Chapter 284: Corner

The dissecting room is located in the basement, and it was already gloomy and cold. Dr. Qu couldn't help but get goosebumps when he saw the incomplete teacher General, and Ling Ran and Yu Yuan who were dressed professionally.

He chuckled, his voice trembling involuntarily: "Doctor Ling, I know you don't mean that, but it's really scary."

"I'll give you a massage." Ling Ran is not a person who is good at analyzing other people's psychology, and he couldn't guess what Dr. Qu meant by "this meaning". He just wanted to touch the bones of normal people for comparison. .

Massage was the best idea Ling Ran could think of.

While speaking, Ling Ran's hand touched Dr. Qu's neck.

"You might be sued if you change to a warmer place." Dr. Qu felt the heat from Ling Ran's palm and was relieved for a few seconds. Still unavoidable ups and downs.

It is normal for a normal person to stand in the dissecting room with ups and downs in mood.

Dr. Qu suddenly felt a little regretful, why he came here to announce the good news by himself.

If this is broken into pieces and mixed with the general teacher, it is really hard to say whether anyone will find me.

Ling Ran let go of his hand at this moment, and asked, "Why the defendant?"

"Because..." Doctor Qu originally wanted to tell a joke to ease the atmosphere, but seeing Ling Ran's earnest questioning expression and Yu Yuan's puzzled expression, he was suddenly speechless.

This topic is really not suitable for in-depth ah.

Seeing that Dr. Qu didn't say anything, and didn't continue to ask questions, Ling Ran grabbed him by the neck and shook him.

Dr. Qu felt a little pained, a little refreshed, and looked forward with a little fear, full of regret and absent-minded.

"The shape of the cervical spine should be fine." Ling Ran let go of Dr. Qu's neck.

With an "oh", Yu Yuan picked out the cervical vertebrae of Teacher General and asked Ling Ran to compare them again.

Ling Ran took the knife, and then carefully dissected and observed.

The "tracheotomy" he just learned was only done for the police dog Lizi. In order to make a more accurate judgment when using it in the future, he specially learned it with a general teacher.

Mere dissection is not the same as treatment.

Treatment is to create the smallest possible wound, such as tracheotomy, the wound is only as thick as a finger, and some can be made smaller, but dissection is the most beneficial weapon to reduce the wound.

If the doctor is very familiar with the anatomical structure near the larynx, he can naturally avoid some key parts, such as the thyroid injury that often occurs during tracheotomy. If the anatomical level is sufficient, the probability of such mistakes will be very low. Low.

It is a pity that most doctors do not have the experience and opportunity of careful, on-the-spot dissection.

The streets are full of doctors who know a little about anatomy but don't know much about it.

The self-confidence of most surgeons is built on dozens, hundreds, or even hundreds of times of honing the same surgical technique, but it is not necessarily true how good the foundation is.

Especially for knowledge such as anatomy, doctors know a little bit, but if they want to be very proficient, they need too many resources. Many attending doctors did not independently dissect a corpse until they retired. Many medical students watched the autopsy of a corpse in a class when they were studying. After graduation, they entered ordinary hospitals and were promoted step by step, and there was no chance of autopsy.

The 3,000 upper limb anatomy experience that Ling Ran gained that day brought about a qualitative change. It can even be said that there are not many surgeons in the world who have this experience.

But apart from the hand dissection experience, Ling Ran's dissection experience is also lackluster.

This general teacher gave Ling Ran a nearly perfect lecture.

Ling Ran cherished it very much and worked hard.

Dr. Qu, who was released, watched for a while with chills all over his body, and gradually regained his breath, thinking about taking advantage again, looked left and right, and asked with a smile: "Why are there only two sets of equipment in the room?"

Ling Ran looked vigilantly at Doctor Qu,

He still had a knife in his hand.

Dr. Qu sneered twice, and patted his forehead: "Look at my memory, I have something good to tell Dr. Ling."

"oh?"

"I wish the academician is back, and he brought a patient with a ruptured Achilles tendon, just waiting for you to do the operation, the whole process is videotaped and shown in the classroom." Dr. Qu couldn't help but straighten his back.

