What? What are you saying? Who do you want to fool? Do you want to fool the leader? I am your leader. If I can't tell what you are doing, can I be your leader and lead you?
Director Fang didn't need to say much, a few very sharp eyes shot on Dr. Zhou's face, like an electric drill, was about to drill into Dr. Zhou's brain. The sweat on Dr. Zhou's forehead was flowing out...
"Doctor Zhou." Director Fang knocked on the document board again, urging the child to reform quickly like his mother.
Dr. Zhou turned around and started working, taking medicine to add anesthesia to the patient.
After the drug entered the catheter, the patient's groans gradually stopped.
The surgeons all breathed a sigh of relief and were finally able to continue the operation.
Only Dr. Zhou did not relax. Instead, he sweated more and more on his forehead, like a heavy rain.
This result just confirmed that he had done something terrible wrong.
"Doctor Zhou." Director Fang said in a polite tone, "Come to my office after the operation, we need to have a good talk."
It is definitely not a good thing for leaders to find conversations.
Dr. Zhou rushed to the leader and defended himself: "Director Fang, you were not here just now and don't know the patient's condition."
"What's the patient?"
"She is older and has a bad heart, so the dosage of some medicines must be controlled."
"Okay. Tell me, what did you do just now? Did the medicine make her heart go wrong?" Director Fang asked him back and felt angry.
If you have the ability, do you dare to say that my leader is forcing you to add medicine to the patient and let the patient die? Do you dare to say no, Dr. Zhou?
Dr. Zhou didn't dare to say that, and he was panting and regretting that he should have been hard on his mouth instead of adding medicine to the patient first.
When he saw what the other party was thinking, Director Fang was furious on the spot, and he almost trembled in his voice and said the following words to the other party: "Doctor Zhou, if the person lying on the operating table is your own mother
, How would you feel?!"
The leader couldn't believe that there was such a doctor who had no sympathy for the patient in his hospital. What kind of doctor is he?
Director Fang's words were like five thunderstorms. Doctor Zhou's soul was awakened, his face turned pale, and his body suddenly shook.
Director Fang was heartbroken: "Dr. Zhou, you forgot what you are doing here, are you? You forgot what you entered this industry more than 20 years ago, are you?"
I forgot, I forgot all. I only remember that every time I mention anesthesia in society, who sneer at him. I seem to be doing repetitive work every day, and there is not much difference in work. I forget that I am doing some things.
What's going on?
When you reach a certain age, it is more difficult and difficult to make money than making money.
"Okay, I will talk to Dean Xiao and your director of the Department of Anesthesiology about you." Director Fang spoke in a heavy tone, knowing the serious nature of this matter very well.
"Director Fang." Dr. Zhou panicked and wanted to plead for himself, "I'm not, I really don't want to--"
I just got numb for a moment and was taken over by other thoughts.
"Go back and do your job well. If this patient cannot get off the operating table safely in your position, it is not something that I, Director Xiao and your director, can protect you." Director Fang said to him meaningfully,
Chapter completed!