The dean hurried to the monitoring room and saw Mrs. Zhou holding Zhang Dagang's hand with a pleading look on her face.
His eyes fell on the director's face, looking at the decadent director, he glared at him fiercely.
What a waste. If I had known that Zhou Fu was here before, I would have helped him more, and now he can help me join forces to deal with Zhang Dagang.
"Dean, I suggest that the child Dagang be allowed to operate on Mr. Bai. As for the experts in your hospital, I really can't compliment you." It's not that Mrs. Zhou doesn't give face.
This sentence was like a slap on the dean's face.
Those experts are their publicity capital for Suhai Central Hospital.
Who is not a returnee from studying abroad? They have a high degree of education, and the salary offered to them is undoubtedly the highest.
But now, Mrs. Zhou actually told him that those expert doctors who he held in his hands for fear of falling and held in his mouth for fear of melting were not as good as this young boy he couldn't understand.
Seeing the Dean's expression as if he had eaten shit, Zhang Dagang felt relieved.
This guy even sent the director to dig a hole for him. Unexpectedly, he shot himself in the foot and became his stepping stone.
After learning from Charles in Beijing, he really needed an operation to practice his skills.
However, if Western medicine fails this time, he still has Chinese medicine, with the power of the dragon and the rejuvenation technique, this operation will be 100% successful.
Thinking of this, Zhang Dagang no longer shied away.
He wanted to learn Western medicine because he thought that combining Chinese and Western medicine would be more effective in treating diseases and saving lives, so there was nothing to resist.
"Mrs. Zhou, Dagang is still an intern. Isn't it against the rules to ask him to operate on Mr. Bai?" The dean continued to try to persuade.
He always felt that if Zhang Dagang entered the operating room, he might actually be able to save Mr. Bai.
If Zhang Dagang is really allowed to hug Mr. Bai's lap, it will probably be even more difficult for him to punish Zhang Dagang in the future.
Zhang Dagang felt happy as he looked at the dean whose face was getting more and more ugly.
After this operation, I won't be running away when I get back on my feet.
Zhang Dagang does not plan to stay at Suhai Central Hospital for long, but residents have much more freedom than interns, and it will be more convenient for them to learn Western medicine.
"Grandma Zhou, I think I can go and operate on Mr. Bai." Zhang Dagang agreed.
Hearing what he said, Mrs. Zhou suddenly became happy and said three good words: "Dagang, go quickly. Grandma Zhou is sitting outside waiting for your triumphant return. In the evening, Grandma Zhou will give it to you in the private room of the largest hotel in our city."
Let’s have a celebration banquet.”
Zhang Dagang nodded, and under Mrs. Zhou's earnest gaze, he went to change into surgical clothes.
Mrs. Zhou and the dean continued to stay in the monitoring room.
Looking at the live surveillance footage on the screen, several people's hearts were in their throats.
"Mom, how long did Zhang Da come to the Western Hospital just now? If you asked him to undergo an operation, wouldn't you be pushing him into a pit of fire?" Zheng Wenxuan complained disapprovingly.
There is still some hope for those doctors to perform the surgery.
What is the difference between asking an intern, who is new to Western medicine and yet always asking for leave, to perform an operation, and asking a patient to die?
Hearing his father's words, Zheng Linbo pursed his lips in disapproval.
Dagang was born to eat this kind of rice, so he felt that with Zhang Dagang around, Uncle Bai had a 100% chance of surviving.
Zheng Linbo did not dare to say these words because he was afraid that his irritable old father would scold him again.
Zhang Dagang soon appeared on the surveillance screen.
The surgeon in charge angrily gave up his position, while Zhang Dagang took his time and stepped in with ease.
Looking at the patient's internal organs, Zhang Dagang's pupils shrank and shrank.
Probably because he inherited the power of the dragon, he has a natural resistance to bloody things like Western medicine.
Although he had seen it before, this kind of Western surgery didn't affect him, so he wasn't too shocked inside.
"Scalpel"
Zhang Dagang took the knife and began to remove the necrotic tissue from the patient's body.
"Scissors"
"Q-tip"
"Bleeding Strips"
Zhang Dagang held the scalpel and became more and more comfortable in performing operations.
Charles's broken Mandarin was still echoing in his ears. Zhang Dagang's hands were clean and neat, and the doctor next to him couldn't help but be surprised.
Zheng Fangfang stood at the edge to observe the operation. Seeing Zhang Dagang's neat and steady knife skills, her liking for him skyrocketed.
Seeing Zhang Dagang who was still seriously operating on the patient, Zheng Fangfang's heart started to beat again.
Zhang Dagang's profile is perfect, with his tall nose and focused eyebrows. His seriousness makes Zheng Fangfang unable to take her eyes away.
Soon, the damaged tissue in the patient's body was removed by Zhang Dagang, and the patient's vital signs gradually stabilized.
Dense sweat had already poured out on his forehead. Zhang Dagang put down the scalpel, his hands trembling.
The suturing doctor had already stepped forward to take over Zhang Dagang's work. Zhang Dagang closed his eyes and used the power of the dragon, and his limp body finally gained some strength.
The blood vessels of the heart are so intricate that the slightest distraction may cause the patient to haemorrhage.
Fortunately, the operation was successful and I believe the patient will be able to wake up soon.
Zhang Dagang raised his feet and walked out of the operating room. The old lady had already been waiting at the door of the operating room.
Seeing Zhang Dagang coming out, the old lady hurriedly greeted him.
"Dagang, you are simply the savior of our Zheng family." The old lady held Zhang Dagang's hand and refused to let go.
Zheng Fangfang looked at her grandma and Zhang Dagang so intimately with confusion, and walked over curiously.
"Grandma, do you know Dr. Zhang?"
Mrs. Zhou nodded and then spoke, asking her granddaughter to come over quickly to thank Zhang Dagang.
"Dr. Zhang not only saved Mr. Bai this time, but Dr. Zhang also saved grandma's illness last time, and your mother's dysmenorrhea was also treated by Dr. Zhang." After Mrs. Zhou finished speaking, she gratefully introduced to Zhang Dagang:
"Dagang, this is my granddaughter Zheng Fangfang. You are colleagues and you should know her."
Zhang Dagang looked at Zheng Fangfang, who was staring at him in surprise, and nodded: "Dr. Zheng is the beauty of our hospital. I think there is no doctor who doesn't know her."
Hearing Zhang Dagang's words, a flash of shyness flashed across Zheng Fangfang's face.
Normally, people would compliment her on being the beauty of the hospital, but she wouldn't feel anything. Why did her heart beat so much faster when Dr. Zhang said it?
Zheng Wenxuan looked at his shy daughter, feeling happy and helpless at the same time.
If his daughter really develops into a boyfriend and girlfriend with Zhang Dagang, he will not stop him.
But no matter how you look at this kid, he is not worthy of his own beauty. The little cabbage that he finally raised must not be taken over by a pig so quickly.
