This doctor is gone

Chapter 162 Objection
After receiving the instructions from Zhang Yang, all the doctors present hesitated and reached out to the instrument tray next to them.

In fact, everyone is very clear in their hearts. At this time, if Zhang Yang's operation method is really followed, although it is possible to maintain the patient's physiological skills to a great extent, it is not possible at all. way to treat patients.

On the contrary, the patient is very likely to suffer extremely serious physical damage because of this incident.

"Dr. Zhang, as a doctor, we should stand from the perspective of the patient and come up with a solution for the patient's condition. You plan to use a tracheal support at this time..."

One of the chief physicians couldn't hold back in the end, frowned tightly, and was the first to question Zhang Yang's approach.

In fact, even Zhang Yang is nervous in his heart. Of course he knows that his current practice is no different from slow killing, but in order to win this competition, in order to maximize his ability to In the second hospital, the generals encircled and suppressed Zhang Yang in public, not to mention killing the terminally ill patient in front of him, even if he was asked to kill a few more patients, he could do it with gritted teeth.

The expression on his face deliberately pretended to be very impatient, Zhang Yang lowered his voice, and at the same time, a pair of warning eyes fixed on the doctor next to him who spoke just now.

"If I'm not wrong, when you were arranged to be my assistants, Dean Ouyang should have made this matter very clear to you, right? You just need to follow what I said at this time Do it, don’t ask your hundred thousand whys.”

Cold sweat began to ooze from the foreheads of all the people. They clearly knew that this was a slow killing, but they still had to be forced by Dean Ouyang's coercion. Doing so would undoubtedly be a slow torture to their conscience.

One of them, a middle-aged man who was a little older, threw the tools in his hand into the instrument tray: "Doctor Zhang, I'm really sorry, it may be that I have not been in good health recently, so now I have a stomach problem. I can clearly feel that it is very difficult for me to even move a single finger, and I should go back to recuperate properly."

Just after this person finished speaking, the other doctor put the things in his hands back on the plate in a mean way.

"I also just remembered that I just took sleeping pills. Up to now, the properties of sleeping pills have appeared during the operation. What is important is to concentrate and not make the slightest mistake, so I will not participate in this operation. "

Next, the doctors gave more absurd reasons than the other. Some even directly said that they felt that the atmosphere at the scene was very oppressive and wanted to go out for a breath of air, so they did not perform the operation this time.

After seeing so many doctors, they left the intensive care unit one after another. At this time, only Zhang Yang and a slightly shorter middle-aged man were left in the room. There was a touch of embarrassment in it.

"Doctor Zhang, what do you think we should do next? Do you want to continue the operation?"

The only doctor left glanced at the instrument tray next to him, and the expression on his face became a little complicated at this time.

But now Zhang Yang is not worried about this. After all, the condition of the patient in front of him is relatively good on the whole. The main reason why he wants to treat the patient with this method in advance this time is because Zhang Yang can clearly I feel the threat from Lu Feng.

But now that so many assistants have left, only myself and another doctor are left in the intensive care unit. At this time, I want to complete it without fail. This time, the patient's esophageal support surgery is relatively difficult. It will be very difficult.

Glancing at the doctor in front of him with interest, the corners of Zhang Yang's mouth rose slightly.

"Why don't you just find an excuse to leave here like them?"

Hearing Zhang Yang's inquiry, the doctor in front of him had a very calm expression on his face, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

"Let me tell you this, without Dean Ouyang's kindness to me at the beginning, I would not be where I am now, so I will do my best no matter what job Dean Ouyang arranges for me. Try to do well, I will not have any right to bargain with Dean Ouyang at this time, and I will not betray Dean Ouyang."

The smile on Zhang Yang's face disappeared, as if she didn't know the doctor in front of her, Sha Yishi took a step forward, so that she could get closer to him.

"So, Dean Ouyang has been kind to you?"

"The same can be said for the kindness of knowing you. I rashly performed an operation on a person who suffered a serious trauma in public at the clinic. As a result, the person's aorta ruptured and he died. If it hadn't been for the death medicine seminar , Dean Ouyang has been standing up to speak for me, I think I should have died of old age in prison by now."

While saying this, the corner of the mouth of the person in front of him showed a touch of bitterness.

It seems that it is indeed difficult for him to recall those things in the past few years, especially every time he thinks of that unsightly past, he still feels extremely sad in his heart.

Swallowing with some difficulty, Zhang Yang couldn't help secretly cursing in his heart.

"What kind of kindness is this? This is simply not taking the patient's life seriously! You think he saved you, but how sad should the family members of the patient you put to death be?!"

But although Zhang Yang muttered softly in his heart, the expression on his face still showed a look of admiration, and he stretched out his big finger to the doctor in front of him.

"Not bad, not bad. It seems that Dean Ouyang can have a central guard like you. This is enough to show the charm of Dean Ouyang's personality."

Facing Zhang Yang's compliments to him at this time, the doctor in front of him obviously didn't have a cold. He pointed at the patient who had been anesthetized and was lying motionless on the bed. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Yang with some doubts. .

"Dr. Zhang, should we still perform this operation?"

(End of this chapter)