Zhang Jiajia was stunned for a moment. Peking Union Medical College Hospital is one of the best general hospitals in China, which means that it has a large number of outpatient visits every day, and by extension, the amount of medical waste generated every day is extremely staggering.

Zhang Jiajia thought about the scene of collecting and weighing medical waste once every two days in the past, and dozens of neatly discharged one-meter-high yellow garbage cans were mighty. Finding a coil of thread, or even just a few threads, is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But...... Zhang Jiajia took a deep breath and said to Xia Xingran in a rather death-defying posture: "Let's go, Doctor Xia!"

Xia Xingran looked at her with a loveless look, and sneered, "Haha, there's no need to be so bitter and hateful." She said and took two bottles of boiling water in the duty room, and said to Han Chenluo, "Xiao Luo, help me go to the supermarket to buy a few boxes of Sanhua evaporated milk."

Both of them were puzzled, not knowing what Xia Xingran wanted to do together, and asked together, "Sister, aren't we going to go through the trash can?"

"How long will that be?" Xia Xingran took several pairs of gloves and protective clothing, raised his eyebrows, and said mysteriously, "You'll know later!" She urged Han Chenluo to buy Sanhua evaporated milk, and she and Zhang Jiajia took the lead.

After turning on the light, despite being mentally prepared, Xia Xingran was shocked by the yellow trash can that could not be seen at a glance.

"Jiajia, please work with me to find all the sutures and put them here alone." Xia Xingran handed the protective suit to Zhang Jiajia, and the two immediately changed into it.

"But Doctor Xia, don't you lose your smell in this way, so how do you identify it?" Zhang Jiajia was a little puzzled after putting on the mask and face shield.

Xia Xingran had already begun to open the first yellow trash can, took out a gooseneck-style medical waste garbage bag from it, untied it, and rummaged through it.

"Most of the medical waste is contagious, how can you smell it, what if you inhale it, you see we both wear protective clothing, just to protect ourselves."

Zhang Jiajia also followed Xia Xingran's example and took out a rummage from it, but she still didn't understand what it meant: "Then how do you know if you don't hear it?"

Xia Xingran acted quickly, and after a few minutes, he pulled out the sutures in the bag, took them out, and placed them neatly. Re-tie it up and set it aside, dragging a second heavy garbage bag out of the box.

"Mango juice will turn into snow blocks when it encounters boiling water + Sanhua evaporated milk, which is not as good as the nose at a glance." Xia Xingran bumped Zhang Jiajia's shoulder, blinked and smiled.

Zhang Jiajia woke up like a dream, and praised Xia Xingran: "Doctor Xia is so powerful, he even knows this!" After speaking, she shook her hands, as if she suddenly reacted to something, and opened her eyes to Xia Xingran and said, "So Doctor Xia suspects that it was mango juice stained on the sutures that caused the patient's allergies?"

Xia Xingran pursed his lips and continued to rummage through the stitches in the garbage bag with his hands and feet, "I'm not completely sure yet, but at the moment, this is the most likely."

Sutures are disposable, why do they get stained with mango juice. Zhang Jiajia was very frightened when she thought about it, and only felt a cold sweat on her back.

Han Chenluo gasped and came over with several boxes of Sanhua evaporated milk on his back. Xia Xingran smiled and said thank you, and then motioned to Han Chenluo to go back to sleep first and not delay his homework.

Han Chenluo glanced at Xia Xingran, and then looked at the endless yellow trash can. snorted, took a protective suit on deaf ears, put it on as it was, and joined the team of digging through the garbage.

The three of them stayed up all night, resting alternately, until the east was white, and the three of them finally found all the stitches in the garbage bags.

Xia Xingran yawned, beat his waist, which had been a little stiff all night, and said to Zhang Jiajia and Han Chenluo, who were asleep together, "You guys go back to sleep first, what are you sleepy." I'll do the rest myself."

Zhang Jiajia and Han Chenluo shook their heads, forcing themselves to wake up, their eyes didn't open, and they said vaguely: "It's all the last step, we can't give up!"

Xia Xingran looked at the two who were sleepy and about to fall to the ground, and smiled gratefully. So the three of them washed their faces with cold water,

Each holds a cotton swab and cooperates tacitly. Zhang Jiajia straightened the thread, Xia Xingran first applied boiling water at one end of the suture, and Han Chenluo smeared Sanhua evaporated milk.

"It's really mango juice!"

After trying on the sutures on most of the tables, suddenly several successive threads quickly condensed into a snowflake shape after being coated with boiling water and Sanhua evaporated milk. Zhang Jiajia's eyes widened, covered her mouth and screamed.

Han Chenluo's sleepiness disappeared, and he looked at Xia Xingran with a strained face and was silent.

