The 48-bed boy is really one of the most spiritual children Zhang Tianyang has ever seen.

When he looked down at him, his gray eyes were bright and bright, reflecting his own appearance.

It was only closer that it was more obvious that his reddened eye circles and a swollen circle around his eyes were more visible.

"Alright, it's time for us to go for surgery. ”

Zhang Tianyang coaxed softly, and glanced at the child's mother who was still in a posture on the other side of the glass.

The family members of the 48 beds are also too polite.

But why do you feel a little panicked?

Zhang Tianyang hugged the little boy and walked in the direction of room 20.

The clean, bright and spacious operating room was reflected in the little boy's pupils.

"Uh-huh"

The little boy in his arms struggled slightly.

Zhang Tianyang's speed under his feet remained unchanged, and he lowered his head and comforted softly.

"It's okay, let's go for surgery, don't be afraid......"

This kid has always been very well-behaved and very spiritual, so it should be good to coax him a little, right?

I have been brushing my face in front of the little boy for several days in a row, this little guy should give himself a face, right?

But the direction of things is a little beyond Zhang Tianyang's expectations.

The little boy's struggle did not decrease but increased, Zhang Tianyang didn't even expect that a one-and-a-half-year-old soft and glutinous child could have so much strength when he struggled.

By the time he walked to the operating table in room 20, he was about to lose his arms!

This little bean really doesn't give himself face!

"Go get a hand!"

The anesthesiologist in room 20 hurriedly commanded his intern to help, and the two older boys worked together to control the little boy's struggle.

"It should be ...... now"

Before Zhang Tianyang could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly met the little boy's eyes.

If you can't struggle, you can only ......

A layer of mist filled the pure black eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Xiao Douding's mouth was crooked, and he cried out!

"Wow, a

A terrible howl exploded in the operating room.

"Boom!"

The instrument nurse was startled, and the hemostat in her hand came out of her hand, and when it bounced on the metal legs, it also made a loud noise.

"Forehead ......"

Xiao Douding was so frightened that his crying stopped for a moment, but in the next second, an even more poignant cry exploded in the ears of everyone in Room 20.

"Stop him crying!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's scary for a child to cry!"

"Hurry up!"

The doctors and nurses in the same operating room echoed one after another, and those who did not put on the surgical gown immediately ran out, and the instrument nurses who had changed into the surgical gown could only have a resentful face.

She tried to plug her ears, but the principles of sterility prevented her from doing so.

Ahh

For a while, countless resentful eyes and words poured towards Zhang Tianyang along with the little boy's mournful cry.

Zhang Tianyang, who was in the center, only felt that his temples were beating suddenly, and under the rapid turn of his mind, he quickly leaned his face over.

Doesn't this little boy like to pinch his face the most?

"Obediently, pinch my face for you, let's stop crying, okay?"

When he leaned his face over, the crying sound really exploded directly on the eardrum, and Zhang Tianyang felt that his brain was buzzing.

"Whoaa

But the little boy didn't give any face at all, he subconsciously struggled, and after finding that he couldn't move, he hit Zhang Tianyang's face with his head!

"Me!"

The cheekbone area was hit, and Zhang Tianyang grinned for a while.

At the same time, the force is mutual, and after the little boy hits his head, the crying stops for a short time, and it seems to be a little foggy.

Then, the grievances on his face gradually deepened, and tears finally began to flow down his eyes that had been filled with mist.

People often describe when children cry with "bean-sized teardrops falling down in clusters".

But the tears seemed to be a little stingy to the little boy, Zhang Tianyang could see that he was crying very hard, but the moistness in the corners of his eyes was only enough to maintain a distance of one centimeter down.

It's as if a well that was supposed to be flowing smoothly has dried up all of a sudden.

The same is true of the little boy's mouth, which struggles to open wide and cry, and the surface is already cracked.

He cried twice, and the crack actually broke, and a little bright red slowly came up.

Zhang Tianyang stared at the little boy's dry tears and dry lips, and suddenly understood something.

The pain of the impact on his forehead and the pain of his chapped lips made the little boy cry even harder.

"Whoaa

There is no interference from tears, just wailing, but the lethality caused is unusually great.

"I'll go!"

Brother Jiaoyang, the bald head who had just stepped down from next door, had just stepped into the door of room 20 with one foot, and the next second he retreated without hesitation, standing far away and shouting at Zhang Tianyang.

"Xiao Zhang, what's the matter with this kid! Is his family still outside? Hurry up and ask for help!"

A word wakes up the dreamer.

The little boy cried so badly that he couldn't go to the guardianship, how could he talk about anesthesia?

Now the only thing that can be useful is the child's mother!

"Hurry up!"

The instrument nurse couldn't bear it anymore, and sent Zhang Tianyang to take the child away quickly.

The anesthesia intern is even worse than Zhang Tianyang.

The person was sitting in the room, the pot came from the sky, obviously he was not his patient, he still had to accompany Zhang Tianyang, and the two of them jointly controlled the struggling little boy and moved quickly to the exchange area.

"Oh my God, what is this!"

"Who the hell is crying!"

"Fuck it, Lao Tzu is so painful, why are there still children arguing!"

"Ahhh

Along the way, a terrible howl resounded throughout the corridor.

Unfortunately, the doctors and nurses who passed by showed panic on their faces, and the patients who had just woken up from the operation could not move, so they became irritable in an instant.

For a while, the little boy's crying, complaining in all directions, and the angry scolding of the postoperative patient were all noisy.

Zhang Tianyang's temples were so sudden that when he finally stuffed the little boy back into the hands of the child's mother, he even felt that he was shocked in front of him.

"Eh, baby, don't cry, mom is here, don't cry~"

The woman coaxed, hugged, and shook with a distressed and tangled face.

Obviously, the temperature of the air conditioner in the operating room was low, and a thin layer of sweat was still forced out of her forehead.

She looked at Zhang Tianyang with difficulty, guilty and helpless.

"What you said is scary, we didn't give him anything to eat, no water to drink, just let him get a nutritional injection at noon......

The boy was so hungry and thirsty that he would be like this......

What should I do, ...... surgery?"

Zhang Tianyang took a deep breath and kneaded his temples that were about to explode.

Think of Douding's chapped lips.

It's not just not about not giving him food and water!

The family members didn't even dare to moisten his mouth with a cotton swab dipped in water!

It's so ruthless!