Every job had its hardships, and also its likeable parts.The bitter parts for those in the construction business was being the people who had to work and build things, whereas the likeable aspect was being the people who only needed to pay others to build whatever they wanted; the bitter parts for those who worked in business were the salary and rent, and the likeable part to it was earning money; the bitter side of construction work was the numbness construction workers felt in their muscles and the uncertainty of their future, and the likeable side was the day they earned their wages and their family's smiles; the bitter aspect to being leaders was having their higher ups walk all over them, and the likeable side was having themselves walk all over their subordinates.
The bitter side to being a surgeon was that the surgeon had to give up many things, and the likeable aspect was the pleasure of having an operation go smoothly.
When an operation went especially well, the pleasure a chief surgeon would have was even greater, even more troubling, and even more refreshing that hooking up with four beautiful women on the street and having them go home with him…
Chief Physician w.a.n.g Haiyang looked around him. He was feeling a little regretful that there was no one to admire his surgery right then, because that meant that no one could share his joy with him. Lu Wenbin could not be counted, since he was a resident doctor of the Emergency Department.
w.a.n.g Haiyang quickly found a suitable reason to get people to come over. "It's rare that we can perform a three-finger replantation today. Why don't we ask the interns to come here and learn?"
He was a chief physician in the Hand Surgery Department. He might not have the power that belongs to the department director, but it was still easy for him to have a group of interns come and fawn over him.
A call was made. Before long, several interns and hous.e.m.e.n arrived on the scene.
"Go wash your hands. Have six people stay back. The others, go to the waiting room and watch the screen." When w.a.n.g Haiyang saw that the people had arrived, he felt that the operating theater was cramped, which was why he sent away those who arrived later.
The cleanliness required in an operating theater when a finger replantation was about to be performed was not that high. In current times, laminar flow operating theaters had rather outstanding ventilation and bacteria adsorption. There were few instances where dust could be detected in the operating theater, and the crux of a finger replantation lay in ensuring blood supply. If the suturing of the blood vessels was successful, then there was a possibility that the severed finger could survive. The chances of infection would also reduce.
The interns voiced their obedience and left the operating theater before they were led to the waiting room to fawn over w.a.n.g Haiyang through the screen.
"The finger replantation we're performing right now is a Level 4 Surgery on the surgical manual. Only a.s.sistant lecturers can perform the surgery. You will not be able to come into contact with this kind of surgery for the time being. However, through this finger replantation, you will be able to understand the most modern flexor tendon sutures in the country, blood vessel anastomosis, nerve anastomosis, and so on…" w.a.n.g Haiyang adjusted the microphone and camera while he faced the interns and hous.e.m.e.n who were watching. He started to talk excitedly, and it was clear that he was in an even better condition than before.
Ling Ran continued to bury himself in his work. He did not just perform his work as a first a.s.sistant surgeon well, he did it to a point where he did everything the chief surgeon wanted him to do, and what the chief surgeon could not do, he also did.
After he got to familiarize himself with the Perfect Level Finger Replantation through a surgery, Ling Ran had been provided with a large number of techniques and ideas. The possession of using the M-Tang technique and the experience of performing 3,000 dissections on upper limbs also allowed Ling Ran's actions to be near perfect.
In truth, if it was not because he had to work together with w.a.n.g Haiyang, Ling Ran might be able to perform the surgery even faster and obtain an even better result in the process.
However, for w.a.n.g Haiyang who was used to performing surgeries at a normal pace, performing the current surgery with this current pace was already him performing much better than what he usually could achieve.
The surgery was performed so smoothly that it was unbelievable! He was so happy he was in heaven!
"Forceps... Change needle." w.a.n.g Haiyang slapped the scissors down, letting out a light tap. It shocked the scrub nurse.
"Careful." The scrub nurse could not help but remind him.
w.a.n.g Haiyang laughed and said, "I got too comfortable performing the surgery today. Yes, I'll have to be a little careful. Don't learn from me now."
His last sentence was naturally directed at the interns.
The interns praised w.a.n.g Haiyang even though they were exhausted. They had watched the surgery for dozens of minutes and some of them grew tired.
"Why are all of you falling asleep? Fine, get out. Have another batch of people come in." There was no way w.a.n.g Haiyang could tolerate this kind of att.i.tude. His sutures had been amazing just now, but no one praised him, and because of that, he did not want to teach this group of people anymore.
"Ling Ran, I'll leave suturing the tendon to you." w.a.n.g Haiyang felt a little embarra.s.sed for letting Ling Ran perform the suturing of the tendon, but when he remembered that Ling Ran was best with the M-Tang technique, he gingerly let Ling Ran handle the suturing.
"Alright," Ling Ran answered. He picked up the surgical knife and got to work.
He picked up a tendon, and, as if he was peeling a prawn, he swiftly cleaned it up before he switched the surgical knife for a needle holder. In a moment, he had sutured the tendon and stuffed it back.
The interns and hous.e.m.e.n who were supposed to replace the previous batch entered the operating theater at the time they were expected. w.a.n.g Haiyang became motivated again. He laughed.
"Hmm… Let's begin preparations to suture the blood vessels. This is the most complicated part. Doctor Ling, do you want to take a break?"
"It's okay, I'm not tired yet," Ling Ran answered in a simple and direct manner.
He often performed three to four surgeries in one go. His spine and waist had been trained to stand for long periods of time. He never felt that performing consecutive surgeries was much of a burden.
However, w.a.n.g Haiyang was different. He was a man who was nearly sixty. Forget performing consecutive surgeries, he could not even complete a surgery in one shot.
"Still, let's stop for a while. I will speak to the crowd." w.a.n.g Haiyang rubbed his waist before he turned around to look at Lu Wenbin. He said, "You, go change as well. You'll have to help out later. Stop standing around dumbly now."
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"Yes." Lu Wenbin had been waiting around for so long that he was filled with anxiety. He turned around, thinking of immediately changing into scrubs.
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