Her last assignnt disappointed him a bit. An intern with no significant dical experience actually acted like an old doctor by relying on intuition—equating to admitting that she was useless. If you cannot answer, you cannot answer; can’t you just admit to your incompetence?
Teacher Lu glanced at his face, seemingly piercing through his hidden calculations, and snorted. The sa old saying, her proud and favored adoptive son was only lacking a proper sorting out by soone.
*
The next day.
Early in the morning, around six or seven o’clock, more than a hundred people from the Pharmacy College and the Research Institute showed up en masse at the Hepatobiliary Surgery Departnt, all concerned about Teacher Lu’s bed.
Everyone knew that today’s surgery might be a life-and-death ordeal for Teacher Lu. They all surrounded Teacher Lu’s bed, keeping a close and worried watch over her.
Teacher Lu, having been administered atropine, was sowhat groggy, half-asleep and half-awake. When the ti ca, the patient was moved onto a gurney, and a large cohort escorted Teacher Lu to the operating room. Zhang Shuping, her eldest grandchild, walked beside his grandmother with asured steps, not daring to leave her side for a single step. He suffered from insomnia last night.
Uncle Zhang Huayao had already arrived at the operating room to check on the anesthesia preparations.
Zhang Tinghai, of course, fearing any potential delays due to unforeseen incidents this morning, chose to sleep in the hospital last night. He was early in the operating room, checking various dical equipnt. The Anesthesiology Departnt sent Lau Jingyun over to assist him, probably thinking that with a female doctor there, Zhang Huayao might be less likely to scold a woman. It was said that Zhang Huayao had a quite decent attitude towards female doctors like Xie Wanying.
However, much of the rumors one hears are often dubious. Lau Jingyun had heard from Yao Jie that in the Guozhi Ergency Departnt, Zhang Huayao did not care whether soone was male or female when scolding them.
If Junior Xie Wanying had not been scolded by Zhang Huayao, it had to be due to her own capabilities.
While helping Zhang Tinghai prepare the anesthetic supplies, Lau Jingyun imdiately lowered her head upon seeing Zhang Huayao’s entrance.
Upon entering the operation room, Zhang Huayao’s gaze, if simply a glance, his sharp eyes swept casually with a sense of scrutiny reminiscent of top leadership, as if he could find fault even in the most flawless scenario.
Shortly after, the doors of the operating room slid open, and soone ca in from behind him.
Several people looked up and turned around, completely not expecting the early arrival to be none other than President Wu and the Chief of the Guoxie Thoracic Surgery Departnt, Director Tian. Both high-ranking officials had clearly not inford the surgical team of their visit in advance, and Tao Zhijie and his team were not yet present.
"President." Zhang Tinghai straightened his back, his facial muscles strained to the point of almost splitting.
"Doctor Zhang, you’ve worked hard," said President Wu, coming over to convey his sympathy to the anesthesiologist, well aware of the anesthesiologist’s importance, akin to a guardian angel for the patient during surgery. The only person who can detect any abnormalities in the patient at the earliest during surgery is the anesthesiologist.
"It’s nothing," Zhang Tinghai replied, his response extrely strained and bitter. Dark circles had been prominent on his face for a full two weeks.
President Wu did not miss the tension on his face, but he was no different, as he had not been sleeping well since Teacher Lu was admitted to the hospital.
Director Tian did not co to visit the anesthesiologist but to chat with Zhang Huayao.
Both being thoracic surgeons, they needed to interact frequently within the circle and were very familiar with each other.
One shouldn’t entirely believe biased rumors; it’s true that people from the Guoxie Thoracic Surgery Departnt had so lingering feelings about Zhang Huayao’s decision to join Guo Zhi Hospital, but to say it led to bitter enmity and absolute severance of relationships is nonsense.
Director Tian was six or seven years older than Zhang Huayao, making him a senior to Zhang Huayao.
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