Chapter 882： continue doing

"Bazhai Township, at least, has sufficient blood supply." Song Shang looked at Ling Ran's movements and said nothing.

He was a little worried that Ling Ran was too impatient and broke it.

Of course, worry is just such a worry, he would not dare to say what he said.

Song Shang was afraid of Ling Ran's dissatisfaction, and then he added a sentence that didn't matter: "Fortunately, Dr. Ling is also there, otherwise, this place in Bazhai Township, I don't know where to invite people."

"Director Song, here in Bazhai Township, but many of the hospitals are here. Your word is out, we don't recognize it." Zuo Cidian stood by the side and reminded him?

Song Shang chuckled and laughed out: "It's okay, I just said it, are you not convinced to argue?"

Zuo Cidian also smiled and didn't say more. Today, the doctors concentrated in Bazhai Township are basically doctors in Changxi Province. In Changxi Province, hepatectomy alone is a bit too proud, but this is what happened.

Needless to say, whether the technology is good or not, depending on the number of flying knives made each week and every month, everyone has a good idea.

Moreover, as a surgeon, one day there is a need to save the field. Especially the ordinary doctor, when the patient is bleeding more than he can't figure out, he should begged when he should begged, and no one can offend the skilled doctor.

Ling Ran touched the patient's liver wounds, and her fingers slowly slipped.

"Suction is quick, pay attention to rehydration." Ling Ran's voice was cold, and the command was unusually clear.

The assistants and anesthesiologists near the operating table did not dare to hesitate and quickly executed the order.

For a while, Zuo Cidian was sighing with emotion, this kind of momentum, ordinary doctors can not stand up.

"Exposed." The young doctor still standing in the main knife position shouted with a cheer.

Because of blood loss, the patient's abdominal cavity was full, and the effect of aspiration was not only unsatisfactory, not even the liver surface was exposed.

At this point, part of the liver was exposed. The only variable was Ling Ran's arm in the patient's abdominal cavity.

"Stop bleeding with bare hands," Song Shang muttered to himself.

Zuo Cidian smiled, like a courier looking at his own Dongfeng missile, repeating proudly: "Stop bleeding with bare hands."

"Dr. Ling's name is well-deserved." Song Shang breathed a sigh of relief, with a sincere smile on his face: "That's all right, I know that with Dr. Ling's shot, the patient's life is saved."

"It's still early." Ling Ran's voice was full of magnetism, but it scared Song Shang.

"Also ... early? Dr. Ling, is there still danger here?" Song Shang's heart raised again, and the young doctors under him were even more stunned.

"It's not clear at this time, but judging by the speed of blood loss, there may be blood vessels broken." Ling Ran replied, and then used his left hand to draw a right to the patient's abdomen, right The young doctor said, "From here, cut again."

"It's so big?" The young doctor was startled. He has also had surgery for several years, but has not seen such a large blade.

Of course, he had undergone so much surgery for the first time.

Ling Ran's deep "En" sounded without explanation.

Song Shang stared at his disciples fiercely, angrily: "Dr. Ling lets you cut, you cut, what do you want? If the patient dies, the incision is easy to sew, and you need to consider healing if you survive."

"Yes." When the young doctor actually asked it, he already knew it was wrong, and he was scolded for nothing.

He didn't dare to say any more. He reached for a scalpel, followed the position where Ling Ran's fingers slid, and cut a long strip to the right.

In this way, the patient's abdominal cavity is completely open.

Song Shang came to the spirit, and said twice, "This is more refreshing than the autopsy."

"Are you feeling refreshed in the dissection room?" Zuo Cidian smiled wrinkly.

"Cool at least," Song Shang laughed.

Ling Ran stretched her neck and looked at the patient's abdominal cavity, but she said, "The dissection room is really cool."

"Yeah. The meat in the autopsy room is thicker," Song Shang recalled with a sense of sorrow.

Zuo Cidian looked at Song Shang's belly in disgust, and sighed, "You went to college in the 1990s. At that time, you were so short of meat?"

"I don't know if other people are short. I'm short of meat and money. It's okay in the dissection room. The free air conditioner is blowing and the meat clips are eating ..." Song Shang was filled with emotion.

"Okay, the bleeding has basically stopped here." Ling Ran said, by the way, throwing a piece of blood-soaked gauze into a basin, and then quickly separated the liver ligament, and said to the young doctor in front: "Receive Come down, we hold the liver up. Have you done it? "

"No ... never." The young doctor standing across the mouth swallowed.

"Wait for me to teach you ... um, put your hands first." Ling Ran's liver resection just arrived at the perfect level, and he got the full series of perfect levels exposed. At this time, he was in a good mood and in a good state. In a few minutes, it was given to the church.

However, technology can teach and courage is impossible.

Yunhua Sixth Hospital is not a great hospital. Don't look at it for hepatobiliary surgery, but the most done is bile. There are not many opportunities to touch the liver on weekdays.

Now let him lift up his liver and say that it is false not to be afraid.

The young doctor, Wanuo Nuo, swallowed saliva, and then looked at the large glass jar next to the blood, whispering: "We haven't touched it below."

"It is impossible for so much blood to come out of the wound." Ling Ran said with absolute certainty.

Compared to before, how accurate his judgment is now, his tone is more standard.

"Listen to the doctor's command." Song Shang actually had some doubts. As his men said, he hasn't touched the lower part, and instead of suspecting that the lower part is bleeding, check the upper part again.

However, Ling Ran said so, and Song Shang could only leave it alone.

Not as good as people, obedient.

"Lift it up." Ling Ran ordered decisively, and did not play with a set of psychological counseling. In other words, leaving this little doctor at the scene and giving him the opportunity to remedy is the best psychological counseling that Ling Ran can make.

"Yes." The opposite doctor gritted his teeth and gently lifted Ling Ran's treated liver slightly.

puff.

A stream of blood flowed down the edge of the liver.

The young doctor was startled, but it took more than a decade to learn what he had learned, and he played at an extra level, and fell down without shaking his liver.

"Continue to stabilize." Ling Ran gently stretched out a hand, and then slowly extended in from below.

One minute later ~ www.novelhall.com ~ the remaining blood in the abdominal cavity was sucked away, and the large jar containing the blood was settled down.

"Great."

"It turned out to be the back."

"Dr. Ling is so handsome."

"Finally stopped."

The tension in the operating room was suddenly relaxed.

Ling Ran dealt with the end of the hand, but instead of continuing, he said to the young doctor on the opposite side, "You continue to do it."

"Ah?" The young doctor was surprised, he was ready, and he would be scolded with ease at the easy part of the operation.

"You continue to do it." Ling Ran repeated, and she stood in the position of helping, and started to work as an assistant.

The originally nervous young doctor froze, and suddenly there was a mist in front of him, and he immediately lowered his head and restarted the operation.