Sure enough, a smile appeared on Ling Ran's face, but as soon as he lowered his head, he said without hesitation: "Can patients with a ruptured Achilles tendon wait? If they can wait, let them wait."

"Wait for you...to dissect the corpse?"

"Yes." Ling Ran answered neatly. The two surgeries are not as important as the autopsy.

Achilles tendon rupture is originally a minor disease. If you are not an athlete, you can treat and operate it with ordinary attendings.

At this moment, unless there are tens or hundreds of hospital beds, Ling Ran will never even think about walking out of the basement.

In the cold dissecting room, Dr. Qu's brain turned very slowly, and he finally came to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Then I will tell the director."

He didn't want to stay any longer, he laughed twice, took a step back in two seconds, and quietly walked out of the dissecting room.

Busy Ling Ran and Yu Yuan ignored him.

Doctor Qu waited out the door, and almost rushed upstairs, then found a sunny place with many people, and took two deep breaths.

"Doctor Yun is a place where ghosts come out." Doctor Qu returned to the office, feeling that there was still some shadow that hadn't dispelled.

Since graduating from medical school, he really rarely felt this way.

...

When Ling Ran reappeared in the sunny place, the Bone Joint and Sports Medicine Center was already extremely lively.

Volunteers from many universities stood in every corner of the hospital, protecting every participant as if caring for mentally handicapped children.

Ling Ran washed himself clean, and after his whole body was renewed, he also looked around curiously.

The last time he participated in a similar conference was the "Yunhua Emergency Medicine International Forum" held in Yunhua. Compared with the "International Sports Orthopedics Academic Conference" hosted by Academician Zhu, the gold content of the previous international conference was obviously insufficient.

A very direct example is that when Ling Ran appeared in front of a certain volunteer, that fair and clean girl greeted her in excited English: "ho-are-you"

During the meeting, yellow-skinned people may not be able to understand Chinese, and it is safest to use English.

Ling Ran just took a deep look at the other party, and then asked, "Who is in charge now."

"Ah...you are Chinese, that's great." The girl became even more excited, she pursed her lips and stared at Ling Ran's face, and boldly said, "I'll take you there."

"Don't bother..."

"Don't bother, one of the tasks of our volunteers is to lead the way." Now she didn't want to be a volunteer anymore, she couldn't wait to hold Ling Ran's hand, turn around and run away.

Ling Ran hesitated for a moment, and said, "You just need to tell me the position of Academician Zhu or Director Ji Tianlu."

Ling Ran took out his phone and shook it: "My phone is out of battery."

"I have a power bank." The girl handed it to him immediately, watched Ling Ran charge it up, and said, "I'll take you there, it will take a while before it can be turned on."

"Just wait a few minutes."

"Don't!" The girl immediately said, "That's not good for the phone, I'd better take you there."

Ling Ran didn't want to waste time either, seeing the other party's persistence, he nodded in agreement.

The girl was all happy, and quickly led Ling Ran to a direction where there were fewer people, and said in a cliché, "You are a doctor at the research center, and you are also a guest at the meeting."

"Guests."

"Oh, which hospital is it?"

"Doctor Yun?"

"Doctor Yun? Which cloud? Can you tell me the full name?"

"Yunhua Hospital."

"Oh, I remember!" The girl nodded again and again, and continued upstairs with her.

After walking a few steps, another volunteer saw Ling Ran, and at the same time, he also saw the female volunteers who were walking side by side.

The former only hesitated for two seconds before walking over quickly.

"Hello..." the new volunteer girl greeted in English.

"Chinese." Ling Ran smiled politely.

"Great, you are also Chinese...by the way, are you a guest or a doctor in this hospital..." The new girl ignored the previous girl's eyes, smiled and exuded bravery.

"Yunhua Hospital." Ling Ran smiled and nodded.

"I remember." The girl I just met exuded happiness.

Another corner...

"hi..."

"Chinese."

"Wow, you are a Chinese doctor, you are a doctor of the research center, and you are also a guest!"

"Yunhua Hospital."

Ling Ran repeated.

As far as his life experience is concerned, repetition is sometimes the easiest choice.

After all, every corner is a brand new corner...