It will affect the interests of the donor's father, and the teachers and classmates of the recipients will naturally be unhappy. Protect the interests of the donor's father, so that they can continue to receive large donations in the future. The investment in medicine is huge and endless.
Of course, doctors, teachers, and classmates all know that they must protect those who are knowledgeable about medicine.
"Director Cao." Director Li asked Cao Zhao for his opinion again. If they need support from other aspects of the hospital, just say so.
No comments, no comments at all. The biggest comment is whether the media and gossip crowd at the door can be driven away. It is really eye-catching.
But they are the least able to do anything about this kind of thing. It is said that Mr. Zhang from Guozhi, who is known as the old and spicy poison king, has always been unable to deal with these people. Even if the police come, they may not be able to drive these people away.
There are good and bad ways for the media to stay here. The good thing is that it helps them spread the actual news and prevents them from spreading rumors. The bad thing is that it puts too much pressure on the medical staff.
Cao Zhao was quite worried about whether his colleagues in the emergency department could withstand the pressure, and whether the young doctors around him could withstand the pressure. He turned around and glanced at the three young doctors behind him.
The look back from the two leaders in front made the three young doctors straighten their backs.
Director Li laughed and waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, relax. You have to play songs when you enter Director Cao's operating room."
Xie Wanying's eyes lit up as the fairy brother listened to music while undergoing surgery.
In Guoxie and Beidu, because the teachers she followed were basically serious, she never met anyone who played music. Before I went to the orthopedic surgery table with Teacher Chang, I heard that Teacher Chang could sing, but she never heard of it, which made her a little disappointed.
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(Chang Jiawei: Thank you, classmate, you actually want to hear me singing on the operating table???)
It was out of curiosity. She wanted to try for herself what kind of feeling and impact playing music would have on surgery. People said that playing music in the operating room had a magical effect.
Without classmate Xie beside him who was full of research, when classmate Pan Shihua heard the news about this man playing a song in the operating room, he could only think of the devil song from hell: Scared! In this case, he would rather not do it.
At the top of the stairs, Director Li went back to his office to work.
Cao Zhao led the three "children" downstairs. He took out his mobile phone and saw that someone had called before and he had no time to answer. When he found out it was his younger brother's phone number, he sighed in his heart: His younger brother must be dying of panic when he saw that he didn't answer the phone.
I'm so anxious.
When he called his second brother on the way and didn't answer the phone for a long time, Cao Yong knew that something must have happened.
"Maybe he is busy with rescue work and has no time." Zhu Huicang comforted him and said.
Putting down his cell phone, Cao Yong finished observing the traffic jam in front of him, turned the steering wheel, and parked the car in the nearest parking lot.
"Cao Yong——" Zhu Huicang was surprised when he saw his action, "This place is far away from Shou'er."
It may be several kilometers from here to Seoer.
"You can either stay in the car." Cao Yong didn't say a word to him, took his coat and got out of the car, slamming the car door.
"How could I let you go alone?" Zhu Huicang shouted, jumped out of the car and ran to chase him.
The two of them were walking like a whirlwind.
The closer we get to the entrance of Seoul Children's Hospital, the sight of people and cars squeezing in front of us makes people chatter.
Zhu Huicang wiped his sweat and felt a little scared. Generally, if a hospital is blocked by people like this, something big must have happened inside, and maybe someone is dead inside. He turned to his old classmate Cao Yong and asked, "What should I do?"
