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    "You really don't feel anything?" Hu Dong floated to Yang Zongbao and asked softly.

    "What?" Yang Zongbao was very cautious and meticulous even when laying out the towel.

    "It's nothing" Hu Dong suddenly felt that it was very difficult for him to communicate with Yang Zongbao, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

    Yang Zongbao, who was belatedly aware of the situation, finished his work on stage and went to wash his hands again.

    Hu Dong stayed on the stage, joking with the little girl to relieve the tension: "How old are you?"

    "Tensixteen" The little girl was a little nervous. Because she was undergoing spinal anesthesia, her consciousness was awake.

    "Sixteen, are you still in high school?" Hu Dong continued to chat.

    "The college entrance examination is next year." The little girl's answer was unexpected.

    "Not bad, prodigy." Hu Dong was a little dry.

    "That doctor just now" The little girl hesitated to speak.

    Hu Dong sighed inwardly, Yang Zongbao, what evil did you commit in your previous life? Even such a young child would not be spared.

    "What's the matter?" Yang Zongbao came back from washing his hands and saw that Hu Dong hadn't started yet, so he asked.

    "It's nothing" Hu Dong didn't bother to pay attention to the kind of man who was the public enemy of men, and started the operation on his own.

    The skin under his hands has the unique delicateness and smoothness of a girl. Hu Dong really couldn't bear to touch it: "You are still young. In order for you to wear a bikini in the future, I will make the opening smaller."

    "Thank you" The girl obviously felt that the skin of her lower abdomen was being cut with a scalpel.

    "It hurts?" Yang Zongbao noticed the expression on the girl's face.

    "A little, but it doesn't matter." The girl endured.

    Yang Zongbao stared at his abdomen, which was only a span of his own hand, and then said to the anesthetist: "Change to general anesthesia."

    "Why?" The anesthesiologist was new in the past two years and didn't know Yang Zongbao.

    "Change the director of the anesthesiology department to make the announcement." Yang Zongbao ignored the anesthesiologist and said to the circulating nurse.

    "Yes." The circulating nurse was an old man. Of course she knew who Yang Zongbao was, so she hurriedly pressed the intercom on the wall: "Please ask Director Xing of the Anesthesiology Department to come to the operating room three Please ask Director Xing of the Anesthesiology Department to come to the operating room three."  Operating room¡­¡±

    After the words came out, Hu Dong also folded his arms and waited aside.

    "What's wrong?" The girl saw that there was no movement in her belly and felt keenly that something had happened.

    ¡°It¡¯s okay, I¡¯ll give you another surgical method.¡± Yang Zongbao said gently.

    Hu Dong suddenly noticed that the girl's eyes had changed when she looked at Yang Zongbao, and he sighed in his heart: What a bad fate, what a bad fate

    "I am the anesthesiologist." The anesthesiologist jumped next to the patient's head.

    "Give the patient some medicine to make him sleep." Yang Zongbao called the traveling nurse to his side and whispered.

    "Yes." The circulating nurse followed Yang Zongbao's instructions and immediately took a shot of sedative medicine.

    "You can't inject, have you forgotten the hospital regulations? There are specialties in the surgery, so nurses can't touch anesthetic drugs?" The anesthesiologist blocked the roving nurse midway.

    "I'll do it." Yang Zongbao took the nurse's surgical syringe and began to inject the little girl.

    Finally, after the little girl¡¯s eyes closed, Yang Zongbao said to the anesthesiologist: ¡°Do you know where you went wrong?¡±

    "I don't know." The anesthetist self-reflected and found no operational errors: "I did it exactly according to the specifications. Even if the patient's anesthesia effect is not satisfactory, it is because everyone's physical condition is different."

    "Everything you said is right." Yang Zongbao did not deny that the anesthesiologist did something wrong, and continued: "But when the patient's anesthesia condition is not so obvious, why don't you consider other methods?"

    "Well, one is that changing the anesthesia method midway will be troublesome, a waste of time and surgical supplies. I do this for the sake of the hospital." the anesthesiologist emphasized.

    "Do you know the nature of our hospital?" Yang Zongbao suddenly asked.

    "Private hospital." The anesthesiologist replied passively.

    "Yes, our hospital's charges are much higher than other hospitals. Why can we charge so high without any complaints from patients? That is because our service attitude is good and patients receive the best treatment, within a reasonable range without considering the cost."  After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he walked out of the operating room and went to wash his hands again.

    "What's wrong?" Director Xing asked as he walked into the operating room from another door.

    "The dean is here, please change to general anesthesia quickly." Hu Dong also sighed, this time is really a coincidence.

    "What's wrong? Why did you suddenly change the anesthesia method?" Although he didn't know why, Director Xing of the anesthesiology department still followed Hu Dong's instructions and started general anesthesia.

    ?"The dean is here." Hu Dong sighed.

    "Zhou Yi is here? Didn't you see him?" Director Xing still had the energy to talk while performing the operation.

    "It's the legendary one." Hu Dong felt that sometimes Yang Zongbao did it on purpose, and he would definitely do it on purpose.

    "Uh, Dean Yang?" Director Xing was also startled.

    At this moment, Yang Zongbao washed his hands and came on stage.

    "Dean Yang" Director Xing called out.

    "Yes. Is the anesthesia ready?" Yang Zongbao redressed with the help of the traveling nurse.

    What surprised Director Xing was that Yang Zongbao did not stand on the right side of the patient as the surgeon, but stood as an assistant.

    "The operation begins." Hu Dong started timing.

