Doctor of Healing

Chapter 115 Sir, Do You Like To Put Left Or Right

at the same time.

Ji Xiang is brushing his hands, ready to cooperate with Director Liu's operation.

Director Liu asked him to come here today from Mo Chenggui's men unreasonably.

Director Liu is very interested in this little trainee, he seems to have a smooth journey, whether it is Mo Chenggui, Senior Colonel Wang, or Mr. Wu, they all treat him very well.

Even Director Zhao Xiangming, who had just met and had a violent personality, bowed his head and obeyed his ears.

It's a bit weird and doesn't make sense, but Director Liu doesn't care much about it.

There's something interesting about this kid.

Coupled with the fact that he broke more than 100 records in the martial arts competition at the weekend, Director Liu was thinking about cultivating it.

If it works, it's not impossible to brush his face and keep him.

After all, even Elder Gu in Shanghai is optimistic about the young man, wouldn't it be possible to get on the line of Elder Gu by keeping him.

But Director Liu just thought about it casually. It is extremely difficult to keep a regular trainee in the Second Affiliated Hospital, and even his graduate students may not be able to stay.

The most important thing is that Director Liu thinks this kid is weird, and at the critical moment, he is a bit of a fool, and his technical level is ridiculously high.

The handwashing nurse is Tang Yan, that girl who drives a car more crazily than Senior Colonel Wang.

"Ji Xiang, aren't you in the same group as Colonel Wang and Professor Mo?" Tang Yan asked while arranging the surgical instruments.

"I asked Ji Xiang to come and help me." Director Liu replied on behalf of Ji Xiang.

"Ha, if I knew you were going to have an operation, I'd tell Sister Dali not to brush your hands." Tang Yan said.

"What, you want to dress my Xiaoji? Don't stretch your hands too far." Director Liu was talking nonsense while watching the film before the operation, without affecting each other, which is also a skill.

"Hey, Director Liu, have you ever received similar treatment?" Tang Yan asked with a smile.

"When I was young, I was also a little fresh in the countryside, kawaii in the city, and handsome. It's not that I don't know how active girls are." Director Liu confirmed the affected side again, checked with the anesthetist, and he was as stable as an old dog. .

"And then?" Tang Yan was curious.

"Once I went abroad to study, they had never seen such a spirited guy like me, and they were stunned by the itinerant nurse." Director Liu made the final confirmation, turned to brush his hands, and said with a smile, "Cleveland Medical Center The nurse stretched out her hand, guess what she asked me?"

"Hahaha, Director, amazing!" Tang Yan tidied up her equipment, laughed loudly, and waited for the last stalk.

"She asked me, sir, are you accustomed to the left or the right?"

After speaking, Director Liu left the operating room to brush his hands.

"What do you mean?" Tang Yan didn't understand.

The anesthesiologist connected the ventilator with a smile, "Yan'er, the urology department is just a bunch of stinky hooligans, don't talk to them, don't say a word."

The itinerant nurse laughed and went to count with Tang Yan without explaining.

"25, 26...Damn it! Director Liu meant that!!" Tang Yan suddenly exclaimed.

"Yan'er, what are you doing?" The itinerant nurse was taken aback.

"I didn't understand what Director Liu meant!"

"Oh, don't make trouble, where is the count?"

"25."

"Why do I think it's 26."

"Let's start from the beginning."

The door of the operating room opened, and Ji Xiang opened the door with his butt pouted, turned around and walked in.

"Doctor Xiaoji, your butt is quite upturned, and you can see that you are on stage." The anesthesiologist laughed.

"It's still troublesome. I think the kind of sensor door that kicked open before is fine, but the infrared one is a step backward." Ji Xiang said while putting on his clothes.

Seeing the itinerant nurse counting with Tang Yan, Ji Xiang narrowed his eyes, "Teacher, please help me tie it."

The anesthetist helped Jixiang fasten the belt of the sterile suit, "Dr. Xiaoji, I heard that you went to the martial arts competition on weekends and broke more than 100 records in a row?"

"Uh, um."

"Niu, no wonder Lao Liu wants to take you into surgery. Be careful Director Liu, he is good, but quite bad."

As he said that, Director Liu also walked in poking his ass.

"What are you talking about? You still wore crotch pants when my old Liu was the top three elites." Director Liu, an old driver who has been in the sewer for decades, never cared about driving. Saying these words is as simple and casual as eating and drinking .

He disinfected with a smile and put on his clothes.

"Check it again."

Ji Xiang went to disinfect, and Director Liu checked the patient's information with the anesthesiologist again.

"Director Liu, do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?" the anesthesiologist asked.

"Don't mention it, you must have OCD, otherwise how could you check it so many times." Director Liu said, "Now the nurses have checked it three times and eight times, and I need 28 pairs before I dare to perform surgery."

"I never heard that you cut the wrong waist."

"I didn't miss it, but I saw it. Otherwise, would there be such a big psychological shadow." Director Liu said, "I was a young doctor who just came to the clinic at that time, and I watched what happened to the old Professor Sun. Son."

"When I was drinking later, someone asked me, you can even cut the kidneys wrong, how did you grow your brain? Do you rely on photosynthesis?"

"Oh." The anesthesiologist sighed.

"Whoever does it knows." Director Liu said, "But this is not an excuse. Dim sum is better than anything else, right Doctor Xiaoji."

Director Liu intends to support him, and he doesn't mind impressing Ji Xiang with this seemingly useless but sick clinical experience.

"Yes, Director." Ji Xiang said while sterilizing, "I also heard that a long time ago, it seems that not long ago, a doctor was drunk and went to the emergency department to cut the appendix, but he cut the wrong side. I’m so sorry to make another cut.”

"I'll go, that's okay, isn't it a surgeon!" The anesthesiologist was surprised.

How this little Pearson talks about medical malpractice is like making up.

"He started to smooth out the intestines, poured them out, and then found the appendix and cut them out. Later, it seemed that the patient had a serious intestinal obstruction, and he suffered a lot." Ji Xiang stood in the position of the assistant, and talked about a system in a calm manner The "story" that the NPC told him.

This kind of story could also be called an accident.

"I'll be careful, Director."

Director Liu was taken aback, and the speed of putting on gloves was a little slower.

"Dr. Xiaoji, is your brain...is it pierced by the soul?" The anesthesiologist asked, "This kind of old accident takes at least 30 years, and now all appendixes are cut through laparoscopy, and most of them are inserted through the navel. Can't be wrong."

Director Liu also thinks generally.

Ordinarily, Jixiang’s teachers should be young people during his internship. They are good at laparoscopy, Yishui laparoscopy, and few people perform the ancient open appendectomy.

Ji Xiang has heard of this kind of accident, this kid is quite gossip.

Putting on his clothes and standing in the position of the surgeon, Director Liu suddenly remembered that Director Zhao was scolded like his grandson yesterday, and his heart shuddered.

He glanced at Ji Xiang and saw that there was nothing unusual about him, but he was still a little uneasy.

(End of this chapter)