Not only the lungs, but also the pericardium are already affected.

If I were on stage... Everyone, whether they were thoracic surgery or not, had this idea.

Put yourself in your shoes, if you are yourself, the operation time will be at least four hours, and it may not be possible.

"Prepare to open the mediastinum." Zheng Ren said lightly.

Su Yun nodded. He was already ready.

Seeing Zheng Ren as an assistant, he seemed to have new experiences and his level of being an assistant also increased.

As soon as he reached out, he was about to get tweezers with the equipment nurse, but the cell phone that Su Yun put in his pocket rang.

"Mr. Dong, help me answer the phone." Su Yun said.

"Oh." Dong Jia looked at the surgical field reluctantly. He took out his cell phone from the pocket behind Su Yun's butt, and then connected it and put it in Su Yun's ear.

"Yiren, here you come." Su Yun said.

"I'm on stage with the boss, I'll ask someone else to pick you up."

After saying that, Su Yun glanced at Dong Jia.

Dong Jia felt sad in her heart.

There were more than a dozen people who had seen the operation, and they were unable to escape the operating table. Because I came early, my location was the second best place.

At this time, even if you have urine, you have to hold it in.

Once you go out, you may not have enough footstools when you come back, so you have to stand on the small round stool to watch.

If the person ahead makes any move, he has already figured out the scene where he fell and hit his head on the edge of the sputum suction device.

Head trauma, scalp contusion and laceration, epidural hematoma...

I don't want to go...

Dong Jia's idea was just an idea. He didn't even have the chance to say it, so he lost to Su Yun's eyes.

Forget it, I'd better go and pick someone up honestly.

"Brother Yun, is he a thoracic doctor or a general public servant?" Dong Jia turned around and asked casually.

"What are you thinking?" Su Yun pinched a piece of tissue with big long tweezers and exposed Zheng Ren's artifacts, while saying, "It's the boss's equipment nurse."

“…”

“…”

“…”

The air in the operating room is as quiet as death.

Is this the standard configuration for Nobel Prize candidates? As an interventional physician, if you do general escapist, you don’t have to include thoracic surgery, you also need to bring your own assistant when you go on stage.

All of these are tolerated, but even the nurses have to bring their own equipment...

912 The many big guys are so envious.

Some people bring assistants and equipment nurses when they go out to fly, but that is bullying people from other places. In 912, who dares to do this?

When this person appeared in front of him, he should have condemned him passionately, but when he looked at the operation in front of him, everyone remained silent.

It is an indisputable fact that there are rare surgeries in the operating room, and the instrument nurse cannot keep up with the pace.

But can I just change to a special equipment nurse?

Dong Jia was stunned for a moment. He was so well-behaved that he had nothing to do and got out of the crowd.

As soon as he moved, his standing position was immediately filled with people.

"Mr. Dong, remember to say to the head nurse in the operating room." Su Yun's voice came from the crowd.

"Okay." Dong Jia wanted to cry without tears.

Why did such a difficult thing fall on your head? How did you tell the head nurse in the operating room? Could it be that your equipment nurse can't keep up with the rhythm, and then the operator brought the equipment nurse himself?

That's looking for a blow, and I'll be beaten so hard that my nose and face are swollen. These are all trivial matters, I'm afraid that in the future, I'll roll my eyes if I go to surgery.

No, you have to turn the blame on such things, at least someone at the director level can call.

Dong Jia is a person who knows what he knows. He instantly recognizes the reality. He knows very well what he can do, but what he can't do.

Walking out of the operating room and opening the door, a 22-3-year-old girl stood at the door, with her shawl on her white clothes, gentle and beautiful, gentle and charming.

Well……

Dong Jia was stunned.

Even if you have a device nurse, you can still tolerate it. Why do you find a goddess-like girl to be a device nurse? This is too much!

But he was stunned for only one second, then smiled and asked, "Is you Yiren?"

"Hello, I'm Xie Yiren." Xie Yiren smiled and said.

With a smile blooming, Dong Jia felt that the cold operating room was full of flowers.

This time, not only was there envy and jealousy, but a faint hatred emerged.

It crunched, and the rear teeth were chewing.

"What did you say?" Xie Yiren heard the voice and thought Dong Jia was talking.

"Uh...no, please come in, please come in, please come in." Dong Jia said quickly, "This is the women's locker room. I don't know what it looks like. I have never been in... This is the key. If you have something to do, please say hello."

"Um."

"The operating room is in the six-handed operation table, and I'll wait for you at the door." Dong Jia said a lot, several times more than usual.

Xie Yiren smiled sweetly, nodded, and entered the locker room with the key.

I would have such a beautiful nurse with a nurse... It would be like a domineering president, with a beautiful secretary around me.

The thoughts in Dong Jia's mind began to get up.

But people always yell occasionally and will soon return to reality.

Exclusive equipment nurses, a species that is less than pandas... Dong Jia will never think about it in her life.

I don’t even have my own chief director, why can I have it?

Alas, Boss Zheng is so lucky. Dong Jia did not leave, but stood at the door of the locker room waiting for Xie Yiren to change her clothes, and then took her in.

In a few minutes, Xie Yiren changed her clothes and walked out.

Dong Jia curbed the messy thoughts in her heart and said, "This side."

"What surgery?" Xie Yiren asked.

"Hepatic hydatosis invades the right kidney, right lung, pericardium, and inferior vena cava." Dong Jia said, "It has achieved the pericardium."

"Oh." Xie Yiren replied calmly.

"Have you been appointed to the Taiwan Strait?" Dong Jia asked in surprise.

This is the first time I have seen this rare disease. Can this young nurse named Xie Yiren have seen it? No way.

"No." Xie Yiren said, "But it's not difficult to pass on whatever Zheng Ren wants to use."

“…”

"Just know what he is thinking, just a little faster than him," Xie Yiren said for granted.

Dong Jia collapsed directly when she heard this.

Dong Jia has never heard of what Xie Yiren said. But it is easy to understand, and the literal meaning is enough.

This is to understand the various behavioral habits of the artist, then look at the art field, judge what the artist needs, and prepare the equipment half a step ahead of time?

What a tacit understanding...

This cannot be heard by other directors. Who wouldn’t think of such a soul assistant? But if every director asks the head nurse in the operating room to ask for such an instrument, the operating room will collapse directly.

This is an exception, this is an exception, and it is a privilege for Nobel Prize candidates. Dong Jia kept telling herself in her heart and brainwashing herself.
Chapter completed!