Zhang Yao snorted twice, he didn't smell the wine, but the expression on his face was extremely serious, and asked, "Doctor Lian, are you really drinking?" Zhang Yao has a little cold and nasal congestion in the past two days, plus Lian Xiangdong is still some distance away from him, so it is normal that he can't smell the smell of alcohol.

Lian Xiangdong quibbled: "You listen to his nonsense." ”

Zhang Yao looked at the time, got up and said, "It's almost time, I should go to the front, you two go to the operating room and wait." Even the doctor, if you really drink alcohol, I advise you not to go into the operating room, there are so many wounded, the operating room must be mobilized, and Sister Meng will definitely rush over. ”

As soon as he heard Sister Meng's name, Lian Xiangdong couldn't help but shudder.

There are more than 300 surgical doctors in the hospital, except for a few department directors and chief physicians, there is no other one that Sister Meng does not dare to scold on her face. A doctor with a level of seniority like Lian Xiangdong, if he was caught by Sister Meng and entered the operating room after drinking, I am afraid that both ears would be torn into eight petals.

After Zhang Yao left, Lian Xiangdong suddenly showed a bitter gourd face.

Two complaining gazes fell on Yang Xi's face, and he refused to move for a long time.

Yang Xi shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Blame me." ”

Lian Xiangdongyou sighed and said, "Xishao, brother begs you, okay?"

Yang Xi responded: "Please let me have a hairy use, do you think the little master has a lot of face in front of Sister Meng?"

Lian Xiangdong sighed again and said, "As long as you don't stab my brother in the back, my brother will have a way to deal with Sister Meng." ”

Yang Xi took a deep breath and said, "It stands to reason that we are brothers, and the master should have stuck a knife in your old ribs, but the master is a good doctor who is conscientious and dedicated, and this will help you lie......"

Lian Xiangdong understood in seconds, and immediately stretched out a finger and said, "A cigarette, how about it?"

Yang Xi said: "At least two." ”

Lian Xiangdong changed his finger and greeted Yang Xi: "Deal!"

After high-fives, Lian Xiangdong immediately opened the desk cabinet, took out two threes and fives, and threw them to Yang Xi.

Yang Xi rolled his eyelids, Nidema, I forgot to emphasize the standard, these two three or five are not as good as one big tribute.

Yang Xi, who had suffered a dark loss, remained silent, put away the two threes and fives, and went to the operating room with Lian Xiangdong.

Lian Xiangdong's method of hoodwinking Sister Meng is very simple, wear two layers of masks in advance, and sprinkle some medical alcohol in the middle, so that whoever smells it can't tell that the smell of alcohol is actually mixed with the smell of beer.

As for the reason, even Xiangdong was prepared: "If you have a cold, sprinkle some alcohol to sterilize." ”

Yang Xi's explanation was more convincing: "Even the doctor has bad breath on fire, the smell is too big, and he feels panicked when he is far away." ”

Lian Xiangdong glared angrily, but Nurse Meng believed Yang Xi, and said to Lian Xiangdong with a smile: "You young people, don't believe in traditional Chinese medicine, get some banlan root to drink, clear the heat and remove the fire, the effect is very good." ”

After passing the level of head nurse Meng, Lian Xiangdong didn't have time to rejoice, but he was angry by the next scene.

Yang Xi's goods actually have their own exclusive wardrobe!?

Who to reason with!

In the depression, Lian Xiangdong glanced at Yang Xi again, and found a reason for relief, Lao Tzu is a human, that goods are demons, how can people be compared with demons? It's too cheap.

I changed into clothes and pants in the operating room, and outside, the bigwigs of various departments came one after another. Yang Xi was probably not familiar with most of these bigwigs, so he could only pick up a few doctors he knew to say hello.

Lian Xiangdong finally won Yang Xi once, and there was no one in this hospital who he didn't know.

More than 20 directors and deputy directors and senior attending doctors were all crowded in the lounge, smoking and drinking tea, and before the wounded arrived, they could only wait patiently.

There are still more than a dozen junior residents who are not qualified to enter the lounge, so they can only talk in the corridor of the operating room.

In such a battle, Mo said that even to the east, even Yang Xi, there was some of the feeling of blood boiling when the soldiers were waiting for the trumpet to blow.

The automatic door of the operating room opened again, Director Ma showed his figure, and the corridor of the operating room suddenly fell silent, and in the lounge, the big guys saw Director Ma Da's golden body through the glass door, and hurriedly got up to greet each other.

The little old man in the demon capital changed his usual smile, his face was cloudy, and there was still a little worry between his eyebrows. Letting go of the young doctor in the corridor, Director Ma went straight to the lounge.

"The alarm has been lifted, everyone is gone!" Director Ma took the cigarette handed by another director and lit the fire.

At the same time, the director who handed the cigarette asked, "What's the matter, you have been cut off again?"

Director Ma said angrily: "Seek the near and far, ignore the danger of the wounded, they can do this kind of thing!"

Ni Jianping, director of the Department of Brain Surgery, said: "120 Those grandsons are getting more and more disagreeable, since they don't plan to give it to us, then why do they inform us?"

Director Ma sighed and said: "It's really not 120's fault, the engineering team to which the perpetrator belongs has bought commercial insurance in addition to compulsory traffic insurance, and the insurance company has designated the Affiliated Hospital of Jiang Medical College as the hospital for accident treatment. ”

In the corridor outside the lounge, Lian Xiangdong could hear it clearly, and his originally brilliant face was instantly covered with clouds. Are the two cigarettes that Lao Tzu together fed to the dogs?

Coming back!

Lian Xiangdong glanced at Yang Xi beside him, hesitated for only a second, and then dispelled the unrealistic idea just now. The guy surnamed Yang, who eats people without spitting out bones, can he still ask for the cigarette in his hand?

Yang Xi also heard the conversation in the lounge.

This news is not good or bad for him, as he thought before, under such a battle, the little doctor is doing the work of pulling hooks and sewing skins, not to mention the main knife, and he can't even get a help. If he rushes to shine, Yang Xi is not worried that he will lose the battle, but in this way, he will inevitably be looked at strangely, after all, being a doctor is about seniority, if a one-year-old doctor steals the limelight from the attending directors, then, in the next few days, some of them will wear their own small shoes.

Yang Xi, who should have been happy, was not happy at all, and his mind always lingered with Director Ma's words: Seek the near and far, and ignore the danger of the wounded.

Since society is like this, it is all about interests first, see through it, conform to this society, and with its own ability to open up, it will inevitably be able to mix with fame and fortune, but is this the life you want?

It seems to be, and it seems to be not.

For the first time in his life, Yang Xi was confused.