The so-called senior cadres ward, as the name suggests, is a ward specially provided by the hospital for leading cadres! The ward where the old man of the Wu family lives belongs to the senior cadres in the senior cadres ward!

With the rank of an old man of the Wu family, even though Wang Yiqing is wearing a doctor's signature coat with an expert doctor's sign hanging prominently on his chest, this ward is not something you can just enter!

When Wang Yiqing came to report the surgery plan last night, she was blocked from the door by two guards in casual clothes. This time was no exception. As soon as Wang Yiqing walked to the door, the two guards with piercing eyes were on guard.

Put out your hand and stop it!

Wang Yiqing loosened his collar uncomfortably and whispered that he had something to do and wanted to see the patient's family. When the slightly older guard came in to report, he took a deep breath and stopped scolding him for a while!

Fortunately, the affiliated hospital is small, with only a few special cadre wards on the top floor at most. It is not like a sanatorium for cadres, where doctors accompany you all day long and serve you like ancestors.

The ward door quickly opened from the inside. With a friendly smile on his face, Wu Jiahe asked Wang Yiqing to sit down on the sofa in the small living room. He helped Wang Yiqing make a cup of tea and leaned slightly on the sofa. He looked majestic and direct.

Let's get straight to the point, "Director Wang, I just heard Xiao Liu come in and say that there seems to be a change in the surgery schedule? What's going on?"

Wang Yiqing lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, pretending not to notice the impatience between Wu Jia and Mei Feng, and took a deep breath. It was indeed a good tea. The fragrance of tea suddenly filled the small living room, mixed with the fragrance of imported fruits piled high in the corner!

As for those high-end supplements piled up casually, Wang Yiqing didn't dare to look at them. If he just took out a gift box, his monthly salary might not be enough!

Having worked in the affiliated hospital for more than ten years, the hospital is considered to be Wang Yiqing's territory, but every time he comes to the senior cadre ward, Wang Yiqing has to sigh. It is the smell of disinfectant all over the room, otherwise, the size of the ward is like a fine decoration

Although the suite is small, it is well-equipped with a ward, a small reception hall, a bathroom, and even a small tea room.

Hearing the director Wu snorting across from him, Wang Yiqing quickly gathered his thoughts. He was so nervous that he didn't care about the hotness, so he picked it up and drank it. The light bitterness of the tea calmed Wang Yiqing's mind, and he briefly explained the purpose of his visit! [

Wu Jiahe listened quietly to Wang Yiqing's explanation without saying a word. His fingers tapped on the coffee table slowly and unhurriedly, falling on Wang Yiqing's ears as if they were hitting his heart hard. He did not dare to look directly at the gloomy and ugly face of Director Wu.

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The Wu family didn't even turn their eyelids, and I was really annoyed with the director of surgery of this affiliated hospital! It was Wang Yiqing who didn't arrange it properly. Professor Stephen must have misunderstood, and the change of surgery was the result of Professor Stephen's protest!

"Director Wu, this is the situation! Do you see?" Wang Yiqing quickly finished explaining in a few words, shrinking his head like a quail, feeling relieved!

Having held a high position for many years, Wu Jiahe has long been accustomed to the obedience of people below him and to figuring out his own thoughts. It has been so many years since he was so helpless. Wu Jiahe breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his face became more and more complex when Wang Yiqing asked for his opinion.

It's embarrassing, and it's not easy to see Wang Yiqing as well.

Wu Jiahui, who didn't know when he came over, immediately started shouting, "What? Another day? Change the surgeon? Weren't we already arranged it just now! Xiao Wang, what is going on in your hospital! Where is the director, please look for

Come here, your dean! So, how old is that Du Xuanjin before he can enter the operating room and perform surgery? Do you know that you are looking down on human life?"

Wu Jiahui almost pointed at Wang Yiqing's nose! However, her domineering shout immediately alerted the old man's filial grandsons and daughters who were surrounding the hospital bed!

"Boss, what's going on? Just let the hospital arrange the surgery! And Jiahui, this is a hospital, not at home. Who allowed you to speak in such a bossy manner!" Mr. Wu suddenly opened his eyes while he was taking a nap.

, although the voice is low, it is powerful.

After saying that, he closed his eyes slightly and leaned on the bedside. He waved his hands vigorously to signal the group of grandsons and daughters who were only caring about their filial piety and blocking the air to go back. Showing their filial piety was not at this moment. Although his body was useless.

However, if your eyesight is not blurry, you can still see the true and false feelings! In the eyes of outsiders, the Wu family is prosperous, but in fact the good and the bad are mixed!

The eldest brother has become a full-fledged politician, the second child is mediocre in talent, and the third child is talented and retains a bit of true character, but he is just idle all day long and does not do his job...

The old man was wearing a quilt, his eyes were slightly closed, and he had collected all his thoughts, but his face looked a little helpless and decadent!

Wu Jiahe glared at his sister, smiled apologetically at Wang Yiqing, turned to the old man and whispered back, "Dad, it's okay! Director Wang is here to discuss the details of the surgery!"

