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Surgery is over.

Feeling the respectful gazes beside him, Ye Ping'an smiled, nodded to the medical staff such as the anesthesiologist and assistant physician, and walked out of the operating room.

I felt this kind of gaze once in the 'next door' hospital a few days ago.

Very cool!

But Ye Ping'an is tired now.

No matter how tired you are, there are some things you have to do as a 'doctor'.

For example, see family members.

In the past, I heard my senior teacher say something interesting.

The chief surgeon will receive red envelopes and gifts from the patient's family before the operation.

I don't know when this 'rule' started.

And this rule is not set by the doctor, but spontaneously by the patient's family.

Even if you don't want something when the patient's family sends you something, you must accept it.

Otherwise, they will be uneasy.

People are like that.

It is wise to think that if you send money and gifts, the doctor will treat the patient well.

It will also be considered that the process of surgical treatment will be stronger than that of other patients.

On the contrary, if you don't accept it, they will be frightened and worried that you will not operate the patient properly.

Some doctors with bad medical ethics and medical style have also been cultivated, and they regard this kind of thing as normal.

Of course, there are always some scumbags in every industry.

There are yin and yang in the world, and people are divided into good and bad.

Who can tell.

Outside the operating room, when Ye Ping'an walked out, more than a dozen sharp gazes came to him.

It's not a good feeling to be surrounded by a dozen policemen.

Even if you haven't done anything wrong, you still feel hairy in your heart.

"The operation was a success!"

Taking off the mask, Ye Ping'an grinned at the Criminal Investigation Chief.

The serious face of the criminal investigation team leader showed ecstasy.

The other police officers cheered.

"thanks!"

The brigade commander stretched out his hands and firmly grasped Ye Ping'an's palm.

"Don't thank you too soon."

Ye Ping'an shook his head with a smile, "Although the operation was successful, the injured person is still in a critical period. As long as the infection does not appear and it survives, it will be fine. It should be me who should say thank you, if there is no police, military, Country, we can't enjoy today's peace and prosperity!"

This is not commercial bragging, but the fact that it exists.

Police, a high-risk occupation, the number of deaths every year across the country is terrifying.

Although it is a profession, people are indeed using their lives to maintain social security and stability!

"Don't say that."

The captain bared his teeth and smiled, "The angel in white is helping the wounded and dying every day. We should thank you!"

While speaking, the brigade captain raised his hand, and a stack of money fell into Ye Ping'an's white coat pocket.

"..."

Ye Ping'an's mouth twitched.

You are so embarrassing for me.

"Uncle, don't make trouble!"

Ye Ping'an was about to cry, and quickly took out the money in his pocket and returned it, "I really want to accept your red envelopes, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep in the future. Please, let me sleep well?"

"Hahahaha!" The police officers all laughed.

"That's fine, I'll treat you to a meal then, is that okay?"

The captain laughed.

"Of course it's fine." Ye Ping'an also smiled.

"I haven't asked yet, your surname?" the captain asked with a smile.

"Don't worry, Ye Ping'an." Ye Ping'an said with a smile.

"Good name."

The captain nodded, "Peace, peace, peace... My name is Chen Guolong. If you need help in the future, feel free to speak!"

Then he said a phone number.

"Definitely not angry!"

Ye Ping'an nodded, wrote down the phone number, waved his hand, turned around and walked not far away.

If you don't go, you can't go. A large group of hospital leaders at the other end of the corridor are standing there, looking at him.

The scene is grand!

The beautiful senior, Yu Xiaoyu, looked at him with resentment in her eyes.

Is this going to be a tribunal?

Ye Ping'an smiled bitterly, knowing that something would happen the moment he entered the operating room.

I just didn't expect to be alarmed by so many leaders.

"Hello, Director."

Ye Ping'an walked over with a smile, first glanced at his immediate superior Zhao Jun, and then looked at the dean and others, "Good leader."

"good!"

The dean looked at Ye Ping'an with a smile, and extended his hand kindly.

Ye Ping'an had no choice but to stretch out his hand and shook it.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the photo of the dean hanging in the hall, he wouldn't even recognize him.

"Young is good, very aggressive."

The dean shook Ye Ping'an's hand and released it, then said with a smile, "If you need anything in the future, feel free to speak up. Our hospital can satisfy you, and we will try our best to satisfy it."

Ye Ping'an had a black question mark on his face.

The dean is gone.

A large group of directors, great doctors, and physicians all smiled and nodded at Ye Ping'an who was stunned.

In the blink of an eye, everyone except Yu Xiaoyu and Zhao Jun left.

It was as if these people passed by just to look at him.

"This is, what happened?"

Ye Ping'an looked at the senior with resentful eyes.

"Hmph, I'm cleaning you up after get off work."

Yu Xiaoyu was angry and turned away.

Intense lemon extract full of flavor.

I'm so...

Ye Ping'an rolled his eyes and looked at the director.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jun's first sentence almost made him kneel.

"Xiaoye, the seat of the director of surgery, are you interested?"

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