Chapter 903: Strategic Weapon

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Gastrectomy and hepatectomy could be said to be strategic weapons in Ling Ran’s arsenal. This was especially for hepatectomy. Through continuous surgeries, it had been upgraded to Perfect Level, and Ling Ran could already cut all sorts of livers.

This was one of the very unreasonable sides of the skills given to Ling Ran through the system.

When general doctors performed surgery and practiced, they would always have surgeries they were good with, bad with, skilled with, and unskilled with. Even so, they could still make up a strong skill.

When it came to the time where they needed to perform their operation, they would just choose a patient that suited their forte and cut them.

This was also the misunderstanding of normal people toward doctors. Most of them felt that a good doctor should be an expert in all perspectives. Of course, if they made comparisons of the good doctors against the weak, the weakness of a good doctor might still be better than a normal doctor. However, in terms of absolute value, a weakness was still a weakness.

Perhaps it would be easier to understand this with a simple example. This was a question often asked to good students: Why did you not get full marks in the college entrance examination?

When there were a lot of academic categories as well as a lot of knowledge nodes, it made it rare for anyone to be able to score full marks in the simple questions of the college entrance examination. Therefore, asking the clinicians to be omniscient in human medicine before humans had achieved omniscience was obviously unrealistic.

Even Ling Ran could only ensure the comprehensiveness of his strategic weapon. Just this alone was enough to make his Perfect Level Hepatectomy reach the fifth in the world and the second in the nation.

Together with his gastrectomy, which was ranked forty-eighth in the country, the gastrectomy combined with hepatectomy Ling Ran performed would be ranked the first of the first.

Naturally, gastrectomy combined with hepatectomy might require two doctors to be responsible for each organ during the surgery.

However, this surgical plan was still different from Ling Ran’s independent operation. Besides, there were very few patients who could find a doctor whose hepatectomy was ranked the second in the country and whose gastrectomy was at the forty-eighth in the country to perform their surgery.

The more possible scenario for the patients was that a strong department of a hospital would take the lead in the surgery, and they would grab an able-bodied man with great physical abilities to complete the surgery. After all, the great doctors were used to giving instructions in the operating theater. If two great doctors were in an operating theater, there would probably be quarrels, and it would not be good.

“Don’t tell others. Get all the reports out first,” Ling Ran said to the nurse who knew the situation in a low voice.

The occurrence rate of hepatic metastasis from stomach cancer was between 10% and 18%, which was a scary number. Compared to the interest rate of credit cards, this was already considered an unbearable ratio.

And among the patients with hepatic metastasis from gastric cancer, the average number of patients who could live through the five-year survival period was only at 20%, whereas the average number of patients who could live through the five-year survival period after the surgery was only at 23.8%.

Even when compared with normal cancer surgery, the radical surgery of liver metastasis from stomach cancer did not produce vastly better effects.

Ling Ran naturally needed to evaluate the situation in detail before he discussed it with the family or the patient’s attending physician.

If the surgery was doable and was done by Ling Ran, he was confident that he could surpass the average standard. However, if he was the one performing the surgery, he needed to get permission from the General Surgery Department and the ICU as well as make proper preparations.

Ling Ran did not hurry in announcing his decision. He was patient enough to wait.

For Ling Ran, showing off was never his aim, and he was even annoyed with all the attention from everyone. He just wanted to do his own things quietly. This was one of the reasons why he liked the operating theater. In the quiet operating theater, there were no loiterers, and there would be no girls who came to him for different reasons. Even if there were girls who came to him sometimes, at least they were wearing uniforms…

The nurse who knew the case and who was appointed with this important duty nodded seriously. She said, “Doctor Ling, don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. This is a secret between us.”

In the end, the young, married, and informed nurse could not help but blush.

“We won’t tell anyone too.” The other two nurses at the side refused to hold back from admitting that they heard the conversation since they had been listening in for so long. They had already heard their conversation, so how could they pretend that they had not heard. That was way too despicable!

The informed nurse who had been standing beside Ling Ran and had been prepared to do her work schooled her expression. “You two…”

“I heard, so that’s what it is.”

“I heard it as well, so I’m reaping the benefit as well.”

“Yup.”

The informed nurse was not happy, so she made an emphasis. “This is different.”

“How so?”

“When you pick a wallet by the owner, the owner will still give a portion of the money to the person who returned the wallet to him, right?”

“Yeah!”

The informed nurse was unhappy. “And are you picking up a wallet now?”

“I don’t care. Let’s keep the secret together.”

“Yup!”

Three nurses left the ward as they talked.

They had a lot of work, and they could not leave for long. In just a while, they each brought an Ipad over, and within those tablets were all the information that Ling Ran wanted.

At the same time, the patient with hepatic metastasis from gastric cancer was inserted with a few tubes while he laid on the hospital bed.

His wife, Young Feng wiped his hands and legs with a wet towel. She could not do anything else, but could only look at the patient with a reluctance to leave him.

The patient’s eyes were hazy, but he showed a faint smile. He only stared at his wife without saying anything.

“You should go back.” Doctor Yan could not bear to see such a scene, so he heaved a long sigh and said, “There are people taking care of him in the ICU. You don’t need to be so worried. Take care of your health when you go back. We’ll talk about matters tomorrow.”

Doctor Yan would usually not pay so much attention to normal patients.

This patient was just one of those who was coincidentally his cup of tea, and the patient’s family had a very good attitude and looked pitiful as well, which caused Doctor Yan’s desire to protect them to be stimulated.

But what the ICU was good at was to save lives rather than treating the patient. Previously, when this patient was admitted into the hospital due to liver cancer, Doctor Yan could still use his talent, however, now he suffered from hepatic metastasis instead, and this meant that the situation was basically out of Doctor Yan’s control.

He could indeed make the patient live longer, but whether or not that was meaningful and whether the family members felt that it was meaningful was another issue.

Young Feng whispered, “Young Dai refused to tell me when he fainted this time round due to his disease. He initially wanted to die at home.”

Doctor Yan nodded without saying anything. From his perspective, death at home could be a better option too.

“After Young Dai completed the surgery, he worked harder and felt even more pressured than before.” Young Feng looked at the man on the hospital bed and whispered, “He said that he wanted to get me another dowry…”

No one knew whether the man on the hospital bed could hear what his wife said. He could only breathe laboriously and tried his best to stare at his wife.

“I don’t need any dowry. If I wanted a dowry, I wouldn’t have married him…” Young Feng said, and her tears flowed down. “Doctor, Young Dai won’t die, right? Right?”

“We will think of a way. The current medical field is very advanced. Every day, there are many new skills and methods being introduced. Who knows? There may be a place that can provide the surgery for him or provide him with some medication.” Doctor Yan tried to use the most powerless method, which was “the future might save you” method, to comfort Young Feng. The area of liver metastasis in Young Dai was big. The position of metastases is not ideal, and his recovery from the previous surgery and chemotherapy is bad. His physical condition is also bad, and it has largely surpassed the surgery safety baseline.

Young Feng also knew about the situation. She could only hold back her tears, turned around with an iron will, and left while sobbing.

“Do you all wish to perform the surgery?” Ling Ran raised his head and slowly asked after he had finished analyzing all the tests and reports in the Ipad.

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