"Wipe my sweat." After stitching up a few tendons, and looking through the nerves, faint sweat appeared on Ling Ran's forehead.
Nurse Wang Jia immediately wiped him clean with gauze on tiptoe.
In the ten minutes just now, Ling Ran didn't move much, but the amount of activity was not small. If you use martial arts terms, there are countless small muscles all over your body.
Especially Ling Ran's stitching posture is not as tiring as squatting, but the nature is similar.
He was wearing microscope glasses, and his movements were slightly larger, and the suture area was about to fly out of his field of vision, and his movements at the desk remained almost unchanged. In addition, his brain was extremely excited, his nerves continued to be active, and he was sweating very quickly.
Of course, the most important thing is that Ling Ran doesn't like sweat.
Ling Ran likes to sweat recklessly after a lot of exercise. At that time, the whole body is covered with sweat, and the sweating on the forehead, cheeks, and even the wings of the nose is balanced, and it is worrying not to sweat.
But surgery is different.
Nowadays, the temperature in the operating room is constant, and the situation of sweating is rare, and the most fine sweat appears in the place where sweating is easy.
What annoyed Ling Ran the most was the sweating on the upper half of his face. Not only did he feel uncomfortable, but he also felt like he couldn't wear his microscopic glasses.
If it's another little doctor, of course he can't be so capricious. Doctors who haven't been the chief surgeon probably haven't been sweated by the nurse. If you are sweating, go to the side to drip it. When you meet a nurse who is in a good mood, she will wipe it off for you. It is a blessing, and you should be grateful.
However, people are different.
From childhood to adulthood, Ling Ran didn't need to think too much about interpersonal relationships.
When he needs to wipe his sweat, he will say it, and the nurse will help him wipe his sweat.
Because of this, his operation may go more smoothly, and he will feel better. The nurse will also feel better and work more smoothly...
"Today's condition is not very good." Ling Ran suddenly said, pulling the emotionally shaken Xiao Tie back to reality in an instant.
"What's wrong?" Lu Wenbin pulled the hook and yawned big.
Ling Ran yawned softly as if he was also infected by him.
The eyes of Wang Jia and the nurses in the audience brightened, and they looked at each other excitedly. It is rare to see such a cute scene of Dr. Ling, but it is a pity that the scene just now cannot be filmed, and they cannot go to the nurse's station to show off.
Xiao Tie looked at Ling Ran nervously.
Lying on the operating table was Director Pan's brother-in-law. He personally named the brother-in-law who Xiaotie was responsible for arranging.
Xiaotie suddenly felt a little regretful that he didn't go to Director Huo in advance. If it was requested through Director Huo, how dare Ling Ran arrange Zheng Qi's operation after the other three.
No matter how fast he did it before, he should be exhausted by now. How can a normal person perform 10 operations in a day, and it is almost dead.
No, even if you die, you can't make 10 units.
The correct approach should be for Ling Ran to take a good rest, recharge his batteries and wait for Zheng Qi's preoperative preparations to be completed before performing the operation.
At this moment, Xiao Tie was full of regrets, wishing to pour two bottles of Red Bull to Ling Ran.
"Broaden it up a bit." Ling Ran's voice came ordering.
Xiao Tie restrained himself and stretched his head to look.
Pull hook man Lu Wenbin strengthens the pull hook.
Ling Ran frowned: "Puff, I can't see clearly."
Suction Man Lu Wenbin Immediate sweeping suction.
Ling Ran continued to frown: "Press the gauze, is there any bleeding point?"
As he said that, Ling Ran started to press the inner part, then looked at the amount of bleeding, and said, "The small blood vessel is broken, use even force...the electric knife..."
"Yes." Lu Wenbin replied obediently.
Xiao Tie murmured inwardly that he was too familiar with this process.
The chief surgeon cursed, what does that mean
It means the operation is not going well.
Performing an operation is like driving a car. If the operation goes well, it will be like driving on a flat road, unimpeded.
If the operation doesn’t go well, it’s like driving out and encountering a traffic jam. You can bear the traffic jam for ten minutes, but you can’t bear it for half an hour. You can’t even move in the traffic jam. After taking two steps, you are blocked by someone. What is the driver? What kind of mood? The main knife is what mood.
Compared with road rage, the doctor's bed rage in front of the operating table is really scary.
Looking at Ling Ran's state, Xiao Tie felt that he was about to unleash a storm.
He looked at Lu Wenbin who was pretending to be calm with some pity.
In the operating room, the first or second assistant is the assistant of the chief surgeon when the operation goes well, and is the punching bag of the chief surgeon when the operation is not smooth.
Compared with being an assistant, the duty of a punching bag is also extremely important.
