There is no place for the film to be missed, and Zhou Congwen is still very confident about watching the film. With his stable personality and extremely rich experience, it should be fine.

Who knows what the system means? Zhou Congwen thought about it and decided to listen to the patient's left lung again. Don't blow the ventilator, and the tension pneumothorax will blow the person directly.

After smoking a cigarette, Zhou Congwen thought a lot of things, but he had to eat at a sip and the road had to be walked step by step. It would be meaningless to think so much.

Put on a hat and mask, Zhou Congwen walked out of the locker room.

Before Shen Lang came, Zhou Congwen was not in a hurry and slowly moved the various arts.

Unfortunately, the boss didn't let him walk with his hands on his back. Zhou Congwen felt a little regretful. That posture was really comfortable.

"You can't even resist the thigh!" Director Sui's contemptuous voice came from a magic room, and Zhou Congwen walked in by the way.

"Director Sui, you're having surgery." Zhou Congwen greeted with a smile.

"Xiao Zhou, do you have an emergency department too?" Director Sui originally looked at the little doctor with contempt, but after hearing Zhou Congwen's voice, his attitude immediately turned 360...180° and said with a gentle smile.

"Well, a traumatic blood pneumothorax." Zhou Congwen took a look. He was a young intern standing on the patient's legs, a little confused.

Seeing that he was a little thin, Zhou Congwen sighed in his heart.

"Have you resisted your thighs?" Zhou Congwen asked.

The skin on the face between the mask and hat of the young intern was red, and she seemed ashamed of shame.

"It's normal. Everyone has the first time they come to the stage. I'll teach you." Zhou Congwen came to the young intern.

Director Sui smiled and said, "Xiao Zhou, you have a really good temper."

"It's okay, the teacher was more patient when I was internship." Zhou Congwen said casually, without any intention of ridicule Director Sui, but Director Sui always felt that Zhou Congwen was targeting him, Yin and Yang.

However, in the last incident, Director Sui had to suppress his anger no matter what he thought. He had lost Zhou Congwen to a huge favor, and this kind of thing was not a joke.

It is also said that Zhou Congwen will soon go to the provincial academician workstation to preside over the work, and Director Sui does not want to offend this star of tomorrow.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Zhou Congwen asked the young intern.

"No." The young intern replied in a little confused. Could this teacher want to introduce him to a partner?

"No wonder, with a girlfriend, you know how to resist your thighs." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

“…”

There was a brief silence in the art room and then burst into laughter.

"Xiao Zhou, you have taken the child out of trouble." The nurse walked along the way and punched Zhou Congwen on the back.

The young intern had never seen this scene before. He shyly lowered his head and glanced at Zhou Congwen with the corner of his eyes.

"Let's watch the movie and learn how others' postures." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

The young intern was almost crying. This guy looked very kind, but the question he asked came up and said so much like a stinky hooligan.

Don’t you watch something like watching a movie secretly? How can you still talk about it in public?

"Xiao Zhou, do you often watch it when you are in school?"

"Occasionally, my second brother in our dormitory is relatively wealthy. He has a laptop, just like a baby. Sometimes he will watch new movies and discs when he buys them." Zhou Congwen said with his eyes narrowed.

He said while directing the young interns how to carry their thighs.

"No, your posture is incorrect. You can't think about it in a few minutes. You must be prepared for at least an hour. Men, the faster the better." Zhou Congwen taught earnestly.

"With force on your waist, yes, when you use force, you should pay attention to protecting your waist and don't flash. Do you know why many gifts to men need to give belts? You just need to protect your old waist."

"The operating table below you has bacteria, so you can support it with your hands. But don't think that resisting the thigh is very simple. You have to pay attention to the reaction above."

"..." The young intern was already confused by Zhou Congwen.

"Especially at the most critical moment, you can't move at all. This is different from carrying your thighs at home. Don't get too deeply involved in the show."

"Xiao Zhou, I heard that you have a girlfriend and she looks pretty good." After finishing work, the nurse of the tour moved the anesthesiologist's stool to the corner and sat for a while, chatting with Zhou Congwen.

Judging from her posture, if the operating room had not been sterile, she would probably have been holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand at this time.

"It's okay, ordinary people." Zhou Congwen said perfunctorily.

"I'm very skilled in carrying my thighs. Can your old waist be handled?" the nurse asked with a smile, "I think you're going to be troubled just by teaching other people's children."

"Me? Hey!" Zhou Congwen laughed, "I can do this job of fighting the thigh for three or four hours."

"Just blow it."

"Young man, is it okay?" Zhou Congwen asked with concern.

The young intern was stunned and didn't understand what Zhou Congwen meant.

"Once... I heard a senior brother say that he had surgery and chatting in the operating room. He said that his wife had just returned from a business trip. Is it better to get married? He said a little too much. The equipment nurse is new, so he sued them to the director after he stepped down."

"..." The young intern wanted to explain something, but he couldn't keep up with Zhou Congwen's rhythm at all.

"As a result, I have to apologize to the young nurse after the operation." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "You little man, don't be like a girl."

"I...I...I...I...I won't."

"Why are you stuttering when you speak, and your vocal cords are spasming?" Zhou Congwen put his posture in place, "Okay, don't move like this, just follow Director Sui's everything."

"Xiao Zhou, I really apologize." Director Sui ignored the young intern and paused for the operation and turned around to ask Zhou Congwen.

"The young nurse who just came here thought she was teasing her. It's okay, just get used to it." Zhou Congwen said, "The deputy director of 912 hand surgery is a hot girl, and she is crazy about racing than anyone else."

As he said that, the sound of a flat car came from outside.

Zhou Congwen said, "Director Sui, you have done it, and I have gone to have surgery."

"Okay."

After leaving the surgery room, Zhou Congwen helped the anesthesiologist pull the cart.

The strong man lay on the flat car and said all the way, "Doctor, I can just walk by myself. I feel uncomfortable all over lying in the car."

"You will be dizzy at any time after 2,000ml of blood. You should lie down honestly and don't cause trouble for us." Zhou Congwen flatly refused.

When he arrived at the surgery room, with the assistance of Zhou Congwen and Shen Lang, the strong man moved to the operating table as gently as possible. Zhou Congwen picked up the film and looked at the name on the film bag and checked it with the patient, and then inserted it on the film reader.

He checked the name on the film again and checked it with the patient.

The anesthesiologist smiled and said, "Xiao Zhou, do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder? Only one patient is so careful."
Chapter completed!