Chapter 450 Quiet

"The patient has typical hepatic and bile duct stenosis. After intrahepatic bile duct stones were discovered, he took Chinese medicine intermittently, and then went out to work, so he simply took painkillers to solve the problem." Professor Huang and other anesthesia had worked, Xiang Lingran simply The background of the patient was introduced.

This is his habit.

Although he is an expert in trauma control, that is the capital of Professor Huang's evaluation of the hospital. At the root, he is still doing Chinese medicine.

The patient in front of him was actually the patient he had treated when he was young, but the condition continued to recur, and finally reached the point where he had to remove the liver lobes.

Professor Huang sighed, and said: "From the preoperative examination, the patient's left half lobe has shrunk. As for whether it has extended to the liver segment, it is not sure yet."

Listening to Professor Huang's tone, Ling Ran did not immediately start the operation as usual, but waved to Wang Jia, the equipment nurse next to him, and said instead: "Professor Huang, it's not your fault that the patient stopped the treatment."

"I know... just feeling a little emotional." Professor Huang chuckled twice and said, "Speaking of which, I really have a relationship with this patient."

Ling Ran let out a cooperative "Oh".

He usually doesn't like to comfort others, but on the operating table, he hopes that all members of his surgical team can maintain a stable mood.

Ling Ran paid more attention to unfamiliar doctors, such as Professor Huang.

As the number of operations Ling Ran participated in increased, especially after many times of throwing knives, he paid more attention to this aspect.

Because from Ling Ran's point of view, most of the accidents on the operating table were caused by doctors. The patient just lay there. If the pre-operative examination is sufficient, although there are accidents, the accidents will not be so frequent.

On the contrary, the doctor standing on the operating table will have problems due to various reasons: slippery hands, tired, hungry, drank too much yesterday, divorced the day before yesterday, his son came out of the closet, Running out of cat litter, favorite medical representatives sleeping with others, etc., etc., are trivial things that ordinary people will encounter, but people will be affected after all.

Ling Ran didn't know what Professor Huang's situation was like, but he was still willing to use the conversation a few minutes before the operation to help him relieve stress.

Professor Huang didn't really want to start the operation right away. Seeing that the chief surgeon was willing to chat, he looked ahead and said with a reminiscing tone: "Speaking of which, it was the first time I saw this patient.

What he said at the time left a deep impression on me. "

"En?" Ling Ran's cooperative tone was very perfunctory.

For the sake of Ling Ranchang's handsomeness, Professor Huang continued: "The patient didn't trust me at the time. I advised him to have surgery, but he didn't want to listen. He must go to the director."

"oh?"

"The director naturally transferred him back to me. I persuaded him to undergo surgery at that time, but he still refused to listen, and insisted on going to the director. Later, he was cured and made trouble, and he made trouble again. ...Later, I always disliked me as an attending doctor, and went to work again, and I disappeared for ten years, but I recognized it as soon as I came." Professor Huang's tone was full of nostalgia, but also a little proud.

At this moment, Ling Ran became a little interested: "Why did I find you again this time?"

"Because I'm the director." Professor Huang said naturally.

Ling Ran understood, "He is a consistent patient. Wang Jia, give the scalpel to Director Huang and ask him to make the first cut."

Professor Huang was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, it's the beginning and the end, thank you very much."

As he said that, Professor Huang took the scalpel, and just as soon as he determined the position of the line, he cut it down.

After the cut, Professor Huang calmed down, put away the scalpel, and silently handed over the guidance on the operating table.

Ling Ran also accepted without saying a word. After opening the abdominal cavity, he confirmed the position of the intrahepatic bile duct step by step, without showing off his skills or creating side effects.

Professor Huang is also quietly working as an assistant.

In surgery, Professor Huang specialized in trauma control, however, as he got older and his personal interests shifted, he devoted more and more time to diagnostics.

However, there are very few professional diagnostic doctors in China, and the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine does not have the strength to equip Professor Huang with corresponding surgeons and physicians—his level is not enough.

