Chapter 118： Can't be problematic

"Wipe my sweat." After sewing a few tendons, looking at the nerves, Ling Ran also faintly sweated.

The nurse Wang Jia immediately stomped and cleaned him with gauze.

Just ten minutes ago, Ling Ran's movements were not great, but the amount of activity was not small. If it was said by martial arts, there were countless small muscles working out.

Especially Ling Ran's stitched position is not as tired as squatting, but the nature is similar.

He wore micro-glasses, and the movements were slightly larger, and the suture area was about to fly out of the field of vision. The movements at the desk were almost unchanged. In addition, the brain was extremely excited, the nerves were active, and the sweat was extremely fast.

Of course, the most important thing is that Ling Ran does not like sweat.

Ling Ran likes sweating under heavy exercise. At that time, she was sweating all over. Her sweat was balanced on her forehead, cheeks, and even her nose. It was anxious not to sweat.

But surgery is different.

Nowadays, operating rooms are thermostatic, and sweating is rare. The most common is that fine sweat appears in places that are prone to sweating.

The most annoying thing about Ling Ran is that the upper half of the face is sweating. Not only is he uncomfortable, but the micro-glasses also feel unbearable.

Of course, other little doctors, of course, can't be so wayward. Doctors who haven't become the main surgeon are probably not sweated by the nurse's sister. After sweating, just drop it aside. When you meet Miss Nurse, feel good and wipe it for you. That ’s a blessing. I want to be grateful.

However, people are different.

Ling Ran didn't need to think too much about interpersonal relationships from childhood to age.

If he needs to wipe his sweat, he will say it, and Miss Nurse will help him wipe his sweat.

As a result, his operation may be smoother and better, and the nurse and sister will also feel better and do things more smoothly ...

"Today's state is not very good." Ling Ran suddenly said, pulling the emotionally turbulent little iron back to reality instantly.

"What's wrong?" Lu Wenbin yawned, pulling his hook.

Ling Ran was also infected by him, and yawned lightly.

Both Wang Jia and the nurses in the audience were in front of each other and looked at each other in excitement. Dr. Ling's cute scene was rare, but unfortunately he couldn't take the scene just now and couldn't go to the nurse station to show off.

Xiaotie looked nervously at Ling Ran.

Lying on the operating table was Mr. Pan's brother-in-law. He personally named the brother-in-law who was responsible for the arrangement of Xiaotie.

Xiaotie suddenly regretted it and did not go to Director Huo in advance. If it was requested by Director Huo, how could Ling Ran arrange the operation of Zheng Qi behind the other three.

Even as fast as he did before, he should be exhausted now. Where would a normal person do 10 operations a day, it would be almost dead.

No, you can't make 10 of them.

The correct approach should be Ling Ran to take a good rest, wait for Zheng Qi to prepare before surgery, and then start surgery.

Xiao Tie was full of regrets at this time, anxious to fill two bottles of Red Bull to Ling Ran.

"Expand it." Ling Ran ordered a voice.

Xiaotie converged and stretched his head to look.

Hookman Lu Wenbin pulled the hook.

Ling Ran frowned: "Suction, can't see clearly."

Suction Xia Lu Wenbin immediately sweeping suction.

Ling Ran continued to frown: "Press the gauze a bit, is there any bleeding point?"

Speaking, I saw Ling Ran getting started, stunned the inner part, looked at the amount of bleeding, and said, "Small blood vessels are broken, apply even force ... Electron ...

"Yes," Lu Wenbin replied obediently.

Xiao Tie couldn't scream in his heart, he was too familiar with the process.

The doctor is scolding, what does it mean?

Explain that the operation is not smooth.

Surgery is like driving a car. If the operation is smooth, it will be like driving flat and smooth. The driver will hum or not when he is not good. How can he be scolded?

If the operation is not successful, it ’s like driving in a traffic jam. You can endure the traffic jam for ten minutes. The traffic jam is still tolerated for half an hour. The traffic jam ca n’t be moved. It ’s difficult to move in two steps. What kind of mood? The main knife is what the mood is.

Compared with anger, the bed anger of the doctor in front of the operating table is really terrible.

Looking at Ling Ran's condition, Xiaotie felt that he was about to release a storm.

He looked with pity on Lu Wenbin, who was pretending to be calm.

In the operating room, the first assistant or the second assistant is the assistant of the surgeon when the operation is successful, and when the operation is not successful, it is the punch of the surgeon.

Compared to being an assistant, the role of a punching bag is also extremely important.

