Chapter 806： Line drawing

In Ling Ran's accepted code of social behavior, benefits are rewarded.

Because of Zhang Anmin's promotion, Ling Ran got an intermediate treasure chest. Therefore, Ling Ran gave Zhang Anmin a gentle smile and nodded, and said, "I'll open the belly for you in a moment."

Compared to closing the abdomen, the treatment of open abdomen is more powerful.

This is like picking a pound of meat, picking at the morning market and picking at the night market are not a concept.

Zhang Anmin followed Ling Ran to perform the operation, and rarely when it was the morning market turn, he was excited for a while.

Entering the operating room, Zhang Anmin was still in a state of excitement, and he hesitated until he held the pen.

"Which technique do we use?" Zhang Anmin looked at Ling Ran. Among the various surgical techniques, choledochojejunostomy belongs to his brother. It was only proposed by Ried in the 1990s. However, due to the inherent shortcomings, and Congenital needs have led to the rapid development of this type of surgery. Up to now, there are more than five main surgical methods, and there are countless variations.

As a professional doctor in hepatobiliary surgery, Zhang Anmin has also studied several common bile duct and duodenal anastomosis techniques. However, considering his learning history, Zhang Anmin is more worried about Ling Ran's insufficient arsenal.

After all, Ling Ran followed his cholecystectomy study. The bile-intestinal anastomosis is still more complicated. Even if Ling Ran is a genius, he may have learned something while flying a knife, but it is not possible to use five methods. Learned all.

It is easy to open the abdomen, and it is also easy to draw lines, but if the position of the line out does not conform to the habits of the surgeon, or even an operation that the surgeon is not familiar with, what should I do?

If you have no time to cut your belly, you will not be able to take care of yourself.

Zhang Anmin carefully looked at Ling Ran.

Ling Ran looked at Zhang Anmin strangely: "The choice of an open belly is for you, you have to make a judgment."

Zhang Anmin was inexplicably flustered. The so-called companion is like a companion tiger, which is what he said.

Zhang Anmin looked up and looked around.

The little nurse Wang Jia held a No. 7 scalpel in her hand. The knife was sharp and sharp, and she still maintained a girl-like enthusiasm and unreasonable.

Itinerant nurse is a cattle nurse. She has a tank body with a strong woman in her forties. Her rough hands can easily crush the plaster and bend the steel plates. The cheating in the circle of friends always attracts a lot of screams and dares to expose the truth. Yes, they were crushed.

The anesthesiologist is still Su Jiafu, sitting on the round stool with eyes blinded, like a high-scoring, low-energy, high-quality and excellent, good kid who can be deceived, but Zhang Anmin knows that he looks like a dog licking, generally No hallucinogens can be simulated.

"I ... shall I be open?" Zhang Anmin struggled softly, afraid of death.

Ling Ran said indifferently: "You do it with a technique you are familiar with."

He has mastered the perfect grade of common bile duct and duodenal anastomosis. No matter which technique Zhang Anmin chooses, Ling Ran can do it and give Zhang Anmin guidance.

From Ling Ran's point of view, since it is guidance, naturally it is necessary to choose a technique that Zhang Anmin is familiar with in order to better improve and hone Zhang Anmin's skills.

However, how can Zhang Anmin guess Ling Ran's mind?

He looked at Ling Ran with hazy eyes, hoping to get some instructions again.

not at all.

Zhang Anmin couldn't help but feel a bit of despair. The operating room has always been a large-scale loading scene of the surgeon's doctor. But if the assistants don't cooperate well, causing the surgeon's installation to be unsuccessful, what kind of experience will it be?

That's Zhang Anmin's experience in hepatobiliary surgery.

Zhang Anmin was silent for a long time, and finally trembled and said, "So, use Roux-en-Y anastomosis?"

This is the most common operation in bile-enteric anastomosis, and it is the basic operation of many variants. It has few pretend effects, but it is the safest operation.

But in simple terms, Roux-en-Y anastomosis is definitely not as simple as bile duct-duodenal side-to-side anastomosis.

Zhang Anmin didn't know what to choose. Instinctively, the simplest choice might not be in line with Dr. Ling's temperament.

Ling Ran nodded unavoidably.

Zhang Anmin could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly drew a line on the patient's belly. Because of the excitement, the line was slightly curved.

"I'll draw another one." Zhang Anmin didn't dare to change it when he cut it. The lines weren't straight. When he cut it, how could a senior doctor agree?

Zhang Anmin rubbed it casually with alcohol twice, then held the black pen and drew it gently.

The patient's belly was slightly fat. By the end of the painting, Zhang Anmin's hand was slippery and crooked again.

"I ... redraw one?" Zhang Anmin carefully looked at Ling Ran.

Ling Ran nodded kindly and said, "Changing a color pen."

Zhang Anmin said with an "en" and reached for his pen again.

He seriously drew a white line ... at the end ...

crooked!

"Another color?" Zhang Anmin was already guilty and shook his hands.

Nurse Niu was a little too lazy to get a pen and said, "Many patients have incisions that are not straight. It doesn't matter. By the time they are bandaged, who can tell."

Zhang Anmin took a small look at Ling Ran and quickly said, "Trouble ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I'll draw another one."

Wang Jia also said, "Dr. Ling should prefer straight lines."

Ling Ran nodded naturally.

Nurse Niu sighed and said, "Wait, I'll look for some more colors."

Zhang Anmin took a deep breath, luck in his chest, and continued his strength silently.

"Crooked."

"Come on again."

"Sorry ..."

Soon, the belly of the patient lying on the bed was drawn with a twist composed of various curves.

"Let's wipe it." From the guilty conscience to the habit, Zhang Anmin slowly began to care.

Ling Ran raised his hand without urging. After all, the twisted lines were uncomfortable looking at him by himself, and by comparison, it was nothing.

"I'll draw it again." Zhang Anmin said, and took back the black pen, seriously drawing a line.

A straight line.

Zhang Anmin froze for a moment, and then asked with self-doubt: "Are you ready to paint?"

"It should be done." Nurse Niu yawned and gave Zhang Anmin an undisguised look.

At the same time, in front of Ling Ran, the prompt for task completion was jumped out:

Mission accomplished: Train newcomers.

Mission Objective: Improve the skill level of a doctor.

Quest reward: Intermediate treasure chest.

After thinking for three seconds, Ling Ran asked: "System, what is the upgraded skill level? Is Zhang Anmin drawing a line?

"Yes." The system answered with certainty.

Ling Ran took a deep look at Zhang Anmin. The doctor who contributed two treasure chests in one day was also very powerful.

Zhang Anmin was guilty again when Ling Ran looked at it, and whispered, "Is this OK?"

"Yes, you can do it." Ling Ran said, looking at the two middle-level treasure chests in the interface, and decided to wait one more time, maybe he could wait for another treasure chest.