The people standing around, including Dr. Mo, were all stunned.
This classmate Xie seems to be as good as Mr. Zhang. Such an idea flashed through Du Meng'en's mind involuntarily.
"How's it going? Are you okay?"
A group of stunned people in the room heard the sound at the door of the operating room. They came to their senses and turned around, only to see the surgeon and the others were preparing to enter the surgery.
It was Shen Youhuan who was standing at the door and asking questions carelessly. When he looked at the person inside, he seemed to have a strange expression on his face and raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Ye Qing and the others saw Du Haiwei who was following behind, and they all said "Huh" in their eyes: This atmosphere is a bit weird.
Dr. Mo's face was full of embarrassment. He was embarrassed to say that his previous work of adjusting the angle according to the script was too rough and was not as careful as classmate Xie's. The result was that he did not adjust it well.
It turns out that adjusting body posture cannot be one size fits all.
Whether a doctor's technical work can be amazing or amazing depends on the details.
"Yingying, what did you do?" Shen Youhuan walked in, pointed at the junior sister and asked. He narrowed his bright eyes and looked at the younger sister's face, and he could guess at a glance that it was the younger sister's masterpiece.
"No." Xie Wanying shook her head. She didn't do anything but helped Teacher Mo adjust her posture.
Just adjusting the body position can create a surprising scene. Shin Woo-hwan burst into laughter.
Having such a student makes the teacher proud. Du Haiwei smiled in his eyes and said to Xie Wanying and Geng: "Go and wash your hands."
The operation is about to begin. The assistant quickly arrives first.
Xie Wanying and Geng Yongzhe went out and followed Teacher Zuo to wash their hands and then disinfected the sheets.
The chief surgeon came on stage, other assistants were in place, and the cesarean section began as scheduled.
In the field, doctors from the Department of Cardiac Surgery and Cardiology were waiting.
After a while, a team of doctors from the neonatology department arrived, pushing a small lathe for transporting the child and the prepared child rescue equipment.
Leader Zhang Huayao was the last one to arrive. As soon as he stepped into the door of the operating room, his sharp and dark eyes like an eagle flicked at the numbers on the monitor, then narrowed into two arcs.
The leader came, and his expression showed an interesting sense of picture. Shen Youhuan and Du Yeqing, who were standing nearby, saw it and laughed without saying a word.
"Doctor Mo."
Hearing the leader's call, Dr. Mo's body trembled, and he turned back to Zhang Huayao: "Director Zhang, you are here."
Zhang Huayao put his hand on his shoulder: "Well done."
The patient's hemodynamics were quite stable during anesthesia and surgery.
Dr. Mo's back was dripping with sweat: He didn't do this.
"Keep up the good work." Zhang Huayao encouraged him and asked him that the extracardiac surgery would be as stable by then.
Doctor Mo wanted to beg for mercy on the spot, but he opened his mouth slightly and didn't know how to explain.
Other insiders almost fainted with laughter when they heard Zhang Huayao's words.
"Is your brother-in-law really not aware of it or is he pretending not to know?" Du Meng'en asked Zhang Shuping in a low voice. It is unlikely that Zhang Huayao, a big boss, could not see something fishy.
His brother-in-law was such a person that no one could guess whether what Zhang Huayao said was a joke or serious. Zhang Shuping blinked quickly and could not answer Classmate Du's question.
Standing next to the anesthesiologist, Zhang Huayao's eyes began to review the progress of the cesarean section.
For many things, as long as the logistics are coordinated well, the surgeon operating on the operating table will go much more smoothly.
Less than fifteen minutes into the show, the fetus is almost out.
