Dr. Zhou in front of him convinced him that he was just a person who took a penny to do something, and forgot the deadly nature of different industries of medicine. He had no idea from an angel to a demon, and probably had forgotten his original intention of learning medicine...

what to do?

The patient groaned after another, and the surgeon could not get the knife. The surgeon was not a butcher.

There are good people in every industry and every industry. Good people and bad people will not be divided by occupations. Only rules and regulations can be restricted. The only way to make the system work depends on people.

I miss Senior Brother Cao, Xie Wanying thought to myself.

If it was Senior Brother Cao here, there would be no need to say anything, and he would call the hospital leader and ask the leader to come over and take a look.

Why doesn’t Teacher Du dare to do this?

Because Senior Brother Cao is a few of the doctors in the group, it is rare. It makes sense for a bunch of people to admire Senior Brother Cao. I said courageously, no one can have it.

Teacher Du is from the National Association. He comes to work in Beidu San, and is surrounded by people from Beidu. The National Association comes to Beidu’s base camp and stabs the hornet’s nest in Beidu? As long as you put yourself in this position and think about it, Teacher Du did not dare to sue the leader casually.

I could only persuade me a few words in the operation room.

Is this kind of persuasion useful? At least it is useless today. Dr. Zhou is going to fight to death today. Why do you fight to death? Because you may have heard what your son said before.

Didn’t your son want to give him a warning about the gossip of red envelopes before? How could he, a senior anesthesiologist, tolerate gossiping by a medical intern?

Don’t blame Du Haiwei repeatedly emphasized to his son that he should be obedient when studying clinically. But his son was young and could not understand the twists and turns of being a human being. He said it out loud when he opened his mouth.

The worst thing is that Du Mengen stood in the corner and chatted with Zhang Shuping, not knowing that he was adding fuel to the fire on the spot.

Dr. Zhou's face was extremely cold.

Du Haiwei couldn't scold his son, and his son didn't say anything wrong with this guy. If he told his son to get out, it would be equivalent to establishing bad values ​​for his son. The son would be a doctor in the future and should not deviate from the correct values.

Things have come to this point and are about to become a dead end.

The scalpel cannot be removed, and the operation progress is slow to a stagnant state.

The patient kept humming and moaning, stimulating the eardrums and hearts of everyone on the scene. But Dr. Zhou didn't hear it. The doctor's heart, who had no idea where he fell, could not be found.

When Dr. Zuo Liang was breathing in his heart, he was worried that if he was angry in a while, if Teacher Du turned over the table, the consequences would be unimaginable.

If their surgery department is quarreling with an anesthesiologist in the operating room, don’t think they are reasonable. The departments will divide the departments and fight. Other anesthesiologists will definitely stand on their colleagues indiscriminately, and they will say that no matter what, the surgeon should not disrespect them during the operation. In this case, the anesthesiologist will never treat their surgeons well in the future.
Chapter completed!