Live put down the case and looked at his former desk, and his heart was flooded, and his thoughts couldn't help but drift away.

"Hello, my name is Live, Chinese, and I am currently planning to change my nationality."

What started out with a bit of a prank tone now seems to be true.

"Chinese? Your appearance doesn't look like you're the blood of that mysterious country. "That's what the dean said at the time, right? How did you answer?

"The country I live in is a multi-ethnic group, even the people of that country cannot completely distinguish the characteristics of their own country, can the dean determine my origin by appearance?"

Live smiled gently, he looked like such a gentleman, but all this disguise was unsuccessful, Professor Smith had seen too many people, and it was not so easy to escape his eyes.

Medicine needs to be studied, but when people live in the world, they must have communication, which is a helpless thing, so if you see more, there will not be so many things.

"Put away your little tricks, this practice has no use other than to make you look more despicable." You're welcome, that's LIve's only idea, but he likes the leadership of this hospital.

"Under the prestige, in fact, it is difficult to deserve, you are Chinese, you must have heard this more or less, since this is the case, then use your ability to prove that my hospital does not need mediocrity."

"If you're just a mediocre who lives on a false name, then please turn around, the door is there, this hospital, only when you are welcome as a patient."

Professor Smith pointed to the clean glass sliding door, and the light reflected from the glass sparkled Live's eyes for a moment.

"I don't think I'm going to give you this chance to kick me out, is my assessment now?" Live put on that familiar mask.

Professor Smith didn't bother to go and stop Live from wearing that clumsy-looking disguise. After all, Live's smiling face is still very confusing for patients.

"Do you have a CV that says you are good at TCM and surgical treatment? If that's the case, then come with me. Professor Smith pulled one out of the case on the wall.

"In addition to the rapid effect of acupuncture and moxibustion, Chinese medicine seems to belong to the existence of grinding time, don't be in a hurry to refute, I don't know much about Chinese medicine, and you don't need to popularize anything to me now." Professor Smith went through the cases and found nothing wrong, then threw them to Live.

"I only believe in my eyes, after you prove your surgical processing ability, you can slowly popularize your knowledge of Chinese medicine." Live didn't show any dissatisfaction, and just seemed to be facing a somewhat difficult boss.

"Lord Dean, you're like I'm telling me what my major is, and then you're misleading my major and asking a profound question about my major before I try to explain."

"Then I'll have to do that misunderstood job, and it's really naïve for the dean to do that." Live said it sincerely, and the dean could naturally hear it.

It's just that there's no need to care, young people's sharpness always likes to show, whether they leave people behind or not, they have to beat it well, the hospital is still a place to treat the disease in the end, it's not good to be too miscellaneous.

"Childish or not, it's not what you are qualified to say now." The dean held the doorknob of the emergency room and said this to Live, then twisted the door open, motioning for Live to go in first.

"For the next operation, he will be the surgeon, with Jeff and Vincent assisting." The dean's order made Jeff and Vincent stop their work at the same time and explain what the nurse should do.

Vincent and Jeff get to the new surgeon.

It's not that there haven't been newcomers who have come to be audited over the years, but this time they actually asked Jeff and Vincent to assist at the same time, which is a bit of a problem.

"If it's just an assessment, Dean, we don't think we need three doctors to do it at the same time, right?" Vincent was a strict German, with some deep eye sockets that looked a little scary.

But if a doctor's words are dangerous, they must put the patient first, otherwise they would have become a member of the doctor's blacklist long ago, and they would still be able to be listed in the hospital, so naturally there is no big problem.

At least there was nothing big of a problem on the surface, Live let out a smile and stretched out his hand to try to greet him in a friendly manner, "Live, Chinese." ”

Jeff quickly got into the role, and no matter what the matter, arguing before surgery is not a good thing, and if it's really an embroidered pillow, then it's good to kick it out.

It's acceptable to get a good response, even if it's a disgruntled friend," I think I can answer your questions. ”

Although it was said that it could be answered, Live did not explain, but directly handed out a copy of the medical record, and Jeff took it and looked through it with some doubts.

