Sleepless Doctor

　　Wu Mian did not leave immediately after the operation, but stood on the side of the patient's head and whispered, "Zheng Linyuan?"

　　 It stands to reason that Wu Mian did this in vain when the patient was under anesthesia.

　　 Ren Haitao was a little surprised. Mr. Wu really did what he said. After more than ten hours of surgery, he still remembered what the patient said to him during inhalation anesthesia before the operation.

　　 At first, Ren Haitao was also a little worried about the patient's anesthesia, but the whole process was stable. It is obvious that the patient's anesthesia is quite thorough.

　　 "Wu..." Ren Haitao just wanted to ask Wu Mian what he should pay attention to after the operation. In the next second, his muscles tightened all over his body.

　　 Zheng Linyuan's eyes began to beat and then slowly opened.

　　 Wu Mian was not surprised, but smiled, "After the operation is finished, you don't need to talk because you will need a ventilator to help you breathe for a while."

　　 Zheng Linyuan blinked, indicating that he knew. He seemed a little uncomfortable, frowning slightly, but motionless and obedient.

　　 "Go back and sleep again, you will get better soon."

　　 Zheng Linyuan blinked again, then closed his eyes obediently.

　　 "Observe for a few minutes and send the patient to icu." Wu Mian said.

　　 Ren Haitao did not speak for a long time.

　　 Wu Mian glanced at Ren Haitao, and said seriously, “Old Ren, it’s okay. Whatever you say, don’t go out and talk about things today.”

　　 "Uh uh uh uh uh~~~" Ren Haitao made a series of meaningless voices.

　　 "Don't be afraid, it's okay." Wu Mian smiled, "After prolonged stimulation of the patient's brain, the temporal lobe of the patient has functional hyperplasia, which can be explained by science and has nothing to do with other things."

　　 After a full ten seconds, Ren Haitao felt better.

　　 He tried to calm himself down and asked, "Ms. Wu, do you still use anesthetics?"

　　 Wu Mian thought for a while, and said, "Should use it, specifically Zheng...I don't know what the patient's condition is."

　　 "Good." Ren Haitao replied.

　　 "Girl, you and the old man send the patient together, and explain to Director Zhang Zimo." Wu Mian said, "I will communicate with the patient's family."

　　 "Brother, is there any special treatment?"

　　 "I don't know." Wu Mian said simply, "You go first and call me anytime. I will communicate with the patient's family, and then I will go to see it for two days."

　　 Chu Zhixi is not as lively as she used to be. It is obvious that more than ten hours of surgery has made her feel tired.

Wu Mian walked out of the operating room and saw Mr. Chu sitting in the middle in the waiting room. Zheng Qingmu and Zhuang Yongzhi were sitting on both sides. Xue Chunhe was closing his eyes and resting. He wanted to come for more than ten hours and all the polite words had already been said. All over.

　　 Matthew De walked around at the door, seeing Wu Mian coming in, he immediately greeted him, did not speak, but asked Wu Mian with his eyes.

　　 Wu Mian smiled slightly, and Matthew De's nervous expression immediately relaxed.

　　 The Mayuan should have received the news, but he always has to confirm it himself before he can be relieved, Wu Mian knows in his heart.

　　 "Everyone, the operation is finished, now it seems to be a success," Wu Mian said.

　　 Old Mr. Chu looked unchanged, stood up and arched his hands, "Thanks."

　　 "Old sir, I wonder if it is convenient for you."

"convenient."

　　 "There is something, I want to ask for advice alone." Wu Mian said, making a sign of asking.

Seeing Wu Mian coming, just talking to Mr. Chu, Zheng Qingmu and Zhuang Yongzhi did not feel any discomfort. Both of them showed a hint of humility in their respect. It was relieved until Mr. Chu and Wu Mian disappeared around a corner. generally.

　　 "You two, I'm sorry." Xue Chun said with a smile. He also didn't understand what Teacher Wu meant, but as the dean, he should stand up and say two apologies.

　　 "It's okay."

　　 Zhuang Yongzhi took a deep breath. He didn't know what was happening in the operating room, so he glanced out the window.

　　 At the end of October, it is already the early winter season, and the temperature in Montenegro Province fluctuates around zero degrees. It hasn't snowed yet, but it's coming soon.

　　 The sky was densely covered with clouds and the lights of the provincial capital were shining. The legendary light pollution turned the clouds into crimson, and pressed low above the provincial capital, like a red-colored volcano. It would erupt at some point, and the ground would shake the mountains.

　　 Soon after Zheng Linyuan pushed forward, Zhuang Yongzhi noticed that the weather outside changed. He didn't pay attention at that time, but the clouds in the sky became denser and lower, gradually turning red.

　　 The weather forecast is sunny, Zhuang Yongzhi still slandered a few words.

　　 This didn't explain much at first, but Dr. Wu had to talk to Mr. Chu after the operation, which proved something from the side.

　　 Zhuang Yongzhi didn't say it, there is no way to ask about these things directly. But for Wu Mian's evaluation, it has faintly improved.

　　 He knew that the Zheng family spent a lot of money a week before the operation, buying a lot of materials for neuronavigation and 3D printing model production before the operation. An operation cost more than 8 million Euros, which Zhuang Yongzhi did not expect.

　　 But Zheng Qingmu didn't even show any distress. Every time he talked about it, he always took the topic away inadvertently. Obviously, he didn't want to talk about it.

　　 Thoughts flashed, Zhuang Yongzhi asked with a smile, "Dean Xue."

　　 "Mr. Zhuang, please speak." Xue Chunhe said.

　　 "Yesterday I heard Dr. Wu say that your hospital is going to build a team?" Zhuang Yongzhi asked.

　　 Xue Chun and Zheng were wondering how to communicate this matter, but Zhuang Yongzhi did not expect to bring it up by himself, and he quickly said, "Yes, yes."

"Mr. Wu explained that I will find a charity fund to contact you for the cost of team building." Zhuang Yongzhi said with a smile, "Your hospital should be 322 staff members~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and more, like a sophomore in medical school. Director Liang of the hospital has confirmed the working relationship, but has not yet transferred." Xue Chunhe said bitterly.

　　 Matthew De lowered his head and smiled. Xue Yuan asked for money with a cheek, but he didn't have this skill. Director Liang’s group of people are quite large, and they can be rich even at home, which naturally enhances cohesion.

　　 "Well, you have time to send me the number of people." Zhuang Yongzhi said, "The manager of the charity foundation will contact you as soon as possible, so you can't delay the team building work of your hospital."

"This money……"

"Don't worry." Zhuang Yongzhi waved his hand. "Every year, I donate large sums of money to several hospitals in Xiangjiang through the charity fund. Teacher Wu sits in Jianxie Hospital, and she will definitely need contact in the future. He also asked Dean Xue to take care of him. "

　　 "You are polite." Xue Chunhe let out a sigh of relief.

　　 He had a lot of calculations. Although he knew that various old money in Europe and America would donate large sums of money to the hospital every year, he didn't know exactly how much Xue Chunhe would give. This kind of thing has never been seen in China, and it is hard to say how much it will cost.

　　 Xue Chunhe is afraid of not being able to master it well.

　　 But I didn't expect that people would come to the door on their own initiative, basically not asking about the price, only the number of people.

　　 It's nice to have money.

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