Chapter 112： Why dont you know (1/2)

”Hello, please give us a lot of advice.” Ueda Yongren stood on the main knife, bowed to Director Pan and other people in the opposite direction, feeling very excited.

This level of flexor tendon suture is a rare major operation in his own right.

Umeda yelled at the thought that such an operation could be performed every day in the future.

”So, I started.” Ueda Yoshihito seriously worshiped.

His expression made Director Pan think of last night's banquet, and Ueda Yongren said the same: I started.

Daydreaming, Ueda Yongren can't wait to cut it.

Operate.

Pull hook.

Peel the tendon.

Suture.

Sew again

Stitch it all up

When the operation was announced, Ueda Yongren Shuang's liver tremor couldn't help but bow again: ”Everyone, thank you, thank you, your cooperation is great.”

”Dr. Ueda did very well, too.” Director Pan looked up at the time and sewed a finger for four and a half hours, which is a good result for doctors who have just started tang suture.

The anesthesiologist Su Jiafu yawned.

Today, he is doing anesthesia for a medical doctor from Japan. In order to give face to Yunhua Hospital, to face anesthesia doctors in China, to give face to Chinese people, he is awake all the time, staring at the monitor without blinking. Dog blood is almost exhausted by adjusting the dosage of the medicine at any time.

The length of the operation is not long enough.

It's like the headmaster suddenly gave nerves to the students. A group of students had to spend some energy to listen to the class. Originally, they only wanted to pretend to be tens of minutes. Who can think of the headmaster being connected?

Su Jiafu yawned again. Anesthesiologists are on duty 24 hours a day, but 24 hours awake is 100% peony.

”Dr. Su, please bother you today.” Dr. Ueda thanked a medical staff member and a medical staff member who came to the anesthesiologist and was still meticulous.

Su Jiafu waved his hands indifferently, saying, ”Nothing is bothersome. It's just a matter of internal affairs.”

”Thank you very much, Dr. Su for your approval.” Ueda bowed again. ”Originally, it was planned for 4 hours of surgery. I didn't expect to delay for half an hour. I'm sorry, I will try to ensure the time later.”

Su Jiafu looked at Director Pan with a strange expression.

The latter laughed and said, ”The Japanese anesthesiologist is very fierce, especially harsh on newcomers. He is afraid you will scold him.”

Su Jiafu's prolonged sound of ”Oh”, then asked: ”Can you scold?”

Director Pan froze, smiled, and pointed at Su Jiafu: ”You young people, we don't understand the humor now.”

Su Jiafu turned his back on his lips. The maximum operation time he expected was 3 hours. Where he wanted to get the last 4 and a half hours, he disrupted the plan, and it was really cursable.

However, for the sake of Japanese friends, Su Jiafu can only return a smile.

”Dr. Su, can I ask you for the next operation?” Ueda Yongren bowed again in the spirit of not bothering the two masters.