MTL - Returning to ’90s, She Became Famous in Major Surgical Fields-Chapter 3787 【3787】touch chance

  Put on the stethoscope, Mr. Zhang listened to the heart and lungs of the injured after the operation, and then observed the various numbers displayed on the instrument. Finally, he turned his head and looked back at the severed finger that the wounded had just connected. Those small gray eyes were shrewd and shone like night stars.

   Don't act too hastily. Whether the operation of the wounded is ultimately successful or not needs to be observed for a period of time before a conclusion can be drawn. Of course, the boss's experience and medical talent cannot be compared with ordinary people, and the results of the surgery can be judged based on the current situation.

   For this reason, Zhang Huayao's eyes matched Ren Zhelun's.

  I hadn’t been at the surgery site before and didn’t see the operation process, so I could only ask the person who performed the operation for verification. It is most appropriate to ask Zhelun Ren, who is the closest and has the clearest observation throughout the whole process.

  When the eyes of the two met, the two pairs of eyes flashed the signal like lightning and thunder.

  Boss Zhang: Did you see how she damaged the blood vessels?

  Big Brother Ren: Yes. You are right.

  What is the right way?

  The most powerful part of the old Youtiao Junior Sister is probably the blood vessels.

  For a surgeon, especially a cardiac surgeon who is responsible for the human circulatory system, how to perform surgery to ensure the smoothness and balance of blood flow in blood vessels is very important. Whether this aspect is done well or not can be seen to the extent of a heart surgeon's ability.

Um. Mr. Zhang can see and hear that the blood vessels are well connected through the condition of the heart, lungs and fingers of the injured after the operation.

  The reason why the two bosses looked anxiously at each other was because tonight's accident made them inadvertently seem to be able to touch the probability of the success of the upcoming robotic surgery.

  Put down the stethoscope, Mr. Zhang waved his arms high, and greeted a group of people: "Go for supper, I treat you."

   According to the order of Leader Zhang, the canteen master of the hospital has already made supper and sent someone to the emergency department. The speed is comparable to that of doctors in emergency situations.

  Dr. Li Shunkang sent a student to **** the postoperative patient to the ICU together with the anesthetist Dr. Tang and nurses.

  Xie Wanying and the others are young people who will have to make up medical orders and write surgical medical records next.

   "After eating, we can go to work." Mr. Zhang said to the young people.

  Eat a supper for ten or twenty minutes. If you don't waste time, the most important thing is to save people.

  Xie Wanying raised her hand and reported to the leader: "I'm going to visit the students first."

   "Student?" Mr. Zhang may not have reacted, and there was a question mark in his eyes, wondering if she was not on duty tonight, so there are some students following her.

   Xie Wanying blinked twice and reported to the leader: Your nephew.

   (Zhang Shuping: It's over, my uncle must have seen Dr. Xie's operation so successful, his brain was too excited, and he forgot me in the back of his head.)

  I could imagine the black line in my nephew's heart, but Mr. Zhang didn't dare to say no, so he asked her to go find someone.

   At this point, Xie Wanying parted ways with the others and walked all the way to find the students. On the way, she took out her mobile phone, ready to call Luo Xiaomei.

   It is one of the doctor's responsibilities to inform the patient's family members of the patient's injury in a timely manner. It's just that I was busy rescuing patients before and didn't have time. Once I have time, I must do this important thing in accordance with the law.

  Thinking of the death of both parents of the brother and sister, only each other is left to support each other, and as a result, things go wrong again and again. Xie Wanying's heart is heavy. If you see more in the clinic, you will find that the difficulties of poor families are often more likely to be unlucky than the rich.

  He bowed his head and walked.

   A voice came from behind: "What's the phone number?"

   is the voice of Senior Brother Ren.

  Braking her feet, Xie Wanying turned around and confirmed whose phone number Senior Brother Ren wanted from her.