It's like a pressure relief valve for road rage drivers, and it's an essential part of keeping the operating room safe.
Xiaotie only hopes that Lu Wenbin can do his duty as a punching bag.
The patients on the operating table have already achieved nerve anastomosis.
Although Xiaotie is the main treatment of hand surgery, the nerve anastomosis is mainly for large nerves, and the prognosis is not very good. He was even less confident about the tiny ulnar nerve in his hand.
"It's a bit boring." Ling Ran threw the needle holder out and said, "Change the thread to a smaller size."
Wang Jia immediately said, "Okay."
"Continue to suck." Ling Ran said.
"Yes." Lu Wenbin was so well-behaved that he almost had to cut his bangs.
"Stop." Ling Ran took a deep breath and said, "Could it be a problem with the pig's trotters during lunch?"
Incomparably well-behaved, Lu Wenbin, who had two soft ears, suddenly stood up straight: "There can be no problem with the pig's trotters!"
Lu Wenbin's voice was so sonorous and powerful that it seemed to echo in the operating room.
Ling Ran pondered and looked at Lu Wenbin.
Lu Wenbin had habitually weak legs, and he stood up straight again in an instant. His eyes were bright and he said: "I went to Donghu Market at 2 o'clock in the morning to pick out the pig's trotters myself. The boss is an old acquaintance. We want 30 pig's trotters at a time. I check them one by one, as long as the front hooves are absolutely fresh. When cooking, I also check again and again. The old soup is usually stored in the refrigerator. In the longest case, I will cook it for three days Once, no matter how sleepy or tired I am, I will clean up the contents... "
"That..." Xiao Tie looked at Lu Wenbin's flushed face, really afraid that he would do something irrational, so he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, don't worry, let's just chat, it's good to soothe your spirit..."
Lu Wenbin let out a rough breath.
Ling Ran was a little stunned and said, "I originally wanted to say, if I eat too little pig's trotters at noon, will I have hypoglycemia..."
Lu Wenbin was stunned for a moment, his breath became thinner in an instant, his pricked ears softened, and he said in a low voice, "I didn't expect Director Huo to entertain guests with pig's trotters, so I gave him two extra trotters in a moment of excitement."
"Give me some glucose." Ling Ran asked the nurse to remove the mask, plug in a straw, and continue the operation while sucking glucose.
When he regained his concentration, Ling Ran's movements in his hands became more stable and swift.
Dr. Tiebei regained his energy, and when he looked carefully, he felt dizzy for a while.
The perineurial anastomosis is originally aimed at the extremely small perineurium. It is hard to see it under a microscope, but it is basically impossible to distinguish it with the naked eye.
However, Xiao Tie has been working in hand surgery for almost 10 years. Just by looking at Ling Ran's posture, you can tell that he is really proficient.
The young doctor is so proficient at sewing the perineurium, what does that mean
Doctor Tiebei didn't dare to think about it.
He briefly watched Ling Ran's operation at this time, and then recalled Ling Ran's tendon suture, but the more he thought about it, the more interesting it became, and the more he thought about it, the more terrifying he felt.
Xiao Tie couldn't help but think a little deeper. Could it be that Director Pan is really because of his brother-in-law? Did Ling Ran suture the tendon that he just found
Of course, Director Pan must have lowered his face because of his brother-in-law, but he can definitely find other doctors in the hand surgery department.
Yunhua Hand Surgery is known as the elite, and there are naturally some masters. Although there is no tang method anymore, but comparing the tang method of the intern and the Kessler method of the chief physician, or the double-tip suture method of a certain deputy director, which one should I choose
If it doesn't work anymore, Director Pan knows so many masters of Tang method, can't he invite someone to come over and throw the knife
It is to invite Tong Xuehai from the capital, in the name of my brother-in-law, and then give the money in place. After seven or eight hours, I can always see someone.
unless…
Xiao Tie looked at Ling Ran's operation, but he couldn't think about it anymore.
Tong Xuehai is the person in the textbook, even if he is a bit older, the students he brings out are enough to be Ling Ran's ancestors.
Xiao Tie thought wildly about the end of the nerve anastomosis, and saw that Ling Ran was about to leave, so he broke free.
He patted his cheek vigorously, and shouted: "Doctor Ling, can you please sew it up, our relatives are in business, and they are away from home, so their hands should look better..."
"Okay." Ling Ran didn't care too much, and asked for a needle holder again, without Lu Wenbin's cooperation, and sewed it up by himself.
I am used to suturing under a microscope, and it feels quite easy to suture the skin again. In a trance, Ling Ran seemed to have found the happiness in the debridement room that day, and asked naturally: "Do you want a big scar or a small scar? "
"ha?"
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