Junior Sister and Senior Brother Cao had a clear understanding of each other, and they could all guess this. Huang Zhilei, the matchmaker, was extremely happy. So he helped Senior Brother Cao put away the phone, patted Song Xuelin's back with his left hand, and said: "Get off the stage. I'll do it for you."
There is a car sent by the director parked at the entrance of the hospital. The head nurse is waiting for you in the car with all your belongings."
When Song Xuelin was patted on the back by his senior, he straightened up and quickly stepped off the stage. While saying "I know", he ran out of the operating room, taking off his gloves and surgical gown as he ran. The clean and orderly movements made everyone
Not a second is wasted.
Standing opposite, Lin Hao watched him turn around and transform into the Flying Tigers, with a look of astonishment in his eyes. This talented man from Beijing usually looked like an old man with a lot of ink, like an old man engaged in literature and art, but no matter how hard he said it, he turned into Baidu.
Mi Fei Ren.
Li Chengyuan took the mobile phone handed back by Huang Zhilei and took one more look at the Huang Daxia.
It turns out that this guy showed up late because he was following Cao Yong’s instructions to arrange vehicles and personnel. It can only be said that these insane brothers are very thorough in their work and don’t let anyone know about it in advance, which shows their careful thinking. Maybe Cao Yong didn’t want to be at this juncture.
There are other extraneous matters. Sometimes the more people know about it, the less good it is. It will cause everyone to crowd together and make suggestions and it will be a mess. For example, when I treated Teacher Lu last time.
At the door of the operating room, Qi Yunfeng and several staff members were waiting for the co-workers, patiently waiting for the results of the operation. Suddenly, a young doctor rushed out of the operating room, and soon disappeared in front of them like a ray of light.
"Oh, could it be that the situation inside is not good?" Lao Xu looked back at the operating room worriedly. It didn't seem like a good thing for the doctor to run out of the operating room.
Qi Yunfeng thought about it and said, "Someone may need a doctor to go over and rescue him."
Huh? Several other people in the company were surprised to hear what he said.
It should be. Qi Yunfeng said calmly: "Doctor Cao did not come out from inside." Cao Yong's technical ability is very strong, and it is unlikely that he will seek other support. On the contrary, the possibility that others will need to ask Cao Yong for help is too high.
Famous doctors are very busy, much busier than his boss.
Their boss knows the doctor very well. Lao Xu and others suddenly remembered a rumor. Someone once said that Qi Yunfeng was going to apply for medical school, but for some reason he failed, and instead studied finance to become their boss. This rumor may be
It makes sense. Qi Yunfeng has a very strong interest in medical school and is very happy to fund projects for medical school.
Song Xuelin didn't dare to catch his breath as he was running away. He ran to the door and saw the eye-catching gray car from a distance. It was said to be Dean Wu's own car. He asked his secretary to drive over quickly and send doctors from his hospital to rescue people.
The head nurse of neurosurgery stood by the car door and raised her hand to him: "Doctor Song."
Without slowing down his legs, Song Xuelin rushed all the way to the car and got himself into the car before stopping without taking a breath. The head nurse got in and closed the door together. Seeing the medical staff getting in, the gray car started with the last word.
Get out of the hospital quickly.
The head nurse of the neurosurgery department turned her head and looked at the new young doctor in the department with a very serious look on her face. She thought in her heart: The colleague in the emergency department may be dying. She couldn't help but feel worried about this, and her face sank to the bottom of her heart.
Song Xuelin's eyes were fixed in front of the car window. His usually leisurely brown eyes were now solemn and motionless. The shining light seemed to say: Doctor Xie, please hold on, I'm coming.
Insisting that it would take time until Dr. Song came to provide support, Xie Wanying and the others followed Brother Cao's instructions and immediately operated to reduce the intracranial pressure of the injured without further delay.