I hide the white roses behind me

Chapter 33
"Thank you doctor! Thank you doctor!"

Supporting the excited middle-aged man, Lin Zengxian, who had just walked out of the operation area, felt his feet go weak, and almost stumbled backwards.

"We just did what we should do. The safety of the patient is the most important thing. Now you follow the reception nurse to go through other procedures. The patient will then be transferred to the ICU. The operation was successful, so you can rest assured."

Rarely, Lin Zengxian completed a complete long sentence alone, adjusted his tired expression, and tried his best to make himself look more friendly.

"Okay, okay, thank you doctor!"

Suppressing his emotions, the middle-aged man bowed again and again, wiped away his happy tears, and left with the reception nurse.

Standing behind Lin Zengxian, Jin Zhixun and Nan Jiaen saw him motionless, looked at each other, raised their feet to the side, and stretched out their hands to support his arm.

The patient was originally admitted by the Department of Respiratory Medicine. After intervention by the Interventional Department, surgery was recommended, and finally he was transferred to the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department. He has a history of cervical neuroendocrine disease for more than 20 years, has undergone four operations, and has recently experienced repeated hemoptysis.

Whether it was Jin Zhixun, Nan Jiaen, or other residents, they all thought that Professor Cui would be in charge of this patient, and the hospital would set up a special team to assist him.

As a result, there was no movement at Professor Cui's side. After the consultation, the patient's operation was handed over to Lin Zengxian.

As Lin Zengxian's de facto students, Nan Jiaen and Jin Zhixun felt a little "sweaty" for Lin Zengxian before the operation meeting.

God knows what this young chief surgeon has experienced before. In fact, in terms of age, it is enough for Jin Zhixun and Lin Zengxian to call him "brother".

As a result, under the premise that the patient had "dense adhesion between the upper lobe of the left lung and the roof of the chest and multiple hemoptysis, and had undergone bronchial artery embolization and local chemotherapy", it took twelve hours from anesthesia to the end, Lin Zengxian With the surgical team he selected and formed, he successfully completed this thoracoscopic left lower lobectomy.

"Teacher, are you okay?"

Nan Jiaen poked her head to observe Lin Zengxian's expression.

"It's okay, just, tired, rest, that's all."

The long sentences are gone, and Lin Zengxian is no longer in the state of facing patients and their families. Lin Zengxian has returned to the mode of calculating the length of daily speech according to the number of words.

However, the word "rest"...

Nan Jiaen blinked her eyes, but didn't understand why it was so good. The word had a taste of Quanzhou dialect.

what's the situation?
If you want to speak, speak Seoul dialect, don't learn any dialects.

Which guy taught Mr. Lin?

"Rest, rest, shall we take you back to the office?"

Although seeing Nan Jiaen let go of his hand quickly, Jin Zhixun still supported Lin Zengxian's arm, and moved his steps carefully with an attitude towards fragile objects.

"I'm not a patient, I'll go back by myself, and you go about your business."

As his emotions rose, Lin Zengxian's local speech speed gradually became "outrageous". He gently patted Jin Zhixun's hand away, and looked at the resident doctor with flat eyebrows, feeling worried for a while.

Two or three years later, if he leaves by himself, if this guy continues like this, won't he be taught a lesson every day by the next teacher?

"Jian, you go to the ICU and follow."

Originally, I said before that Jin Zhixun should follow up the whole process, but now seeing Jin Zhixun still standing there, Lin Zengxian raised his finger and pointed to the back of the patient's family, and asked Nan Jiaen to follow up.

"You, watch the video of this operation carefully, and pay more attention."

Seeing the nurses also walked out of the operating area, Lin Zengxian patted Jin Zhixun on the shoulder, shook his head and walked away.

Jin Zhixun was left standing alone outside the operation area, rubbing the back of his head with a wrinkled expression.

Before entering the operating room, the sun is outside the window;
After leaving the operating room, the moon is outside the window.

Back in the office, Lin Zengxian lay down on the sofa, picked up the mobile phone that had been "living" alone in the office for more than ten hours, and his heart skipped a beat.

[Doctor Lin, when I came home from the itinerary, I brought you food by the way, but the person who opened the door was a middle school student, do you still have a younger sister? ]
The contact note of this new "LINE" message reads "baked glutinous rice balls", and it was sent early in the morning.

I was too lazy to change the name, and directly used the first letter of the smart input method to pinyin, which caused Kim Taeyeon to always exist as a food name in Lin Zengxian's mobile phone address book.

younger sister?

Oh yes, Jimin is at home.

[Doctor Lin, I seemed to speak a little dialect when I taught you that night, don’t follow me. ]
This one was sent in the afternoon.

What?
Which sentence is dialect?How could I tell the difference.

Forget it, as long as you can understand.

[Doctor Lin, can Cui Shengjing really return to work now? ]
This one was handed out in the evening.

Cui Shengjing, the assistant of Kim Taeyeon, the first patient Lin Zengxian treated after they came to this city.

If it was just the first two messages, Lin Zengxian probably wouldn't be in a hurry to reply, after all, he can only understand it now, and he can't type it himself.

However, the third message was related to a patient who had been discharged from the hospital before. Lin Zengxian called out his mobile phone address book, so he didn't plan to wait.

beep...beep...

buzzing...

"Ace..."

Lying on the bed, Kim Taeyeon, who was playing mobile games, was at a critical point when a sudden call interrupted her "although clumsy, but the power of krypton gold is enough" operation.

When she saw the caller's name clearly, she barely held back the swear words that she almost finished speaking.

"Cough... Doctor Lin?"

Clearing her throat, Taeyeon raised the phone to her ear.

"Is there anything new about Cui Shengjing's patient?"

It could be heard that the voice on the other side of the phone was very tired, and while Kim Taeyeon was stunned by Lin Zengxian's "outrageous" speech speed, she couldn't help but soften her heart.

When she was in the hospital, she had seen Lin Zengxian's hard work and responsibility firsthand. People are full of flesh and blood. Although Lin Zengxian was annoying when he nagged her, it was all for her own good. She would not fail to understand this.

"No, Shengjing is fine. I just want to ask if she can go back to work? I advised her to rest for a while, but she wants to go back to work."

The doctor's responsibility and concern for her relatives and friends made her tone soften with her emotions. Kim Taeyeon turned over and sat up, even with a more formal expression.

"Okay, don't be very tired, pay attention, rest, everything will be fine."

Knowing that the patient was fine, Lin Zengxian heaved a sigh of relief, the speed of local speech gradually decreased, and the sentences were broken down into vocabulary arrangements again.

"puff……"

Hearing the word "rest" which she inadvertently taught into the Jeonju dialect, Kim Taeyeon, who subconsciously relaxed her emotional control because she was at home, couldn't help laughing.

"I see, thank you, Dr. Lin."

Hastily pursed her lips, and swallowed the rest of the smile, Kim Taeyeon did not give Lin Zengxian any space to speak, and added another sentence.

"You, the same, also need to pay attention to rest."

After a full [-] hours of high-intensity surgery, Lin Zengxian, who was so exhausted that he didn't have much energy to speak, didn't mention Kim Taeyeon's laughter just now, but nagged the former patient again.

There are some hoarse, tired voices that sound like they are about to fall asleep.

"Ok, I know."

The lines of eyebrows and eyes relaxed slightly, and Kim Taeyeon responded softly.

Gently, as if he couldn't bear to disturb a person who was about to fall asleep.

(End of this chapter)