Normally, only the most brutal surgeons in Typhoon would beat and scold them on the operating table. And this kind of people are generally ignored. Doctors and nurses respect them on the surface, but hate them privately.
Even if she encounters a bad-tempered circulating nurse, there will be a lot of scoldings in the operating room with the surgeon who throws the instruments.
However,
Boss Zheng’s hemostatic pliers and the “rough” typhoon are known to everyone in 912.
But when everyone talked about it, they just jokingly said that Boss Zheng was young but arrogant and domineering, and that typhoons were not good. But there are many people who want to be hit with hemostatic forceps.
It’s just that Boss Zheng rarely knocks people.
Zhao Wenhua also thought that his level was much better than the bald training doctor from out of town in Boss Zheng's group. If I were to be beaten twice by Boss Zheng...
But I can only think about it.
Who is there today to receive the baptism of hemostatic forceps? Zhao Wenhua looked at it carefully.
"Gaha thing?" The professor heard a sound at the door, glanced at Zhao Wenhua, raised his eyes and asked.
During the earthquake relief, Professor Rudolf Wagner still remembers what Zhao Wenhua said about the medical team eating too much when Director Kong didn't come back.
Although the boss didn't say anything, the professor was not big-hearted. Every time he faced Zhao Wenhua, he would glare at him.
"Professor Rudolf, why didn't you come on stage?" Zhao Wenhua showed a gentle smile and did not mind the professor's tone. Seeing that he was discovered, he walked in.
"I'm going back to Germany. The boss said he's hiring two new surgeries and asked me to take care of them for a few more days. After I leave, there will be people doing surgeries." Professor Rudolf Wagner said, "Why, I'm not convinced. What are you looking at?"
Zhao Wenhua really wants to see you.
Forget it, let's just endure it and not be on the same level as an international friend. He comforted himself in his mind.
Professor Rudolf Wagner is tall and powerful, and he would suffer a lot in a fight.
Through the leaded glass, Zhao Wenhua happened to see Boss Zheng holding a hemostatic pliers in his hand. The pliers reflected the light of the shadowless lamp, like an artifact.
"Eat more and occupy more. As for you, what are you looking at?" Professor Rudolf Wagner said unhappily, "You haven't had any surgery?"
"This is not because Boss Zheng said that my diagnosis was wrong. I have some understanding and want to communicate with Boss Zheng." Zhao Wenhua was not satisfied with the word "eat more and occupy more", but he still said with a smile.
"Communication? You've seen the whole thing wrong, and communication is nothing!" Professor Rudolf Wagner's contemptuous tone was similar to that of Su Yun, "It's useless for you to squat here for nothing, the maknae is so blind. You can’t learn anything the boss says.”
Zhao Wenhua was stunned for three seconds.
Is Professor Rudolf Wagner scolding himself in Northeastern dialect? !
A wave of hot blood surged to the top of his head, and Zhao Wenhua felt like stars rising in front of his eyes.
No, my city should be a little deeper, a little deeper, Zhao Wenhua told himself in his heart.
He let out a long breath and quickly returned to normal.
"When I saw the fast in and fast out, I thought it was a malignant tumor. I was confused when watching the movie, as if I was blind." The professor continued to speak in fluent Northeastern dialect.
I endured it, Zhao Wenhua took a deep breath to keep himself calm, and then asked with a smile, "Professor Rudolph, who is the magician inside?"
Professor Rudolf Wagner was startled for a moment. He did not expect that Zhao Wenhua would change the topic so quickly.
"I told you he's new here." The professor ignored Zhao Wenhua and turned to watch the surgery.
The surgery was done slowly but steadily, step by step.
Doctors with professional backgrounds, especially those from top hospitals in the world, have their own advantages - solid basic skills.
After watching Xiao Zhou's surgery, dozens of machines were installed, and Lin Yuan was interested, she had simulated it countless times in her mind. When she got the chance to go on stage today, she didn't show any timidity at all.
Zhao Wenhua smiled and saw Professor Rudolf Wagner turning around to watch the operation. He stood next to the professor, smiled and looked at the "newcomer" doing the operation.
The artist didn't do it quickly, and you could see a hint of jerkiness.
An operation requires at least two points, Zhao Wenhua estimated in his heart.
But seeing the hemostatic forceps shaking from time to time, and the snapping sound echoing in my mind, I was really envious.
Zhao Wenhua also wants to be fucked by Boss Zheng twice, even once.
Alas, what a pity, who let me make a mistake before
He sighed inwardly, looking at the slightly clumsy operation of the operator displayed on the screen, feeling extremely regretful.
If there was another chance in the world, Zhao Wenhua would definitely not fall out with Boss Zheng because of that hospital bed.
Maybe... forget it, there is no regret medicine to take.
He saw that the time was up and his operation was about to begin, so he walked out quietly.
If we go back to the past and everything happens again, Zhao Wenhua feels that he will understand the key points of life.
Give all the beds to Boss Zheng and join his medical team. If that were the case, there would be no setbacks and no empty complaints.
After taking the first step, Zhao Wenhua sighed.
Unfortunately, there is no chance to do it again. It was impossible for me to bow down and bow down, I could only watch with envy and jealousy while others were being fucked by Boss Zheng, instead of myself being fucked by Boss Zheng.
Pulling himself together, Zhao Wenhua neatly completed three interventional embolization surgeries for liver cancer today.
The surgeries were performed beautifully, and one operation was performed every hour. Zhao Wenhua felt that he had been stimulated by Professor Rudolf today, and his skills had improved.
After finishing the last one, he tore off the sterile clothing, tore open the lead clothing with a squeaking sound, and hung it on the shelf.
Looking at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.
Three surgeries a day is still a bit reluctant, but I will do two surgeries in the future.
As I got older, I skipped lunch, and during the last surgery I started to sweat.
If this continues, the body will not be able to bear it. Interventional surgery is different from other surgeries in that it requires radiation. If it really takes a long time, don't get cancer.
But it's not impossible if he fools around hastily, but Zhao Wenhua can't get over that hurdle in his heart.
I would rather do less surgeries and earn less money, but I would rather be more precise and do one surgery at a time.
He turned around and left, but before he reached the first hand, he heard the voice of Professor Rudolf Wagner, "Boss, your nose is now done!"
Well…
Isn't that the new girl with a ponytail doing the surgery? Why did Boss Zheng come on stage himself
Zhao Wenhua was a little curious and took another look.
Boss Zheng walked out of the surgery room and said as he walked, "Fuguier, you go and send the patient, and I will explain the surgery to Lin Yuan."
"Okay!" Professor Rudolf Wagner lost the rebelliousness he had when talking to Zhao Wenhua before, and happily went to see the patient.
"Professor Zhao? What are you worried about?" Zheng Ren asked strangely when he caught a glimpse of Zhao Wenhua standing slightly inside the door.