Chapter 217 Leadership Doesn't Matter

"Line 10."

"tweezers."

"gauze."

"Change to Line 7."

"rinse."

Ling Ran stood in the operating room, his adrenaline was crazily secreted, his movements were wide open and closed, and the operation was performed heartily.

At this time, if there are people in the industry with a similar level, if they want to find a suitable word to describe Ling Ran, most of them will use: wild!

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, Ling Ran still has a steady speed, methodical movements, and meticulous operations...

Only a similar surgical maniac can understand Ling Ran's feeling at this time: Cool! So refreshing! The autumn water is refreshing and the sky is the same color!

Ling Ran also felt refreshed.

What is the difference between performing surgery in someone else's hospital and performing surgery in your own hospital?

From Ling Ran's point of view, performing an operation in his own hospital is like cooking at home by himself. You have to buy food, cook, prepare things, and after you finish eating, you have to wash the dishes, take out the trash, and clean up the room.

Performing surgery in someone else's hospital is like being invited to eat in a restaurant, order food, chat and wait for the food to be served. After eating well, you wipe your mouth and leave, or the other party will come with some red envelopes.

Most importantly, restaurants can be opened to eat!

When I eat at home, I always try to fill myself up to 70% or 80% full. Occasionally, I will leave over when I cook too much. Naturally, I have to take it easy when cooking. When I am very hungry, the food is delicious. At most, it is a CD. There is no reason to add vegetables to add vegetables.

It’s different in restaurants. Adding food is a normal operation, and you can let it go. You don’t have to worry about running out of hospital beds, pressure on nursing care, running out of rehabilitation rooms, and running out of reserved observation rooms. Recently there has been another big event...

Ling Ran stood in someone else's operating room, using other people's surgical instruments and residents to cut up other people's patients, and finally sent them to someone else's hospital bed to be cared for by other people's nurses. His willful pleasure stimulates the senses even more than Emperor Zhengde's Yeyou.

If you do one operation, you earn one.

Five operations is the bottom line.

Six operations can be described as a small profit.

10 operations, it is blood money!

When he came to Shanghai, Ling Ran felt that it would be a good thing to do five surgeries.

So, last night when 5 surgeries were performed, Ling Ran went back to sleep.

When he woke up and stood in the operating room in Shanghai at 5 o'clock in the morning recharging his energy, every minute and every second was earned.

Before coming here, Ling Ran could only perform one or two surgeries at Yundoctor every day, and 5 surgeries were equivalent to at least three days. Free up six or seven beds.

According to Ling Ran's vision, he stayed in the Orthopedics and Sports Medicine Center for a week, performed 5 surgeries, and could perform another 6 or 7 surgeries when he returned home. This is equivalent to performing 12 surgeries in a week - without counting the time for surgeries, That is not a bottleneck resource, and it cannot even be considered a resource, just like the time spent on fun cannot be counted as labor costs. The surgery madman performs surgery, and the longer the operation time, the happier he is.

The bottleneck that keeps Ling Ran happy is the number of hospital beds!

It is impossible to add hospital beds endlessly. Huo Congjun has already transported all the rights of the emergency department, and if more beds are added, the maximum number of beds will be 100. For three-digit wards, not only the hospital can't get through, but the health bureau also has something to say.

The number of beds in a hospital is closely related to the level of the hospital, and it is also a great test for the management ability of the hospital.

For the top tertiary hospitals in the region like Yunyi, it is difficult to expand when the number of beds exceeds 3,000. The total number of beds can reach 5,000, which is one of the few in the country. The First Affiliated Hospital of Zhengzhou University, the largest hospital in the world, has 10,000 beds, corresponding to 95 departments, and each department has about a hundred beds on average. beds.

Even the number of beds in the Orthopedics and Sports Medicine Center is about 180. As an academician, Zhu Tongyi will not increase the number easily.

This is because the country’s evaluation indicators for hospitals, the average number of doctors, the average number of nurses, etc., are divided by the number of beds. If this number is higher than 0.88, it is the second level, and this number has to be refined to an average of 0.4 nurses per bed...

Therefore, without counting extra beds, increasing the number of hospital beds requires increasing the number of medical staff, and increasing the staffing is extremely difficult for any public institution.

The emergency department of Yunhua Hospital has tried its best to turn over the beds, and the number of extra beds was once 40 to 50. However, an extra bed is like using a credit card. Recurring consumption is okay, but when you meet the scene, you have to pay it back.

Ling Ran didn't have this worry when he was in the operating room of the Orthopedics and Sports Medicine Center.

He didn't even bother to talk, he just rolled up his sleeves and worked hard.

Before a group of people wake up, they can do as much as they can.

Most of the doctors, including Dr. Qu, couldn't understand Ling Ran's mentality. Seeing Ling Ran immersed in his work and sweating profusely, he felt the chills. Liu Weichen, who came back to the demonstration classroom, was even more sincerely moved. : "This is pushing yourself to the limit."

Zhu Tongyi and Ji Tianlu looked at each other, a little envious, admiring, and amused.

When they were young, they all had periods of surgical madness.

The medical profession in China cannot survive without madness.

Hospitals and medical research spend more money than industry and industry, not to mention the requirement for technology accumulation, poor countries can't afford medicine when they are rich, not to mention, when Zhu Tongyi and Ji Tianlu were young, China Not even money.

