Two days later, Zheng Ren and Su Yun came to the operating room.

The preoperative examination of the parasitic fetus was completed, and there were no surgical contraindications. It was arranged to be performed after Zheng Ren had tips today.

It was not a live operation, but Zheng Ren greeted Director Xu and asked Lao He for anesthesia.

As soon as I entered the operating room, the singing of good luck came out.

Su Yun frowned and said, "Old He, I want to change the song, and the singles are not as circulated as you do. I have listened to them many times, aren't you disgusting?"

Lao He just smiled and said, "The anesthesia has been completed and the patient is in a stable state."

Su Yun did not go to brush his hands as soon as possible. He took out a U disk from the pocket of the isolation suit and shook it at Lao He.

Old He was also helpless. Brother Yun didn't want to hear good luck, but Boss Zheng never said how to change the song. What else can he do?

He wanted to change it, so he asked him to change it, but he didn't change it anyway.

"What should I listen to? Let's play it randomly." Su Yun changed the U disk and clicked to play randomly.

As for what song it was, Su Yun didn't care.

Zheng Ren didn't care even more. He couldn't hear the sounds around him in his ears. He recalled the scene of his injury in his mind, and repeatedly reminded himself that the operation must be done slowly and slowly.

Quan Xiaocao was going to clean his hands and disinfect him. Zheng Ren said: "Xiaocao, don't do this surgery."

"Ah?" Quan Xiaocao was stunned for a moment.

"Are you brave?"

Quan Xiaocao shook his head in confusion. Su Yun smiled and said, "If you are brave, you won't be so timid. You must be very young."

"Then you go down and do it. Be careful with this operation, let's do it slowly." Zheng Ren said.

After hearing Boss Zheng's words, several people on the operating table were stunned.

Feng Jianguo suddenly realized that the nurse who was exclusively equipped with Boss Zheng did not come on stage. Yesterday, he asked Director Xu for the only male nurse in the operating room to match the platform.

Isn’t it just a parasitic fetus? It would be scary? Feng Jianguo was a little confused.

Quan Xiaocao was a little reluctant, but she was so cowardly that she didn't have the courage to deny Boss Zheng's statement.

"Xiaocao, don't worry, the boss either chases you off the stage or is worried that the parasitic fetal surgery will look weird." Su Yun smiled and comforted Quan Xiaocao.

"Oh." Quan Xiaocao's voice was trembling.

"You can just watch it, just don't cry after you finish it." Su Yun said, "Brother Feng, I've gone to brush my hands."

After saying that, Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to brush their hands together, and the "strange" music echoed in the operating room.

The background music is no longer good luck, which makes Lao He a little dazed.

When Su Yun changed the music, Lao He didn't pay much attention to it, but once he was about to open the stage, he looked at the numbers on the ventilator and monitor, and heard strange music in his ears, and always felt that something was missing.

When brushing hands, disinfecting, and laying orders, everything was natural. But Lao He looked at the operating table and felt uneasy, afraid that something would happen, and always felt that something would happen today.

It shouldn't be true, Lao He was also a little puzzled.

Boss Zheng is so posing. Although parasitic fetus is rare, there is nothing special about surgery.

It must be some mysterious statements in the medical industry, Lao He thought to himself.

For example, you must not be idle when you are on duty. Once someone says that, then wait until dawn.

When I was on duty in the past, Lao He had a habit of not taking off his socks and sleeping.

This is a summary of experience. If you take off your socks and sleep, you will come to the emergency room at night! This is a lesson from blood and tears, and Lao He will remember it in his heart for the rest of his life.

Could it be that good luck will make this song become an objective rule?

Lao He looked at the instruments around him calmly and began to check whether there was any problem with the instruments like obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The main one is the ventilator, all kinds of pipes and lines are stable, there is no water accumulation in the pipes, and the airway pressure is normal.

Lao He figured out what he was responsible for and then stopped talking.

You can't tell Boss Zheng just because of a guess in your heart. The legendary witches who say unlucky words were burned to death.

Uh... I can't think so, Boss Zheng has now performed surgery on the witch.

With Lao He's random thoughts, the operation began.

However, Boss Zheng's behavior is like a mouse before an earthquake, and it will always indicate something, Lao He was nervous.

Open the skin and mouth, although it is not the mouth of heaven and earth, it is almost the same.

In the history of surgery, the more detailed the surgery is, the less trauma is. Now I rarely see the surgery in Tiandikou, and Lao He has found some evidence.

However, what Boss Zheng did in the operation was so beautiful. He cut open, separated layer by layer, opened the abdominal cavity, and exposed the location of the parasitic fetus.

It looks like a tumor, with a translucent membrane on the outside, and you can vaguely see an object in the shape of a fetal body with an incomplete body.

Lao He looked at the parasitic fetus and felt a little panicked.

"Slow down, Su Yun, especially you." Zheng Ren said, "I will come when you separate, don't do anything."

Su Yun was a little surprised, but didn't say anything, but nodded.

Zheng Ren reached out and after two seconds, the instrument nurse asked, "Boss Zheng, do you want big tweezers or hemostatic forceps?"

"Blunt scissors."

With the scissors slapped in his hand, Zheng Ren began to separate bluntly.

At this moment, the sound of the background music suddenly changed.

The last song was finished, and this song... felt a bit strange and strange.

The noise and the distortion of the guitar came out, and then a pause was made, and the cold and lonely music sounded, like a haunted one.

Old He was stunned for a moment, tightened his isolation suit, and he felt a little cold.

"Brother Yun, what kind of music is this?" Lao He asked in a low voice.

"Have you heard of the red wedding dress?" Su Yun lowered his head and watched Zheng Ren doing a blunt separation. He casually answered Lao He's questions, paying attention to not appearing in places where his eyes cannot fall.

The boss doesn't know what he thinks, and he can always foresee danger. Su Yun has thought about many possibilities about this, but none of them meets the guesswork.

Anyway, it's right to be obedient, this surgery must be strange.

"Red wedding dress? Why is this musical style?" Old He asked when he saw Quan Xiaocao standing behind Boss Zheng, his body began to tremble faintly.

Not saying anything at this time, even anesthesiologists like Lao He who have been through the battlefield can't hold on.

md! No wonder Boss Zheng had to chase Quan Xiaocao down before opening the stage. Such a gloomy operation and such gloomy background music were really a waste of time.

"Music at the beginning of the century, the work of Mr. Wu Hongfei. It is said that this song has been banned and is a banned song." Su Yun said casually: "And the rumors in the world are rumored that this song has scared people to death."

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Chapter completed!