"tweezers."

"Cut."

"rinse."

Ling Ran's surgeries were always very stressful, and it could be said that he had to race against time.

This kind of surgery made everyone extremely nervous.

The operation was done in one session. Not only Lu Wenbin and others who participated in the operation breathed a sigh of relief, but the doctors watching also breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Dr. Zhou felt particularly relaxed and wiped his forehead, thinking: I will never see Ling Ran's surgery again, it will be more tiring than party day activities.

Thinking about it this way, he felt inexplicably at a loss.

The activity that I finally escaped did not make me feel more relaxed, so why bother?

It's completely putting the cart before the horse.

After leaving the operating room, Dr. Zhou stood in the corridor, wanting to talk to Ling Ran, but saw Ling Ran walking in the other direction as he left the door.

"Where is he going?" Dr. Zhou asked strangely.

"Do the Tang method." the nurse who came out later said.

Dr. Zhou was stunned. He knew that Ling Ran performed a lot of surgeries every day, but he didn't expect that after doing such an energy-consuming replantation of a severed finger, he would go to do a Tang surgery.

"So hard work." Dr. Zhou clicked his tongue twice and said, "No wonder I eat so much."

"Doctor Ling doesn't eat much." The nurse couldn't bear to hear this. She put her hands on her hips and said, "Do you know how hard Dr. Ling works?"

"I know, I know, didn't I just say that?" Dr. Zhou repeatedly begged for mercy.

The nurse said reluctantly: "What do you know?"

After thinking hard, Dr. Zhou said: "Hand surgery is the most tiring job among surgeons. Dr. Ling is willing to devote himself to this. It is indeed very hard and remarkable."

The nurse rolled her eyes and suddenly asked, "Have you seen Dr. Ling eating a lot? What did he eat?"

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operating room.

Ling Ran looked at the MRI as usual, then beckoned Ma Yanlin over and said, "If you were to perform the surgery, where would you start?"

Ma Yanlin immediately became excited: "Can I have an operation?"

"Let's talk and listen first." Ling Ran looked like a senior doctor.

In fact, the title of superior doctor is partly a title and partly a technical title.

A superior without technical skills is nothing more than a superior. It is difficult to express authority on the operating table.

Ling Ran, who has done hundreds of Tang sutures, is naturally an expert and authoritative in the Tang method, but his time is still short and his reputation is not obvious.

Ma Yanlin cheered up and looked at the MRI first.

There wasn't much information he could tell from the film, but with Ling Ran beside him, Ma Yanlin was much bolder. He decisively pointed at the thenar and said, "I will operate from here..."

This is a non-standard operation, which can be said to be quite bold.

Ling Ran listened noncommittally, with no intention of explaining. Although Ma Yanlin had only been working with him as an assistant for a short time, he had performed a lot of surgeries, almost 100 and almost 200.

This is the benefit of following a surgical fanatic. The experience of more than a hundred surgeries, in any hospital, is an opportunity that only a resident can have. As the saying goes, "Follow a thousand tunes and then the sound will come, watch a thousand swords and then recognize the weapon." Ma Yanlin has been there all the way

After doing it, I have my own understanding of Tang method.

At this time, he heard that surgery could be performed. Ma Yanlin was somewhat excited, so much so that he first thought of a non-standard position. This made him somewhat uneasy, but he persisted and then looked at Ling Ran anxiously.

"Okay, you come and do the surgery." Ling Ran changed his hand and gave up the position of the surgeon.

"Is it really up to me to do the surgery?" Ma Yanlin asked again uncertainly.

Ling Ran said "Yes" again.

Ma Yanlin laughed loudly, shut up quickly, picked up the pen, and drew lines on the patient's hand with a trembling voice.

He has experience in surgery, but such an advanced operation as the Tang method is too much to look forward to.

Ma Yanlin finished drawing the line and glanced at Ling Ran.

Ling Ran still had a serious expression on his face, making Ma Yanlin confused about his thoughts.

"Scalpel." Ma Yanlin gritted his teeth and asked the nurse for a scalpel.

A scalpel with the blade installed clicked into Ma Yanlin's hand.

He also used the bow-holding posture, aligned himself with the drawn line, and drew it with a little force.

Ling Ran remained silent. Ma Yanlin calmed down, gained some confidence, and slid gently layer by layer.

Skin, muscles, fat...

The organization is revealed layer by layer.

Ling Ran served as Ma Yanlin's assistant for ten minutes, exposing the required surgical field.

When Ma Yanlin gave up his position as the surgeon again, he was already so excited that his nose was sweating.

"Concentrate." Ling Ran only reminded him before starting to pull the tendons and suture them.

His skills in tango are already quite strong. It can be said that he has climbed to the top of the technology tree. If he wants to improve, he will need top-notch cases and a large amount of accumulation.

Coupled with the technology of replanting severed fingers, Ling Ran consciously began to provide surgical opportunities to his assistants.

The inheritance of surgeons is like this, from theory to practice, from shallow to deep, from assistant to chief surgeon. After the chief surgeon practices crazily and accumulates experience, he will try more complex surgeries, and after the completion of the technological tree climbing,

Give opportunities to young doctors.

However, what Ling Ran could do now was to perform incisions and sutures. It would take about 20 minutes for him to do these two steps himself, but if he had assistants do them, he would save a lot of time.

After a Tang surgery was completed, Ling Ran handed over the finishing touches to Ma Yanlin and went to another operating room.

Lu Wenbin was already waiting inside.

This is the rhythm they are familiar with, which is constant surgery, surgery, surgery...

In recent days, Ling Ran has done less surgeries. Not only he himself is not used to it, but Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin are also not used to it.

A few people didn't even talk to each other, and just went on doing the surgery desperately.

Both Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin got the opportunity to operate. Their understanding of the Tang method was improved, and they became more and more excited to perform the operation.

When it was time to get off work, the two of them were even a little reluctant to leave.

Ling Ran just looked at his watch and said, "I will go to work at 3 o'clock tomorrow morning."

The two quickly gave up their plans to continue the operation.

Ling Ran drove his little Jetta and wandered back to Xiagou Clinic.

It was getting late, but there were still six patients in the treatment room, four of whom were old patients who were about to finish hanging the hanging bottles, and the other two had suffered trauma and were being sutured by Dr. Miao with cosmetic needles.

Juanzi sat on the pony next to her, delivering the materials with one 50-pound arm, and called Ling Ran: "Xiao Ran, someone is looking for you."

"Don't you know him?" Ling Ran asked while washing his hands.
Chapter completed!