"I'm fine." Director Miao said.

"Director, come and help me see?" Director Liu whispered, "The patient's condition is stable now, but I'm still worried..."

"Okay." Director Miao agreed without hesitation, as if he was still the director of the 912 Urology Department.

After hearing Director Miao’s promise, Director Liu felt confident.

After hanging up the video, Director Liu watched the patient lying on the operating table in a stable condition and breathed a long sigh.

Those few minutes just now were really scary.

Subconsciously, Director Liu called Director Miao to call Director Miao. This was just an impression, an idea, and a consciousness that had been left in his heart for many years.

If you have a situation where you are not sure, you have to find Director Miao. Although this idea faded as Director Miao retired, Director Liu seemed to have seized the last moment...

Is it a straw or a blade? Director Liu was stunned for a moment.

After the rescue was successful, reality came back to the present. What if Director Miao took the opportunity to kill someone and shoot him back? This question appeared in Director Liu's mind and could not be erased once he remembered it.

At that time, Director Miao left the familiar department because of jumping off the building. This was an accident that no one expected.

When the group of dragons were without a leader, Director Liu seized the opportunity. He did not fall into endless pain, but occupied the position of acting director through various channels at the first time.

Originally, he regarded Director Miao as his biggest opponent. Director Liu was just the acting director at the time. He knew that as long as Director Miao recovered from illness, the director's dream would be broken.

But the will of heaven follows others' wishes, Director Miao was discouraged and unexpectedly chose to retire directly.

But Director Liu was not in a stable position. He was timid just now. The patient suddenly appeared in a state that he didn't understand and was on the verge of death. Director Liu subconsciously grabbed the last blade.

Thinking about it now, the patient should be fine, but what about himself?

Director Liu was a little confused.

Director Miao has retired, but once he is rehired, will the professors in the group who are originally ready to suppress him and fight against him?

These intrigue ideas flashed through Director Liu's mind.

But I couldn't think of so much anymore. Director Liu sat on the stool in the corner of the operating room in confusion. For a moment, I couldn't remember other things, and for a moment, I returned to the reality of intrigue. Director Liu felt a little confused.

Although the patient's condition was stable, he only knew something about gas embolism, so Director Liu was not sure what complications would be in the future.

Forget it, I'll just wait for Director Miao to come back before making an agreement.

Director Liu was a little bored. In fact, being a professor in the team is good, at least there is no pressure. He was better at running a flying knife on weekends and earning some money than being so scared in Cory.

"Director Liu, what should we do next?" Lao He looked at the patient lying on the operating table and looked at Director Liu again and asked.

"Let's wait a moment, let's talk about it when Director Miao comes." Director Liu said.

Lao He smiled. Some people are suitable for being directors, while others are not suitable. Director Liu is the kind that is not suitable for him. He is not thick-skinned enough and his heart is not dark enough. He is the kind of good person in the traditional sense.

Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with me. Anyway, at the critical moment, Boss Zheng remembered himself, and Brother Yun called him, which once again proved his status in the medical team.

It is also great to be able to stay with Boss Zheng quietly and be a special anesthesiologist. Lao He took out the U disk from his pocket and inserted it on the USB interface.

I am also a person who is not a leader by nature. It’s better to study the business and follow Boss Zheng.

Old He understood that Director Xu gave himself a deputy director and then he would do it. But he could only do nothing, and it would be enough to be called deputy director.

As the song of good luck sounded, Lao He gradually became happy.

At the beginning, he was a little resistant to this song. Listening to it once or twice is enough. He had to listen to every operation and he would soon get bored.

But after the incident of the Red Wedding Dress, Lao He listened to good luck and felt it was a bgm for surgery, and there was no more suitable music than it.

Until now, if you don’t listen to this song, you don’t feel like you’re going on stage for surgery. Even if you don’t have the same Taiwanese as Boss Zheng, Lao He is used to playing the good luck in a loop.

Sitting in front of the operating table, Lao He looked at the anesthesiologist, then looked at the patient's electrocardiogram monitoring and ventilator, and then said: "Small Xiu, stop the pure oxygen and the concentration will drop."

"Oh!" The anesthesiologist immediately did as Lao He said.

"Old He, you said there should be no brain deficiency." The anesthesiologist asked.

"It shouldn't be possible. Didn't you keep rescuing me if there is a problem? I took a look at the rescue medicine and thought there would be no problem." Old He said with a smile.

"Will a cerebral infarction be formed in the left ventricle?" The anesthesiologist asked another sharp question timidly.

This question was like a hammer, hitting Director Liu's heart.

"It shouldn't be. I just took a brief look at the patient's reflex, and the embolization had not yet reached the brain. After a while, Director Miao and Boss Zheng will know when they come." Lao He said his thoughts but refused to take responsibility.

"I'm scared." The anesthesiologist said, sitting on the round stool next to the operating table, panting, "Fortunately Director Liu made a decision quickly, so he called Director Miao as soon as possible."

Lao He looked at the anesthesiologist and knew that he was also a little confused. Can such words be said in front of Director Liu?

He looked at Director Liu again, and saw that he was sitting absent-mindedly in the corner of the room, not knowing what he was thinking, so he smiled and changed the topic.

"Do you know why I'm willing to listen to this song for good luck?"

"Ah?" The anesthesiologist was stunned. Lao He changed the topic very bluntly, and he didn't understand it for a while.

"Boss Zheng specialized bgm when he was undergoing surgery. Although I think Boss Zheng doesn't listen to songs at all, Boss Zheng never makes mistakes in surgery. Listening to this song is really a wise man!" Old He smiled and said, "Recommended!"

"Uh..." The anesthesiologist was stunned for a moment, and he listened carefully to the cheerful music of good luck. It was true that the surgery was done, whether it was the patient, the patient's family, the doctor, or the nurse, they all asked for a good oral lottery.

Just because of good luck, you will be directly selected.

"I will also release it next time, Lao He, I will copy your U disk in the next time." said the anesthesiologist.

"Download it online by yourself. I am the exclusive one of Boss Zheng." Lao He said.
Chapter completed!