"Director Song, I think I should step out," Li Qing said grimly, looking toward Song Xiaoyu. "Facing such a patient, I’m incapable of working properly."
"Qin i..." Song Xiaoyu attempted to pat Qin i’s shoulder, finding her body as rigid as iron. She sighed and motioned for Li Qing to step out.
Sure enough, the mont he left, Qin i’s body softened.
"How can you act like this as a patient?" Song Xiaoyu’s expression was also unsightly. She had seen patients like this before, but she had never seen anyone react as violently as Qin i.
"I’m sorry!" Tears filled Qin i’s eyes, "I... I didn’t want to be like this, but... I can’t control myself. When I had tests conducted before, there was a male doctor, he... he..."
Seeing Qin i’s state, Song Xiaoyu understood imdiately and frowned. "Who was that male doctor?"
"He is already dead."
Song Xiaoyu: "..." What does that an? She instructed nurse Qi Hong to find Jiao iqin. However, shortly after, Qi Hong returned and inford her that Jiao iqin had entered another operating room, and she had also gone to Director Tao’s place. Both intern doctors were also in surgery, which ant that, except for Li Qing, no one else was available.
"Chuxia..." Song Xiaoyu hesitated as she looked at Chuxia, unsure of what to decide.
Being a second assistant involved helping with simple tasks such as suturing, which was not difficult for Chuxia. She took a deep breath and looked at Song Xiaoyu, "Teacher, I can do it."
Qin i quickly responded, "I trust her, no matter the outco, I trust her."
"Okay, prepare for surgery," Song Xiaoyu said to the anesthesiologist, "Begin."
The surgery proceeded thodically: cutting through the skin, the derma, opening the abdominal cavity, blood quickly flowed out...
Wang Jing glanced at Chuxia anxiously but saw her eyes fixed firmly on Song Xiaoyu’s hands, without the slightest hint of panic, which made her secretly praise her teacher’s judgnt, recalling how she almost panicked during her first surgery.
In fact, Chuxia’s heart was pounding fiercely. This wasn’t like cutting a small white rat, it was operating on a real human’s stomach. Not to ntion, just the sight of the intestines that Song Xiaoyu lifted out was frightening enough...
She tried hard to suppress her emotions and not let her anxiety show on her face. Qin i was under partial anesthesia, her senses very alert, continuously watching her. Chuxia didn’t want her performance to make Qin i anxious. If she remained calm, the patient would stay calm, so she had to appear very composed...
At this mont, she even admired her own acting skills, confident that no one but her parents could recognize her nervousness.
As the surgery went deeper and she watched a tumor the size of a fist being removed by Song Xiaoyu, her heartbeat slowed. Debriding, removing contaminants... She was even surprised by her own adeptness...
The final stitch was made by Chuxia. After tying the knot and cutting the thread, she realized that her back was completely drenched...
"Chuxia, you did great!" Wang Jing gave her a thumbs-up. "I have never had an assistant handle this so smoothly. Li Qing and Jiao iqin are far behind you."
"Thank you for the complint, Senior Sister!" Chuxia nervously looked at Song Xiaoyu, "Teacher..."
"Well done," Song Xiaoyu chuckled and shook her head, "Must I always praise you?"
Chuxia nodded as a matter of course: "Of course, teacher’s approval is what makes feel secure."
The anesthetist smiled at Song Xiaoyu: "Director Song, congratulations on ntoring such a talented student."
Having thoroughly checked everything, Song Xiaoyu signaled the nurses to move the patient to the intensive care unit, then turned to the anesthetist, "Would I accept any student without talent?"
Chuxia: "..." Teacher, could you be a bit more humble? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to vote for it. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian to read.)
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