I'm a crispy college student? It’s really hard to kill the whole network!

Chapter 72: People are unpredictable!
Li Guotai thought Wu Bin was losing his temper, so he comforted him with a smile:
"Classmate Wu Bin, we take the fact that you woke up during the operation very seriously, so why don't we bring Dr. He over right away to apologize to you?"

As soon as Li Guotai said these words, all the netizens in the live broadcast room were shocked.

"Damn it! You woke up in the middle of the operation? Did I hear you correctly?"

"In other words, during the thoracotomy operation on Angkor, Angkor came to his senses? Doesn't that mean he died of pain?"

"That buddy who said he envied Angkor before, is he still envious now?"

"Who dares to envy this? The top ten tortures are far behind this!"

Imagine that you are lying on the operating table, your chest has been opened, and the doctor is operating on you.

As a result, the anesthetic effect on your body is gone at this time, and your consciousness gradually returns to consciousness.

This picture is so beautiful that netizens’ scalps go numb just thinking about it!

Li Guotai said seriously: "This time, it is already considered a serious medical accident, so as the hospital, we have decided to use 500,000 to make mental compensation to you."

"At the same time, our hospital's internal meeting unanimously decided to fire anesthesiologist He Yong and no longer hire him."

I have to say that Li Guotai still knows the rules.

If you are wrong, you are wrong, no excuses or excuses.

Punish whatever you want.

Although after Wu Bin regained consciousness, the anesthesiologist He Yong immediately took remedial measures and removed the anesthetic.

But even so, Wu Bin still experienced tens of seconds of extreme pain, so much so that Wu Bin still has lingering fears when he thinks about it.

Plop.

He Yong knelt directly in front of Wu Bin's bed and cried loudly.

"Classmate Wu Bin, I'm sorry for you. This is all my fault. I don't deserve to be a doctor!"

He Yong is really regretful.

After all, he is studying medicine, and he knows very well how terrifying it is to have the patient wake up during the operation!
If the doctors around him hadn't been enlightening He Yong, He Yong might have been standing on the rooftop at this time.

Wu Bin originally had resentment in his heart.

But seeing He Yong, a grown man, crying so heart-wrenchingly that his eyes were all wet, Wu Bin still softened his heart.

"Forget it, you didn't mean it."

Wu Bin forgave him, but He Yong himself could not forgive himself. He cried so much that he almost collapsed.

Li Guotai made a gesture, and two nurses stepped forward to help He Yong up and took him out of the ward.

When other medical staff outside the corridor saw this, they all became nervous.

Why am I crying again.

Something happened to Wu Bin again?

After He Yong was taken away, Li Guotai sighed.

"Dr. He is actually a very good anesthesiologist, but he didn't expect that your resistance to anesthetics would be so strong."

"It will be troublesome for your kid to have surgery again in the future."

After hearing what Li Guotai said, Wu Bin directly put on the mask of pain.

"Dean Li, why don't you give me the anesthetic yourself next time? It doesn't matter if the dose is larger. Don't let me wake up. It really hurts."

Li Guotai waved his hand and refused.

He also wants to work steadily until retirement.

I don’t want to be like He Yong, who will lose his health when he gets old.

Li Guotai originally wanted to say a few more words to Wu Bin, but Professor Zeng, who was holding the materials beside him, was already impatient.

"Dean, we can talk about greetings later. We want to check on Wu Bin first to see how he is recovering."

Li Guotai nodded and took the initiative to give up his position.

The next second, Professor Zeng led a group of doctors and nurses to bring an instrument for measuring lung capacity and placed it on the bedside table.

The nurse handed a mouth mask to Wu Bin.

"Classmate Wu Bin, take a deep breath first, and then blow into it. Do what you can. If you feel pain in your chest, stop blowing."

Wu Bin nodded, and then took a deep breath.

Thirty seconds passed, but Wu Bin still held the mouth mask and did not move.

If Wu Bin hadn't been blinking, a group of people would have thought Wu Bin was asleep. Professor Zeng said from the side:
"Classmate Wu Bin, can you start playing?"

Hearing what Professor Zeng said, Wu Bin suddenly realized that he could not act too extraordinary.

After all, there is a live broadcast here. If another Bai Tianyi is attracted, how can I cope with it?

Thinking of this, Wu Bin took the mouth mask and started to exhale.

All the respiratory medicine professors looked at the readout with excitement.

After all, Wu Bin had been inhaling for so long before, so his lung capacity must be amazing!

Soon, the test data came out.

Seeing the numbers displayed on the readout, the smiles on everyone's faces froze.

"4...400ml?"

They even thought they were wrong.

Is this fucking serious?
Even if I fart, I have more lung capacity than you!

A group of professors scratching their heads is called anxiety.

"It shouldn't be. He took a deep breath for so long and only blew out 400 milliliters?"

"Is there an air leak somewhere? Should I check him again?"

"Is this instrument broken? Let's get a new one."

A group of old professors couldn't believe that Wu Bin could only blow out 400 ml.

After all, a normal person's fart contains 500 milliliters of gas. Your Wu Bin's breath is not as good as one fart. It would have been a long time ago. There is no way you are still sitting here eating apples.

Watching a group of professors analyze the reasons seriously, Wu Bin felt embarrassed.

He really wanted to hide his clumsiness, but now it seems that it has the opposite effect.

"Dean Li, how much can a normal person blow?"

Li Guotai looked at Wu Bin with a half-smile.

"A normal person can blow about 10000, and a more powerful person can blow up to 16000."

Wu Bin said oh, indicating that he understood.

Soon, a new testing instrument was moved.

Professor Zeng scratched his ears and said anxiously:

"Classmate Wu Bin, please play slowly this time, don't be in a hurry."

Wu Bin nodded, took the mouth mask, and started trying for the second time.

Only this time he kept his eyes on the readout.

Soon, the data for the second test came out.

Everyone was stunned, and then they were ecstatic!
"11000! Wu Bin was able to blow out 11000!"

"I knew it, I knew our operation was quite successful!"

"Quick! Record it! Now we have a scientific research paper!"

Seeing a group of ecstatic old professors, Wu Bin was stunned.

"Isn't it 10000 normally? I'm just 1000 more than normal. They don't have to be so happy."

Nurse Yin Yourong blinked at the side.

"No, the vital capacity of a normal adult male is 3500-4000. After professional exercise, it can go higher."

"The lung capacity of the world-famous swimmer Phelps is 15000. Your lung capacity can reach 11000, which is already considered the level of a professional athlete."

"what?"

Wu Bin's head was buzzing.

People’s hearts are unpredictable!
Lao Li and I have a heart-to-heart connection, and Lao Li and I are playing tricks on each other!
Bullying me for not having any medical knowledge, right?
Li Guotai patted Wu Bin on the shoulder and smiled meaningfully: "I believe in Wu Bin. His potential is definitely more than this."

"But I won't continue the test today. Let Wu Bin have a good rest."

Wu Bin was so angry.

You old man, you are so insidious!

(End of this chapter)