Liang Xue is old and just watching the surgery makes his back hurt. After Ling Ran entered the complicated stage of cancer and thrombosis, he looked for a while and finally couldn't help but leave the operating room for breathing.

In the surgical corridor, people came and went. The most were the nurses who were rushing to get medicine, blood and equipment, etc., and there were four or five trips in one operation.

The doctors also came and left in a hurry.

On the surgery day, the doctor will never know when he will get off work until the last surgery is done. If he has to have to add a slurry surgery, he will have to stay up until very late.

Liang Xue looked at the familiar surgical corridor and felt a little disengaged for a moment.

"Tired?" Director Hou Fu also came out.

Liang Xue said "En" and rubbed her waist, and said with a wry smile: "I have done too much surgery these days."

He had already had a rest for a round, but the surgery on stage still made him feel like he was injured.

Speaking of which, Liang Xue was also a surgical madman in the past, and was proud that he still had the same amount of surgery as young people after he was 50 years old. However, the feeling of Ling Ran's surgery was obviously different.

"Young people are amazing nowadays." Director Hou Fu also sighed. The first thing he thought of was a group of young nurses' protection for Ling Ran, and said, "You can't be jealous."

"We are at our age, why are we jealous?" Liang Xue hummed twice and said casually: "I met Lao Zhu who was anesthesia today and told me that we will try this surgery later. Their anesthesia department is preparing to get a paper on anesthesia for a very long time..."

"Old Zhu..." Director Hou Fu smacked his lips. Anesthesia is a household in the operating area. It has its own lounge and office. It is busy all year round to settle down at the surgical floor. Large departments like General Wai don't care much about them on weekdays, but they won't offend them. Everyone has to cooperate with the work.

The need for writing articles is usually to give convenience if it can be convenient.

"Sooner or later, my waist will be broken." Liang Xue complained, moved her waist again, and said, "I'll go to the ward to see you, where are you?"

"I'll follow you." Hou Fu fell behind a little, followed Liang Xue out of the surgical area.

The two of them came out of the fire passage on the side and opened the door. The buzzing noise came to their faces.

The operation area of ​​Taiwu Central Hospital is large in scale, and the waiting area is divided into several pieces, and there are multiple exits connected.

Standing here, it can be said that the family of the patient with the most emotional sensation in the hospital. The fear of the operation, the hope of success of the operation, and the confusion about the future are all gathered in several halls, and the atmosphere is suffocating.

Although Director Liang and Director Zhu did not have to face the eyes of their families, the appearance of a patient who was undergoing Ling Ran's surgery appeared in Director Liang's mind.

"I'll watch here, and go to the ward later." Director Liang said to Director Zhu, turned around and started looking for it.

It took less than a long time for Director Liang to see the families of those patients.

One man, one woman, one elderly man, and one child wearing school uniforms.

Director Liang stood behind the glass window and did not walk past.

He is a little familiar with the patient and the family.

To be honest, now he can hardly remember a few words when he is asked to describe the patient's face shape characteristics. Even if he has just met, his condition characteristics can be more clear, but there are still many stereotyped things.

"Director Liang?" Nurse Wang Jia came from behind and saw Liang Xue. She looked at Liang in surprise and asked openly.

"Oh, you are... you are from Ling Ran's group?" Liang Xue obviously did not remember the name of a young nurse. When he saw Wang Jia, he was just a little surprised.

"Yes, I'll give some food to the patient's family. The operation time is quite long, so I'm fine." Wang Jia explained specially to avoid Director Liang's misunderstanding. After all, he was in the territory of Taiwu Central Hospital.

Liang Xue turned his head and saw that Wang Jia was holding a very beautiful lunch box in her hand, looking a little familiar, which was the meal that Ling Ran shared with everyone this morning.

Liang Xue couldn't help but smile: "You are taking care of the patients' families now?"

"There was just the rest, so I took the untouched ones to put in a box." Wang Jia was not afraid of the other party's age or identity. She had seen many doctors of similar levels, but said something: "Doctor Ling and so many people are busy with this patient, so I have nothing to do... I just think it's not easy for an only child family."

Liang Xue asked with a "happy" voice: "Are you an only child?"

It was the first time he met the nurse who delivered food to the patient.

Wang Jia nodded and then smiled: "When I was on a business trip, I felt it was very obvious that my family couldn't take care of me. Some people were even more busy when they got seriously ill."

"Yeah. What's the good thing about getting sick?" Liang Xue sighed, more because of the thrombosis of liver and cholangiocarcinoma.

Even in cancer, hepatochondria duct thrombosis is a complex and annoying type. It costs a lot of money, has a poor prognosis, and falls into families with poor conditions. It can be said that it is both sad and painful.

Many times, when Director Liang sees the expectant look of his family, he will persuade them to lower their expectations.

"Today's surgery is a good thing for the patient's family." Wang Jia followed Ling Ran and experienced a lot. Unlike Director Liang's confusion and uncertainty, she said confidently: "I believe Dr. Ling's surgery will be very successful."

Director Liang laughed: "You young people..."

"I'll send them food first, it will be cold later." Wang Jia did not argue with Director Liang, the old bastard, and said: "When the patient leaves the operating room, they probably won't have to eat."

"Well..." Liang Xue definitely couldn't hold Wang Jia to chat with him, so he just said a lot and watched her enter, and couldn't help but sigh.

Every doctor has longed for and experienced the rejuvenation of wonderful hands. When Liang Xue’s age is more memories. Especially when his level reaches a certain level, the difficulty of the diseases he faces has reached a very high level, so that the situation of "rejuvenation of wonderful hands" has been encountered less and less.

The Da Vinci robot brought Liang Xue a new experience. After starting to try robotic surgery, Liang Xue consciously reduced the difficulty of the surgery. The surgery direction is mostly gallbladder, bile duct and pancreas, and the treatment success rate is also quite high.

However, a faint regret is inevitable after all.
Chapter completed!