I'm really an intern

Chapter 375 The next one is stable

The "restaurant" is very basic.

Compared with the clean and bright operating room with various high-tech instruments, the restaurant is like a fool——

In an open space the size of half an operating room, "canteen special sticker tables" with their own chairs were placed next to each other.

At mealtime, there are crowds of people around the table, and the distance between each other is so crowded that a group of people need to stand up when entering and exiting.

Really send beggars.

But the men and women who came and went did not complain about it.

They greet each other occasionally and look at each other with a smile.

But mostly silently trying to wipe food off the plate.

Then he hurriedly wiped his mouth, poured two glasses of water, and submerged into the passageway to the operating room again.

It was the second time for Zhang Tianyang to eat in the operating room, so he walked around the crowded tables and chairs with ease, and lined up in the same cramped space.

The team is moving fast.

"In the operating room."

"Anesthesiology."

"digestive."

"Neurosurgical."

The people in front of the queue reported their departments in front of the cafeteria lady, and the cafeteria lady also skillfully picked out different cards from the small bag on the wall and "dropped" them on a machine.

"I want 1234."

"1345."

"12345 Thank you."

"I am also 12345."

The numbers represent the dishes.

Behind the glass cabinet, from left to right, there are five large iron grooves, which contain five different dishes.

With luck, there will be chicken legs.

On bad luck it all looks like pig food.

But no matter men or women, everyone will order at least four kinds of dishes, and stack a large pile of rice for themselves in the self-service rice place next to them.

Then, quickly destroy them all.

Not because surgeons eat a lot.

It's because the operation is too exhausting.

Except for a few special departments that can perform surgery while sitting, including the Department of Urology where Zhang Tianyang works, the whole operation has to be done standing.

After an operation, it can take an hour at a fast time, and it can take five, six, seven or eight hours at a slow time, and the physical exertion is huge.

Being reserved when eating is to create conditions for your own hypoglycemia.

Zhang Tianyang chose "I want it all" as a matter of course.

"here!"

Brother Yang, who hadn't shown up in the operating room all morning, waved at Zhang Tianyang.

The doctor next to him just finished eating and gave up his seat.

Brother Yang happened to be sitting under the chandelier. When Zhang Tianyang heard the words and looked at him, he was almost dazzled by his shiny bald head.

With a bald head and a mask that had not been taken off around the neck of Jiao Yang, and a hat on his head, it was obvious that he had just come from the ward.

It is estimated that I will have a lunch here, and then start the operation.

But do you want to eat in the operating room?

This is how I don't want to go home and eat the meal cooked by my wife.

Slowing down, putting away the wild thoughts in his heart, Zhang Tianyang walked to the side with the dinner plate and sat down.

"Xiao Zhang, you are very nice."

Brother Yang with a bald headband smiled and narrowed his eyes, "The director just praised you to me, saying that you have great potential."

Zhang Tianyang blinked, and said "Thank you" a little embarrassedly.

He can argue when he is scolded, but he is still at a loss when he is praised.

Can only quickly grilled rice to cover up.

Fortunately, the bald-headed brother Yang seems to be familiar with his temperament, and continues to chat with him on his own.

"I heard that there was another emergency in the operation just now, and it was you who solved it, Xiao Zhang."

"Um"

The word "again" is very spiritual.

"The one just finished belongs to that nouveau riche? Has the patient been sent back?"

"Not yet, you are observing in the anesthesia recovery room, and you haven't called me yet."

Patients under general anesthesia must be observed in the anesthesia wake-up room for a period of time after the operation. After confirming that the patient is awake and able to breathe on his own, he will contact the doctor and send him back to the ward.

Calculate the time, go to the toilet after eating, it should be almost done.

Brother Yang with a bald headband continued nagging in Zhang Tianyang's ear.

"Later, I will perform the kidney cutting operation first, do all the previous preparations, and then the director will take over.

The operating room next door seems to be doing the last operation now. I'll ask later if we can take over our last one.

But it shouldn't be a big problem.

Xiao Zhang, which surgery did you have?You pick it yourself? "

Zhang Tianyang didn't even think about it, "I'm on the fourth channel."

Sun Yu was the bed doctor for the third kidney transplantation patient, and I was the bed doctor for the fourth hydrocele.

He didn't want to compete with Sun Yu for an opportunity.

Nor is it necessary.

"Okay, I'll communicate with the operating room next door later~"

Brother Yang smiled and left with his finished dinner plate.

Before going down to the operating room on the fourth floor, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Tianyang again, frowning slightly.

"Xiao Zhang's mood is obviously very stable now. The director wants me to pay attention to his mood these days, why?"

Remembering that when the chief director handed over to him before, he hesitated to say "mainly digesting that side", Brother Yang slapped his head.

"Could it be that the gastroenterology department wants to grab Xiao Zhang?

But if you can't ask for it, you have to use dirty tricks? "

Brother Yang, whose train of thought went astray inexplicably, gradually began to make up an epic story that was handed down from generation to generation.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the operating room next door gave a clear answer.

"The operating room next door has already entered the skin suture, we can send the patient, and the next one is stable!"

Brother Yang on the operating table is in a good mood.

"Xiao Zhang, you ask the nurse to pick up the patient first, and then let the anesthesiologist anesthetize first. I'll go through these holes!"

At this time, the patients undergoing kidney surgery in Room 21 have just begun to disinfect and spread the towels.

Sun Yu's clumsy and tentative operation, Brother Yang was in a good mood and patiently guided him.

"I'm a little flustered, what should I do?"

Sun Yu, who made many mistakes throughout the whole process, had a bitter face, "I always feel that I will do it later."

"To shut up!"

"Do not say!"

The bald teacher and Zhang Tianyang scolded them together.

"I am"

Sun Yu's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally shut up embarrassingly.

But really flustered

Zhang Tianyang was also a little uneasy.

To be precise, it was the uneasiness that started after entering the operating room today, and it has not been significantly relieved until now.

But my next operation is hydrocele?

The surgical site is exposed, and the operation is very simple, as long as the hand is steady, it will be done.

And besides the hydrocele, the children in the 48 beds are in good health and have good personalities. What could be the problem?

"The patient from Channel 21 in Room [-] is here! Who will answer it!"

The nurse under the stage shouted in the corridor, and Zhang Tianyang responded quickly.

"I'll go with you too. The anesthesia consent form of the fifth patient needs to be signed by the family members."

Doctor Pan anesthesiologist also stood up.

"The next operation is indeed stable, it's worth it!"

Zhang Tianyang cheered himself up in his heart.

Then he walked quickly along the corridor to the exchange area with the anesthesiologist.

"Didi"

The induction door slowly unfolded in front of him.

　On the 17th and 19th, I have to go out on business, and on the 20th, I need to move things.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)