The old dean put down the paper in his hand and stared at Yang Wei and kept looking at it. Yang Wei felt embarrassed. He thought his face was not clean, so he hurriedly asked, "Old dean, what's wrong with me?"

"No, no, no, there is nothing wrong with you, I am thinking about something. 26nbsp;" the old dean smiled and continued to look at Yang Wei with his fingers crossed.

Never been so highly paid attention to by anyone. Yang Wei was very nervous and moved the valley nervously and asked, "What are the old dean thinking?"

“A very important thing.”

"..." The old dean's answer made Yang Wei not know what to say next, whether to speak or shut up, but he was very curious.

The old dean saw Yang Wei's curiosity, but asked with a smile: "Do you want to know?"

"...If the old dean... wants to say it, I... of course I want to hear it." Yang Wei replied huh.

"Hahaha." The old dean suddenly burst into laughter, stood up and walked to Yang Wei, patted Yang Wei's shoulder and said, "Young man, don't be so nervous."

"...I'll do my best." Yang Wei looked up at the old dean with trembling fear.

The old dean nodded and continued, "But it is good to be humble. Modesty makes people progress, so I will also ask you a question modestly today."

"Old Dean, how dare I take it? Just keep in mind if you have any questions." Yang Wei was flattered and stood up to the point where he almost scared his urine.

The old dean pressed Yang Wei on the sofa and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, I'll change the word. I want to discuss something with you today."

"Please say it old dean."

"It's like this. Our hospital will have a major operation next week. This patient is the son of the deputy mayor of Yingchun City. He has congenital heart disease..."

"Heart-changing surgery?" Yang Wei interrupted unconsciously. As soon as he said that, he wanted to slap himself. Who made him so mean? He interrupted the old dean while he was talking. Isn't this seeking death? On the first day he took office as assistant to the dean, he did something that others dare not do. Yang Wei suddenly became irritated, feeling that he was shrinking and he lost confidence in the assistant to the dean's job.

The old dean nodded, as if he was not angry, and continued: "The difficulty of this operation is not dependent on the process of the operation, but on the rare 'panda blood'. You should know that there are not many blood types in the city. The blood bank's blood storage is very limited. I am afraid that there will be problems with the blood supply at that time, which will directly affect the smoothness of the entire operation."

"This problem seems to be very serious." Yang Wei of course knew that the so-called 'panda blood' is rh yin blood. He also heard about how much of this blood is.

"It's not just serious, but very serious. This is related to a person's life and death, so I want to ask you, how can you reduce input? Control it within a limited blood storage range."

Yang Wei knew in his heart that the seriousness was not just about life and death, but about the background of the patient. The identity of the deputy mayor's son probably made the hospital a little nervous. If the deputy mayor's son died in the hospital, the hospital would probably be in turmoil. He thought that this was what the old director was most worried about, so he honestly replied: "This is only very careful during the operation, and try to avoid touching some major blood vessels when opening the mouth..."

"I didn't read the wrong person, you are indeed very smart." Before Yang Wei finished speaking, the old dean looked at Yang Wei with praise.

Yang Wei was sweating all over his head. Any normal doctor could answer this question, and even the students in the medical school knew one or two. He didn't know why the old dean valued him so much, and he vaguely felt that it was not a good thing. Sure enough, after the old dean sat back on his seat, he said something that made Yang Wei want to jump from the fifth floor.

"So, I decided to leave this surgery to you."

"What? Leave it to me?" Yang Wei slid directly from the sofa to the ground.

The old dean nodded and answered very seriously: "Yes, it's you."

Why? Yang Wei felt that the God of Doom was possessed by him, and he was not alive alone. At this moment, he felt that the old dean's smile was full of sinisterness. Such a major operation was actually handed over to a unknown miscellaneous doctor like him. Isn't this sending him to death? The last time the operation of the husband of the director of the Xicheng Public Security Bureau was a complete luck. This time it went directly to the deputy mayor's baby son, or a heart-changing operation. Isn't this asking him to put his head on the belt and make his life? Yang Wei was so scared that he was out of his mind and heard the old dean say 'It was decided that', and then he walked out of the dean's office and entered the assistant office that he had arranged for himself.

After sitting in the office for a long time, Yang Wei did nothing, just stunned. He was wondering if this was a nightmare? Why did he live for more than 20 years, and suddenly he had the urge to cry today. Just as he was thinking a lot, Xiao Liu from the CT room came over. As soon as he entered the office, he saw Yang Wei with a bitter face, so he smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Assistant to the dean."

"Stop kidding me..." Yang Wei looked dull and felt like he was going to the gallows.

Xiao Liu was stunned for a moment and laughed out loud: "Where am I joking? Who doesn't know that our Comrade Yang Wei has been promoted to our assistant to the dean?"

"Are you making fun of me?" Yang Wei looked up at Xiao Liu. Xiao Liu knew his level. Now, Yang Wei didn't know who to tell him about this.

Xiao Liu sat on the chair in front of Yang Wei, looked at Yang Wei very seriously, and replied: "Do you think I am like that?"

"Like..." Yang Wei now feels that anyone who smiles at him is a sinister thing.

When Xiao Liu heard this, he sighed: "Hey, I'm useless to treat you as a brother. You just miss me that way?"

"But look at me like this, can I be a good assistant to the president?" Yang Wei stood up, turned around in front of Xiao Liu, sat down with his head down, and said to himself: "In another week, it would be great if I could be a living person."

"What happened?" Xiao Liu finally realized that Yang Wei was not doing a show, and it seemed that he was in a bad mood.

Yang Wei looked outside, stood up and closed the door, and told Xiao Liu that the old dean had to undergo a heart-changing operation by himself. Xiao Liu was so scared that he stood up.

"No, do you want your heart surgery?"

"Yes, what do you think? So far, except for the rabbit's heart, I have never touched the other hearts." Yang Wei wanted to say that he had never been a surgical assistant.

Xiao Liu looked at Yang Wei sympathetically, shook his head and said, "It seems that you are dead this time."

"I think so too." Yang Wei really wanted to find someone to cry, so he put his head on Xiao Liu's shoulder.

Xiao Liu sighed, "Cry, I won't laugh at you."

"Then am I really crying?"

"Yes." Xiao Liu nodded, then looked up at the ceiling and said loudly: "You know that patient is not alone, there are a hundred urban management teams behind him. If something happened to him, you would be killed with sticks on the streets and alleys!"

"Then what should I do?" Thinking of this, Yang Wei was heartbroken and couldn't help but hug Xiao Liu tightly.

At this moment, the office door opened, and Wang Ruoyun, the best female doctor who was full of fanatic male doctors, stood at the door and saw a male doctor holding another male doctor affectionately...
Chapter completed!