The little nurse saw Ren Haitao's body bent slightly, motionless, and was stunned.

The anesthesiologists and nurses in the operating room wore all kinds of flower hats, while Ren Haitao wore disposable blue sterile caps. It's like a black sheepdog that has fallen into a flock, and at a glance you know it's an outsider.

And the biggest thing in Pengcheng People's Hospital today is that Mr. Wu and the medical team came to do a demonstration operation, the director and the head nurse of this matter are about to say their ears out of the cocoon, and they must be polite and polite after meeting, no matter who they see, no matter how old they are, they will all call the teacher.

However, this very old teacher is too strange......

Shouldn't he say hello in the corridor of the operating room, and then the teacher from outside will walk out with a trolley suitcase? If he is polite, he will say hello to himself, and if he is not polite, it will be like he didn't see it, and this is not a problem.

And the "teacher" in front of him has an attitude that is not only polite, but also a little humble.

The little nurse said hello, Ren Haitao habitually bowed slightly, and then suddenly remained motionless. If he hadn't kept his head down, the little nurse would have thought that he was gone. But the way he looked, it wasn't like a greeting, it was like saying goodbye to the body.

"Teacher Ren?"

The deputy director of the anesthesiology department also felt strange and greeted Ren Haitao.

"Don't speak. Ren Haitao said in a low voice.

"......" The deputy director of the anesthesiology department was stunned for a moment, what is going on?

The airtight door of the operating room closes, and the slight hum of the machine inside disappears. Ren Haitao straightened up suddenly, walked to the airtight door, and opened the door with his feet.

"Teacher Ren, what's wrong?"

"I don't know. Ren Haitao said, "What kind of operation is inside?"

"Thoracoscopic segmental resection. The deputy director of the anesthesiology department then said.

He is the successor of the anesthesiology department of the People's Hospital, responsible for the scheduling, and he knows how many surgeries are performed today.

Ren Haitao opened the airtight door, and when he saw someone looking at him, his waist immediately bent down, and his face was habitually full of petty smiles, slightly humble.

At first glance, he was wearing a blue disposable sterile cap, and everyone who did the operation knew that he was a foreign teacher. Some people greeted each other, and more people were busy with the work at hand, ignoring Ren Haitao at all.

Glancing at the machine inside, Ren Haitao was a little puzzled.

The patient has just been placed in the left decubitus position, the anesthesiologist's assistant is sorting out the infusion line, and the anesthesiologist is sitting and writing the anesthesia note.

The surgeon stood in front of the reader to watch the film for the last time, and the assistant had just finished brushing his hands, holding his hands in front of his chest, ready to sterilize and lay out the sterile sheet.

There is nothing wrong with the whole picture, it looks like a machine, and it works well.

But what was the strange voice he heard just now? Ren Haitao frowned and recalled the situation when he greeted the little nurse less than 1 minute ago.

I and the doctor in the anesthesiology department bragged as we walked, saying that Mr. Wu was awesome, and he was in a good mood, and a nurse came out of the operating room. Seeing herself, she stood in front of the airtight door and said that the teacher was good.

was supposed to say hello and leave, but in the next second, a ripple suddenly appeared in Ren Haitao's heart.

It's not that he saw that the beautiful girl couldn't walk, Ren Haitao wasn't Wei Dabao, he didn't even look at the nurse......

He felt...... A strange voice was heard. Ren Haitao wasn't sure, just felt, seemed, as if, as if...... The sound was fleeting, and I can't remember what went wrong now.

Any peculiar, strange sound in the operating room is fatal. As an anesthesiologist who has been trained for many years, Ren Haitao not only sees six ways, but also listens to all directions.

That detail just now was fatal, but what it was, Ren Haitao couldn't say.

I looked at the operating room again, but I still didn't find anything wrong, everything was in order.

The values on the ECG monitoring were also normal, with 22 breaths/min, 86 beats/min, and 100% oxygen saturation.

Ventilator ...... No problem.

Odd.

Ren Haitao didn't feel that he had heard it wrong, and as a cautious, high-level anesthesiologist, he had confidence in himself. Ren Haitao squinted his eyes and looked around, looking for the point that just felt wrong.

"Teacher Ren, let's go, the dean is waiting. The deputy director of the anesthesiology department was a little strange and greeted Ren Haitao politely.

"Director Liu, wait a minute. Ren Haitao said.

"Teacher Ren, what's wrong with you. The deputy director of the anesthesiology department looked around and didn't see anything wrong. If there are some minor problems, there will definitely be them. No matter who it is, it can't be as standard and flawless as it is written in the books.

But Director Liu took a look, the basic principle of sterility was not committed, the single-chamber ventilation had been completed, the patient's vital signs were stable, everything was quiet, what is Mr. Ren looking at?

Deputy Director Liu of the Department of Anesthesiology didn't say much, because during the mitral valve clamping operation just now, although Ren Haitao was not an operator, he used transesophageal echocardiography all the way to help the surgeon locate it.

His B-ultrasound skills are particularly high, which is the guarantee of the successful completion of the operation.

People with good skills will inevitably be respected, at least Deputy Director Liu of the Department of Anesthesiology admires him very much, and wants to ask for B-ultrasound skills. But I didn't expect Teacher Ren to stand here motionless, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Deputy Director Liu was strange, and he looked at Ren Haitao from the side.

The height of the old man is seventy-four or seventy-five, but it looks a little shorter than it actually is. I don't know why, his waist has always been bent, and he is humble like a hygienist sister who cleans.

But even a hygienist would not be as humble as him.

Deputy Director Liu of the Department of Anesthesiology even doubted whether Mr. Ren was born with Luo Guo, but this idea was just to think about it. During the operation, Mr. Ren concentrated on doing echocardiography, his waist was straight, and his aura was overwhelming, compared with him in front of him, there were two people at all.

It may be that he has been beaten too many times by society, Director Liu guessed.

Ren Haitao wears a disposable blue sterile cap to cover his gray hair and the wrinkles on his forehead. But the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are as deep as ravines, making him look a few years older than his actual age.

At first glance, he is just an ordinary little old man, humble and cowardly, thrown into the sea of people on the street, belonging to the kind of people who can't be found.

They are ordinary and ordinary, and they dare not fight back when they are bullied.

But Ren Haitao's eyes were squinted, his gaze was slightly sharp and focused, and he didn't know why Deputy Director Liu of the Department of Anesthesiology was strange in his heart, feeling that Ren Haitao was like a sweeping monk in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon.

Odd......

What did he look at? Director Liu thought about many possibilities, but he couldn't guess what was going on in Ren Haitao's mind.