166 A Talk about Diseases (2/2)
”Boss Shao has congenital heart disease.”
”They had cured him of that in the past.”
”But it's still a high-risk factor.”
”Young Zheng, you're really good with CPR. Go and make preparations.”
The doctors ate the new plate of beef tripes that were brought to them. They made their analysis severely, as if they were performing a consultation.
This was normal, a regular departmental-level consultation would require two or three attending physicians to hold it.
However, the resident doctor who had been ignored by the side spoke falteringly at that moment, ”Say, do you think that Boss Shao is just wiping his hands on his scarf?”
The doctors stared at Boss Shao.
After a moment, the doctors let out collective oohs and aahs.
Ling Ran looked at Boss Shao's abdomen with a look of pity.
If he truly had colitis, then Ling Ran could have used the new technique he just learned.
He never performed any laparotomy before. If he had to start with appendectomies in his journey into laparotomies, then he would need to accumulate a number of surgeries before he could perform the tougher laparotomies.
Even a specialist knew how to perform certain laparotomies. The General Surgery Department was known as the General Surgery Department because it was the foundation of all surgeries. All surgeons knew more or less how to perform them.
”Your barbecued meat is done.” Boss Shao brought some skewers of meat over, then gave the doctors half of them.
The doctors stared at him with burning eyes.
”You can take more once I finish barbecuing new skewers. They won't taste good if they get cold.” Boss Shao was ready to distribute the remaining skewers in his hands to the other guests sitting at the other tables.
The doctors scrutinized Boss Shao.
Boss Shao felt a little guilty, separated another ten skewers, and placed it on the doctors' table. He said, ”Eat first. If you don't have enough of them, call me.”
The doctors discussed among themselves with just their gazes.
”Um… My facial color is okay, right?” Boss Shao looked into the mirror.
Some of the doctors nodded, but some shook their heads.
Boss Shao's expression immediately changed.
Right then, the doctors who nodded just now shook their heads, but the doctors who shook their heads just now nodded.
Boss Shao became anxious. ”Just what is…”
*Thud.*
A dull sound rose in the restaurant. A few seconds later, an employee called out calmly, ”Boss, Third fainted.”
The doctors stood up in a flash. Only Doctor Zhou habitually shrank a little into himself.
Zuo Liangcai and Zheng Pei, who sat at the furthermost end of the table, swiftly went to the spot where the accident happened.
After a while, the two of them brought back a plate of beef tripes.
”Heatstroke.”
”He fainted due to the heat.”
Almost at the same time, the two of them said sentimentally.
For some strange reason, Boss Shao felt a weight being lifted off his shoulders. He quickly turned around and continued barbecuing meat.