In the Chinese medical field at that time, the only way to improve one's medical skills was to practice more and do more.

We don't have so many technical means, we rely on our knowledge and knowledge, and spend three, five, ten, or twenty years to get the information that foreign doctors can only see in 10, 20, 30, and 40 years. Symptoms, see it first, do it once, twice, five times, ten times...

Residents are scrambling for the operation to start, and the attending and deputy directors have dismissed it, but the operation that the director and deputy directors are pursuing still has to compete.

"It's comfortable just looking at it..." Ji Tianlu praised Ling Ran's movements spontaneously.

Zhu Tongyi also nodded slightly.

He still watched Ling Ran's operations.

Although Ling Ran's mood is wide open and closed like a thousand miles chasing the wind, flying like a thousand miles away, his operation itself is still a microsurgery.

Microsurgery is always meticulous and careful.

A calcification point, a little hyperplasia, must be finely ground down.

Not to mention when it comes to sewing, smooth and strong stitching is essential...

What Zhu Tongyi was most concerned about was Ling Ran's operation. The surgeons needed in the surgical plan were basically groping for the ceiling of microsurgery. Otherwise, how could he obtain surgical results far beyond the ordinary level.

"Is this the sixth operation performed by Ling Ran?" Zhu Tongyi asked.

"Yes, it's the sixth case." A resident doctor who knew about it barked six times.

Zhu Tongyi groped his forehead: "It's amazing to be able to maintain this state after the sixth operation."

The person was found by him, so it is necessary to blow it up.

Dr. Qu was reluctant to part with Liu Weichen, looked at the screen, remembered what he had heard before, and said, "Ling Ran should have done five cases yesterday, and started the sixth case after sleeping."

"Well, let's take another look." Zhu Tongyi said with a smile to Liu Weichen, making his attitude clear.

To be honest, what Ling Ran said yesterday also reminded Zhu Tongyi.

He is just a doctor. Although he is an academician, he is just a doctor. He can design a surgical plan for Liu Weichen and find doctors for him all over the country and around the world. It is up to Liu Weichen to decide for himself.

Zhu Tongyi can't do it for him, nor can he care more about Liu Weichen's injury than Liu Weichen.

Nowadays, Ling Ran is the best performing surgeon, but if Liu Weichen is unwilling to choose Ling Ran and insists on choosing another surgeon, Zhu Tongyi is not going to stop him.

He has provided enough information to Liu Weichen, and next, this sports star who is no longer a young man should do the multiple-choice questions by himself.

In the operating room.

There was a smile on the corner of Ling Ran's mouth.

Every operation would make him a little happier. After the sixth operation, when he took off the mask, he could see the satisfied expression on Ling Ran's face.

"Doctor Ling did a good job." Nurse Xiaoyun, who was wearing a gray cap with folded ears, clapped her hands in praise of Ling Ran.

The resident doctor and anesthesiologist also applauded in unison. The resident doctor applauded so that he could continue the operation, and the anesthesiologist applauded because he was tired and fainted, and he would do whatever others asked him to do.

"Thank you." Ling Ran bowed slightly, thanked the surgery team, and said again: "Let's hurry up and deal with the aftermath. Well, whoever goes out and reminds me, the next patient should be in place, and the MRI and examination must be done. An anesthesia plan should also be done, if possible, please take general anesthesia."

The nurses and anesthetists in the audience agreed together.

"Do you know how to make doctor's orders?" Ling Ran asked the resident doctor again.

"Uh... yes, a little bit." The resident doctor's nervous mouth changed. Ling Ran doesn't care if there is a camera, he does, especially when he thinks that there may be colleagues and superior doctors behind the camera, and there may even be beautiful nurses and doctors, so he doesn't know how to speak.

Seeing this, Ling Ran said habitually: "The first three days will be secondary care, raising the affected limb, checking the patient's previous medications, cold compresses, reducing swelling, and prescribing a full set of biochemistry, blood coagulation and immunity tomorrow. , EKG, chest X-ray... Well, let’s have an MRI and have a look.”

"Okay, I know." The resident regretted that he didn't say yes just now, and lost a chance to show his face for no reason.

"Next time. How long will it take?" Ling Ran rubbed his hands, eager to try again.

After waking up, he just had an operation, and now he is at his best.

In the demonstration classroom, Ji Tianlu and Zhu Tongyi were also discussing Ling Ran's operation in a low voice.

Microsurgery is developing very fast in China, each with its own schools, and the most particular about techniques and techniques. Ji Tianlu is a new force in his prime, and Zhu Tongyi is an experienced old doctor, each with their own strengths. Regarding Ling Ran's surgery, there are countless topics to talk about.

After all, just looking at Ling Ran's suturing skills made Ji Tianlu's imagination run wild.

Liu Weichen suddenly made up his mind, pushed the wheelchair with his hand, pressed the call button, and said solemnly: "Doctor Ling, I'm Liu Weichen, can you please perform the surgery for me?"

On the screen, Ling Ran's footsteps paused for a moment, hesitant and regretful expressions appeared on his face, and Liu Weichen felt uneasy for a while.

Liu Weichen's manager didn't have time to stop him, and became even more anxious: "Weichen, why are you in a hurry? If you act like this, the news will spread. When the time comes, what do you ask the leaders of the team to say..."

Liu Weichen glanced back at him, and said flatly, "The leader doesn't care."