Chapter 965： Shot

Director Kang was thinking in a mysterious way, looking at the patient's chest, but he was out of focus.

He didn't expect that Ling Ran could really do it. He didn't even need to get started, so he determined the location of the blood loss point.

With this ability, isn't it bleeding where it can be stopped?

Director Kang thought so, and he couldn't help laughing, wasn't Ling Ling like that now?

That is, his heart surgery was too late to ask Ling Ran. Other departments had asked Ling Ran for help more than once or twice. Hepatic and gallbladder surgery that needed hemostasis ... was swallowed directly by the emergency department ...

Director Kang's eyelids jumped two more times, and the lessons of hepatobiliary surgery were so **** that the directors of these small departments remembered it once and it took three hours to soften.

"The wound is sutured." He Liang completed the suture of the heart trauma seen only in time.

He doesn't care if there is a wound on the long axis end or even the back. If it is too difficult, he will not be able to sew well and will not sew.

Director Kang said "En" and a little pity "Hey" before saying: "Xiao He, have you stitched it up?"

There are fewer patients and fewer opportunities for surgery, and Director Kang himself needs an injured heart to practice it.

Take a good heart wound, and it was just messed up by the assistant. Director Kang had an unspeakable discomfort.

"Director, check it out." He Liang still smiled, but couldn't help it.

Cardiac surgery is often miserable even if the living heart cannot be touched.

Fortunately, today I got a handful, and I can face life with a smile, at least for a few days.

Director Kang squinted his face and checked it again, remembering the story in "Thirty-Six Tricks of Wearing Small Shoes" in his heart, staring at the monitor, silently counting, and his face changed slightly after a while.

"No problem?" He Liang was a little uncertain.

"Maybe there is still a wound ..." Director Kang said reluctantly, his eyes narrowed for a moment.

He didn't say the position. On the one hand, he didn't believe that Ling Ran could judge so accurately. On the other hand, he didn't know.

Without dissection, the ghost knew the exact location of the wound.

Although from the experience just now, Ling Ran may really know that Director Ke Kang is still unwilling to believe.

Ling Ran's expression was calm, as if nothing unexpected.

On average, Ling Ran has 30 or 50 flying knives per month. I don't know how many doctors I have worked with, such as Director Kang. The doctors who have not much technology but many ideas can be found everywhere.

It should be said that when doctors have a lot of ideas, but the technology is not good, it is easy to create embarrassment.

Like now, Director Kang feels a little awkward.

"Open your mouth a bit wider." Director Kang frowned, ordered again, and tried to avoid eye and language communication with Ling Ran.

He now understands why Ling Ran just said that he could expose a little bit more, and even go back a little bit. He could also think that when Ling Ran entered the door, he opened his mouth and said, "Middle cut" ...

If it had been done before Ling Ran said, there would be no trouble at all.

If you choose a side cut, it should be easier to expose the wound now.

Director Kang frowned tightly, his heart said, is Ling Ran's preoperative judgment so accurate?

But he was also reluctant to ask, let alone to do things, holding the bone forceps, and snipping the patient's ribs.

laugh.

The operating room door was opened again.

Director Kang fiercely turned back, and was about to find a stubborn curse: Am I a vegetable market here? Is it anyone who wants to come, just watch?

Then Director Kang saw the old crumpled face of Huo Congjun.

"Oh, Director Huo, a rare visitor." Director Kang's face immediately wrinkled with a smile.

"It just happened to come to the surgery floor, just take a look." Huo Congjun smiled with a smile on his face: "Director Zhou came here."

"Oh, Dean Zhou, Dean Zhou ..." Director Kang quickly muttered a few words. As the director of the small department, he usually had less chance to see the senior hospital staff.

Vice President Zhou smiled with a dignified smile and said, "Director Kang has worked hard. Is today's surgery smooth?"

Very common questioning, but it happened to ask Director Kang's pain point.

Kang could not help but hesitated.

The standard answer was, of course, smooth, but there was Ling Ran watching, and there was a patient who was still bleeding, saying smooth was a little embarrassing.

Well, it doesn't go well. Not to mention this is not in line with the normal mode of dialogue with leaders, and then ask again, a small heart trauma surgery, all have to say that it did not go well, it also seems unjustifiable ...

Director Kang couldn't help thinking about it.

Vice President Zhou already saw the clue, but he asked directly: "What kind of operation is today?"

"Uh ... it's a heart trauma operation." Director Kang could only answer.

"Is that an emergency operation? You can continue, leave us alone." Vice President Zhou asked it knowingly, and she just came to follow Ling Ran's situation and didn't care about cardiac surgery.

Director Kang responded with a reluctant smile. Take another deep breath, return to the position of the main knife, and then look at the patient's open chest, a little dazed.

Do you want to continue exploring now? A little shameful.

Although it is said that heart surgery has been shameful many times in Yunyi, the more so, the more the director Kang did not want to continue shame.

"Let's continue." On the surface, Director Kang did not reveal anything at all. He passed hundreds of lives in his hands. Whether he saved another or sent him away, his character will eventually become resolute.

Even if the location of the patient's injury is not good, Director Kang is confident to find it out, but it may take a long time.

Pants to eat ...

Cry to eat ...

The large bottle of autologous blood transfusion made the sound of throbbing, which also constituted the only sound in the operating room.

Vice President Zhou originally stood beside with a smile and was waiting for Director Kang to complete the operation. She praised her. However, she waited, waited, waited ...

Director Kang is still buried in the patient's chest, and the sweat on his forehead has gradually accumulated.

"Isn't it a heart trauma surgery?" Vice President Zhou also knew the goods, how could he not know that this was the simplest operation in cardiac surgery.

Director Kang's lawsuit, which was full of brains, explained without embarrassment: "The position is not very good. The patient was pierced by the broken glass into the chest cavity. There may be broken glass hitting the ribs and splashing the heart ..."

"That's really complicated." Vice President Zhou smiled heartily, and thought, Lao Kang's technology, stepped back again?

Huo Congjun couldn't bear it for a long time, and he took the opportunity to say, "Ling Ran ~ www.novelhall.com ~ You gave Mr. Kang a handle, and all came."

The concept of helping hands is broad. Generally speaking, there is no responsibility.

Director Kang hesitated for a moment, and did not resist any more. He now wants to end the situation before anyone more than anyone. In his current state, he seems to be playing for the national football team, let alone win or not. As long as there is a way to end it, it is victory!

Ling Ran waited for a few seconds, seeing that Director Kang didn't speak, he nodded, and went forward: "I can stop the bleeding point with my finger first, and then expand the opening ..."

He said, he stretched out his right hand, and boldly probed in from the side of the long axis of the heart.

"Okay." Ling Ran stood upright, signalling that the bleeding was stopped.

Several people couldn't help turning their heads and looking at the monitor.

"The blood stopped." The anesthesiologist reported a dizzy sound.

"I see." Director Kang's voice was low as if his neck was stuck.