Director Miao slowly changed his clothes. He was familiar with everything here, but he seemed to have forgotten it. His movements of changing clothes were a bit clumsy, like an intern who had just entered the operating room, careful and restrained.

"Director Miao, do you feel familiar when you go back to 912? A stream of local accent hits you, the kind that can make you cry." Su Yun asked in the locker room.

Director Miao silently changed his clothes and did not answer Su Yun's question.

"Director Miao, we don't bring such literary people." Su Yun said with a smile: "It's over and over again. You are back to take care of your apprentice. Why? The boss and I are not enough to be a follower for you. Don't worry, wait for another ten years, and we will become a disciple by then."

"Don't always talk about learning to be a gangster." Zheng Ren was very dissatisfied with this word.

"You can't become a student." Director Miao knew what Su Yun meant, and he slowly wore an isolation suit.

"Director Miao, you have gained a lot of weight in the past six months at home, and you can tell when you take off your clothes." Su Yun continued.

Director Miao did not answer Su Yun's words, but said: "Those who are incompetent and can only copy papers will become learners because they have no confidence. As for you, what you take out are molded surgical procedures, how can you be afraid of other people's challenges? In the end, we rely on real skills and the work we have in our hands."

"How did you know?" Su Yun asked.

"When you were in the video just now, you went to call. Boss Zheng took the phone and talked directly to He Junjin. Do you both suspect gas embolism?" Director Miao asked softly.

"Didn't you say it first? Why would you forget when you are nervous?" Su Yun said casually: "Don't be stubborn. If you say no, you have to install a surveillance at your home. With evidence, let's look back."

Director Miao smiled, took the mask and hat handed over by Zheng Ren, and put it on. He subconsciously wanted to open a familiar wardrobe and look in the mirror to see if the hat was worn correctly, but the wardrobe was locked.

"Doctor? Some are good at surgery, some are good at writing papers. Some are famous but they will mess up the surgery." Director Miao said, "Boss Zheng, Xiao Su, if you can conquer the cancer..."

"Don't interfere!" Su Yun quickly interrupted Director Miao, "Director Miao, you are a praising man. We don't bring such a thing. To overcome cancer, is that a human can do? How many large groups are desperately spending money in it, and they can't see any splash."

"Are you still working hard? You are so young, as long as you have a goal, it's good." Director Miao tidied up his hat and mask, but because he didn't look in the mirror, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Go and have a look, guess why Director Liu is asking you for?"

"Xiao Liu is usually cautious, but the advantage is that after experiencing it, he will think about it thoroughly." Director Miao said, "He must be unsure of what complications will occur after the patient has experienced an air embolization."

"Director Miao, you have been thinking a lot about the professors leading the group below." Su Yun said with a smile.

"Do you think the director is so easy to be?" Director Miao scolded: "Everyone has a small plan in his mind. As long as he doesn't delay treatment, I don't care about them, just go to work well. But if I don't think about them, they have to think about me."

As he said that, Director Miao smiled, "It's all nonsense now."

"Yes! Or do you want to worry about the square dance."

"It's a big deal!" Director Miao swears, "In the future, you should carefully observe the people who dance square dance. Some of them have high-level skills but can't stand in front. Some people go to another square dance team and pull up the team to fight back. Some people just dance like that, regardless of the world."

"A square dance is intriguing, and I have more to do as a director." Director Miao said, "It's better to retire. I'm not professional in the square dance. I'm like an intern. I don't care if someone says a few words, just for the sake of happiness."

Zheng Ren smiled. Director Miao experienced that incident and lived a life of ease. Many things that he could not let go of before are now let go of. Looking back, the scenery is naturally different.

"Why did you say I didn't reply to 912 after the review?" Director Miao asked.

"You're so coward, just like the boss." Su Yun said, "Don't be upset by saying that. Do you think that seeing anything you come back will bring up bad memories?"

Zheng Ren kicked Su Yun from behind, telling him not to mention this matter.

"There are reasons for this, but more importantly... forget it, don't think about the broken things in the department." Director Miao said, "I took a look back and felt that this hurdle was over."

As he said that, several people walked into the operating room.

"Director Miao, you are here." Director Liu immediately stood up and said respectfully, just like half a year ago.

"Yes." Director Miao did not look at Director Liu, but walked directly to the anesthesiologist, picked up the anesthesia record sheet and started reading it.

The anesthesiologist felt the powerful aura coming from Director Miao. He stood beside Director Miao awkwardly, thinking that he was lucky that he recorded it clearly and neatly in chronological order.

Otherwise, if Director Miao scolded him, he might even throw the half-written anesthesia sheet on his face, which would be so embarrassing.

"Stethoscope." Director Miao stretched out his hand.

At the first moment, Su Yun handed the stethoscope from nowhere to Director Miao. It seemed that he had expected Director Miao to do this and had already been prepared.

"The phlegm sounds very loudly in both lungs, and they are suctioning." Director Miao said.

The anesthesiologist immediately wore gloves and began to suction. This time, under the command of Director Miao, the suction position was very deep, and the patient's irritating cough brought out a lot of pink foamy phlegm.

"Blood and Qi Analysis."

The anesthesiologist quickly collected blood, used the operating room machine to perform a blood gas analysis, and handed the test form to Director Miao.

"Consider pulmonary edema, normal reaction, it's okay."

"The patient is in good condition, so I have a big surgery. Have you explained to the patient's family?" Director Miao gently put the anesthesia record sheet on the flat car in front of the anesthesiologist and said lightly.

"Open your belly?"

"Otherwise!" Director Miao said coldly: "There has been an abdomen and abdomen. You can't do laparoscopy anymore. You will first communicate with the patient's family and then come back to open your abdomen."

"Okay, I'll just say it before the operation, I'll talk about it now." Director Liu stood straight, and he subconsciously agreed directly.

After saying that, Director Liu turned around and left, and he wanted to explain to the patient's family in person.

Everything is like the past, and everyone is familiar with the style of painting, and no one has expressed doubts.

Director Miao held his hands behind his back and patrolled his territory like an old lion king.
Chapter completed!