Wu Jiaxing, who was standing among a group of nephews and nephews, helped the old man tuck in the quilt and said, "Dad, I'll go over and ask! The Du Xuanjin that the eldest sister mentioned is the newlywed wife of Zhai Yaohui, the second son of the Zhai family, whom I mentioned to you that day! I

I made special inquiries a few days ago and found out that Mr. Han also suffered from heart disease back then, but it has not recurred in these years. It was Xiao Du who brought him back to life! And Mr. Wang, it is said that he was suffering from cancer back then!"

Mr. Wu closed his eyes and waved his hand gently.

Wu Jiahui was scolded just now. After listening to the third child keep saying good things for the little doctor named Du Xuanjin, he gave Wu Jiaxing a look, muttered, and sat down on the sofa next to him. He didn't dare to say anything anymore.

!

Wang Yiqing glanced at the old man on the bed over there without leaving any trace. He breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice, "Director Wu, actually, Professor Stephen and Du Xuanjin just now are not doctors in our hospital. Professor Stephen is Du Xuanjin."

They were invited from abroad, and after repeated requests, we agreed to perform several surgeries as guest surgeons in our hospital![

After a while, Du Xuanjin was replaced as the surgeon, and it was also Professor Stephen's efforts! Du Xuanjin's traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture skills are amazing, and she once rescued a cardiogenic shock patient in the emergency operating room. Moreover, Professor Stephen and I were abroad

We have worked with many similar cases! You can rest assured!”

Now that he is riding a tiger, Wang Yiqing is trying his best to put money on Ya'er! Of course, most of these words are for himself! After all, Wang Yiqing has never seen Ya'er holding a scalpel!

Wu Jiahe was still knocking on the coffee table, but he didn't know when the worry and suspicion on his face had subsided. Rather than being persuaded by Wang Yiqing, it is better to say that Wu Jiahe has more confidence in the internationally renowned Professor Stephen. The well-respected professor always

I won’t take the surgery lightly to get angry.

"Since it was Professor Stephen who tried his best, we will trouble Comrade Du Xuanjin soon!" Wu Jiahe ignored Wu Jiahui, glanced at Wu Jiaxing, the third child, and no longer hesitated! The Zhai family has always been low-key, so they went against the Zhai family's behavior.

, Wu Jiahe also has a little more confidence in the little doctor named Du Xuanjin!

"Okay! Then I'll go down and prepare for the operation! I'll arrange for Mr. Wu to undergo anesthesia in a moment!" Wang Yiqing was taken aback, and he agreed very brightly. Without much gossip, he hurried downstairs to make arrangements!

When Wang Yiqing came out of the ward, he was still a little doubtful. He had just escaped death, right?

Wang Yiqing went downstairs top-heavy. In the small conference room, Ya'er and Professor Stephen had already adjusted the surgical plan.

Although it may sound childish and imprudent to temporarily exchange the identities of the chief surgeon and the first assistant before entering the operating room, the old man and the young man have worked together many times, and when they put on surgical gowns, they were confident.

Look and smile!

Preparations for the operation were proceeding in an orderly manner. When the patient who had undergone anesthesia arrived on the operating table, Liu Chaodong and others silently entered the operating room surrounded by an old man and a young man in front!

The door of the operating room was closed tightly, and the three words "Operation" lit up!

The operating room was solemn and solemn, with only the sound of ticking medical equipment in my ears! In front of each other, Liu Chaodong and several others who had taken the work of the nurses all glanced at the doctor with their hair tied up high, only showing a pair of eyes.

Du Xuanjin.

Everyone clearly remembers the first time they stood in the position of the surgeon with their own scalpel, but the first time the surgeon was responsible for this complex and large-scale operation, everyone couldn't see the expression on Du Xuanjin's face clearly.

Even after a long time, I still remember those bright and calm eyes.

Under the surgical mask, Ya'er took a deep breath, looked up at the shadow lamp on the operating table, and stood at her own position as the surgeon.

What caught everyone's attention was that what Ya'er held in her hand was not the wavy scalpel, but the familiar row of sterilized gold needles!

Ya'er applied acupuncture at more than a dozen "points" on the patient's hands, feet, head and even chest. Everyone was stunned, and the medical equipment showed that the various characteristics of the patient's body surface declined steadily and orderly until they reached the lowest level.

, as if falling into hibernation!

Until the cold sound of the scalpel scraping against the skin was heard in the operating room, all the experienced people were suddenly shocked and did not dare to be distracted for a moment.

Under the shadow lights, everyone is in order. The patient's chest has been opened and extracorporeal circulation is being implemented. The various data on the medical equipment that everyone is familiar with about the physical characteristics seem to be particularly well-behaved today.

On the operating table, it can be said that you are racing against death! During the operation, when extracorporeal circulation is implemented, the surgeon is most worried about various sudden complications.

Even when the patient's various physical features on the operating table seemed to be in a state of slumber, no one dared to be distracted. It wasn't until they came out of the operating room that everyone suddenly realized it!

No wonder Professor Stephen can reduce the risk to the greatest extent and buy more time for the operation.

The author has something to say: I took a good two days of rest over the weekend, and my body seems to have recovered a lot! When my health is better, I will work harder!

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