315 Your working environment is really bad
"Owen, if you feel uncomfortable lying down, tell me in advance." Wu Mian wore a microscope on her head, sat on a stool, and told Owen Rothschild again before starting microsurgery.
"I know." Owen Rothschild said calmly, without any tension at all. "I can hold on if I have to lie flat for 10 hours."
"No need to persist. If you want to move, just tell me in advance." Wu Mian said, "There is no need to persist."
"Okay." Aowen didn't force himself and agreed casually.
Wu Mian stretched out his hand, and Chen Lu slapped the microscope into Wu Mian's hand.
The first step of the operation was to remove Kolinta from Owen Rothschild's arm and Director Li of the Plastic Surgery Department did suture. The second step was to use microsurgery to transplant Kolinta to the correct position.
Because Owen Rothschild proposed a 10cm increase, the operation time was extended, and Wu Mian estimated that it would start in 10 hours.
This is a very difficult operation, and even for Wu Mian, it is a challenge.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Mian entered the state, and the microscope's vision was adjusted, and she was ready to immerse herself in the meticulous operation of the anastomosis blood vessels and nerves.
At this moment, singing came from the operating room.
[I once crossed the mountains and seas...]
"Old Ren, hang up your phone." Wu Mian said in a sigh.
Ren Haitao responded, picked up his phone and was about to hang up, but he suddenly saw the words Xue Chunhe marked on it.
Uh… the dean called.
Ren Haitao was stunned for a moment, but without hesitation, he hung up the phone directly. Dean Xue? There was no such thing as Dean Xue in front of Teacher Wu.
"Wu, there are many people covering this song in Europe and the United States." Owen Rothschild didn't care, he said with a smile.
"Well, I see a lot of cover videos on Youtube. Although most people don't know the lyrics of this song, they can feel the meaning of the songwriter to express from the melody. Art is common, what do you think of Aowen?" Wu Mian said a few words, took a little gossip, then calmed down and prepared to start the operation again.
However……
The cell phone ringing rings again.
[I have crossed mountains and seas, and also passed through crowds of people...]
The calm smile in Wu Mian's eyes disappeared, like an active volcano, with signs of an eruption.
"Wu, you're really busy." Owen Rothschild smiled.
"Lao Ren, who is it?" Wu Mian asked with a frown. He was worried that it was Principal Stephen Topt had a problem.
"Director Xue." Ren Haitao answered honestly with his cell phone.
Wu Mian took a deep breath and exhaled.
"Ask what." He tried to calm down his emotions and not interfere with the next surgery.
This operation itself is extremely difficult. After all, to allow Kobayashita to bring all the details of Owen Rothschild, nerve aligning and growth are the key.
And it will also increase by 10cm... the difficulty can be imagined.
Wu Mian decided to ask about the situation first. If he caught up with the collective incident, he would be prepared. Maybe he would reject Owen Rothschild's request to grow by 10cm, after all, it would be too time-consuming to have that much.
Thinking about everything from the worst, Wu Mian has formed this habit in many years of clinical work.
"Hello, Dean Xue." Ren Haitao answered the phone and said politely.
"Oh, Teacher Wu is undergoing surgery, he asked me to ask you what's wrong."
Listening to Xue Chunhe's narration, Ren Haitao was stunned. After President Xue finished talking about the matter, Ren Haitao immediately said, "Teacher Wu, the patient with a fracture in the morning said that he had found a lawyer to sue you. He said that he had contacted the embassy now, and President Xue was very anxious."
"Search me? Are you looking for the embassy?" Wu Mian said lightly.
"Wu, what's going on?" asked Owen Rothschild.
"I had a Frenchman early in the morning. I guess it was an investor from which company. I accidentally broke my bones and came to the hospital for examination. I think it was caused by hyperparathyroidism." Wu Mian didn't care either. He and Ren Haitao said, "Tell Director Xue and let him sue it casually."
"..." Ren Haitao was speechless.
In China, being complained about by patients is a big deal. Even if it is a big deal, as long as you are complained, the relevant personnel have to go to the medical office and explain the medical dispute. No matter whether you are good at medical skills or can live dead people or treat white bones, it will be troublesome if you are complained.
But Teacher Wu is really tough. The patient not only needs to complain, but also needs to ask the embassy to complain. They are not the internal agency of the hospital, which should involve foreign affairs disputes... And Teacher Wu just said tough that he would sue it casually!
The rest of Ren Haitao dared not think too much. This is a completely unfamiliar area and he has no idea what problems will arise if things get bigger.
"Director Xue, Teacher Wu said he could just sue him." When Ren Haitao said this, he couldn't help but feel guilty.
Xue Chunhe, who was opposite the phone, stopped talking, probably because of Wu Mian's attitude, was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.
"Wu, who is it?" Owen Rothschild said unhappily.
"You come and solve it, I'll concentrate on the operation." Wu Mian said, "Old Ren, call the girl, call the landline in the operating room if you have an urgent matter. Then, turn off the phone."
"Okay." Ren Haitao replied particularly obediently.
"Vinson." Owen Rothschild called the assistant who changed his clothes and followed in. "You go and ask about the situation and get the matter resolved as soon as possible."
The young man didn't say a word of nonsense. He saw in Owen Rothschild's eyes how far the boss wanted to solve the problem.
He bowed slightly and turned around and went out immediately. Ren Haitao and Chu Zhixi greeted him, then turned off his phone.
"Wu, the working environment of the doctors here is really bad." Owen Rothschild said with a smile.
"In this way, in our country, the disputes in hospitals are conflicts among the people. For foreigners' complaints, we must show the style of a country of etiquette." Wu Mian didn't care much, and said casually.
Although Owen Rothschild is proficient in Chinese, it is difficult to understand the specific meaning of similar words.
Director Li was surprised while doing the most exquisite stitching in his life.
The gentle-looking middle-aged foreign man in front of him has a bigger background than he thought, not just a matter of signing a confidentiality agreement.
Just now, he talked to his assistant very simply, but his eye contact and indifference to everything made Director Li shudder.
I asked the embassy to complain, and the person who could do such a thing is definitely not an ordinary person. However, the middle-aged man lying on the operating table still gave it to his assistant indifferently, and he was too lazy to say a redundant word.
Is it a bit hasty to stitch his own stitching? Director Li reexamined the position he had just stitched and thought to himself.
Chapter completed!