But Lao He didn't say it. As long as he wasn't stupid, he wouldn't say it directly. If he said it, the consequences would be more serious than driving a car and making some bad jokes.

"As a result, my stomach felt uncomfortable after dinner. I went to the school doctor to check it out and Isatis root was prescribed." The nurse remembered what happened back then and was still scared. "We took turns to watch it, and the more we looked, the more we felt acnetic abdominal disease. Later, after discussing, stop waiting, hurry up and call a taxi to the nearby hospital."

"What's the result?" Lao He asked.

"The stomach was broken and it was broken." The nurse said, "Fortunately I went there early. I heard that when I opened my stomach, I was covered with fried rice grains."

"Loss weight... I have also been thinking about losing weight these days. How can I lose weight after you say this?" Lao He said in distress.

"At your age, you are basically scumbags who want to lose weight and practice your body shape." The young nurse looked at Lao He and looked at him with contempt.

"Hey, Wang Jia, I'll tell you that I'm losing weight for health." Lao He pointed to the colorful sterile hat on his head and said, "The hairline is almost at the waist, at least someone can pay attention to me when driving a BMW. Look at me, Baolai! If you want to do it, you're willing."

"If it were Brother Yun, I would be willing to ride a bicycle." The little nurse's eyes flashed.

"You little girls know how to look at your appearance. If I were you, I would definitely not look for Su Yun. Do you still have to choose with Boss Zheng?" Lao He said while Xie Yiren went to find the aortic stent next door.

"Old He, it's not good for you to say bad things behind people's backs." As he was speaking, Su Yun opened the air-tight lead door and walked in, "Old Zhao, are you ready?"

"Lao He, it's you, the anesthesiologist, what a coincidence." Su Yun asked with a smile when he saw Lao He was sucking phlegm.

"Hey, of course it's me. This is fate, Boss Zheng." Old He quickly inserted the tube, then went to the side to start and the song of good luck sounded in the operating room.

"..." Su Yun's head immediately started to hurt.

The tour nurse stood in the corner, busy and secretly looked at Su Yun.

"Old He, you can sing, just turn off the sounds smaller." Su Yun said helplessly: "Give you a way to survive."

"Look at what you said, this is the song chosen by Boss Zheng." Lao He said this, but he still turned his voice down to a affordable range and treated it as background music for the surgery.

Zheng Ren watched the film concentratingly, put his left hand on his right armpit and his right hand on his cheek, like a stone statue, and did not notice what they were saying.

Soon, Su Yun came back with a brushing hand, "Boss, we started to disinfect."

"Well, everyone else can go out first. Lao He, you wear lead clothes before going out. By the way, this is a microscope, I will put it on later." Zheng Ren made arrangements first, and then went to brush his hands.

Lao He smiled and went to wear lead clothes, lead skirt, and scarf.

He didn't feel heavy when he was wearing dozens of kilograms of things on his body. If it weren't for not having it, he would even want to wear lead gloves.

It was very happy to match the station with Boss Zheng, but the protection work was also available. Boss Zheng was young and he was not good at fighting disasters.

"Lao He, why are you happy?" Zhao Yunlong asked when he saw that Lao He was in a wrong state since he called.

"Boss Zheng took the surgery and caught up with my emergency class. You said it was a coincidence." Lao He said happily.

"Don't think about it." Zhao Yunlong said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zheng's anesthesiologist who works in Haicheng is a pair of twin sisters. I have seen the photos on Su Yun's mobile phone. If you change to any candidate, you will not choose you."

"But my level is high!" Lao He said, his momentum being a little weaker.

"I highly suspect that Mr. Zheng can also anesthetize himself without an anesthesiologist." Zhao Yunlong smiled and stabbed Lao He again: "In Nanchuan Town, Mr. Zheng did liver repair by the local anaerobic meridian."

Lao He stopped talking and sat down on the sofa in the operating room. He was wearing dozens of kilograms of lead clothes, which was quite heavy.

After finishing brushing his hands, Su Yun began to disinfect and wears sterile clothing.

A brand new sterile clothing appears in the open sterile bag.

"Doctor Su, wear this one." said the circuit nurse.

"Hmm?" Su Yun was stunned for a moment.

He looked around, but he didn't see anyone else.

"Sister Yachun, is this prepared for me?" Su Yun was used to it, and picked up the sterile clothes and put them on her body.

"Someone entrusted me to prepare it for you." The nurse in the tour was older and said with a smile: "Doctor Su, your treatment is the same as that of several academicians."

"They have not had surgery long ago." Su Yun said with a smile.

"Yes, the new sterile clothes are all in the head nurse's warehouse. Do you know how difficult it is to get one out?"

"Sister Yachun, who is it?" Su Yun put on his clothes, tied up his straps, and asked while wearing sterile gloves.

The nurse on the tour smiled but said nothing, and Su Yun did not ask questions and went to the surgery directly.

Zheng Ren's clothes were washed and disinfected many times and looked a little white. However, he didn't seem to notice this. As long as it was a sterile surgical gown, there was no difference between the old and the new.

The airtight lead door is closed, the guidewire, catheter, stent, and the operation is carried out smoothly.

I went down the big rack and had a very standard position.

After the interventional operation, Zheng Ren and Su Yun took off their clothes, took off their lead and brushed their hands back on the stage.

"Old He, wear two more layers of masks for Su Yun and me. Old Zhao, you wear two more layers of masks." Zheng Ren suddenly said.

"Boss, I just need to wear two more layers of masks." Su Yun smiled and said, "It's a waste to wear so many layers of masks for your appearance. Lao Zhao... doesn't need to do it. If he wasn't afraid of scaring the patient, he wouldn't have to wear a mask at all."

Wang Jia hid aside and burst into laughter.

"I guess the abscess is very serious and the taste should be very big." Zheng Ren is still smelling from the mediastinum of the experimental body in the system operating room.

Although I smelled it for a long time, I could smell it for a while.

This taste is so sour.

"I'll spray some perfume on the inner layer of masks." Lao He smiled and took out a bunch of masks.

The anesthesiologist saw that there were too many dirty surgeries, so he had a lot of experience in how to protect him.

Zhao Yunlong ignored Su Yun and directly wore a three-layer mask.

When Linge, Professor Zhang and others came up, they were a little surprised to see that the interventional surgery had been completed.

After making a phone call to Director Ye to report to work, Boss Zheng finished the aortic stent?

This is too fast.

"Director Lin, intervene in the doctor's mind. It's a foul of the rules." Professor Zhang said dissatisfied.

Linger glanced at him, thinking that he would not get on you, but he would still talk so much about others.

But Linger didn't say that, but walked into the operating room.

Seeing Zheng Ren standing in Ichisuke's position and Zhao Yunlong was standing in the position of the surgeon, Lin Ge said with a smile: "No one has ever had surgery for you, and it's nothing if Boss Zheng comes to help."

As he was talking, Zheng Ren stretched out his hand and Xie Yiren slapped the $233 lance to his hand.
Chapter completed!