is a conservative estimate. However... rehabilitation is still the key, and early exercise is necessary." Ling Ran emphasized again.

"I understand. I personally supervise him and place him on my side." Lu Wenbin said that he was a bed doctor for the patient. Compared with Ma Yanlin or other resident doctors, Lu Wenbin's qualifications have become deeper, and the quantity and quality of the beds have been improved.

Ling Ran agreed and then left.

The live broadcast screen next to it, with more than 100 comments with views, is already full of the screen.

"Just kidding, I really guarantee the patient 80% of it? What should I do if I can't achieve it? Too... I'm not humble."

"The eight costs are just imaginary numbers, not the score, so the patients and their families probably don't understand this."

"As long as it is excellent, the patient's family can't say anything. This has been restored to a certain percentage of the percentage. In the end, it was more common among colleagues. Ling Ran was like this, but he put himself on the fire and roasted him."

"Maybe they just think it's a piece of cake, homemade barbecue?"

The comments reached their peak and fell quickly.

It’s boring to chat. The most important thing is that everyone doesn’t like to compare themselves with Ling Ran’s skills.

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

As long as surgeons who have tried, learned, made progress, and worked hard at the operating table, they will not forget this feeling.

The time when standing on the operating table is perhaps the time when a doctor has the strongest control in his life, the time when they most affirm their meaning and value in their life.

If the operation goes smoothly 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 minister, you are a good doctor. If you change to Hollywood scene language, it is probably "be a hero."

Comments from the live broadcast system, and they can make Xiao Suo's language in groups of three or three:

"I finished reading it, I backed up."

"I have read it."

"By the way, what is the training camp that Yun Doctor is doing?"

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

"Old Ren and Old Ren." Lu Wenbin tore his surgical gown with both hands, shook his head so cool. His calm arms were relaxed, as if he was catching a fat chicken, hugging Ren Qi's waist: "I'll talk to the patient's family with me, I'm so guilty."

"Why are you guilty? The surgery is so successful?"

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

"I understand, let's go quickly." Ren Qi broke free from the arm circle with his arm around 38.

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

Ren Qi smiled: "The princess I liked to order on KTV was painted since elementary school. That sad past... Do you know why I didn't order her later?"

Lu Wenbin's cranial apex and frontal muscles all jumped up: "Why?"
Chapter completed!