Chapter 481： Great

"Get two more bags of blood." Ling Ran buried her head for the operation, suddenly looked up and said a word.

Deng Wensheng, who was filming, was taken aback.

The visiting nurse in the operating room immediately picked up the phone and called out.

He Yuanzheng said uneasily: "Are two bags enough?"

Two bags of blood are basically equal to 800 ml of blood. With the addition of other liquids, a normal major operation is performed, which is so much blood consumption.

However, all operations are based on controlling the amount of bleeding, including major operations that seem to have a large amount of bleeding, and each step is also considered for the issue of blood loss.

Ling Ran is now experiencing extreme liver problems, and the amount of bleeding can easily get out of control. He Yuanzheng was not confident and took over again when the bleeding was out of control. Therefore, he tirelessly confirmed to Ling Ran repeatedly.

Ling Ran did not give an affirmative answer at this time, but said: "Take two bags of blood first, if not enough, it is too late."

"Okay." With such an answer, He Yuanzheng was satisfied.

At this time of the operation, He Yuanzheng was completely convinced by Ling Ran's operation.

He has done more than 500 cases for liver resection, and he has done more in the country.

However, more than 500 cases of surgery, that is, to enable He Yuanzheng to cut more and less, both liver protection and clean cut, He Yuanzheng also read some papers, but did not think It is a daily operation of doctors.

However, He Yuanzheng looked at Ling Ran's operation, but could not help but feel dizzy.

Accurate judgment is on the one hand. The obvious accumulation of anatomy is the place where He Yuan marched. As far as the current operation is concerned, many times, He Yuanzheng is not sure whether Ling Ran is doing right or wrong. Most importantly, in the part determined by He Yuanzheng, Ling Ran is doing nothing wrong.

"Dr. Ling is less than 30 years old." He Yuanzheng didn't have much pressure to help, but just kept normal operations in his field of vision, and then whispered.

"Yes." Ling Ran murmured a murmur.

"How many dissections have you done?" He Yuanzheng was most curious about this.

Anatomy can't understand just reading a book. It's like repairing a car. How many books you read can't solve the problem. You have to touch countless cars in order to develop a skill. Moreover, it is not enough to touch a new car, so you have to touch various sick cars.

The same is true of anatomy. Real anatomy can be improved quickly.

But physical teachers are now countable.

Ling Ran said without raising her eyelids: "I have done it many times."

"Yes, I think I have done it many times." He Yuanzheng grinned.

Lu Wenbin coughed and said, "Director He, get the attractor here."

"Oh, okay." He Yuanzheng glanced down and found that the attractor was not misplaced, so he pouted and gave Lu Wenbin a glance, thinking: If this boy is in his department, he will be on duty day to night and die from today.

When the topic was interrupted, it could not be continued, and in the operating room, again fell into an amazing silence.

Ling Ran, who had the operation, did not speak, and the first and second assistants did not speak, and the others were even less qualified to speak.

There are no green plants in the operating room, nor big white geese. They are blue and green towels, floors and ceilings ...

The only bright color is the pink hat and wild goose on Lu Wenbin's head.

"Let's play a song." Ling Ran straightened up suddenly.

He Yuanzheng asked: "What to put?"

"King." Ling Ran said concisely.

He Yuanzheng didn't keep up with the rhythm, and tried to ask, "rare life?"

"Let's do it." Lu Wenbin took a step back and whispered to the circuit nurse.

Suddenly, a brisk minor tune sounded: "The king sent me to tour the mountains ... I turn the world ..."

It is Ling Ran's ringtone music.

With the sound of music, Ling Ran's operation also suddenly speeded up the process.

For a while, He Yuanzheng followed a busy schedule, and at the same time, he said something difficult to understand: "Are surgeons now listening to such music?"

However, Lu Wenbin was listening to the music and was full of feelings: "Dr. Ling occasionally needs bgm."

"What?" Comrade He Yuanzheng, the chief physician of the elderly, did not understand what Lu Wenbin said.

Lu Wenbin, wearing a pink hat, murmured to himself, and the feelings of the two were explosive: "No one can beat him in Dr. Ling's BGM!"

"Who is going to beat who?" He Yuanzheng was even more dizzy.

"Okay, the resection is complete." Ling Ran straightened up and looked at the lymphatic structure in the abdominal cavity. He Yuanzheng checked it first and saw that there was no problem with the bleeding. He simply said, "I'll change my gloves and then do the next step . "

He Yuanzheng continued to tremble, and then hesitated "The King", hesitantly: "The effect is so good?"

Several people in front of the operating table, but nobody ignored him.

Ling Ran took off his equipment and turned to wash his hands again. He massaged his neck by the way.

After holding his liver for so long, Ling Ran only felt that the gloves were sticky and he was very uncomfortable.

Speaking of which, he did not take too long to perform a certain operation alone.

Even if the finger is replanted, unless the patient can come up with a new idea, otherwise, one finger is about thirty to fifty minutes. If the patient breaks a prominent number, the hospital will organize teamwork.

The single operation procedure of liver cancer surgery is quite tedious.

Especially the process of lymphadenectomy is very similar to the operation of replantation of severed fingers, which requires extraordinary care and great workload.

Ling Ran held the electric knife and worked quietly.

His thermal hemostatic ability is also perfect, and the lymphadenectomy is also perfect. Together, it can be said to be invincible for cancer cells.

Ling Ran calmed her face ~ www.novelhall.com ~ It was like the old-fashioned style of serving farmland, sweeping the lymph all the way, checking nothing.

Reporter Deng Wensheng noticed Ling Ran's expression and asked Huo Congjun next to him, saying, "Is the operation not going well?"

"On the contrary, it went well." Huo Congjun smiled.

"Why is Dr. Ling unhappy?"

"Ling Ran isn't happy ..." Huo Congjun's smile converged, and he shook his head momentarily: "Young people, there are many ideas, elderly people, where do we understand?"

"we?"

"Compared with Ling Ran, I and you are both elderly." Huo Congjun laughed twice.

Deng Wensheng twitched at the corners of his mouth, all kinds of unhappiness in his heart.

In fact, Ling Ran was slightly unhappy.

The unhappiness comes from surgery and is not surgery.

Today's surgery itself is quite successful. Although the surgery has not been completed, it can be said that it is an extremely perfect operation in terms of current progress.

Liver resection under extreme conditions, lymphatic dissection in a near-perfect state, as long as the abdominal cavity is sutured, this is the primary liver cancer resection that can be used as teaching materials.

However, it was precisely because the operation was perfect that Ling Ran was unhappy in all kinds.

The operation was extremely successful, but what about the patients?

Even if Ling Ran was stuck to the limit and he had a liver resection for the patient, he still couldn't guarantee that the patient would not relapse into cancer.

He cannot even guarantee that there will be no short-term relapse.

This uncertainty made Ling Ran uncomfortable.

"The operation is complete." Ling Ran withdrew after the operation. Even if a reporter was present, she didn't want to stay longer.

Huo Congjun was thoughtful, and the reporter Deng Wensheng next to him was trembling with excitement: "A doctor with a character, a hobby, full of humanities and humanistic care, great, great ...