    The circulating nurse pressed the control panel on the wall.  The numbers on the screen immediately began to beat, and at the same time, soothing music also played.

    Hu Dong did as he said. He only made an incision of about 1.5 centimeters on the girl's body, and then reached in to do it: "Did you see the appendix?" Hu Dong asked.

    "I saw it." Yang Zongbao nodded.

    "Watch what I do!" Hu Dong was not polite to Yang Zongbao at this time. This was Yang Zongbao's own rule. If a person who has not had an operation for half a year wants to go to the operating table again, he should be familiar with all the surgical steps first.

    The operation ended quickly, and it only took about 15 minutes to remove the appendix.  Yang Zongbao used cosmetic thread to suture the wound.

    "The sewing is beautiful." Hu Dong clicked his tongue.

    ¡°¡­¡± Yang Zongbao rolled his eyes at Hu Dong after applying the dressing.

    "I'm not lying to you, really." Hu Dong assured immediately.

    Director Xing of the Department of Natural Anesthesia took over the responsibility for awakening him.

    Yang Zongbao was sitting in the operating room writing postoperative medical instructions and waiting.  Because Jingcheng Hospital cannot use drugs to wake up patients unless there are special circumstances, the recovery time is generally longer than that of other hospitals.  Because if drugs are used to wake up, the patient will show signs of pain to varying degrees after surgery.

    Only the director of the anesthesiology department, the circulating nurse and Yang Zongbao were left in the operating room.

    After Yang Zongbao closed the medical record, he found that the girl opened her eyes at the same time.

    He accidentally met the girl's eyes.

    "Ahem" Then the girl choked and coughed because of the endotracheal tube in her throat.

    Director Xing hurriedly started a series of actions to revive the patient.

    Seeing that the patient had woken up, Yang Zongbao walked out of the operating room.

    Hu Dong was resting in the anesthesiologist's lounge. When he saw Yang Zongbao coming out, he hurriedly handed over a cigarette: "How is it?"

    ¡°It¡¯s not very satisfying.¡± Yang Zongbao declined the cigarette offered by Hu Dong.

    ¡°Director Hu¡¯s phone number.¡± The nurse on duty in the operating room came in holding a mobile phone: ¡°Emergency room phone number.¡±

    "Oh." Hu Dong answered the phone: "Hello?"

    Yang Zongbao noticed that Hu Dong's face was getting more and more ugly.

    After hanging up the phone, Hu Dong asked Yang Zongbao: "Are you there?"

    "Let's go." Yang Zongbao didn't say anything and ran out with Hu Dong.

    ¡°It¡¯s no exaggeration to say they ran. The two of them ran through the aisles and arrived at the entrance of the hospital just in time to wait for the ambulance to leave.

    "What's the problem?" Only Yang Zongbao had time to ask after getting in the car.

    "Something happened at Hualian Factory. Workers were nailed to the assembly line." Hu Dong explained hurriedly.

    As soon as Yang Zongbao heard this, his scalp went numb. Although he had seen a lot of bloody things, this kind of machine accident was the most terrifying.  Most of the people were still alive, or their entire scalps fell off, or their arms were mauledthe scenes were as miserable as a torture scene.

    The people in the car were relatively speechless.

    After the ambulance arrived at Hualian, Yang Zongbao and the others jumped out of the car and were led into the factory.

    Hualian is a factory that processes electronic components, so the factory building is relatively large and has several assembly lines that are not repaired day and night.  Workers generally work in two shifts and are tired. Accidents are bound to happen, it's just a matter of sooner or later.

    In the factory, police officers had already arrived in advance.

    "He's dead." One of the policemen said to Yang Zongbao and others who arrived.

    "What a pity." Hu Dong took Yang Zongbao forward to check.

    Yang Zongbao also noticed that on a stopped assembly line, a worker was nailed to the assembly line platform, face down, his body was covered in blood, and packaging bags were nailed into his back and head.  nail.

    "I'm out of breath." Hu Dong touched theThe worker's neck was indeed lifeless.

    Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t say anything, but observed carefully.

    "Excuse me, has the inspection been completed? Once the inspection is completed, we will resume work." A person who seemed to be a supervisor asked Hu Dong.

    "No." Yang Zongbao suddenly spoke.

    "Huh?" Yang Zongbao's words attracted the police's attention.

    "Why, we will lose 1 million yuan if we stop working for one day." The supervisor said.

    "So you let this worker die on purpose?"

    "What did you say? You can't say nonsense." The supervisor hurriedly stopped Yang Zongbao from talking.

    "This man suffered injuries to his upper body and head. Logically speaking, it's impossible to even have blood on his feet." Yang Zongbao pointed at the worker and shouted, "There are obvious signs of dragging."

    "You are mistaken. The machine keeps stopping. It is normal for it to be dragged." The supervisor broke into a cold sweat and unconsciously raised his voice a lot.

    "But there is a pause at his waist, do you see it?" Yang Zongbao then walked to the worker's waist, and there was indeed a pause as he said.

    "You're talking nonsense." The supervisor looked pale.

    "I think one day's work stoppage is worth 1 million. I wonder how much the compensation will be if a worker dies? 200,000? Do you buy insurance for 200,000? So of course a dead person is better than a living person? Besides, if a person is alive, the medical expenses will probably be enough.  Did you pay for it?" Yang Zongbao looked at the supervisor with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

    ¡°You¡¯re talking nonsense, I¡¯m going to sue you for defamation.¡± The supervisor was really not calm anymore.

    "Huh." Yang Zongbao didn't express an opinion and turned around: "Our hospital requires money for emergency services. Please pay the fee."
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