Chapter 1209 No Problem

"You can do the rest." Wei Jiayou hooked up a few more threads and asked the assistant next to him.

"Yes." The assistant said timidly, but there was nothing he could do.

Cross-department surgery is something that Ling Ran can do and Wei Jiayou can do, but ordinary doctors really can't do it, and they really don't want to do it.

This is like the students who are preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination of the high school entrance examination. Some children have finished mathematics and are bored with self-study calculus.

The little doctor who worked as Wei Jiayou's assistant used to be a young genius, but to be honest, studying cardiac surgery had already exhausted him, and starting from scratch to learn liver resection, he really wanted to die.

But it’s not okay—if you die in the hospital, you will be rescued and sent to the ICU to be tied up, and the assistant can only obediently follow Wei Jiayou to open up new fields.

As for surgery in the new field, he is really not that confident.

It's not that I can't, but I don't believe in myself so much. It's not like having hundreds of surgeries and knowing when to expect what.

Wei Jiayou didn't care about these things, and when he got an affirmative answer, Wei Jiayou took off his surgical gown and went outside.

The itinerant nurse hurriedly asked from behind: "Doctor Wei, don't you watch Dr. Ling's live broadcast?"

"I'll go back to the waiting room to see, the operating room is too noisy." Wei Jiayou quickly walked out of the operating room without shaking his head.

The assistant who stayed inside saw the door closed for a few seconds like a girl looking at the river, then turned around slightly, and said, "Well, Doctor Zhang, can you help me?"

The one named by him was a doctor of hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery who was about the same age as him. His qualifications are not old, but he has been doing hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery in the clinic for nearly 10 years. At this time, he smiled slightly: "This is not my patient, I am not good at it."

"Oh, everyone is from your hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery department. I will treat you to dinner later, really." The assistant felt so humble.

He still lacks self-confidence and hopes to have a doctor who is familiar with the operation to help him. Whether to do it or not is the second. First, stop yourself from making big mistakes.

The doctor of the Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery Department was a little refreshed, pretended to be helpless and sighed, then smiled and said: "You remember now, the person is from our Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery... Okay, is it appropriate to eat Japanese food at night?"

"Appropriate!" The assistant agreed quickly.

The hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery doctor went to wash his hands, and the operating room became a little quieter, except for the noise on the screen.

"pliers."

"gauze."

"Cut."

In the high-definition heart video on the entire screen, Ling Ran's voice was clearly audible.

"sounds so good."

"It should be recorded as sleep aid music at night... yes! We should record Dr. Ling's voice as sleep aid music."

"Yes, yes."

The little nurses present responded one after another, and some people wanted to use professional equipment to listen to the radio, so they called out all the nurses who were idle in the surgery department to help.

Soon, several nurses in the operating room were ready to record separately. One of them pressed the recording button and looked at the screen expectantly.

The voice came out from the speaker synchronously, it was Ling Ran's extremely magnetic voice:

"The electric knife is turned on to 25W, and now the connective tissue is bluntly separated... the silver clip... Lu Wenbin, I saw the diaphragmatic artery and the superior abdominal wall artery, and the separation starts from here..."

"Pay attention to the tissue."

"The solution of papaverine is ready."

In the middle, there was Lu Wenbin yelling:

"This heart is still fat."

"The fat in the outer pericardium is a bit thick."

"Hey, from my perspective, the left atrium is a bit like an elbow."

Several nurses looked at each other.

The itinerant nurse asked in a low voice, "Is this recording still available?"

"I think it's a bit of a sleep aid... I'm afraid that if I play this recording, my husband won't sleep with me."

"Why don't you put it in the restaurant, fatty elbows and the like, it's a bit more suitable."

The assistant who was finishing the work looked at each other with the hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgeon who had returned to his position, the expression on his face was as stiff as that of a freshly cut liver.

Small lounge.

Wei Jiayou stood in front of the screen in his lounge, looking at the blood-red heart with a solemn expression.

He had seen a lot of hearts in various shapes, and when he saw the one in front of him, he was sure that it had to have multiple coronary arteries.

Speaking of it, it’s nothing. Now when people are admitted to cardiac surgery, most of the blood vessels are in a state of collapse, and the proportion of needing multiple coronary artery grafts is much higher than before the era of stents.

However, being able to do multiple coronary artery transplants means a higher level of proficiency for a heart surgeon.

In Wei Jiayou's view, proficiency should have been the best threshold to block Ling Ran, just like he is doing liver resection every day to accumulate proficiency. No matter how good the technique is, it is nonsense without the amount of surgery, because the situation encountered in the operation is ever-changing, and there must be enough clinical experiments to do it more perfectly. The more high-end the surgery, the more it pays attention to these things.

"This guy..." Inexplicably, scenes from Japanese comics appeared in Wei Jiayou's mind.

Then, while looking at the screen, Wei Jiayou casually took out a bottle of Hermès Snow White Gentian perfume from the side drawer, and sprayed it on his wrist lightly.

"Comfortable." Wei Jiayou took a deep breath with a sense of ritual, and then looked at the screen intently.

Ling Ran has officially started to suture the replaced coronary artery.

The side-to-side diamond-shaped interface, the rhombus of the interface was made very small by Ling Ran, which can be said to be a very detailed operation.

When the anastomosis was about to be sewn up, Wei Jiayou clearly noticed that Ling Ran intentionally directed the bridge vessel to the next anastomosis.

"well done."

"no problem."

"Good."

On the screen, several people's evaluations appeared in due course.

Wei Jiayou took a closer look, and saw the familiar names of Tong Gaoyi and Wang Tian among the people speaking by real names.

Needless to say the level of several people, they all spoke after confirming Ling Ran's skills.

Wei Jiayou couldn't help frowning deeply, thinking, Ling Ran's deliberate heart surgery must be aimed at me. It seems that I still underestimate the enemy, I can't underestimate the people of the world, not only I want to do things in the enemy's heart, opponents like Ling Ran also want to get this move.

At this point, going back to do liver resection, I feel that it is not very useful.

Wei Jiayou sat back on the sofa, silently watching Ling Ran's operations on the screen.

So natural, so smooth, so rhythmic...

"At least I'm 70% successful." Wei Jiayou's expression was even more solemn, and he couldn't help but think that this year's annual leave seems to be impossible to take. Next, it's best to increase the number of surgeries by 20 to 30% in the next Chinese New Year, and it should be able to maintain The advantage over Ling Ran - no problem!

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