797 Would Like to Witness I (1/2)

Zhao Leyi walked into the Operating Area with his hands in his pocket.

The old senior nurse who was guarding the Operating Area asked with the tone exclusive to her, ”Doctor Zhao, are you here to watch a surgery? Is your code 175?”

Being the door guard of the Operating Area was considered a very good position for senior nurses to spend the rest of their careers. This position was also not suitable for nurses who got into the hospital through connections and thought highly of themselves.

So, the old nurses who found a way to obtain this position were usually very earnest and polite. It was normal for them to remember the codes of senior doctors or even ordinary doctors.

Zhao Leyi, though, was not really in a good mood. His expression was dark as he said, ”I'm not watching a surgery.”

”Oh, do you want a pair of scrubs, then?” The nurse's expression did not change. The nearer surgeons got to operating theaters, the more neurotic they became. Surgeons with dark expressions were nothing. There were surgeons who cursed other people or teased young nurses all day.

Zhao Leyi was not in a position to argue with the nurse. He hummed in agreement and took the pair of scrubs from the nurse.

He headed to the changing room and got changed. He then looked around as he entered the visitation room.

Ever since the newly-built visitation room of the Emergency Medical Center was open to the public, doctors from the entire hospital and even the whole province had graced it with their presence.

They got to watch surgeries from a high altitude. They could also enter and leave the visitation as they please, as this would not affect the surgery that was going on. No matter what was going on with the surgery, it would not affect the doctors in the visitation room either. All surgeons dreamed of showing off their skills to visitors in the visitation room.

For surgeons who had the desire to show off, they would not just dream of how cool they looked as they carried out surgeries. They would definitely include a high-end visitation facility like the visitation room in their fantasies.

However, ever since the visitation room was built, Zhao Leyi had never operated in Operating Theater 1.

He was an emergency physician, after all, and emergency physicians were known for being brutes. Hence, Zhao Leyi did not possess any surgical skills that he could show off. If a person was forced to point out an ability Zhao Leyi possessed that would allow him to be ranked on top of the hospital, it would be the fact that he had married a woman with a the greatest yearning for designer handbags among all the other wives of the doctors in the hospital.

”Old Zhao, you're here.” An attending physician who was sitting at the side greeted Zhao Leyi.

”Hm.” Zhao Leyi forced himself to utter a reply and nodded. He then found a seat and sat down. He pretended to be relaxed as he said, ”It's a little hot here, isn't it?”

”There's too many people around, and the air-conditioner can't handle it,” A doctor said and turned to smile at Zhao Leyi. He seemed to be a very well-mannered person. However, Zhao Leyi had never seen this doctor before.

Zhao Leyi suppressed his desire to ask the doctor where he came from. The doctor seemed a lot older than him, and since he was qualified to enter the visitation room of the Emergency Medical Center, Zhao Leyi reckoned that he was probably a chief physician from another hospital. He might even be from another province.

Zhao Leyi was not interested in the people who were here to watch Ling Ran's surgeries, anyway. He shifted his gaze to the operating theater.

As it turned out, Zhang Anmin was really the chief surgeon.

Zhao Leyi sucked in a sharp breath. He was a little impressed by Doctor Zhou, but mostly, he was just feeling jealous and bitter.

It was a left lobe hepatectomy, and no matter which hospital it was carried out in, it was considered a pretty high-end surgery. A person could even say that if a doctor who worked in a hospital that was smaller than Yun Hua Hospital was capable of performing left lobe hepatectomy, he could be considered one of the top doctors in that hospital.

Even in Yun Hua Hospital, which was a top hospital in the area with a lousy Department of Cardiovascular Surgery, left lobe hepatectomy was a high-end surgery which was only inferior to right lobe hepatectomy.

In other words, if it turned out that Zhang Anmin could successfully act as the chief surgeon of this left lobe hepatectomy, with the surgery having gone smoothly, it meant that Zhang Anmin's promotion to associate chief physician would not be slowed down by his skills.

Zhao Leyi's eyelids twitched a few times. He gulped and continued watching the surgery.

As he did not know how to perform hepatectomy, he was merely watching it casually.

However, after a person worked as a doctor for a long time, they would become very sensitive to things that happened during a surgery. Zhao Leyi could tell whether the surgery was going smoothly just by looking at Zhang Anmin's expression.

Zhang Anmin was practically smiling from ear to ear.

The surgery was going way too smoothly.