Chapter 935 Magic

Ling Ran made a long incision, threw away the scalpel, and looked up at the viewing room.

He mainly stretched his neck, which was a bit like a warm-up exercise. After all, the surgeon stood in front of the operating table, and except for the neck, which could be turned randomly, the rest of the parts were not easy to move.

To the three foreign doctors in the viewing room, it seemed like they were calling for help.

Faulkner, who is over 50 years old, couldn't help but feel unbearable: What a good boy, he has to sacrifice because of us.

Faulkner couldn't help but stood up, put his hands in his pockets, put on a cool look, and looked down at Ling Ran.

He hired someone to specially create and practice this posture, and it is very handsome no matter from the rear or side view. From the front, it is a little lacking, mainly because of the face problem, which cannot be solved by a public relations company.

However, Faulkner's eyes were extremely powerful. He looked at Ling Ran, hoping to see something in common in the eyes of the young doctor downstairs. Such as fear, such as regret, such as longing, such as begging...

If he could see it, Faulkner felt that he might be able to give him a hand. Perhaps, when his operation failed, he would not be too embarrassed, or say a few good words for him, so that he would not be criticized.

Ling Ran's eyes were calm and focused, and his expression was calm and handsome, as if he was on an ordinary Wednesday morning.

Faulkner secretly sighed: Poor little guy, although he is handsome, but the operating table is the doctor's battlefield, the battlefield, how can there be mercy...

Ling Ran lowered his head and started the operation.

Combined liver and gastrectomy first exposes the liver. At this step, it is not much different from the usual liver resection. Therefore, not only Ling Ran's expression and movements are calm, but also the three assistants present. Very calm.

"Well, the general doctors in your hospital have a very good psychological level." Faulkner found a reason to praise, and secretly commented in his heart, the guys in front of him are good candidates for assistants.

A surgeon needs to have a strong sense of victory and defeat. The more difficult and high-level the surgery is, the more he needs a doctor. He has the power to struggle to survive. Those who do casually, success is very good, and failure is very good. He will also praise himself. If he achieves the position of the chief surgeon, it can be said that it is the patient's misfortune.

However, being an assistant requires a little peace of mind.

Faulkner felt that the young doctors surrounding the operating table at this moment,

It is quite good to maintain a stable operation and calmly face everything that is coming when you know you will fail.

In an instant, Faulkner had some understanding, and whispered to Dean Bo next to him: "These assistants are well chosen."

What he meant, of course, was that when he was on the court, he could make good use of these assistants.

Dean Bo chuckled twice.

"Chinese doctors are very young." Faulkner said to Corbett and Dobbin again: "Looking at them, they seem to be still in school, and they have already started liver surgery unexpectedly. When is the contact with the liver? 35 years old?"

American doctors are notoriously late. It is normal to become a surgeon at the age of 35, but being able to touch the liver at the age of 35 already implies the taste of an elite.

Corbett and Dobbin each smiled, ignoring Faulkner's inquiry.

Because none of them touched the liver before the age of 35.

Faulkner didn't ask any further questions, and continued to put his hands in his trouser pockets, the hot palms were sweating without taking them out, and he pretended to look down, waiting for any problems in the operation.

Several Chinese doctors in the observation room, some of whom could understand English, just glanced at them, but didn't bother to say anything. After all, most of them had never touched a liver before the age of 35...

In front of the operating table, the doctors in Ling's treatment group did not know that the spectators above were having so much inner drama.

Ling Ran just performed the operation step by step.

Most of the time, surgeons operate step by step. The reason why innovation is precious is that it is rare and should be cautious.

For Ling Ran, a lot of preparatory work was required for the first combined radical gastrectomy. After all, it is very difficult to talk on paper, because it is incomplete to describe the scene with words, images or videos, and it is obviously difficult to complete the operation for the first time.

Today, Ling Ran, who performed surgery on Du Jiadong, can already be called proficient in combined liver and stomach radical surgery.

The perfect level of liver resection allowed him to relax the hepatic ligament.

The perfect separation of tissues made his movements appear to be with ease.

This is really easy. Due to the existing technology, Ling Ran is as easy as eating noodles in the face of hepatic ligaments, which ordinary doctors find difficult.

Chi slip.

A round ligament of the liver stood out naked.

Chi slip.

A falciform ligament lay naked.

Chi Liu...

Chi slip! ! ...

Faulkner waited for the first wave of Chiliu with a scrutinizing smile on his face.

Faulkner frowned when the second wave slid.

"What's the situation?" Faulkner couldn't help looking at Dean Bo.

"Is there any question?" Before Dean Bo could speak, Lao Meiyong had already walked over.

Although it is said that because you have been away from the front line for too long, you have had few operations, your level is too low, you have no talent, and your cognitive level has declined because you are too old, but it is precisely because of this that Lao Meiyong cares more about Faulkner and others. people.

He can't handle the surgery himself, he can't even understand combined liver and stomach resection, but the doctor in Mayo can understand it, that's it.

Faulkner frowned and didn't answer Lao Meiyong's question.

"Mr. Faulkner, if there is any situation, please communicate with us in time." Lao Meiyong reminded Faulkner through his own translation.

Faulkner looked down. Ling Ran, who was doing things more and more smoothly, had a cloudy expression on his face.

He thought about it a lot, more and more, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Mr. Faulkner?" Lao Meiyong urged, Du Jiadong, who was undergoing surgery in the audience, was the person he cared about the most.

"Wait a minute, let's see again." Faulkner waved his sweaty hands, focusing on the screen.

Still have to rely on the high-definition screen to see the specific details of the operation clearly.

And at times like these, the details are clearly the most important.

Lao Meiyong waited patiently for a while, but couldn't bear it anymore, and urged again: "Mr. Faulkner, what did you want to say just now?"

"What do I want to say?"

"Yes."

Faulkner turned around, and at this time he also understood a little bit. In fact, as a top liver and stomach specialist, Faulkner understood a little too clearly.

Looking at Lao Meiyong's old face, Faulkner quickly spoke a series of words in English.

Lao Meiyong couldn't understand this time, so he couldn't help looking at the translator.

The translator tried his best to say: "Mr. Faulkner means that he is... he is here for surgery, why did you show him magic tricks?"