Therefore, Professor Huang is more on his own to find the right doctor and hospital.

In this regard, Professor Huang is more like a senior family doctor abroad. On the one hand, he can deal with emergency trauma, and on the other hand, he can make a reasonable diagnosis and refer patients to professional doctors. The difference is that he In this process, all contacts are made through personal behavior and personal network.

Li Xiaoning and his wife, as well as the family's doctors, were once Professor Huang's personal network. Now, Ling Ran has also been initially included in Professor Huang's network.

If Ling Ran's surgery level is indeed sufficient and stable, Professor Huang is still very rare for such a surgeon.

From Professor Huang's point of view, the cooperating surgeons also need to be updated frequently.

For example, the two liver surgeons he often worked with before, one is 56 years old and the other is 54 years old, the number of operations has been decreasing year by year, and it is considered good to be able to perform 10 cases per month on average, and more and more activities are involved. It seems to be getting worse and worse.

As for the two or three young and middle-aged doctors on the waiting list, their level is the same as Ling Ran's... no, they are not as good as Ling Ran's at all.

Professor Huang watched Ling Ran change hands, and put his liver on his hand, his little liver couldn't help but trembled twice.

Ling Ran's movements were extremely gentle, but when he swung the knife, he was extremely firm...

Professor Huang was secretly nervous while cooperating with the operation. The feeling was a bit like walking on a one-meter-wide wall. If it was on flat ground, this width would not be a problem at all. When standing on the wall, the legs will unconsciously become weak.

Finally, Ling Ran's speed was fast enough, and he completed the operation in twos and threes, releasing Professor Huang from his nervousness.

"Pay attention to breathing." Ling Ran reminded. This kind of surgery is far from being able to do bloodless surgery.

Professor Huang let out an "oh" and said with a smile, "Dr. Ling's operating room is really quiet."

"You can chat." Ling Ran stretched his neck to look at his abdominal cavity, and said to himself, "Don't be surprised."

"Okay, let me start another topic." Professor Huang was inexplicably nervous, knowing that he could not count on the young Ma Yanlin, after thinking about it, he said: "Well, let me talk about this patient. If we talk about it, this one is also a legend. Characters, the first batch of ten thousand households back then!"

"Does the household with ten thousand yuan have ten thousand yuan?" Wang Jia asked curiously.

"More than that." Professor Huang said: "The real ten thousand yuan household earns 10,000 yuan a year. At that time, our salary was only 100 yuan, and they made us 10 years' money a year. It's amazing."

"Then buying a house will make you a lot of money." Ma Yanlin pulled the hook hard, and couldn't help saying: "There are so many big dogs now."

"He's not a big dog." Professor Huang smiled and said, "I asked before, and now he only earns more than 10,000 yuan a year."

"Really?" Ma Yanlin clenched the hook in surprise.

"In his words, there are ten thousand households every year." Professor Huang said and shook his head: "It is quite rare to say. If the conditions can be improved, even if the symptoms will not be relieved later, it will not reach this level. "

"If he goes out to work, can he only earn 10,000 yuan?"

"Unable to get salary, being cheated, losing money and being stolen, if you don't treat him as a patient now, then the person you hooked is a bad luck."

Ma Yanlin trembled all over: "It's a bit scary for you to say that..."

"It's okay. If the operation is successful, he is considered a good person. If the operation is not successful...it doesn't matter." Professor Huang said, looking at Ling Ran.

"Where's his family? Are the conditions not good?" Ling Ran broke the silence and asked.

"It's not going to be much better. My family members came to me and hoped that postoperative medication would save me a little, and I would use up my medical insurance as much as possible." Professor Huang sighed and said, "Now, it's not easy for some people to live."

"If you are really in financial difficulties, you can stay in the ICU for a few days less." Ling Ran said, and continued to work on the surgery.

Professor Huang smiled when he heard it. If the operation is done well enough, the time spent in the ICU will naturally be reduced accordingly. Reducing the cost in this area can greatly reduce the burden on patients.

However, this is something that doctors can easily control.