Xia Xingran's face turned blue, and he laughed angrily. The long sleeves clenched their fists and gurgled. Look at the book

Yan Yue actually disregarded the patient's life for her own selfish desires! She will definitely not give up on this matter!

After a day and a night of thinking, Xia Xingran and Zhang Jiajia delicately laid out a game of catching turtles in an urn.

On the second day, when Yan Yue operated on other patients, Xia Xingran and Zhang Shuyang quietly slipped in. In order to prevent Yan Yue from discovering and being vigilant, the two of them quietly stayed in the surgery waiting room next door.

After Yan Yue finished the operation resolutely, it was time to stitch it up as usual. Zhang Jiajia, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly ran forward and deliberately pretended to sniff and said, "This roll of sutures is estimated to be new, it smells so good."

As soon as Yan Yue heard this, the hand that was operating immediately stopped. She settled down and said to Zhang Jiajia, "Change the volume."

Zhang Jiajia pretended not to know and wondered: "This volume is good, clean, why change it." I think it's so fragrant that the patients will like it."

"I'll let you change it! Do you have a part in your talk?" Yan Yue was furious, and shouted at Zhang Jiajia with a pair of eyes.

Zhang Shuyang and Xia Xingran glanced at each other, and they already knew each other. I saw Xia Xingran walk out first, knocked Yan Yue to the ground, took the sutures in Zhang Jiajia's hand and prepared to start stitching.

"You can't use that line, that line has a ......," Yan Yue's anxious words had already come out of her mouth before she could think about it.

Xia Xingran's eyes shot straight through like a sharp knife, and he sneered while continuing to stitch up, "What's wrong with this thread, is there mango juice?"

Yan Yue suddenly gasped, involuntarily took a few steps back, and it took a long time before she came back to her senses and said, "You, I don't know what mango juice you are talking about. The thread is definitely scented, it must be aromatic, and it is not good for the patient's health."

While she was talking, Xia Xingran had already done the patient's stitching. She walked to Yan Yue's side step by step, hated and angry, and raised her hand and slapped her.

"Can the patient's life be used as a tool to vent his anger?!"

Xia Xingran yelled at Yan Yue angrily, then slammed her away and walked out of the operating room in a dashing manner.

Yan Yue looked down at her hands and feet for dozens of seconds, and then closed her eyes and leaned against the wall weakly.

Zhang Shuyang, who was disappointed, walked out, patted Yan Yue on the shoulder, and motioned for her to come to the dean's office after changing her clothes.

Moments later, Xia Xingran, Wen Yi, Yan Yue, and previous patients with gastric stromal tumors and their families gathered in Zhang Shuyang's office. Look at the book

As soon as the gastric stromal tumor patient and his family saw Xia Xingran and Wen Yi sitting here in a dignified manner, they immediately became angry, if it wasn't for the public security at the scene, they were afraid that they would have to fight again.

"Yan Yue, you said it yourself, or Xia Xingran said it for you." Zhang Shuyang glanced at Yan Yue.

Yan Yue leaned back in the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and explained what happened: "It's me who wants to take revenge on Xia Xingran. After learning that the patient was allergic to mango, the sutures were boiled with mango juice in advance, cooled and dried, and then placed there, so the patient was allergic."

Patients with gastric stromal tumors and their families clutched their chests and were speechless in surprise for a long time. Half a day later, they trembled and took out their mobile phones to call the police: "Where is this white-clothed angel who heals and saves people, it is even more terrible than the devil who takes people's lives. I'm going to call the police and arrest you right away!"

Hearing that they were going to call the police, Yan Yue instead showed a look of indifference.

Zhang Shuyang finally made a move, only did she not stop the patient from calling the police, but also took out the resignation letter that had been prepared from the drawer and handed it to Yan Yue, with a cold expression: "Yan Yue, a person like you who doesn't put the patient's safety in his heart, no

Worthy of being a doctor. You're fired."

Yan Yue bit her lip, took a few deep breaths, her eyes were full of tears, she rolled her eyes and looked at it for a long time, and opened the pen cover to sign her name.

Yan Yue got up and wiped the corners of her eyes, and looked at Xia Xingran with a contemptuous and mocking smile: "Becoming a king and defeating a king, this time, I lost. However, people have grown very much. Xia Xingran, you may not be able to win every time." Yan Yue's bloodshot eyes were as scarlet as ghosts.

Xia Xingran didn't bother to respond to her at all, and didn't even want to look at her again.

No matter how difficult Yan Yue tried to make things difficult for herself, including taking the paper for her own use, she could bear it. Only this time, she made a Jedi counterattack.

Because the life and safety of patients is always the last line of defense in Xia Xingran's heart, and it is also an unbreakable principle.

Half an hour later, the door to the dean's office was pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in.

After Xia Xingran saw the person coming, he immediately stood up from the chair and asked in surprise, "Captain Lin, why are you here?"