The little nurse saw Ren Haitao''s body slightly bent, motionless and stunned.


    Anesthesiologists and nurses in the operating room wear all kinds of flower hats, while Lai Haitao wears a disposable blue sterile hat. It''s like a black shepherd dog that fell into a sheep. You can see at a glance that it''s an outsider.


    Today, the biggest thing about Pengcheng people''s hospital is that Mr. Wu brings the medical team to do the demonstration operation. The director and head nurse quickly say the cocoon in their ears. After meeting, they must be polite and polite. No matter who they see or their age, they will call the teacher.


    However, the old teacher is too strange


    Shouldn''t we say hello in the corridor of the operating room, and then the foreign teachers go out all the way with the trolley case? If he is polite, he will say hello to himself. If he is impolite, it''s like he doesn''t see it. It''s not a problem.


    In front of the "teacher", his attitude is not only polite, but also a little humble.


    The little nurse said hello, Ren Haitao habitually bowed slightly, and then suddenly didn''t move. If he hadn''t kept his head down, the little nurse would have thought she was gone. But his appearance was not like greeting, but like saying goodbye to the body.


    "Teacher Ren?"


    The deputy director of the anesthesiology department also felt strange and greeted Ren Haitao.


    "Don''t talk," Ren Haitao whispered.


    "...." the deputy director of the anesthesiology department was stunned. What''s the matter?


    The airtight door of the operating room closed and the slight hum of the machine inside disappeared. Ren Haitao suddenly straightened up, walked to the airtight door and opened the door with his foot.


    "Teacher Ren, what''s the matter?"


    "I don''t know," said Ren Haitao. "What''s inside?"


    "Thoracoscopic segmental pneumonectomy," said the deputy director of anesthesiology.


    He is the successor of the anesthesia department of the people''s hospital. He is responsible for arranging the tables. He knows how many operations today.


    Ren Haitao opened the airtight door and saw someone looking at him. His waist immediately bent down and his face was habitually filled with small smiles, slightly humble.


    Seeing that he was wearing a blue disposable sterile cap, all the people who performed the operation knew that he was a foreign teacher. Some people say hello, while more people concentrate on their work at hand and ignore Ren Haitao at all.


    Glancing at the machine inside, Ren Haitao was confused.


    The patient has just placed in the left lying position. The assistant of the anesthesiologist is sorting out the infusion pipeline. The anesthesiologist is sitting and writing the anesthesia record sheet.


    The operator stood in front of the film reader to watch the film for the last time. The assistant had just finished brushing his hands and raised his hands in front of his chest to prepare disinfection and lay aseptic sheets.


    There is nothing wrong with the whole picture. It looks like a machine and works well.


    But what was the strange sound I just heard? Ren Haitao frowned and recalled the situation when he greeted the little nurse less than 1 minute ago.


    While walking with the anesthesiologist, he boasted that Mr. Wu was powerful and was in a happy mood. A nurse came out of the operation room. Seeing herself, she stood in front of the airtight door and said hello to the teacher.


    Should have said hello and left, but the next second, Ren Haitao suddenly felt a ripple in his heart.


    He didn''t see that beautiful girls couldn''t walk. Ren Haitao wasn''t Wei Dabao. He didn''t even look at the nurse


    He felt... He heard a strange voice. Ren Haitao is not sure. He just feels, seems, seems, seems... The sound is fleeting. Now he can''t remember what went wrong.


    Any special and strange sound in the operating room is fatal. As an anesthesiologist who has been practicing for many years, Ren Haitao not only sees six directions, but also listens to all directions.


    The detail was fatal, but Ren Haitao couldn''t tell what it was.


    After looking at the operating room again, I still didn''t find any problems. Everything was in order.


    The values of ECG monitoring were also very normal, and the patient''s breathing was 22 minutes; Heart rate 86 beats / min; The ECG showed sinus rhythm with uniform rate; Blood oxygen saturation 100%.


    Ventilator... No problem.


    Strange.


    Ren Haitao doesn''t think he heard wrong. As a cautious and high-level anesthesiologist, he has confidence in himself. Ren Haitao squints around looking for the wrong point.


    "Teacher Ren, let''s go. The dean is waiting." the deputy director of the anesthesia department is a little strange and politely greets Ren Haitao.


    "Director Liu, wait a minute," Ren Haitao said.


    "Teacher Ren, what''s the matter with you?" the deputy director of the anesthesia department looked around and didn''t see any problem. If there are some small problems, there must be. No matter who it is, it can''t be as standard and flawless as it is written in books.


    However, director Liu took a look and found that the basic aseptic principle had not been violated. Single chamber ventilation had been completed, the patient''s vital signs were stable, and everything was quiet. What is teacher Ren looking at?


    Liu, deputy director of anesthesiology department, didn''t talk much because Ren Haitao was not the operator during the mitral valve clamping operation, but he used transesophageal echocardiography to help the operator locate all the way.


    His B-ultrasound skills are particularly high, which is the guarantee for the successful completion of the operation.


    People with good skills are bound to be respected. At least deputy director Liu of the anesthesiology department admires him and wants to ask for advice on B-ultrasound skills. But I didn''t expect Mr. Ren to stand here motionless. I don''t know what''s on his mind.


    Deputy director Liu was eccentric. He looked at Ren Haitao from the side.


    The old man is 74 or 75 meters tall, but it looks a little shorter than the actual height. I don''t know why, his waist has always been bent, humble like the elder sister of the cleaner.


    But even a health worker would not be so humble as him.


    Liu, deputy director of anesthesiology department, even doubted whether teacher Ren was born with a pot, but the idea was to think about it. During the operation, teacher Ren devoted himself to echocardiography. His waist was straight and his air field was stressful. Compared with him in front of him, he was just two people.


    Maybe he was beaten too many times by the society, director Liu guessed.


    Ren Haitao wears a disposable blue sterile cap to cover the gray hair and the wrinkles on his forehead. But the deep furrows in the corners of his eyes made him look a few years older than his actual age.


    At first glance, he is just an ordinary little old man, humble and cowardly. He is thrown into the sea of street people. He belongs to the kind of person who can''t be found.


    They are ordinary and ordinary. They dare not answer back when they are bullied.


    However, Ren Haitao''s eyes narrowed and his eyes were slightly sharp and focused. I don''t know why Deputy Director Liu of the anesthesiology department had a different heart. He felt that Ren Haitao was like a floor sweeper in the eight branches of Tianlong.


    Strange


    What the hell is he looking at? Director Liu thought about many possibilities, but he couldn''t guess Ren Haitao''s mind.