After leaving the ICU, Xia Hua seized the time to go back to the ward and took his old man to the operating room.

He didn't think about how to give Boss Zheng more money.

After a year, my income was not as good as Boss Zheng’s casual lectures in the imperial capital.

They really came to see Professor Gao's face, not because of the three melons and two dates I gave me.

Xia Hua had some idea in his heart.

It was still my old man who could see people accurately. He only met once and still remembered Boss Zheng, knowing that this person could save him.

When he arrived at the operating room, Zheng Ren took Gao Shaojie and Su Yun carried the old man from Xia Hua's family to the operating table.

Xia Hua called the Department of Anesthesiology immediately.

There is an anesthesiologist here. If there is a heart problem, intubation and ventilator are also a possible rescue plan. In fact, what the anesthesiologist said is correct.

But Xia Hua was still a little confused. Boss Zheng actually reached out to lift his old man together. A professor of his level shouldn’t he stand aside indifferently and wait for the opening of the stage?

Zheng Ren then inserted the film on the film reader and pulled Gao Shaojie to tell him about the film.

Xia Hua began to prepare.

At the very least, when it comes to disinfection, you should always make your own orders.

Su Yun didn't even enter the operating room, and sat casually on the sofa in the operating room playing with his mobile phone.

The anesthesiologist came quickly, happily with a smile on his face.

"Boss Zheng, we have started to lay out the orders." Xia Hua said in a low voice after disinfecting the virus.

"Oh, OK." Zheng Ren said, "Old Gao, let's go and brush your hands."

"Xia Hua, I'll do the surgery, Boss Zheng teaches me something." Gao Shaojie did not hide it and came to Xia Hua and whispered.

Xia Hua nodded.

Xia Hua knew about Professor Gao Shaojie's level.

Why didn’t I go to see Director Jin of the interventional department? Because everyone in the hospital knows that the highest level of interventional surgery for organs is not the administrative director, Director Jin, but Gao Shaojie and Liu Zewei.

Only people who don’t know the truth and doctors from other places will look at administrative positions rather than actual levels.

In fact, they don’t know what the specific doctor’s surgical level is. They always think that the higher the administrative level, the higher the surgical level.

Gao Shaojie's level is enough, but he still used the word "teach" carefully.

Xia Hua did not think that his old man was used as a test subject, and even Teacher Gao was taught, so it would be strange if the surgical level was poor.

With Boss Zheng here, people must know what they think.

After laying the order, Xia Hua didn't care whether his hands would be contaminated. He had no intention of going out, but took a lead garment and wore it on his body.

Just as he was about to turn around, he saw a limping figure walking in.

"You...you...are Manager Feng?" Xia Hua looked at Feng Xuhui and asked in a low voice.

I’m a little polite, definitely not the kind of careless tone that doctors talk to consumables.

Feng Xuhui was a little surprised, but he still bent down slightly, using body language to express his kindness.

"Manager Feng, don't be polite, why are you wearing lead clothes and staying in the operating room?" Xia Hua asked.

"Boss Zheng may use some weird consumables during the operation. I will keep it in there to see if the situation is needed, so as not to delay any delays." Feng Xuhui picked up a lead suit and put it on his body.

So that's it.

Xia Hua and Feng Xuhui are not familiar with each other, and he doesn't have much to say. In addition, his old man still needs surgery, so he is even less in a mood.

Back in the operating room, Boss Zheng has already started to perform puncture.

Xia Hua saw that the anesthesiologist Lao Huang was also wearing lead clothes and staying in the operating room, which was a little strange.

"Old Huang, what are you doing?"

"Watch Boss Zheng's surgery, what else can I do?" said the anesthesiologist. "How do you look when standing outside?"

Xia Hua was also very convinced that he couldn't even care about eating.

He glanced at it and saw that Manager Feng was holding more than a dozen consumables in his hand, standing in the corner of the house, without any sense of presence at all. Xia Hua suddenly felt aroused in his heart and hurriedly walked out.

At this time, the air-tight lead door was about to close, but Xia Hua quickly opened the door again, "Wait a moment."

Zheng Ren glanced at him and said lightly: "Hurry up, I'm going to step on the line."

"Oh, oh." Xia Hua, wearing a lead suit, brought a folding chair from the operating room, turned around and closed the air-tight lead door.

"Manager Feng, sit and wait." Xia Hua's politeness was filled with respect.

Feng Xuhui was shocked.

"No, no, Teacher Xia, I'll just stand here."

"Sit down, Xiao Feng." Zheng Ren said.

Usually in 912, everyone stood there, including the directors of various departments, and Zheng Ren never was polite to Feng Xuhui.

If even the directors of various departments and leaders of the medical department were standing, and a consumables vendor was sitting in the operating room, it would have caused public outrage and cut off Xiao Feng's future path.

Zheng Ren can't do such a domineering thing.

However, when the patient's family came out for the operation, Zheng Ren was a little surprised that he was so polite. But if this were the case, there would be no need to be humble.

It doesn't matter if you should sit.

Without asking why, he started stepping on the wire, holding a pair of bleeding-stopping pliers in his right hand, looking at the screen.

Gao Shaojie took a deep breath, twisted the guide wire with his right hand, and began to perform super selection.

"Ba~"

The hemostatic forceps hit Gao Shaojie's radial diameter process without mercy.

"I just said that here, there is a horn in the blood vessel, and the blood flow will change in the flow rate here. If you do this, the guidewire will inevitably touch the blood vessel wall, which may bring down the hardened plaques on the blood vessel wall."

Zheng Rendao.

Gao Shaojie didn't say anything and operated the guide wire more seriously.

"Bang..."

"It's wrong to operate here..."

While the operation was performed, Zheng Ren explained.

The anesthesiologist Lao Huang was refreshed and was usually in the Xinglin Garden surgery live broadcast room to guide the surgery.

I didn't expect Boss Zheng to give a so detailed speech.

Watching live broadcasts is a feeling, because there are only pictures, and Boss Zheng rarely opens the microphone.

Watching guidance surgery on the spot is another concept.

There were continuous sounds of sex, and when Boss Zheng knocked on someone, he was really merciless.

Looking at being honest and honest, he is really cruel.

The anesthesiologist Lao Huang thought to himself that Professor Gao’s level is generally recognized as high as everyone’s recognition. However, for Boss Zheng, there is no high level at all, and there are flaws all over his body.

Otherwise, Boss Zheng dared to perform a live broadcast of the surgery.

Although the anesthesiologist had no intention of hope that Gao Shao would be outstanding and ugly, he was also very happy to see Gao Shaojie, who was usually elegant and calm, being knocked into a dog on the operating table.

This guy, Lao Gao, knows that he is amazing. It seems that he is very familiar with Boss Zheng.

But after being knocked, how will your level improve? Anesthesiologist Lao Huang has some small expectations for this.

It’s a pity that the surgical progress is not like an animation. The microcosm can explode in one instant and undergo earth-shaking changes.
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