Nine Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Shot

Director Kang was thinking with a difficult expression, his eyes looked at the position of the patient's chest, but he was out of focus at all.

He didn't expect that Ling Ran could really do it. He didn't even need to use his hands to judge the location of the bleeding point.

With this ability, wouldn't it be possible to stop any bleeding?

When Director Kang thought about it, he couldn't help laughing bitterly, isn't Ling Ran like this now?

That is to say, his cardiac surgery department had no time to ask Ling Ran for help. Other departments had asked Ling Ran for help more than once or twice, and the hepatobiliary surgery department, which needed hemostasis the most... was directly swallowed up by the emergency department...

Director Kang's eyelids twitched again. The lesson of hepatobiliary surgery was so bloody that even the directors of these small departments would feel weak for three hours once they remembered it.

"The wound is sutured." He Liang took advantage of the chaos to complete the suturing of the heart trauma he had just seen.

He doesn't care if there is a wound on the end of the long axis or even on the back. He can't sew well or know how to sew a position that is too difficult. It's better to get a suture and count it as a suture.

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

Now there are fewer patients and less opportunities for surgery. Director Kang himself needs an injured heart to practice.

Having a heart wound, Director Kang felt an unspeakable sense of displeasure when being messed up by his assistant.

"Director, check it out." He Liang was still smiling, feeling really good.

Those who do heart surgery often can't even touch a living heart, which is another kind of misery.

Fortunately, I got a hand today, and I can face life with a smile again, at least for another few dozen days.

Director Kang sullenly checked it again, recalling the story in "Thirty-six Strategies for Wearing Small Shoes" in his heart, his eyes were fixed on the monitor, and he counted silently. After a while, his face changed slightly again.

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

"Maybe there is still a wound..." Director Kang said with some reluctance, and glanced at Ling Ran out of the corner of his eye.

He didn't mention the location. On the one hand, he didn't believe that Ling Ran could judge so accurately.

On the other hand, he didn't know either.

It was not opened, and the ghost knows the exact location of the wound.

Although from the experience just now, Ling Ran may really know, Director Kang still doesn't want to believe it.

Ling Ran's expression was calm, as if he wasn't surprised at all.

Ling Ran performs an average of 30 to 50 surgeries per month. I don't know how many doctors he has cooperated with. Doctors like Director Kang, who are not very skilled but have a lot of ideas, can be found everywhere.

It should be said that being a doctor has a lot of ideas, and if the technology is not good, it is easy to create embarrassment.

Like now, Director Kang feels a little embarrassed.

"Open your mouth wider." Director Kang frowned, ordered again, and tried his best to avoid eye contact and verbal communication with Ling Ran.

He now somewhat understands why Ling Ran said just now that the scope of exposure can be wider, and even going back a little further, he can also think of Ling Ran's tone of voice when he said "central incision" when he entered the door...

If he had followed what Ling Ran said before, there would be no troubles at all.

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

Director Kang frowned tightly, thinking, Ling Ran's pre-operative judgment was so accurate?

But he was unwilling to ask, let alone ask, so he did things in a muffled voice, holding the bone forceps, and cutting the patient's ribs with bang bang.

laugh.

The door of the operating room was stepped open again.

Director Kang turned his head abruptly, and was about to find fault with scolding people: Is this a vegetable market? People come here whenever they want, and just look at it?

Then Director Kang saw Huo Congjun's wrinkled old face.

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

"Just came up to the surgery floor, so let's take a look." Huo Congjun smiled all over his face: "Dean Zhou is here together."

"Oh, Dean Zhou, Dean Zhou..." Director Kang muttered a few words in a hurry. As the director of a small department, he rarely had the chance to meet the hospital's senior management on weekdays.

Vice President Zhou smiled dignifiedly and said, "Director Kang, you've worked hard. Did today's operation go well?"

It was a very ordinary question, but it happened to ask Director Kang's pain point.

Director Kang couldn't help being taken aback.

The standard answer, of course, is that it went well, but with Ling Ran watching and a patient still bleeding, it is a bit embarrassing to say it went well.

Well, it's not going well. Not to mention that this does not conform to the normal dialogue mode with the leader, and when I ask next, it seems unreasonable to say that a small heart trauma operation will not go well...

Director Kang couldn't help thinking about it.

Vice President Zhou had already seen the clues, but asked directly: "What surgery is it today?"

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

"Is that an emergency operation? Go on, don't worry about us." Vice President Zhou asked knowingly, and she came here to check on Ling Ran's situation, so she didn't care about the cardiac surgery.

Director Kang responded and forced a smile. Taking another deep breath, he returned to the chief surgeon's position. Then, looking at the patient's open chest, he was a little dazed.

Now, do you want to continue exploring? It's a little embarrassing.

Although it is said that cardiac surgery has been humiliated many times in Yunyi, but the more this is the case, the more Director Kang does not want to continue to be humiliated.

"Let's continue." Director Kang didn't reveal anything on the surface. Hundreds of lives have passed through his hands. Whether he saved another one or sent another one away, his character will eventually become resolute.

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

Pants eat...

Cry and eat...

The big bottle for autologous blood transfusion made a burst of sound, which constituted the only sound in the operating room.

Vice President Zhou was standing by the side with a smile on his face, waiting for Director Kang to complete the operation, so he would like to say a few words, but she waited and waited and waited and waited...

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

"Isn't it cardiac trauma surgery?" Vice President Zhou is also knowledgeable, how could he not know that this is the simplest surgery in cardiac surgery.

Director Kang's forehead was full of lawsuits, and he explained without embarrassment: "The location is not very good. The patient was pierced into the chest cavity by the broken glass. There may be broken glass that hit the ribs and splashed into the heart..."

"That's indeed more complicated." Vice President Zhou chuckled, thinking, Lao Kang's technology has regressed again?

However, Huo Congjun couldn't bear it anymore, so he took advantage of the situation and said, "Ling Ran, give Director Kang a helping hand, everyone is here."

The concept of helping hands is broad, and in general, no responsibility is enough.

Director Kang hesitated for a moment, but he didn't resist anymore. He wanted to end the situation now more than anyone else. In the current state, he seems to be playing football for the national football team. Let alone win or not, as long as there is a way to get to the end, that is victory!

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

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and boldly poked in from the side of the long axis of the heart.

"Okay." Ling Ran stood up straight, indicating that the bleeding was stopped.

Several people turned their heads involuntarily and looked at the monitor.

"The bleeding has stopped." The anesthesiologist reported a little dizzily.

"Understood." Director Kang's voice was low, as if his neck was stuck.