Vincent also stood aside and watched carefully with Jeff, and the brows of the two people slowly tightened, and they could see the importance of this operation.

"Dean, it's too much to take an operation to assess." This was Jeff's opinion, but Jeff's antipathy was only rejected by Smith.

"Three doctors, if any accidents happen to you, I think all three of you can throw your medical licenses into the Nile." Leaving such a mocking remark, Professor Smith went out.

"As a temporary partner, I think what we should do is make a surgical plan first, and postpone the rest, and there's not much time for us to quarrel now, right?" ”

Vincent and Jeff looked at each other and accepted Live's rhetoric, and the three top doctors found a spare office and began to make plans, but a case book was still too little, and the supporting evidence needed was still far away.

"The last attending doctor was a doctor named Erwin, San Terifonia Hospital, any of you are more familiar? I think we need to share information. Jeff looked at the case that he couldn't dig up anymore, and he was a little anxious, and there really wasn't much time left.

"Unfortunately, I'm not familiar with Dr. Erwin, and it's clear that we didn't have time for a check-up after we saw the patient." Live nodded at a place, and Vincent and Jeff nodded in agreement.

So Live unceremoniously dialed the inside line of the dean's office, "Dean Smith, I think we need Dr. Erwin's contact information. ”

"It's not stupid, the data has been sent to Jeff's phone, you don't have much time, please hurry up this last time." The dean hung up the phone.

At the same time, Jeff's mobile phone rang a prompt tone, and he quickly connected the phone to the computer, and the situation was more serious than expected.

"Can our blood bank support us in performing such an operation on a patient with panda blood?" Vincent couldn't help but start calculating, but the answer was not optimistic.

"Obviously, we can't start such an operation when we don't have enough blood." Jeff had already called to coordinate with the blood bank staff.

"Honey, I think we're in big trouble, the blood bank is clearly only enough to do most of our operations. So we had to figure out a way to come up with a more economical solution. Jeff folded his hands helplessly, "The nearest transport truck will be at least 3 days, but we only have a few hours to meet the patient." ”

"The reason why Dr. Erwin from San Terifonia transferred the patient to the hospital is because of the panda blood, the operation is not complicated, but the blood source is difficult to deal with." Live pointed out the final conclusions.

"At the same time as the transfer, there should be some blood sources brought over, but the amount will definitely not be too large, so some surgeries can only be postponed." Live quickly crossed out a few surgeries that could be postponed, and then the three of them began to confirm further details of the surgery.

"SHIT, how can this patient still be alive." Jeff was also a little irritable, all the surgeries that had just been crossed out must be carried out, otherwise this patient would have no second way but to see God.

"Don't be in too much of a hurry, dear ones, it's not the worst yet, what we're doing is doing everything we can." Live patted the two men on the shoulder.

"In such a big place, there shouldn't be only one hospital, coordinate and see if we can share the blood bank first, Dr. Jeff will hand it over to you, Vincent, let's rearrange the order of surgery." Live quickly came up with an alternative path.

The three of them were busy again, and by the time the patient arrived, all the problems had been solved, as expected, except that the patient's condition seemed to deteriorate during the transfer.

The plan had to be adjusted, the operation began, the green light in the operating room turned white, and no one had the time to think about superfluous things during the operation.

All of them were doing their best to complete the surgery, "bleeding profusely, and the patient's platelets were too small to heal on their own. Jeff quickly broke out the current situation.

"Keep an eye on the amount of blood, transfuse blood when it reaches a dangerous amount of blood, control the amount of blood transfusion, we don't have much spare blood volume, Jeff looked at the heartbeat rate." Live made a quick decision, and his movements were as stable as they were.

The light of the shadowless lamp seemed to be dimming, and no one was sure if they could get it back from the hands of death, and probably three people were going to swim in the Nile.

It's just that most of the cases do not depend on the number of doctors, but on the patient's condition, a small appendicitis operation, one doctor is enough, but the heart replacement surgery, even if 100 doctors are invited, there is no guarantee that it will be successful.

"The body temperature is elevated, and the patient's condition is suspected to have deteriorated." Jeff's side broke out the data, but Vincent still didn't say anything about the amount of blood, and Live didn't care.