It is like a pressure relief valve for anger drivers and is an important part of maintaining operating room safety.

Xiaotie only hoped that Lu Wenbin could do his job as a punching bag.

The patient on the operating table has already achieved an anastomosis.

Although small iron is the main treatment of hand surgery, the nerve anastomosis is mainly to make the large nerve, and the prognosis is not very good. With the small ulnar nerve in his hand, he was even less confident.

"It's a bit boring." Ling Ran threw the needle holder out and said, "Change the thread to a smaller size."

Wang Jia immediately said: "Okay."

"Continue pumping," Ling Ran said.

"Yes." Lu Wenbin was so clever that he almost cut a Qi bangs.

"Stop." Ling Ran took a deep breath and said, "Will it be a problem with the trotters during lunch?"

Very well-behaved, Lu Wenbin with two soft ears suddenly stood upright: "There can be no problem with the trotters!"

Lu Wenbin's voice was so loud and powerful that he echoed in the operating room.

Ling Ran groaned and looked at Lu Wenbin.

Lu Wenbin had some habitual legs that were soft and suddenly stood up straight. His eyes were sacred: "I picked the pig trotters at 2 am in the morning at Donghu Market. The boss is old and we have 30 acquaintances at a time. I have checked them one by one, as long as the forefoot is absolutely fresh. I also check it again and again when I cook it. The old soup is usually stored in the refrigerator. In the longest case, I will cook it for three days. Once, even if I was sleepy and tired again, I would clean the contents inside ... "

"That ..." Xiao Tie looked at Lu Wenbin's flushed face, really afraid of his irrational behavior, and busyly said: "Don't worry, don't worry, let's chat and chat, it's good to relax the chat ... "

Lu Wenbin exclaimed coarsely.

Ling Ran said with a stunned voice: "I was going to say, I do n’t eat too much pig trotters at noon, will I have a little hypoglycemia ..."

Lu Wenbin took a moment's breath, and his coarse air became thinner instantly. His erected ears were softened, and he whispered, "I did not expect Director Huo to entertain the guests with pig's trotters, and he was excited and gave him two more."

"Give me some glucose." Ling Ran asked the nurse to take off the mask, plugged a straw, and continued the operation while sucking glucose.

When the spirit is concentrated again, Ling Ran's movements are more stable and rapid.

Dr. Tiebei regained his spirits and looked closely, but it was a vertigo.

Nerve membrane anastomosis is originally aimed at extremely small beam membranes. Looking under a microscope, I still don't feel that it is basically impossible to distinguish them with the naked eye.

However, Xiao Tie has also been attending for almost 10 years in hand surgery. Just by looking at Ling Ran's posture, he knows that he is really skilled.

The young doctor, the nerve fascia is sewn so well ~ www.novelhall.com ~ What does it mean?

Doctor Tiebei dare not think about it.

He looked at Ling Ran's operation slightly at this time, and then re-thought Ling Ran's tendon suture, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt the flavor, the more he felt the more terrible.

Xiaotie couldn't help but think deeper. Is it really because of the brother-in-law's reason? Did Ling Ran Suture the Tendon?

Of course, Director Pan must have pulled his face down because of his brother-in-law, but he can definitely find other doctors in the surgery department.

Yunhua Hand Surgery is known as the elite. Naturally, there are natural masters. Although there is no more tang suture, but the intern tang method and the chief physician's Kessler method, or a deputy director's Shuangjin suture method, which one should be selected?

No more, Director Pan knows so many tang masters, can't he please someone to come over to fly a knife?

It was from the capital city that Tong Xuehai was invited to give money in the name of my brother-in-law. After seven or eight hours, I could always see someone.

unless……

Xiaotie looked at Ling Ran's operation, but he couldn't figure it out.

Tong Xuehai is a person in the textbook. Even if he is older, the students he brought out are enough to be Ling Ran's ancestors.

Xiao Tie thought wildly that the anastomosis was over, and when Ling Ran was about to leave, he broke free.

He patted his cheek vigorously and shouted, "Dr. Ling, could you please sew it up, our relatives are in business and go out and have better hands ..."

"Okay." Ling Ran didn't care too much. He asked for a needle holder, and didn't cooperate with Lu Wenbin. He flew by himself.

I was used to suturing under the microscope, and it was quite easy to sew the skin again. Ling Ran suddenly felt as if I had found the happiness in the debridement room that day, and naturally asked: "Would you like a big scar or a small scar? "

"what?"