"Teacher Ren, teacher Ren." Liu, deputy director of anesthesiology department, waited for half a minute, then whispered, "are you..."
"Director Liu, I don''t know either." Ren Haitao shook his head and said in a low voice.
"I feel something is wrong, but I can''t tell." Ren Haitao sweeps the "plants and trees" in the operating room again and again. Every item, every action and every value are checked again and again. But after watching it four times, I didn''t find any abnormalities.
Khan... Deputy director Liu Dahan.
I made a mistake.
Where is this floor sweeper? He''s obviously a nervous old man.
"Director Liu, have you finished your operation?" the director of thoracic surgery finished watching the film and was ready to brush his hands. Seeing director Liu and experts standing at the door, he said hello.
"Well, it''s done. It''s going well," said Deputy Director Liu.
"You two, this is..." the director of thoracic surgery asked suspiciously.
Deputy director Liu helplessly winked and motioned him not to ask. The chest director took a curious look at Ren Haitao and silently brushed his hands.
An outside expert, said to be Mr. Wu''s Royal anesthesiologist, stood behind and looked at it. It seemed nothing.
But the little old man... Looks strange, like an uncertain old professor in medical school, watching everyone perform surgery with his back to his hand. One mistake is a scolding.
Really, where did you find the goods.
The director of thoracic surgery sighed and took the time to brush his hands, hoping that he had left when he came back.
There are not many external experts in Pengcheng people''s hospital.
As the birthplace of reform and opening up, Pengcheng has money and shouted the slogan of Pengcheng people against the background of fleeing Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou to accelerate the absorption of talents. Pengcheng people''s Hospital, as the third class hospital at the local big brother level, ranks among the top ten in the country in terms of overall strength and can be called an aircraft carrier level hospital.
There are numerous experts and professors in the hospital, almost all of which are at the highest level in the country.
Because this is a demonstration operation, a brand-new operation, and Wu Mian leads the team, we have such a chance to invite outside.
The director of thoracic surgery was dissatisfied. He hurried away after the demonstration operation. Standing behind him, are you still going to teach yourself how to do segmental pneumonectomy?
Bullshit!
"Teacher Ren, let''s go." deputy director Liu whispered.
Ren Haitao moved his shoulder slightly and wanted to turn around, but stopped at the moment of moving.
No, the uneasiness at the bottom of my heart reappeared, but Ren Haitao thought it over many times and still couldn''t find a clue.
Deputy director Liu was quite helpless when he saw that Ren Haitao didn''t speak. If he doesn''t go, he won''t drag him away.
The atmosphere in the operating room... It''s embarrassing and weird.
Originally, lung segment resection was a "small" operation. After anesthesia, single cavity ventilation, the patient placed himself in a good position, went in with a thoracoscope, and cut the lung segment where the small nodule was located "Gaga" twice.
The whole operation, including anesthesia time and anesthesia awake time, generally takes only 1 hour.
When we were ready to start, we had a chat. The assistant opened the skin, punched the card, entered the endoscope, and then the director went on stage to cut off the small nodule. The operation process is relaxed and pleasant. During the awakening of anesthesia, the next patient will change people without changing houses.
But when Ren Haitao stood behind, the overall painting style changed.
No one spoke. Everyone bowed their heads and pretended to be busy. People who don''t have much life are also performing non physical performances, pretending to be busy.
Who knows what that strange old man is doing.
Deputy director Liu stood aside and sighed to remind Ren Haitao. However, Ren Haitao seemed not to hear it. His sharp eyes swept around the operating room, which was the opposite of his habitual humble expression.
When the mobile phone rang, deputy director Liu quickly connected the phone.
"Dean."
"Teacher Ren is watching the operation of thoracic surgery now."
"Er... I persuaded him not to go."
Deputy director Liu was dissatisfied, but he couldn''t say it. He was very oppressed. He didn''t carry Ren Haitao on his back and didn''t lower his voice. His intention to let Ren Haitao hear was quite obvious.
But after hanging up, deputy director Liu was disappointed.
Ren Haitao''s expression and action are still just like a robot. His cervical spine moves slightly. His eyes sweep from left to right and from right to left. He doesn''t know what he''s doing.
Really, how did Mr. Wu find a mental illness to be his royal anesthesiologist? Deputy director Liu said in his heart.
The level is high, but EQ is almost zero. After the demonstration operation, hurry to have tea, chat and fart with the Dean, have a good meal at noon, listen to the praise, and fly back in the afternoon. Isn''t it good?
Knowing that the deans were waiting, he was still standing here. It was
Oh.
Deputy director Liu sighed deeply.
But Ren Haitao was still embarrassed in the operating room.
The doctor of thoracic surgery was stared at by Ren Haitao, resulting in stiff movements. Even the shop list almost had a problem.
When the airtight door opened, Li Zhong rushed in and slapped Ren Haitao on the shoulder.
"Lao Ren, let''s go." Li Zhongfeng said angrily.
"Er..." Ren Haitao glanced at Li Zhong and shook his head slightly. "Director Li, I think there is a problem."
"Hmm? What''s the problem? What kind of operation is this?" Li Zhong asked.
"Thoracoscopic resection of the lower lobe of the right lung," the chest doctor immediately replied.
"What''s wrong with this kind of operation?" Li Zhong glanced at the ventilator and monitor and said indifferently. But then he thought of a question and asked the thoracic surgeon, "how old is the patient?"
"34 years old, female."
"It''s impossible to be so young. You can''t be hysterical when you''re old." Li Zhong angrily took Ren Haitao''s arm and ran away.
"Director Li, don''t you think something is wrong?" Ren Haitao stubbornly stood in place, still looking at the operating table and asked.
"No? What''s wrong?" Li Zhong said impatiently.
"Hello, can I have a look at the anesthesia record?" Ren Haitao really couldn''t find the problem. Now the chest Department hasn''t started the operation. If there is a problem, it''s also a problem of anesthesia, so he went to the anesthesiologist and bowed down and asked.
Ren Haitao''s action startled the anesthesiologist.
Not to describe, but really jump up. In the operating room, no one is so polite that he bends down and bows, as respectful as seeing the leader.
"Er, teacher, don''t... don''t be so polite." the anesthesiologist said quickly. "Anesthesia is nothing special. I haven''t finished writing the record sheet. How about dictation?"
"Please," Ren Haitao said.