There was a sound of running in the corridor with slippers in the operating room. No, Zhao Huaming, who had gray hair on his temples, appeared at the door. His pupils tightened. He saw that it was his grandson lying on the operating table. Zhao Huaming's eyes turned black and almost fainted.

The anesthetized patient had a steady heartbeat, while the others' heartbeat was unstable. I could think clearly what might happen to Zhao Huaming. His eyes looked at the main surgeon.

Tao Zhijie's hands were operating quickly, with a smooth rhythm, and the forehead and eyebrows outside the mask were calm.

Several assistants followed his rhythm and no one turned to see Zhao Huaming. Obviously, the chief surgeon did not allow it.

"Tao, Doctor Tao--" Zhao Huaming squeezed out his voice hesitantly, and he seemed to be confused about what he was going to say next, otherwise he would have run back to the hospital to explain clearly to Tao Zhijie.

He shouted and asked Tao Zhijie to stop performing surgery on his grandson? Why should he stop the surgery consent form signed by his daughter-in-law?

Furthermore, the patient agrees to undergo this operation, and the patient entrusts his life to the doctor. If the doctor refuses to perform the operation because others prevent him from doing so, it is equivalent to letting the patient down the most important trust. Can he be called a doctor?

"Please go to the doctor's office to wait!" Tao Zhijie's gentle voice, but his words turned cold and he issued an order to expel guests on the spot.

"Doctor Tao, I." Zhao Huaming spoke hard, trying to keep himself.

"Where is the person?" He Guangyou called out on behalf of the chief sword.

Obviously, Zhao Huaming may faint if he stays here for another second. The surgeon has the responsibility to prevent this situation from threatening the operation.

The tour nurse immediately called and notified her colleagues to come and help.

Someone ran over quickly and pulled Zhao Huaming away: "Old Zhao, don't worry, look, not only Dr. Tao is here, but Dr. Cao is here too."

Cao Yong? Zhao Huaming's eyes fell on Cao Yong's face, not only were they surprised, but they were also a little afraid?

Cao Yong turned around and slowly glanced at his face, and his eyebrows were pulled.

All the young doctors in the field saw Cao Yong's eyes, and then they saw Zhao Huaming's legs almost kneeling down and unable to get up.

Xie Wanying's heart thumped twice, and her heart grabbed: She had never seen Brother Cao's expression before. She was so strict that it penetrated into the hearts of any doctor.

"Are you still a surgeon?" Cao Yong asked Zhao Huaming.

Zhao Huaming's mouth trembled: "Yes-"

"Since that's it, why are you sweating?"

Zhao Huaming stretched his palm to his face and touched it, and the palm was covered with sticky beads of sweat.

"Go and wash your face. It's not that you won't let you see it." Cao Yong said these words calmly and turned around.

There is a need to be quiet in the operating room, not any quarrel.

Yes, go wash your face. Zhao Huaming's head seemed to be awake because of his words, turned around and walked away.

The door of the operating room was closed tightly.

It seemed like nothing happened just now.

After the puncture hole is pierced, the laparoscopic entry into the patient's body must be checked first.

All eyes are focused on the monitor. Doctors have some thoughts, anxiety and worry in their professional scrutiny.

Looking at the monitor with the others, Yue Wentong suddenly realized that Xie Wanying beside her was not looking at the monitor.

Xie Wanying's eyes fell to the puncture holes on the patient's skin.
Chapter completed!