Live Surgical Broadcast

"Go in the afternoon, let's finish it." Zheng Ren asked.

Su Yun looks like a fool looking at Zheng Ren.

"go."

"Why go?" Zheng Renyi.

"Be a head t and see if there is anything in your head."

"..."

"Can you be a little bit forced?" Su Yun said angrily: "You are a wounded person, still thinking about wearing a lead coat for surgery? Lying on the operating table is lying confused, still want to go up? Is it OK to go to a scene? You are resting here."

"Not so serious." Zheng Ren shook his head. "I just want to hear the contents of the meeting."

"Maniac." Su Yun said coldly.

After a few stalemates, Su Yun saw Zheng Ren insisted, and he took tetanus antitoxin out. Although he does not want to do anything now, but as a flawless assistant, what to do, he is still subconscious to complete.

Before the meeting, I will definitely send out preparations and other things. Since Zheng Ren is going, I will go.

Su Yun is also very helpless.

"This, I will call Zheng boss." Su Yun handed the tetanus antitoxin to the students on the chest surgery.

In the large-scale top three hospitals in the Imperial Capital, there are not many “home” doctors, heavy duty, medical records, and surgery. Many of the work is done by advanced students, graduate students, and doctoral students.

Today, the second-line class of the hospital always went to iu to take care of Fang Lin, leaving only one student in the family responsible for housekeeping.

"Good." The trainee on duty is nearly forty years old. His face is black, very thick and very stable.

After taking the tetanus antitoxin, he suddenly smiled and said: "When I first came, I heard the story of Yun Geer, you are a legend. I want to have half of your skills, and I have long been out of the small hospital at home. ”

"Which mouth is owed to children." Su Yun looked cold and arrogant as always.

"I heard them talk yesterday, Yun Geer, you found a small boss. I still feel weird, who is so arrogant." The thick face with a smile of sunshine, "Sure enough, Tai Te Forced."

Su Yun was in a bad mood. He walked out like he did not hear him.

The middle-aged uncle who is studying is not unhappy. What can he say about such enchanting characters with such talents?

"Old Han, what are you smirking?" The nurse on duty asked to drop back to the treatment room and asked.

Because Fang Lin was injured, everyone’s mood was somewhat depressed.

"No." Saying, Lao Han walked into the treatment room and found a 1l syringe, ready to go for a skin test.

"Hey? What are you doing?" The nurse was surprised.

"Take Zheng Boss skin test tetanus." Old Han Shunkou replied.

"Let's let me go." The little nurse rushed to handle the drip needle, squeezed the old Korean, and grabbed the 1l syringe from his hand.

"..." Old Han is puzzled. Do you want to help yourself? How to look at the expression of this little grandmother, she seems to have the same **** vengeance.

"Do your job well." The little nurse said, and then went out with a disinfection tray with iodophor, cotton swab and syringe.

The little nurse came to the duty room and took a few deep breaths outside the door, only to knock on the door.

It is so strange to knock on the door of the duty room or knock on the door so gently.

Night shift, when the patient has something, knocking on the door and calling the front line staff to get up, it is called a rough, where is now so gentle.

"Please come in." Zheng Ren's voice came out.

"Zheng Zong, I will give you a skin test." The little nurse put on a well-behaved smile, came to Zheng Ren, put the plate in his hand, and smiled and said.

"I am bothering you." Zheng Rendao.

"You are too polite."

The clothes of Zheng Ren’s body have been cut and thrown away. Now wearing a Su Yun coat, it looks a bit strange.

The little nurse pulled over Zheng Ren's hand and tightened it. The right hand skillfully picked up the 1l syringe and started subcutaneously injecting a small amount of tetanus antitoxin.

“I don’t feel well, tell me right away.” After the completion, the little nurse smiled and said: “Zheng Zong, what about your mobile phone?”

"Here." Zheng Ren took out the phone, some doubts.

He did not have a power-on password. Zheng Ren felt trouble and was completely unnecessary.

"I will get it." The little nurse opened the phone, opened WeChat, found the QR code, and then took out his mobile phone and added a friend of Zheng Ren.

Everything went in one go, and Zheng Ren did not respond.

"There is something, micro-I." The little nurse finished, and ran out of the smoke.

After a few minutes, Zheng Ren still has some arrogance. Is this the first time that a girl wants to be WeChat?

It doesn't seem to be the first time. In Haicheng, the little girl with a ponytail is called... right, called Liu Xinyi, and she has to go through her own WeChat.

The girl looked familiar, when did she meet?

After thinking for a long time, Zheng Ren couldn’t think of it. Just don't think about it, and began to honed the local anatomy of the prostate.

"Old Han, you go and look at it." The little nurse ran out of the duty room and confessed to Lao Han.

The old Korean smile promised, the nurses of this family are much more powerful than the trainees~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Laohan never thought about what to win. Come out for further study, and make a few good wishes. If you want to ask a teacher to do surgery in the future, it is convenient.

If you offend the nurse, although it will not be necessary to see you later, please ask the professor to do the surgery and change the situation a bit more.

The little nurse went to the treatment room to deal with the sharps. When I recalled the morning shift, I saw the scene of Zheng Ren’s hand-stopping the blood on the flat car. The **** body showed a kind of peace of mind, unconsciously, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Su Yun came back, watching Zheng Ren said: "Don't go to the afternoon meeting, I will take you to Xiangshan and go to Miyun Reservoir to play." Said to be playing, but Su Yun did not have a good tone to reveal his inner truth. Thoughts.

"The emperor is learning, just to open a meeting, no big deal." Zheng Ren said slowly.

"Hey, are you slightly hurting the fire line?" Su Yun's tone became more and more embarrassing.

"Skin trauma, nothing." Zheng Ren smiled. "Three days of antibiotics, a shot of tetanus, after seven days, the line was broken, nothing."

"I said it in the group, they want to see you." Su Yundao.

"..." Zheng Ren's hand is stiff.

"Do you owe children, why do you say this?" Zheng Ren seldom sees anxiously.

"I was persuaded to go back." Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren, sneer. "You don't look at the phone?"

"Some dizzy, did not see." Zheng Ren listened to Su Yun said, only slightly put down the heart, take out the phone, open WeChat.

Inside the small group of the department, hundreds of chat records, densely packed, looked at headaches.

Su Yun shook his head and was already poor. He really didn't know what way to communicate with Zheng Ren.

After the duty room was silent, Zheng Ren picked up his mobile phone to read the chat record. Until the old Han came over and confirmed that the skin test was all right, he slowly put the phone down.