"The suturing operation is completed, and the incisions are finally disinfected." Wu Xiangdong put the sutures in his hands back on the operating table, and then used curved pliers to pick up the cotton balls in the treatment bowl. As the iodine was soaked, the white cotton balls instantly

Dyeed dark brown.

Over and over again, he wiped the patient's newly sutured incision with a cotton ball dipped in iodine. Since it was an emergency laparotomy, he had to disinfect a large area. One after another, he threw the cotton balls to the soles of his feet.

in the yellow trash can.

The patient's entire abdominal skin turned dark brown under Wu Xiangdong's disinfection. Wang Jia saw that he was sparing no effort in disinfecting the patient and knew the key to this step, so she opened two more large packages of gauze and folded them neatly aside.

.

Sure enough, when Wu Xiangdong finished using up the cotton balls in the treatment bowl, he turned around and picked up the gauze prepared by Wang Jia, filled it with iodophor and started a new round of disinfection.

"Doctor Wu's disinfection time has almost caught up with his suturing time." The circulating nurse on the side looked at the operating table from time to time. According to the current process, it should have been finished and stepped down, but Wu Xiangdong had no intention of finishing.

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You must know that it is almost four o'clock in the morning, and the dual physical and mental exhaustion has already made them dizzy and even a little unsteady, but she does not dare to rush, after all, whether Wang Jia or Wan Zhihua is on stage,

Everyone was silently cooperating with Wu Xiangdong, so she could only wait patiently for Wu Xiangdong to finish before checking the supplies and supplies.

"Okay, prepare sterile gauze to cover the incision." Wu Xiangdong was relieved after ensuring that there were no stains left on the patient's skin. His long-lost voice also made everyone in the operating room heave a sigh of relief, and everyone looked at each other with smiles.

, thinking that this operation was finally over.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone." Wu Xiangdong smiled and looked at everyone. He knew that everyone was very tired after such intense rescue, so he didn't say anything more, but explained a few words to Wang Jia about the incision and drainage situation.

Then he stepped off the stage and took off his gloves.

"Doctor Wu, leave the follow-up work to me." Wang Jia on the stage took the initiative to apply to stay. After all, this patient itself falls within the scope of their obstetrics and gynecology treatment.

After hearing what Wang Jia said, the anesthesiologist Wan Zhihua on the side also quickly said: "Yes, you go back and rest first. The rest is our own work."

Seeing that the two of them agreed to stay and take care of the patient, Wu Xiangdong thought about it and agreed. After all, there was really no need for him to stay after the operation was completed. Besides, it was indeed reassuring to have an experienced doctor like Wan Zhihua present.

"Then I'll go back to the general surgery department first. If you need anything then just come to the department and see me." Wu Xiangdong looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It took him almost half of the night to have a consultation.

, I don’t know how Corey’s condition is.

Wu Xiangdong did not dare to delay any longer and immediately came out of the operating room. He had just walked along the corridor to the men's dressing room when he heard the bb machine he had placed in the closet beeping non-stop.

"Is there really something wrong with Corey?" Wu Xiangdong's heart sank. He immediately took out the bb from the cupboard, pressed the forward scroll button, and found a text message from the general surgery department.

"It turns out that the patient in bed 15 suddenly had a high fever at night, and his family members were worried so they called the doctor." Wu Xiangdong looked at the news above and naturally remembered that bed 15 was an old man in his seventies. He was hospitalized this time because he repeatedly vomited after eating.

For three days, I came to the general surgery department with abdominal distension and pain accompanied by difficulty in defecation.

As for why Wu Xiangdong still remembers it so clearly after so long, it is because this old man is a relative of Zhao Guoqiang, the acting director of the department, and the resident doctors must first report on the situation of bed 15 at every morning meeting, so he remembers it so clearly.

"Go back and see what happened to him first." Wu Xiangdong took away the bloody clothes, changed into a pair of hand washing clothes, and took the elevator directly from the operating room on the 5th floor to the 7th floor. As the elevator opened, he walked out, and this time

At that time, someone's scolding voice came from the corridor.

"What's the matter with you? With Wu Xiangdong's three-legged cat skills, you are so relieved to let him go out for consultation so late at night. Besides, you didn't even notify me when he hasn't come back for such a long time. Fortunately, I had nothing to do in the dormitory and came to check the ward.

, otherwise if something happens to the 15-bed patient, neither you nor Wu Xiangdong can bear the responsibility."

Since the patients in each ward were still sleeping at four o'clock, the entire corridor seemed quiet, so this accusation seemed particularly clear.

Wu Xiangdong frowned. He stood outside the ward and heard clearly that the person speaking was none other than Song Chao, his college classmate and another member of Hamada Hospital's talent introduction plan.

However, unlike Wu Xiangdong, who was exempted from the examination, Song Chao did not get the opportunity to be exempted from the examination. Instead, he entered the hospital's assessment period system, which meant that the hospital could persuade him to return to college anytime and anywhere.

But Song Chao was very smart and understood his situation, so when he came to the General Surgery Department, he started to play both ways, treating guests to drinks, and making house visits. After a period of time to figure out the situation in the department, he decided to take a decisive stand and hugged the acting director.

Zhao Guoqiang’s thighs.

And the current 15th bed is a good opportunity for him to ask for directions, which is why he can still come to Corry for a walk in the dead of night.

After all, a doctor is a profession. Although he is given the responsibility of treating illnesses and saving lives, some unorthodox things are unavoidable in a melting pot like a hospital.

"It's just that you should never choose to step on me to complete your career." Wu Xiangdong had a sullen face, thinking that Song Chao's contribution to the flames in his previous life caused him to lose all his character and become the target of everyone in the hospital. In an instant,

His blood pressure soared and you could even see the veins on his temples puckering up.

Wu Xiangdong took a deep breath to calm down the anger in his heart. At this time, the scolding at the nurse station continued, and the nurse's faint sobbing could even be heard. He walked straight over with narrowed eyes.

"You started crying even after I said a few words to you." Song Chao stared at the little nurse at the nurse station. Although the aggrieved expression on her face made people pity, Song Chao ignored it at all, because to him,

Only the patients in bed 15 are the ones he needs to care about and care for. "Okay, don't cry. From now on, remember that if anything happens to bed 15, you must report it to me in advance. Do you understand? Otherwise, you will cry if something happens."

No chance."

"I understand." The nurse clasped her fingers and replied aggrievedly.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Song Chao nodded with satisfaction. He held his hands behind his back and held out his stomach. He seemed to be enjoying his current state, but the next second he felt a cold wave coming from behind him. This was a warm and even hot five days.
Chapter completed!