The Surgeon's Studio

[ 912, anesthetist, he Junjin, find his contact information.]

Department Director Qiu sent a message to one of his subordinates.

Very quickly, that person replied, saying that he would look for it immediately.

While director Qiu was chatting with boss Zheng and Su Yun, the other space was bustling with activity.

[Does anyone know the anesthetist from 912?]

A group chat for anesthesia was flooded with messages. Another group chat for anesthetists was also flooded with messages.

This kind of thing was rare. It happened occasionally, but it involved personal privacy. Those who didn't know didn't speak, and those who knew privately messaged.

In an instant, a few anesthetists sent the name cards of the 912 doctors they knew to this person. Then, he told him to wait for a moment while he went to contact the other party and say hello.

Otherwise, someone would hate it if he added her as a friend.

Ten minutes later, the doctors under director Qiu were added to a special group.

[This is doctor Luo from the 912 Department of Anesthesiology. You guys can chat.]

[Hello, Mr. Luo. Is there a doctor named he Junjin in 912?]

The anesthetist working under Department Director Qiu quickly expressed his respect and briefly explained his purpose.

Everyone was very busy, and it was the weekend. There was no need to make small talk. That would be even more annoying.

[Old he? He Junjin? Are you looking for him?]

The doctor from Room 912 asked cautiously.

[Our director suddenly said that he wants to see teacher he. I guess he's running into some problems with his research.]

The anesthetist under director Qiu began to make up a story. In short, he had to pick the best things to say. He just didn't want people to misunderstand that he was looking for trouble with old he.

【……】

[Oh, I haven't introduced myself. I'm from Tiannan province ...]

He had forgotten the most important thing in his hurry. After briefly introducing himself, the anesthetist of 912 said to contact old he first.

Old he was reading a book at home. He calculated the time. It was 3:30 in the afternoon, and he still had to pick up the girl who was going to make up lessons.

Boss Zheng was going to operate on little stone. From the looks of it, one operation was nothing, and there would definitely be more. This kind of surgery would become more difficult the more it was performed.

Old he was doing his homework in advance. He was searching for relevant literature reports on young children and their condition.

As long as boss Zheng had the need, old he felt that he had to do enough preparation work to avoid any situation that he could not handle during the surgery.

Old he was not worried that the patient would be embarrassed. With boss Zheng around, all these were just floating clouds. However, once boss Zheng directly took command from the center, his role would be reduced to an outrageous level.

He couldn't be a sound engineer for his whole life, could he? just storing the equipment wouldn't guarantee his position in the medical team.

Besides, anyone could be a sound engineer, and there would be a day when they would run out of sound. Although the Chu sisters were honest and well-behaved, they still called him teacher he after they met and performed an extremely difficult surgery.

However, old he was still afraid that he would be laid off.

He had to seize all the time to follow boss Zheng's footsteps. He absolutely couldn't be a burden.

Old he was engrossed in studying the case reports of anesthesia on young children with carnivores. There were not many of these kinds of things. It seemed that he had to go to the group to ask who had similar experience.

For such an experience, without going through the big data filter, one could only explore it by themselves.

Boss Zheng's surgery was about to break through the sky, and he had to give it his all to barely keep up.

Or should he find time to ask boss Zheng? Or, Brother Yun would do. Although he had not personally seen boss Zheng perform anesthesia from the beginning to the end, he was sure that boss Zheng's standard was higher than his.

Where did boss Zheng go? He seemed to be going out for a consultation. This time, he was only bringing Brother Yun. When would he be able to be inseparable from boss Zheng?

Old he sighed. However, before he could finish sighing, his phone rang and he was shocked.

"Hello? Little radish, what's the matter?"

"Uh ... Tian Nan? The director of the Department of Anesthesiology at the Affiliated Hospital of the medical University? I remember his surname is Qiu. "

"You want me to do research? It's the weekend, I'm watching TV at home. "

Dr. Luo repeatedly told him that it was true. He said that an anesthetist from the First Affiliated Hospital of Tiannan Medical University had spread his net in many anesthetists 'groups to find old he.

Old he was not overwhelmed by the favor. He was already in his forties, and the first half of his life had been wandering. It wasn't to the extent of being indifferent now, but he wouldn't feel like he was doing anything because of such a small matter.

There must be something wrong with anything abnormal! Old he thought to himself.

He cautiously agreed to the request. After adding the doctor from Tian Nan on WeChat, he was greeted with a lot of compliments.

[You are ...]

[Teacher he, our director specifically asked me to find you. I finally managed to contact you! [Please wait a moment. I'll bring our director in so you can have a detailed chat with him.]

After that, the other side didn't immediately create a group, but remained silent for a few seconds.

[Do you think it's okay?]

He did not forget to greet him politely. Old he smiled. This child was quite cautious.

[No problem. We're on the same side. You're welcome.]

Old he had been trying very hard to figure out what had happened that would cause a Department Director to look for him in the anesthetist group.

Tian Nan ... Er, didn't boss Zheng go to Tian Nan? Did he run into some trouble?

That's impossible. If they were in trouble, they wouldn't come to me. Even if they were looking for him, it was Brother Yun who called.

He was puzzled until a stranger added him on WeChat.

The remark below was Qiu from the Department of Anesthesiology.

Director Qiu, it was really director Qiu!

Old he quickly clicked 'accept' and his heart was in his mouth. We'll find out what exactly happened soon.

[Teacher he, it's an honor to meet you.]

Old he was stunned when he saw director Qiu's message. He had completely forgotten all the business and flattery.

'What the hell are you admiring me for? you're a Department Director, and you're admiring me, a mere doctor?'

[Teacher he, boss Zheng is still with me. Let's not talk for now. [Let's exchange contact information. I'll go to the capital for a meeting in a few days and pay a visit.]

It really was like this! Old he was stunned for a moment before he came to a realization.

[Director Qiu, don't be such a busybody. Just let me know when you're coming to the capital. I'll pick you up at the airport.]

[You're welcome. We'll talk about it in detail when I'm free.]

Putting down his phone, old he really didn't understand.

He hadn't even left the house, and his status in the pugilistic world had soared just like that?

In China ... Even if he could not count the number of anesthetists, even the Department directors of the Department of Anesthesiology in the top twenty large-scale tertiary Grade A hospitals had to politely call him teacher he?

Old he was very pleased to be called teacher he. He was polite to director Qiu, but he couldn't help but smile.

What did boss Zheng do this time? even his status had risen. However, old he was not in a hurry to ask. He would ask Brother Yun himself when they came back.