The male instrument nurse didn't answer back. He didn't even have time to be unhappy. At this time, someone can talk, no matter what he said.

Several people present didn't notice that they had to turn off the background music. Especially after they came to the same song at random for the second time, all the mysterious words like ill fated appeared in their minds.

Zheng Ren took the big hook, protected it with the hook according to the experience in the system operating room, and stuffed several pieces of gauze. Only then did he carefully start to free the dorsal side of the parasitic fetus.

Blunt scissors in his hands have been superb, almost always using the non front side of the outer edge to constantly free the adhesion position of the parasitic fetus.

With the blunt scissors entering, there is the ultrasonic knife in Su Yun's hand.

Turning the angle a little bit, Zheng Ren was very cautious and didn't do anything without his hands in the field of vision. At the same time, he did not allow Su Yun to do similar operations, and everything was under control.

Although the operation speed is a little slow, it is better than stability.

With the passage of time, although the operation is slow, the overall progress is moving forward unswervingly.

It's amazing that the song "red wedding dress" seems to have been played four times in random mode.

Except Zheng Renhe and Su Yun, everyone is on the verge of collapse.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa. Instead of offsetting the strangeness of the red wedding dress, it added a kind of gloom.

"Pathological basin." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

Two seconds later, the instrument nurse didn't move. He was hopelessly distracted. He was still thinking about the probability of playing the same song four times at random.

Zheng Ren frowned, glanced at the male instrument nurse and sighed. If Iraqis were here, this would not happen.

Just this kind of operation, Zheng Ren won't ask Yi Ren to go together.

At this time, the parasitic fetus was cut off. Zheng Ren was relaxed. He was not "bitten" and did not affect the operation because the protection was too meticulous. It was very good.

At this time, he heard the end of the red wedding dress - it was not my fault to have a spring night, and it was not my fault to have a spring night.

"What song is this? Why isn't it lucky?" Zheng Ren's voice smashed the sad and strange song like Hong Zhong and Da Lv.

"Do you have aesthetics?" Su Yun said unhappily, "Hey, boy, pathology basin!"

"Oh, oh." The male instrument nurse and Lao he made two calls at the same time. The pathology basin was handed over. Lao he ran to the computer like a rabbit. He didn't even click to exit. He directly pulled out Su Yun's USB flash disk.

At the last moment, he glanced at the songs in the USB flash drive. There were at least hundreds of songs. It's really a ghost. Hundreds of songs can be randomly connected four times, which is a low probability.

[good luck, good luck...]

Hearing the familiar songs, Lao he burst into tears.

Once, he listened to good luck and was a little disgusted. This song is so festive that it hurts to listen to it too much.

But without comparison, there is no harm.

After the gloomy and strange contrast of the red wedding dress, good luck is really in tune with the atmosphere of the operating room. Not to mention anything else, just three words of good luck are worth listening to for a lifetime, Lao he thought.

"Alas." After hearing the song of good luck, Su Yun sighed. He looked around the operating room and looked contemptuously at everyone, including his boss.

This is contempt for taste.

Zheng Ren didn't pay attention to Su Yun's eyes. He put the parasitic fetus in the pathological basin. Use the retractor to hold the intestines and internal organs. When you see that there is no active bleeding, you feel very safe.

"Flush."

"Brother Feng, your hook back hand is a little higher."

"I'll take a look at the position of the splenic fossa."

"Attractor wear sleeve."

One instruction after another mixed in the song of good luck, broke through the haze in the operating room, and it seemed that a ray of sunshine penetrated the thick clouds and shone into the operating room.

"Don't move. Cover a large piece of gauze and show it to the patient's family members later." Zheng Rendao.

"OK." The male instrument nurse was also active a little under the cover of Haoyunlai's BGM. The temperature in the room increased rapidly with Haoyunlai's singing and the end of the main part of the operation. He responded briskly.

The pathology basin was put aside and covered with a white gauze pad.

"Brother Feng should be careful when he takes the parasitic fetus to show it to the patient's family members." Zheng Ren asked, "don't use your hands. You must use oval pliers."

"Uh huh." Feng Jianguo's courage had already been frightened, and he nodded again and again.

This operation was done. I was going to have a good look at boss Zheng's craft, but I didn't expect to be frightened by a red wedding dress.

"Boss, why don't you listen to another song? This song is too rustic." Su Yun nagged.

"It's very good. I don't have the mood to listen to music. Just ask for a good lottery. It doesn't matter." Zheng Ren squinted at the operation area, repeatedly confirmed that there was no bleeding, and then said, "prepare to close the abdomen and count the instruments."

Itinerant nurses and instrument nurses began to count instruments, while Zheng Ren began to thread needles and suture peritoneum by himself.

"It's really not aesthetic at all." Su Yun said, "the red wedding dress just now is so sad and beautiful. Didn't you hear it?"

"What the patient needs is not beauty, but good luck. Well, so is the doctor." Zheng Rendao.

Su Yun shrugged, wearing three masks slightly uneven. While helping Zheng Ren sew up, he said to Feng Jianguo, "brother Feng, aren't you ready to take the pathological specimen to the patient's family?"

It's supposed to be time for the surgeon to show the pathological specimens to the patient's family members. I don't know why, but Feng Jianguo didn't move.

"I... I'd better wait for boss Zheng." Feng Jianguo said with a sad face.

"Timid!" Su Yun smiled and said, "brother Feng, you haven't practiced in the obstetrics and gynecology clinic."

"That was many years ago." Feng Jianguo said, "grass, brush your hands and help."

Feng Jianguo is ready to let Quan Xiaocao sew with Su Yun. He takes boss Zheng to show the parasitic fetus to the patient's family.

In fact, it wouldn't have been like this without the just red wedding dress to set off the atmosphere. But once this state of mind was born, the gloomy and terrible breath was cold to the bone, and he was still a little afraid.

He called Quan Xiaocao twice and didn't respond.

Feng Jianguo turned his head and swept around the operation room. He didn't see the person of Quan Xiaocao.

"Where's the grass?"

The itinerant nurse was counting the instruments. She nagged and said angrily, "I was scared to cry during the second cycle just now. Now I think I'm wiping tears in the dressing room."