"Because I am a surgeon, and you, Teacher Tan, are also a surgeon, know this best. Your classmate's current disease is a disease that the surgery may have to undergo surgery." Tao Zhijie said to her in detail so that she would not misunderstand something again. I felt that the little junior sister was really asking the bottom of her mind, and even this kind of problem could be investigated, which made him very surprised.

People around him were just as curious as they heard it: Why did this question suddenly pop up?

Very few medical students will ask the teacher this question in person. There may be such questions, but they usually think about it in their hearts. It is not an academic issue. Even if there is a question, they will not ask again and again like Xie Wanying.

Why is an outstanding student like her fighting with the teacher for such a question? It’s a wonder.

"Anyway, don't think too much." Tao Zhijie patted the palm of his hand on the shoulder of his junior sister, and it was impossible to refute and concluded.

Xie Wanying didn't expect that the teacher of the National Association would have such a view, and she fell into deep thought in her mind.

When he turned around, Tao Zhijie found Song Xuelin listening next to him.

Is this talented man from Beidu just as curious about this question?

Tao Zhijie thought about it and invited Song Xuelin to say, "You have just graduated. If you say a few words to her, maybe she can understand it."

Compared to teachers, what medical students say resonate with each other may be easier to listen to by medical students.

Want Song Xuelin to comfort people? You're wrong. This talented man from Beidu, a very indifferent person, had dark brown eyes like a cat squatting beside him quietly observing everything. His words were like Zhao Zhaowei's first time hearing him speak: like a printer, objectively cruel.

As if others didn't know him very well. Tao Zhijie told him to speak softly, and his thin lips blew, and he spitted out this sentence: "She has definitely never seen a patient who died on the operating table."

"Xiao Song's words--" A group of seniors didn't know whether to cry or laugh at Song Xuelin's words. There was no absolute comfort element, and there were some preparations for cruel blows to rookies. Rookies were rookies. No matter how good academic performance was, they would not understand that feeling that they had never experienced.

I think it is clear that Xie Wanying has never seen anyone die on the operating table because it is too difficult to see it.

Now the mortality rate of patients in the operating room is extremely low. There are very few patients who die in the operating room in a good hospital in a year. A top 3-level hospital like the National Association is even less likely to die on the operating table at will. Compared to the frequent deaths in wards and emergency rooms, the mortality rate in the operating room is incredibly low.

In fact, there is a reason, not only because surgical medicine is advanced, but actually it plays a decisive role in strict screening of surgical patients. It includes restricting which patients some surgeons perform surgery on, as Tao Zhijie said, internal regulations are all at work.

The death of patients in the operating room will not only cause medical disputes, but the most fear is the butterfly effect. Those patients who can be treated with surgery should not be afraid of not having surgery, so the mortality rate must not be raised. At the same time, death on the patient's operating table will reduce the self-confidence of the surgeon. If you want to have an operation and die the closest person, how much damage will the surgeon be to the surgeon, it will be ruined for a lifetime.

Xie Wanying's heart was heavy: If she didn't perform surgery on her grandfather, who would have surgery on her grandfather?

The patient's B-ultrasound examination results sheet was printed out.
Chapter completed!