The child¡¯s blood pressure has become even lower, and he is now barely able to maintain it with blood transfusions and medications.
Dr. Zhou is a licensed doctor, so he has to work as an assistant until other doctors in the department come back. When he came in and saw the child in front of him, his head suddenly felt a little blurry. He had never experienced operating on such a young child.
Nie Jiamin, who was going to wash his hands, noticed that he was not moving. He quickly turned to Xie Wanying and shouted: "Yingying."
I don¡¯t know since when, Teacher Nie got used to calling her by her nickname.
"Yes, Teacher Nie, I'll do it." Xie Wanying immediately understood the teacher's instructions and stepped forward to disinfect the child's surgical area on behalf of Dr. Zhou. I had performed surgery on Xiao Yazhi before, and I remember similar procedures, and she was not unfamiliar with it at all.
Dr. Zhou finally came to his senses and went up to help her lay out the surgical drape.
After putting on the surgical gown, Nie Jiamin came into the operating room and stood in the position of the surgeon. Due to time constraints and poor Chinese skills, he reached out to the nurse and said casually: "scalple."
Good guy, what did this new doctor say? The nurse's body froze and she was dumbfounded.
Dr. Zhou shrank his shoulders in fear: If the boss suddenly started speaking English and asked him to do something while he was doing the operation, would he be able to react? He is a junior doctor at a hospital in another county and has never had the opportunity to communicate in English with a foreigner. Maybe you can read some English papers and ask him to speak English better? Go around him.
"Teacher Nie wants a scalpel." Seeing that the nurse and Dr. Zhou were not moving, Xie Wanying hurriedly took over and said to the nurse. The reason why she slowed down a beat was because Teacher Nie's hand gesture was obvious and she could guess something. But she didn't expect that she was confused by English first.
When the scalpel was handed to the surgeon, the nurse felt uneasy and not confident. She just graduated from a technical secondary school and can't speak English well.
Dr. Zhou¡¯s eyes secretly turned to Xie Wanying and signaled: Let¡¯s change places.
Xie Wanying asked:?
Dr. Zhou: I¡¯m afraid he and I are on the same level as each other. If I don¡¯t change with you, I¡¯m afraid I won¡¯t be able to communicate with him.
I¡¯m afraid it¡¯s the same as the other doctors in his department who came back. No one in the county hospital can speak English smoothly with foreigners.
It is not her decision whether to change the position or not, it needs to be decided by the surgeon. Xie Wanying wrote to Dr. Zhou in her eyes.
"You two, change places." Nie Jiamin's voice spoke under the surgical mask.
The others heard his dull tone, obviously disappointed.
Dr. Zhou regretted it. He would have known better and would not have backed down. To put it bluntly, what was he afraid of if the boss didn¡¯t start scolding him? If you are afraid first, can you learn something from the boss? Well, now this precious learning opportunity will be given to others in vain, who made him shrink from the battle.
"Change." Nie Jiamin issued an order to urge him regardless of whether he regretted it or not.
??????????????????? Forget about other times, it¡¯s good that you backed down from me on the operating table and didn¡¯t get kicked off the stage by me.
???????? All big guys have tempers. Teacher Nie is angry now.
Dr. Zhou had no choice but to switch places with Xie Wanying and stand in the position of second assistant.
To fill the vacancy, he was once again appointed as a supporter when faced with danger. Xie Wanying's heart tightened as she was performing this kind of infant surgery for the first time. She remembered that the textbook said that infant surgeries and adult surgeries can be said to be similar.
There is only one thing she has to do, be careful and listen to the teacher's instructions.
¡°Gauze.¡± She ordered the nurse, she reached for the gauze piece and stood by.
Raising his eyes, Nie Jia scanned the posture of her hand sharply. It seemed to be more accurate and predictable, so he held the scalpel like a pen and made cuts on the child's skin.
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