Chapter 1130： 1 point change

"Protein glue."

Ling Ran's order came from his side.

Wu Honglang froze for a moment, then quickly turned around.

Bioprotein glue is applied to the liver section to promote healing. In other words ...

Wu Honglang took a closer look. Sure enough, it really was. On the operating table, Li Wankui's liver had been cut into a small piece and placed on a stainless steel plate.

The red, squishy, ​​liver-like lumps with shit-like stones, if placed in a supermarket, would be so different that the consumer association staff would cry.

"This ..." Wu Honglang's voice trembled.

People who came to the liver resection for more than an hour did not see the most important process of liver resection. What kind of mood is this?

It ’s like you ’ve tried your best to make someone else ’s small three to the hotel, spend a lot of money to get a luxury suite, and even open the champagne bottle, but because of time management, you can only take a sip and hurried back Surgery in the hospital.

"It's too fast." Wu Honglang said, even if it's a male dog waist, it can't save so much time.

Stretching his head and looking at the operation area, he saw Ling Ran hitting a few deep knots. The abdominal cavity is already pretty like the world of science fiction.

Dingdong.

This time, Wu Honglang's cell phone rang.

"Sorry, sorry." Wu Honglang quickly apologized, and then took out his mobile phone, only to be stunned.

He couldn't help looking up at Dean Zhou, and he saw the latter seemingly laughing, unable to help for a while.

To say that, Wu Honglang has always been a fierce and arrogant and confident character who does not care about anyone, let alone what it was like when he was young and frivolous, even now, he is usually in an aggressive manner to his peers, but unlike Huo Congjun So love people.

Despite this, Wu Honglang was very polite when facing other surgeons. Say "sorry" in succession, that's when you can afford to see each other and really think you're doing something wrong.

Wu Honglang squeezed his mobile phone and smiled to Dean Zhou self-deprecatingly: "It's getting older, it's going to be smoother."

"When I spoke just now, I didn't see you smooth." Dean Zhou said with a smile: "I answered the phone."

Wu Honglang smiled helplessly, glanced back at the operating table, and reluctantly stepped on the door of the operating room.

If it was in the operating room of his own hospital, he must have picked it up on the spot. Switching to the operating room of other ordinary doctors, he certainly did not pay attention to it.

However, in an operating room that is operating a hepatectomy operation using a bloodless field, regardless of whether Wu Honglang and Ling Ran have an affiliation, and what power each other has, Wu Honglang is embarrassed to pick up the phone directly. Hello! "

The airtight door of the operating room opened and then closed.

Wu Honglang pinched his phone into the corridor before pressing the answer button and said, "I was in the operating room just now."

"Well, after reading your text message, we discussed it a few times, and now they are all in the conference room." There was a voice of hello from the phone, polite and rejected thousands of miles away.

Wu Honglang played tricks in response.

"Doctor Wu, is the operation over?" The other end of the phone, the inquiry followed.

Wu Honglang said: "Not yet."

"As far as we know, the operation speed of this doctor Ling Ranling is very fast. The average time for liver resection surgery is no more than 90 minutes. Now that the operation has been performed for more than 90 minutes, is there any problem with the operation?"

"No."

"So, is there a change in the situation now?"

"The damaged part of the liver has been removed, that is to say, the main steps of the operation have been completed, and the next stage is mainly the tail sweep ..."

"Is the operation successful?"

"Yes. But it's not finished yet."

"But do you think the surgery will succeed?"

Wu Honglang hesitated for a few seconds and said: "There should be no major accidents, it should be successful."

"What is the probability of success. I mean, if it is required to restore Mr. Li Wankui's body to a working state, how long does it take to return to normal conditions, how long does it take, and what is the probability?" One question after another is not so much concerned with the progress of the surgery as it is concerned with the prognosis of Li Wankui.

Wu Honglang knew what they meant, and thought about it seriously, saying: "I can't say how long it is or how long the probability is, but from my personal experience and cognition, I think Li Wankui is half You can participate in a small amount of work within a month, and you can return to a relatively normal state in a month or two. "

"Your guess is very bold." Another male voice sounded: "Mr. Wu Honglang, if we make a decision accordingly, you know that this involves a lot of money."

Wu Honglang didn't care: "You want me to give professional advice. I gave it. If you don't believe it, wait for the surgery to be completed."

"This ... time is money ... Of course, I don't believe you, of course not." The other side of the phone came back twice before it stopped sensitively.

"I'm fine, I hung up the phone." Wu Honglang said.

"Okay, you have worked hard."

Wu Hong Lang En closed his phone and glanced at his mouth disdainfully.

Although he collected money for work, Wu Honglang was too lazy to do anything for these capitalists. If it wasn't too much for the other party, how could his chief physician bend down.

Wu Honglang did not immediately answer in the operating room, but looked in through the round glass on the door of the operating room.

The round glass on the airtight door of the operating room is two normal people, or one-third of the size of a big head like Lei Jiayin. UU reading looks in from the outside and you can see it. Scene on the operating table.

The round glass in Wu Honglang's hospital is similar. He sometimes looks at the work of the little doctor from the outside.

Looking at it today, Wu Honglang has a taste in his heart.

laugh.

President Zhou looked back at Wu Honglang and stepped on the operating room door: "Lao Wu, what's wrong?"

"Jiangshan has talents coming out." Wu Honglang chuckled and said, "Seriously, the shadow of the famous tree of people, I have heard that your doctor's liver and gallbladders are going up and down. so tall."

Dean Zhou gave Wu Honglang a skeptical look, and warned again: "Don't touch people's minds, you can't dig it."

"What to dig, let me introduce you to a patient." Wu Honglang turned his words and said, "I'll do it with Dr. Ling, this is fine."

Dean Zhou smiled: "Steal the teacher? Then you have to line up."

"It was mainly this little patient." Wu Honglang coughed and cried, saying: "I was also admitted to the hospital two days ago. I was 14 years old and had early liver cancer found by physical examination. This little patient is the child of a friend. To our hospital, I was also hesitating. "

"The condition is very complicated?" Dean Zhou asked unexpectedly: "At 14 years old, it is early liver cancer, shouldn't it be serious."

"Mainly because of his special family situation." Wu Honglang hesitated for two seconds, and then said: "The grandpa, grandma, grandpa, and his mother of this little patient are all liver cancer, and he has an older brother, two I discovered liver cancer when I was 14 or 15 years old, and all of them were the operations I did ... ".

Dean Zhou froze at Wu Honglang.

"The oldest is his grandfather, live seven years." Wu Honglang sighed: "I just thought, should I make a little change?"