Qingcheng Hospital.
Intensive Care Unit 1.
On the hospital bed, a pale and tired man lay quietly with his eyes closed, falling asleep.
The man had just had the operation two days ago, and there were still many tubes inserted into his body. His slender arms hung down on his sides, his knuckles were clean and distinct, and he exuded a faint medicinal fragrance.
Outside the door, two burly men were guarding coldly. It was said that they were the man's bodyguards.
The patients who passed by did not dare to vent their anger. They all knew that this gentleman had a noble status. He was hit by a car accident three days ago and had a heart attack.
Zhu You, the director of surgery, performed this gentleman's operation that night himself.
However, after getting off the operating table, the man never woke up again.
At this moment, Gu Qiqi pushed the medicine changing cart and walked towards the No. 1 intensive care unit.
The bodyguard stopped coldly: "What are you doing?"
"Change the dressing." Gu Qiqi replied calmly wearing a big mask, only revealing big black grape-like eyes.
"Hurry up. Don't disturb my president"
"Um."
Gu Qiqi pushed the cart in neatly.
After closing the door, he quickly took out a disinfection bag from the trolley, spread it out, and it turned out to be a set of scalpels
She lifted the man's quilt and unbuttoned his hospital gown, revealing the wound on his left chest.
"The technique is still so poor." Gu Qiqi couldn't help looking at the traces of the vermilion oil surgery with contempt.
Regardless of the angle, depth, or suture technique of the knife, Zhu You is really not worthy of being a chief of surgery.
Not as good as her, a nurse with ten years of practical experience in surgery.
"What's more terrible is that the patient's left arm nerve was injured during the heart surgery. You pig, you don't even know that the heart nerve and the left arm nerve are connected to the same nerve after medical school? Is it okay to want the patient to be disabled for the rest of his life? Disabled is a trivial matter. This heart surgery is so scumbag, I think the patient will not survive seven days."
Gu Qiqi muttered speechlessly, and neatly sterilized the man's wound, raised the scalpel, and cut open the wound without hesitation.
A small pool of blood spurted out immediately
At the end of the corridor outside the door.
A row of burly men surrounded Zhu You, Gu Qiushan, Gu Meifeng and others.
At this moment, Zhu You is not as ferocious as he was when he faced Gu Qiqi. He nodded and bowed like a pug at the moment: "Secretary Jiao, the president's condition is really complicated, and we really tried our best."
Secretary Jiao said with a cold face, "The president hasn't woken up for three days and three nights. You told me that the expert team of the Imperial Capital tried their best to tell me on the phone that it must be because you didn't do the anesthesia properly and hurt the president's nerves."
With Gu Qiushan behind her back, Gu Meifeng quickly winked at Zhu You.
Zhu You understood, and slapped his head: "I'll call you the nurse responsible for anesthesia, and you can interrogate her yourself."
"Call it soon"
"But Director Gu, the trainee nurse is Gu Qiqi"
"What?" Gu Qiushan frowned, "Didn't she not be on duty that day?"
"She left after preparing the anesthetic." Zhu You lied.
"I remembered that when Qi Qi came home that day, she seemed to say that there was an anesthetic that she didn't know whether it was prepared properly, and she even asked Xuexue for advice." Gu Meifeng is a master of lying, and she said it vividly.
"What nonsense, you actually asked an intern to be in charge of the anesthesia for the CEO's surgery and wait for a lawsuit?" Secretary Jiao was furious.
Offending the honorable patient, Gu Qiushan was also angry: "Don't take that wicked girl back to me."
Gu Meifeng took the opportunity to fan the flames: "Qiqi hasn't been home for three days. It is said that she hangs out with many men outside. Now that I think about it, I might be afraid of anesthesia and being exposed, so find a man to relieve pressure, brother Qiushan, don't be angry."
"A wicked girl is really a wicked girl!" Gu Qiushan trembled with anger.
Behind the door of the ward.
Gu Qiqi saw this scene clearly through the crack of the door.