When the director of thoracic surgery arrived, he frowned at first glance, and then said:

"Gotta open your chest right away."

In fact, it stands to reason that this person should have been sent to the thoracic surgery room in the first place.

I don't know who arranged it, but it was actually sent to the outside of the bone.

Lu Jing took the initiative to:

"Director, you come to the main knife, I will help you."

After all, the profession involved is still very different.

For the sake of the patient, it is most correct for the thoracic surgeon to be the main surgeon!

"Okay!"

The director was also very free and easy, and agreed directly.

In hospitals, this kind of thing is not uncommon.

......

The second operation can be shorter than the first, and it will be over in three and a half hours.

The main thing for this person is to get out the steel bar inserted into the chest cavity, as long as it ensures that there is no bleeding, there is no big problem.

When Lu Jing came out of the operating room, it was already dark outside, and it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening.

I didn't feel much in the operating room, but as soon as I came out, I clearly felt my stomach croaking from hunger.

After seven or eight hours of high-intensity surgery, I couldn't stand the iron beating of my body.

When I returned to the office, I really sat down for a few minutes before I eased up a little, and I poured more than half a glass of water.

I don't know if the excavation work at the hotel where the accident happened is over?

I took out my phone from my coat pocket and struggled for a while before dialing someone's phone.

It took several beeps before he was finally connected:

"Hello?"

"Isn't it over there yet?"

"It's almost there, there's one last person left."

Hiss~

"You're out of the operating room?"

"Hmm."

"Have you eaten?"

"Not yet."

At this point, the canteen has long been closed.

It's almost like a bucket of instant noodles to solve the problem.

But, how could the person on the other side of the phone let his wife eat instant noodles after a tired afternoon?

"What do you want to eat?"

？

I understand what the man means, this is to order a meal for himself.

I didn't refuse:

"Whatever, anything."

When people are hungry, they will only seek fullness and nothing else.

"Okay, then I'll see."

With that, the phone was hung up.

This is a difficult time for a man to take the initiative to hang up the phone, and he used to be the one who was hung up.

However, tonight's situation is exceptional, and no one can care about such a small matter.

Throwing the phone back in the drawer, just as he was about to rest again, a little nurse hurriedly ran to the door:

"Doctor Lu, the wounds of the 11 patients are bleeding."

Bleeding wounds?

"What's going on?"

"I said I accidentally pressed it."

That's a big heart!

Regardless of whether he was hungry or not, he quickly got up and walked towards the ward.

When I got to the bedside, I lifted the quilt and saw that the sheets were full of blood.

With such a large amount of bleeding, I was worried about whether I would need a second operation right away.

The patient in bed 11 was not Lu Jing's, it was Dr. Ye's, and the operation was done only a few days ago.

Fortunately, after some careful examination, the bone was fine, but the wound was pressed and only needed to be sewn again.

"Xiao Zhu, take the seventh line here."

"Eh, okay Doctor Lu, I'll go get it."

......

The wounds of the patients in the 11 beds were treated, and the delivery of the meals arrived.

"Dr. Lu, your takeaway." The man at the nurses' station shouted.

Lu Jing went over and looked at it, it was indeed called by someone, so he signed for it.

To say that you are not moved at all is to lie.

Lu Jing can deny anything else, but he can't deny that Jiang Ye is indeed very concerned about himself.

And isn't this kind of man what everyone wants?