Xie Yiren called the scrub nurse in the operating theater and brought the operating box to clean up the instruments and send them to be disinfected for future use.
"Boss Zheng, sorry to trouble you again today," Chief Wei said very politely.
Zheng Ren felt that something was missing and was deep in thought.
"Boss Zheng?"
"Uh, I feel like I've forgotten something …" Zheng Ren said helplessly.
It was right in front of him, but he could not remember it.
"I heard from Doctor Su that there seems to be a demonstration class at the Imperial Capital's Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery today. Is it about this? "Chief Wei reminded him.
"…"
He was so happy with the surgery that he had completely forgotten about the lecture. Zheng Ren quickly took out his phone and called Su Yun.
"Boss." Su Yun's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.
"The surgery is done. How is it over there?" Zheng Ren asked hurriedly. "I'll rush over now."
"Why are you rushing over?" Su Yun's mocking tone could be heard clearly even through the phone. Zheng Ren's fingers moved as if he was holding an invisible hemostatic forceps in his hand and was about to hit Su Yun.
"The demonstration is done. It's fine. Stay at home," Su Yun said. "By the way, Lil Fugui said that he wanted to take a look at the operating table in the afternoon. I asked him to contact you."
"Who did the demonstration? You? "Zheng Ren asked.
"Who else could it be other than me?" Su Yun said on the other end of the phone. One could imagine that he must be blowing at this moment, the black hair on his forehead fluttering like seaweed.
"Alright, we'll talk when we get back." Zheng Ren hung up the phone.
Su Yun's skill level was very high. Such a demonstration dissection was not difficult for him at all.
However, Zheng Ren was not sure to what extent Su Yun could do this time, but from his tone, it should be perfect.
"Boss Zheng, look at this mess." Chief Wei was a little embarrassed. He knew that the abdominal cocoon disease had delayed Zheng Ren's lecture.
"It's fine. Su Yun is done." Zheng Ren smiled.
Su Yun? Chief Wei thought of Su Yun and had some doubts. Could his assistant teach Boss Zheng's class?
He was afraid that the lecture would be a little confusing and the audience would not be satisfied. In short, he owed Boss Zheng a big favor for this matter.
'Boss Zheng's surgical skills are so high. Why is he intervening?' Chief Wei was a little distressed.
Zheng Ren exchanged a few polite words with Director Wei and said that he had something to do. He did not wait for him and went down on his own. Director Wei had to take off her stockings, and it was more troublesome and time-consuming.
When he returned to the ward, he saw Chang Yue standing in the corridor, talking to two tall and strong men.
Zheng Ren suddenly remembered that they were the family members of the patient he had taken in yesterday. He was suddenly worried that the two hot-headed men would quarrel with Chang Yue because they couldn't think straight.
However, Chang Yue was relatively short, but in front of the two of them, she had a certain bearing. She was like a teacher praising a student, smiling and saying something.
As for the two brutes, their waists were slightly bent and they seemed to be fine.
After a moment of hesitation, he chose to trust Chang Yue's communication skills and walked into the doctor's office.
Liu Zewei was writing the medical record. Zheng Ren glanced at it. It was the preoperative instructions.
Zheng Ren saved a copy of all the related surgeries in the folder. However, Liu Zewei clumsily typed word by word, using the legendary One Finger Zen Kung Fu.
"Old Liu, there's a document." Zheng Ren sat in the sunny spot, so comfortable that he wanted to stretch his back.
"Ah? Boss Zheng, you're back. "Liu Zewei was too focused. When he heard Zheng Ren's voice, he turned around and said.
'Seriously, there's no need to be so focused on writing a medical record.' Zheng Ren only found it interesting.
"There's a document. Just fill in the name and other information," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"Oh, as I write, I think about the surgery process and the complications it will cause." Liu Zewei smiled foolishly. "Isn't there no surgery? Brother Yun told me that doing this will replay it in my mind over and over again."
As he spoke, Liu Zewei touched his bald head, a little proud.
"Brother Yun said that this is a simulated surgery. If you do it often, you can slowly improve your surgical skills. As for how much you can improve, it depends on the quality of each person. "
"Oh," Zheng Ren said indifferently.
Liu Zewei was a little surprised. He felt that Su Yun was right.
Since he had decided to grind his skills, he would grind it bit by bit. However, Boss Zheng's attitude seemed to be a little disapproving.
However, it was no wonder. Boss Zheng's level was high, so he probably did not need it anymore.
However, he did not know what Zheng Ren was thinking. With Su Yun's talent, it was possible to simulate imagination. But for the others … It was better to use surgery to grind.
"Old Liu, did the family of the patient we accepted yesterday cooperate?" Zheng Ren asked.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Liu Zewei's face, but he immediately turned around, sat up straight, and said, "When I went to communicate, the patient's family was very uncooperative."
Zheng Ren knew what he was implying, so he did not say anything. He only looked at Liu Zewei's bald head and was a little worried. This way, it did not seem like it would increase his charm.
"The patient's family is also considered a weirdo. At first, I was worried that there was something wrong with the family, so I took the initiative to communicate with Doctor Chang. But no matter what I said, they didn't seem to understand, "Liu Zewei said very seriously. Liu Zewei said very seriously, "I've also encountered some patients who can't be communicated with, but these two brothers are the best."
"After that, Chang Yue went?"
"Yes, after that, Doctor Chang went." Liu Zewei smiled to hide his confusion. "It's strange. Those two brothers suddenly seemed to have become different people. They could understand everything I said."
"It's good that they can understand," Zheng Ren said.
"Chief Zheng, Doctor Chang is really the best doctor in charge of the bed." Liu Zewei was a little emotional. "In all these years, I've never seen anyone with better communication skills than her."
"It's okay, it's okay." Zheng Ren felt lazy under the sun. He did not eat lunch, so he had completely forgotten about it.
He took out his phone and chatted with Little Yiren for a while. She was waiting to eat with the nurses in the operating theater. It was said that the chief of the obstetrics and gynecology department was on stage, and the surgery would take two or three hours.
It was about this time, but they were doing destructive surgery, so it would be a little faster than his own surgery.
Xie Yiren reminded him that he must eat. Zheng Ren agreed and forgot about it after putting down his phone.
"Chief Zheng, the patient's side is just short of the surgical signature," Chang Yue walked in and said to Zheng Ren with a straight face.
"Surgery … Surgery …" Zheng Ren knocked his head and had a headache.
"Chang Yue, how are the patient's family?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Other than the fact that their brains aren't spinning, everything is fine."
Uh, this was called fine?
Zheng Ren could roughly understand what Chang Yue meant by 'their brains aren't spinning'.
It was that no matter what he said to them, what appeared in their minds would always be their own subjective consciousness, refusing to accept anything new.
This kind of person was the most difficult to communicate with. To a certain extent, they were even more difficult to deal with than people who pretended to be confused.
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