Chapter 1211： Doctor has nothing

"We are dead." After Director Kang satisfied his desires and stopped talking and sighing, Li Liang shrank to the corner of the operating room, took out his mobile phone, and quickly complained in the small group of "no medical doctors." .

The small group is composed of four cardiac surgeons in the same period. No one speaks on weekdays, but when there is news, they reply very quickly.

At this time, a doctor with the screen name "Open Chest Hand" wrote: Say!

Li Liang gritted his teeth and explained Director Kang’s strategy of “strengthening the wall and clearing the wild”, and then said: “What should I do? I’m basically desperate. It is estimated that I will have to work overtime in the next week. If the director’s enthusiasm is higher, we will all I must be exhausted on the operating table."

"Ling Ran's technology is so good?" The colleague's point of view is different.

Immediately afterwards, another colleague also followed: "I don't think it is possible. Ryoko said too exaggerated. I have seen his previous atrial defect surgery, the technique is good, but that does not mean that the heart can be cured. To what extent the bridge is done, he has been performing surgery from his mother's womb, and it is impossible to master so many techniques, right."

In cardiac surgery, the attending-level doctors are just at the peak of technology. Even if everyone pays attention to Ling Ran's surgery, they will not be particularly concerned. Similarly, his technical judgment will be biased due to his own technical differences.

Li Liang typed quickly, and said: "He had achieved the peak of liver resection in his 20s. It doesn't sound like a legend. In cardiac surgery, the most indispensable thing is genius."

After hitting the word "genius" on the screen, Li Liang immediately recalled the director's "genius theory", but his thoughts on continuing the discussion faded.

The other three colleagues in the same group were not only unaffected, on the contrary, they were also aroused to talk and immediately discussed:

"Lao Huo wants to annex us, I believe this. But Lao Huo who doesn't want to merge? I think he wants to be the dean but not, so he wants to set up his own branch. And, where is the emergency department and the heart surgery department, Lao Huo He wants to be foolish when he is old, and it is impossible for him to mess around in the yard. Don't listen to wind and rain..."

"Everyone has an emergency center. It's really not impossible to set up an emergency branch."

"The emergency center is an emergency center. You can build it if you have money. Is the technology mentioned as soon as you want? I won't say anything else. How many hearts have Ling Ran dissected?"

"Let's say, I haven't actually dissected a few..."

"It seems to be...now there is no heart dissection..."

Li Liang snorted to himself. If he were sitting in the office now, he would probably say the same thing.

Anyway, when you should be exhausted, you will always be exhausted. If you don't see Director Kang's expression and cannot understand Director Kang's feelings, you probably won't take Director Kang's words to heart.

The most important thing is that if you didn't see Ling Ran's technique or performance, you probably wouldn't have imagined that Ling Ran could do this step.

"People are geniuses." Li Liang suddenly understood Director Kang's words. In Director Kang's life, he must have seen similar geniuses.

Maybe stronger?

Thinking of this, Li Liang suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Director Kang.

As a member of the department, Director Kang’s skills and strength are actually the goals that a group of young people look up to. Moreover, Director Kang is actually a round older than them, and he can do it at a young age. I called the head of the department, saying that there is nothing wrong with being young and promising.

Such a Director Kang sighed with emotion when facing a genius doctor. Li Liang felt that he was probably more uncomfortable than himself and others.

There are talents, good talents, but not excellent talents, not the best talents. It feels like those athletes who can play professionally but are barely qualified. It is estimated that there will always be all kinds of unwillingness in the heart.

"Let's watch Yunli's live broadcast." Li Liang was too lazy to say, anyway, when he is about to die, he is not only exhausted.

The group became quiet.

However, it did not last long.

At the end of the operation, Li Liang felt his mobile phone vibrate.

Li Liang sneered secretly, took out his mobile phone and opened the "Nothing" group, and he saw a dozen unread messages.

Opening it up, the first message is indeed the word "fuck" in its invariable ancestry.

