"Old Cui, tell me what Boss Zheng did that day." Old He struggled out of fear and panic, and forced a grin and began to get to the point.

But as soon as he started talking, he was almost spurted out by a mouthful of old blood.

But Lao He knew that fear was useless.

In the future, he had to do it himself, so he began to pay attention to the level of Boss Zheng's anesthesia level.

In fact, Lao He himself has a judgment on Boss Zheng's anesthesia level. Even if he knows such an "unpopular" external circulation, his anesthesia level must be very high.

And Director Xu of the Department of Anesthesiology, his level is high enough! When the emergency treatment of patients with malignant high fever, Director Xu squatted beside the urine bag and watched the patient's urine volume.

Director Xu's bad temper, if it weren't for technical crushing, could he be so honest? He would have kicked the person who was pointing fingers away.

But Lao He was very curious about how high his anesthesia level was.

Perhaps everything I show off was filled with clouds in Boss Zheng’s eyes, and he was like a gorilla in the zoo, pretending to be ugly and behaved foolishly.

"The patient's airways are a bit deformed. Patients usually see this kind of patient. I carefully intubate the cannula, but who would have thought it would be inserted into the trachea?" Cui Zhiying said: "I was not sure at that time. Boss Zheng pushed me aside when he came in, unplugged the ventilator, started to breathe artificially, and also asked for a fiber bronchoscope."

Lao He could imagine this process.

Boss Zheng looked gentle, but at that time, he was as irritable as a lion during rescue. In the operating room, he was the only king and no one was allowed to challenge his authority.

Lao He didn't say anything, just looked at Cui Zhiying quietly.

The smoke in his hand was burning silently, and he was guessing the time when Boss Zheng used a fiber bronchoscope to intubate the tracheal tube.

Anesthesiologists, the key tasks are two tracheal intubation and understanding of machine and drug dosage.

The length of tracheal intubation time can definitely indicate the technical level of an anesthesiologist.

And controlling the dose of drugs is another matter.

A glimpse of the leopard, now what Lao He has to do is this thing. Understand Boss Zheng's level and then know what he should do.

"I ran and brought the things, and Boss Zheng put the trachea intubation in every possible way." Cui Zhiying said.

Lao He suddenly became furious.

After listening to it for so long, I almost scared myself to death, and I heard the five words "several" and "several" words?

Isn't this nonsense?

"Old Cui, how long does Boss Zheng take to get in?" Lao He asked.

"Uh..." Choi Zhiying was stunned for a moment.

"I was too nervous at that time and forgot about it?" Lao He gave an explanation he thought was reasonable.

"That's not, it's just that I think it's my own dizziness and I've read it wrong." Cui Zhiying lowered her head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Drawn?" Lao He asked in surprise.

"Well, I looked at Boss Zheng's eyes and looked in the mirror. I immediately put the fiber bronchoscope in and started intubation, no more than 10 seconds before and after." Cui Zhiying said, "This is definitely impossible, so I feel my eyes are blurred."

In 10 seconds, it’s still less than a fuck!

Old He was speechless, he felt a little cold on his body.

You are a general surgeon who is good at general surgery. Why do you learn all anesthesia so well?

Lao He was wailing in his heart!

The things I couldn't understand in the past were now explained in Lao He's mind.

No wonder, no matter how high or low the level, they insist on having a pair of twin sisters become anesthesiologists.

It turns out that Boss Zheng is the kind of person who has a very high level and doesn’t care what the anesthesiologist does at all. As long as he is obedient, it is enough.

No matter what unexpected situations, if Boss Zheng is there, it can be solved and nothing will happen.

Yes, that's so confident.

What Boss Zheng wants is obedient. Work honestly and don’t just pussy when you are in emergency rescue.

A pair of obedient twin sisters... Thinking of this, Lao He's heart has gradually turned into ice.

My opponent is definitely not a twin sister, but the almost omnipotent Boss Zheng!

Old He was almost crying.

What should I do? Want anesthesia level to exceed Boss Zheng? I might have understood this way before, but after listening to Cui Zhiying's statement, Lao He knew that Boss Zheng's anesthesia level was one order of geometrical higher than him.

In less than 10 seconds, a tracheal intubation with airway deformity went into the tracheal intubation. This level... Not to mention myself, even Director Xu, or even all the masters he had seen in his life could not do it.

It’s not completely impossible. When practicing with a dummy, there may be occasional chances of being accustomed to it.

But if emergency rescue, the body's adrenaline surges, and there is not necessarily one in a hundred people who can keep absolutely calm.

What you can do in daily life should at least give a discount in actual combat.

You know, at that time, I was facing the injured who were about to die, rather than the training dummy.

At this level... Lao He almost squirted Cui Zhiying's body with an old blood.

"Old He, I really envy you." Cui Zhiying finished smoking and opened the window, smiled bitterly and said, "Follow Boss Zheng, I'll go to see the operation."

Lao He didn't give him a gift, but he felt bitter.

In less than 10 seconds, the tracheal intubation was inserted, and it was still a patient with airway deformity.

At this level, I still have some yarn.

Thinking of it, he was a little depressed.

But Lao He had been a salted fish for a lifetime. If he had not had a little optimism, he would have jumped off the building and committed suicide long ago.

Boss Zheng is awesome, this is certain, otherwise why should I just focus on holding others’ thighs?

But Boss Zheng is awesome and doesn’t delay his performance? With himself, he can save some effort, so why not do it?

Even if it is a twin sister... it doesn't matter if the obedient twin sisters come. They are responsible for being a vase and are responsible for running around and working behind and behind.

Although they don’t have to do any work, they may get more than themselves. But as long as they have their own position, no matter whether it is a business or a first-class seat, it is enough to have a station ticket.

Thinking of this, Lao He became happy.

If you are on the market, you should be fine at your own level. Look at this day, Boss Zheng took the initiative to call him to consult the truth. This is a good start.

The solution to it yourself should be pretty good, you can score at least 7 points.

Lao He thought about it and adjusted the chat record again. Because there were not necessarily people in the group anytime and anywhere, two anesthesiologists said that they had encountered similar situations during this period.

After adding their friends, Lao He began to consult in detail and began to log in to the New England English website to search for related content.

As long as Boss Zheng needs it, he will make a complete document as if he is doing a doctoral thesis.
Chapter completed!