Chapter 2006

After another ten minutes, the patient gradually stabilized and was sent to ICU for care.

Lao he didn't follow. After all, he wasn't in his own hospital. It was enough to stay on the operating table. There was an anesthesiologist who could do the work of sending patients back.

"Boss Zheng, it's hard. Let's have a meal together." Dean Lin is in a good mood.

As long as he didn't think that Lin Yuan's isolation suit was as wet as what he fished out in the water, he was very happy.

After all, the operation was successful, and the damn PICC catheter was successfully and smoothly removed.

"No, Dean Lin." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "there's something else. I'm sorry."

Su Yun felt a little surprised.

Although his boss doesn't like eating, he won't strongly refuse some important meals.

Isn't it normal to save Taiwan and invite the cancer hospital to dinner? Stay for dinner, communicate and contact feelings. Everyone will think so.

What happened today.

President Lin invited him to dinner. He refused so happily that he didn't seem to think about it.

"That's good. Today's operation is too hard. Boss Zheng must reward him another day." President Lin was not angry, but said politely.

What's the matter? Seeing that her hands are shaking with fatigue, it's estimated that boss Zheng is no better.

This is the burning universe.

It seems that it is not easy for boss Zheng to do this operation. President Lin thought to himself.

It turned out that he also had limits. At the thought of this, Dean Lin was stunned and then looked at Professor Zhong.

Thousands of emotions turned into a bitter smile.

Sent boss Zheng's medical team downstairs and said a lot of polite words. When Dean Lin saw his girl getting ready to get on the bus, he was stunned, leaned over and whispered, "don't you go home yet?"

"Dad, come here for surgery. I haven't written a lot of medical records." Lin Yuan said with a smile.

Her hands were still shaking, but she didn't care much. After all, he is young and will recover soon.

“……”

"You go back first. I'll go home after I finish writing the medical record." Lin Yuan said and got into the car with his horse's tail.

President Lin looked at the two cars flying away with mixed feelings.

Clinicians are busy. Everyone knows. Can see others busy and busy themselves, are two concepts. Seeing that other people's children can't eat after surgery, they have to write medical records. They feel completely different from their own children writing medical records hungry.

But what can Dean Lin say?

His psychological shadow area has caught up with the size of his office.

Don't even bother to find a place to sleep.

After looking at the postoperative patient, the state was stable, but he was not offline. Finally, boss Zheng told us that we must be determined by a professional ICU doctor before we can unplug and go offline.

A big event fell to the ground. President Lin drove home directly.

When I entered the house, the food was fragrant. President Lin's heart warmed. When he just saw the operation, a large amount of adrenaline and dopamine secreted by his body disappeared.

Changing shoes and clothes, when he saw his lover sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater, he smiled and sat at the table, "I'll see what to eat."

"Put it down, girl didn't come back. Do you want to eat first?" Dean Lin's lover glanced at him and said coldly.

“……”

Just now, the warmth and affection of the family disappeared.

President Lin touched his stomach and said in distress, "just a bowl of porridge?"

"No." Dean Lin's love and humanity said, "what time is it? The two of us are out there. None of us knows how to go home! Look at the girl who made you used to it!"

"Isn't there an emergency?" President Lin hesitated to tell his lover about Lin Yuan's trip to the imperial capital.

Say yes, but don't say the details. If you let her know that her isolation clothes are wet with sweat, she can cry for three days.

"Just called the girl. She said she had just gone to your emergency surgery, and now she's back to 912 to write her medical record."

"Yes." Dean Lin said absently.

"Tell me about your busy plans all day?" President Lin's lover said painfully, "I'm young and don't know how to pay attention. How can I get stomach disease after 30."

"Nothing. Take stomach medicine." Lin Yuanchang Shunkou said.

The next second, a ball of wool hit me.

"You old bastard, not your own girl?" Dean Lin's lover said angrily.

"Alas, girl, you don't know what temper you have." President Lin saw that the possibility of eating first did not exist. He had to pick up his mobile phone and send a message to Lin Yuan. Then he sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.

"What operation today? Why did you find 912 people?" Dean Lin's lover asked while knitting a sweater.

"A foreign patient, the PICC pipe fell off and fell into the heart."

"Did the girl have an operation?" President Lin's love and humanity.

"Yes."

"The girl has really grown up. Lao Lin, you have to find the girl for the surgery that your unit can't do." Dean Lin's lover said with a smile.

"Looking for boss Zheng." President Lin corrected.

"Isn't that girl in surgery?"

President Lin knows that nothing he says is easy to use now. His wife has long been preconceived. In her mind, her own girl is the most powerful.

In fact, President Lin is also very proud, but when I think of the sweat on the front and back of the girl's isolation suit, I feel flustered.

"Lao Lin, why don't you look happy?" Dean Lin's lover asked suspiciously, "if the girl is not in your hospital, she is not your own?"

"Alas, today's operation was so tired that the girl's hands were..." President Lin was absent-minded, said and left his mouth.

He realized that he had said the wrong thing and stopped at once.

But his wife's sharp eyes stared at him like a knife.

"Hand, what's the matter?" Dean Lin's lover asked.

"I'm a little tired." Dean Lin said reluctantly.

"You..." Huo, President Lin's lover, stood up at once, gouged out him fiercely, put down his sweater and went to the kitchen.

"Well, what are you doing?"

"Send rice to the girl!" Dean Lin's love and humanity, "you old thing can't die of hunger. You see the girl's hands shaking and don't drag her back for dinner. Is your hospital so inhuman!"

"That's 912..." President Lin whispered a retort, but he didn't dare to let his wife hear it.

Lunch box, heat preservation bucket, President Lin's wife packed up the food, packed it full, and left in a hurry.

Dean Lin looked at the cold home and let out a scream in his stomach.

He felt that he had been greatly hurt. Boss Zheng looked gentle, but in fact, his overbearing and ferocious smile fell from the sky. The huge psychological shadow filled the three bedrooms and one living room.

How much work does the girl do? How many operations does boss Zheng have to do a day? Dean Lin is also curious.