Great Doctor Ling Ran Chapter 49 - Picking On Him

Chapter 49: Picking On Him

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Doctor Pan is not here… Where is Departnt Director Jin Xi?” Huo Congjun asked for Jin Xi, the Director of the Hand Surgery Departnt.

If a person had been a resident doctor for a long ti, he or she would eventually be able to read another person’s thoughts through the expressions on that person’s face. Hou Kang imdiately understood Huo Congjun’s intentions. He then spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, “The M-Tang technique is Departnt Associate Director Pan’s speciality. Departnt Director Jin wouldn’t normally perform it.”

Even if a doctor were a chief physician, that doctor would not recklessly employ a technique they were unfamiliar with in actual practice.

Huo Conjun humd in acknowledgnt. He arrived next to the operating table, put on his surgical magnifying glasses, and examined the patient’s fingers ticulously.

He had never perford a hand surgery, but tendon suturing was not beyond the boundaries of an ER doctor’s skillset. Their naked eyes could instantly deduce if the edges of the tendon had been aligned neatly, whether the suturing was firm, and whether the damage during the operation was minimal.

Naturally, the flexor tendon that Ling Ran had sutured using his Master Level M-Tang Technique was above average standards.

At least, Huo Conjun could see no problems from his end.

Huo Congjun’s eyes glead through the microscopic lenses. After a long ti, he exhaled and said, “Continue on.”

Zhao Leyi, who had just made way for Huo Congjun, was stupefied. He asked urgently, “Departnt Director Huo, do you still want him to continue on?”

“What else could I possibly an?” Huo Congjun asked rhetorically.

Zhao Leyi went blank for a few seconds. He snorted in his heart and thought to himself, ‘As long as you are willing to bear the responsibility, then by all ans, let Ling Ran continue. I don’t want my na on this, especially when the patient ends up with a disfigured hand in the future.’

Huo Congjun retreated and handed over his spot back to Zhao Leyi.

Ling Ran exercised his neck slightly and said to the nurse, “Glasses.”

The scrub nurse imdiately went forward and helped Ling Ran put on the surgical magnifying glasses.

“Needle holder… straight forceps.”

Ling Ran imdiately trained his eyes on the patient’s hand. He was no longer concerned of the thoughts and expressions of others.

Zhao Leyi was so upset that he felt his skin crawling. He operated on the patient for a while and finished suturing another injury. While he stepped aside so that his assistants could take over to handle the sutured injury, Zhao Leyi took the chance to whisper into Huo Congjun’s ears, “Departnt Director Huo, when Ling Ran is done with this tendon, let’s just leave the rest to the Hand Surgery Departnt.”

“If my n can do it, why should I let soone else handle the operation?” Huo Congjun replied softly and shot a look at Zhao Leyi. The animosity was clear.

Realization struck Zhao Leyi. His mind beca clear.

‘That’s right. This is Huo Congjun. He is the first doctor in our country who campaigned for larger ergency departnts. Because of this, he published papers and delivered even more speeches at different conferences. His core values are all based around the idea of upscaling and professionalization. By that, he definitely intends to upscale the Ergency Departnt and also professionalize the Ergency Departnt.’

In the words of the other doctors from other hospitals, Huo Congjun wanted to build a subsidiary Departnt of Surgery and a small Departnt of Internal dicine in the Ergency Departnt itself. For that, he had started to perform appendectomies and ectopic pregnancies for the past decade.

During the age where expensive dicine was used to help provide for the doctors’ inco, the Departnt of Surgery was always left starved of fundings. Surgeons could not earn much, so when Huo Congjun fought for the right to perform surgeries on patients, no one stopped him.

But tis were different now. The aim of the Changxi Province dical Health Care Reform had been to increase the dical service charges significantly and to decrease the price of dicine.

Because of that, the price of dicine in the province beca closer to the market price, and surgery charges instead rose to nearly tenfold. The inco of a typical junior doctor in the Hand Surgery Departnt rose from around 10 RMB to approximately 100 RMB, so all doctors started fighting to perform surgeries. Now, it was difficult for the Ergency Departnt of Yun Hua Hospital to launch new programs.

If Ling Ran were just performing a tendon repair surgery, Huo Congjun might tell him to stop, but Huo Conjun’s thoughts were different when Ling Ran had already achieved the M-Tang technique to such an extent.

Zhao Leyi was fuming inside. After he fiddled with the patient’s thigh for a while, he subconsciously darted a look at Ling Ran.

Ling Ran’s movents were clean and smooth. They were not too quick, but were thodical, and there were no unnecessary actions. If Zhao Leyi did not look at his face, he would think that Ling Ran was an old monster who had perford hundreds upon thousands of surgeries of the sa kind.

‘What an insensible dical student.’ Zhao Leyi was disgruntled. He watched while thinking, ‘So what if you have a pair stable hands? If I were the departnt director, I would have sent you back to your school and left a black mark in your record so that you will have a hard ti looking for a job in the future. Son of a b*tch.’

Zhao Leyi cursed Ling Ran in his heart, and instantly felt more gratified.

Zhao Leyi’s operation was tedious but simple. As he worked, he would intentionally look at Ling Ran a few tis, wishing for him to make a beginner’s mistake and have all hope placed on him by the departnt director abandoned.

Ling Ran tied the knot swiftly…

He did the separation…

And the suturing…

The ti Zhao Leyi spent watching Ling Ran’s operation beca longer, and he felt as if two tiny Zhao Leyis had popped up in his heart.

Tiny Zhao Leyi A: Anastomosis, huh? He seems to have completed it carelessly, that son of a b*tch!

Tiny Zhao Leyi B: Son of a b*tch.

Tiny Zhao Leyi A: He avoided the blood vessels and the plexus in an instant. His movents are so quick and accurate. Son of a b*tch.

Tiny Zhao Leyi B: Son of a b*tch.

Tiny Zhao Leyi A: The position he selected for suturing is very particular. Son of a b*tch.

Tiny Zhao Leyi B: Son of a b*tch,son of a b*tch,son of a b*tch,son of a b*tch…