Li Liang curled his lips and continued to look down, and saw that the doctors in the same period had heated discussions and madly posted screenshots:

"Look here, this is an animated suture technique. I just measured it with a ruler. The length is exactly the same. The needle eye is directly parallel. Is this capillary suture? It can't be done by sewing clothes."

"The best thing is to open the bow left and right. I practiced the left hand recently, but look at Ling Ran sewing with the left hand, hey..."

"Do you think your right hand is not as good as others' feet?"

"Don't laugh at me, your right hand can be comparable to other people's feet?"

"I was born left-handed, did you forget?"

"Oh... you are not as skilled as a human, and your test score is low, but because your left hand is the main hand, is it the little doctor left by Director Kang?"

Li Liang watched the expressions of several people go from chatting to scolding each other without the slightest fluctuation.

This group was originally like this. For another time, Li Liang would find a reason to run in and make a noise. For nothing else, just want to decompress.

However, it is not necessary today.

Li Liang looked up at Kang, a frowning face, a young genius, all thoughts were ashamed, a solid wall and a clear country, doubting life, witnessing miracles, not worthy of the world, fearing, guilty of heart, how can the life be bright, the shadowless lamp does not light up my director of life, no matter what others think, Li Liang is now feeling very depressed.

"Lao Kang." Huo Congjun waited until the operation was almost completed, and swayed to Director Kang with his stomach straight.

"Director Huo." Director Kang smiled bitterly.

Li Liang also hurriedly put away his mobile phone, making a good-looking appearance of watching the operation seriously.

"You watched the entire operation, why didn't you say a few words?" Huo Congjun's aggressiveness rose rapidly.

Director Kang hehehehehe: "I have nothing to say."

"Don’t be humble, Director Kang. Coronary artery bypass grafting. If I remember correctly, it is the main procedure of Yunyi. Director Kang still has a great say." A person came from the IPAD next to the screen. The voice of an expert.

Director Kang groaned twice and said: "We did a lot of bridges, but this is nothing special. Now there are a lot of heart surgeons who rely on bridges to live by."

"Did Director Kang talked about the experience of heart bypassing during the meeting in the last few months? I think Director Kang is still very experienced in this area." This one pursued another sentence, but he clearly targeted Director Kang.

This is the director of cardiology surgery in the province. When he caught the opportunity, he said a few words about Director Kang. Both the surface and the heart revealed happiness.

Director Kang didn't matter, and his voice steadily said, "If you can talk, I talked about it that day. If you are trying to learn, just ask us Dr. Ling. Dr. Ling, tell us something for Comrade Wang? Wang? The director is our neighbor, the director of the Department of Cardiac Surgery of Sudong Third Hospital."

Ling Ran initially ignored them. Hearing the name of the Third Hospital of Sudong, he raised his head as if recalling, and asked, "Your surgical layer is the one in the form of a line. There are CT machines and nuclear magnetic fields in the middle of the surgical layer. Resonator?"

"Yes. Dr. Ling has been here?" The Lao Wang of Sudong No. 3 Hospital is not surprised. Doctors often communicate with each other.

Ling Ran said with an "en", "I have done Achilles tendon and knee joint several times. Does Director Wang have surgery to do?"

Director Wang froze for a moment and laughed: "Doctor Ling wants to come to our hospital for surgery?"

"The beds are always limited." Ling Ran said, "Heart surgery requires too much ICU."

When he said so, everyone nodded.

In this era of ever-increasing bed turnover rate, the length of hospital stay in cardiac surgery is also crippled.

Huo Congjun smiled slightly at this time and said: "Our newly-built emergency ICU, if necessary, can be expanded with a few beds. Director Kang can ask me if he needs it."

"Thanks a lot for that." Director Kang smiled reluctantly. He really wanted to say that Huo Congjun himself is the one who needs to prepare the hospital bed most, but he did not dare to say that the fear of being blown onto the operating table should account for the majority.

Inwardly, Director Kang suddenly began to look forward to operating on Huo Congjun.

Thinking of the opportunity to peel off Huo Congjun's white coat, open his chest, and pinch his heart, Director Kang's spiritual world seemed to be nourished.

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