Chapter 179： This is a man who cultivates both inside and outside

Speaking of this level, the preoperative meeting is equivalent to the opening.

Guo Fangxin: "That's okay, do others have any comments?"

No one spoke.

Guo Fangxin: "Doctor Wu, then please."

Wu Yuan nodded.

Guo Fangxin: "By the way, Dr. Liu will help you in this operation. Is there any problem?"

Wu Yuan looked at Liu Xuening who was sitting next to him: "Doctor Liu? Is that this beauty?"

Guo Fangxin: "Yes."

Wu Yuan: "Of course there's no problem."

Wu Yuan thought to himself that with a beautiful doctor standing opposite, he could only work harder.

There is a saying how to say, men and women match, work is not tired!

Of course, Wu Yuan also knew that Guo Fangxin dared to let Liu Xuening be an assistant, indicating that this little girl has two brushes.

After all, this is not an ordinary gastrointestinal ulcer surgery. If you take a detailed inventory, it is quite complicated.

And this is just what we saw on the surface, what it will look like after the actual surgery, and what emergencies happen, we are still talking about it.

Zhu Yulong also breathed a sigh of relief, and finally passed this level.

He invited Wu Yuan over. It would be a shame if he could not get on the operating table because other people felt that Wu Yuan was too young and did not trust him.

At that time, Zhu Yulong was really not a person on both sides, which made Director Liu Qiaojun unhappy not to say, and even put Wu Yuan together.

Well now, at least Wu Yuan coped well in the preoperative meeting and was able to go to the operating table.

Zhu Yulong just hoped that Wu Yuan really knew what to expect, that nothing would go wrong during the operation, and that it would be done successfully.

The next step is to prepare for the surgery.

Originally, Wu Yuan thought that he could go directly to the dressing room to change into the surgical gown, but the preparation process for the patient took a long time and was never pushed to the operating room.

Wu Yuan and Zhu Yulong had been waiting in a lounge, chatting without a word for twenty minutes.

Wu Yuan felt strange and asked Zhu Yulong, "What happened to the patient? What happened?"

Zhu Yulong hesitated for a moment and said, "The patient's family members have been kept from entering the operating room. Dr. Guo and Dr. Liu are doing ideological work."

Wu Yuan was stunned: "Why?"

Zhu Yulong: "This... I don't know the specifics."

Wu Yuan pondered for a while: "Can't wait like this, let's go."

Zhu Yulong was stunned: "Where are you going?"

Wu Yuan: "Go and see the situation on the patient's side."

With that said, Wu Yuan got up and went out, and Zhu Yulong had to follow.

But Zhu Yulong understood what Wu Yuan was thinking.

A surgeon actually needs psychological construction before performing an important operation.

This so-called psychological construction is actually quite complicated and cannot be described at all.

When the psychological construction is completed, it means that the surgeon has entered a state of operation.

The best situation at this time is to go to the operating room immediately and start the operation.

But now the delay is too long, which will seriously affect the surgeon's operating status.

This is equivalent to the old saying, "One hit, another decline, three exhausted".

As soon as he turned his head, Wu Yuan ran away, and Zhu Yulong only saw his back.

Zhu Yulong shouted loudly: "Wu Yuan! Wu Yuan! Where are you going! You went wrong, you have to go this way!"

Wu Yuan was speechless for a moment, and quickly walked back.

Zhu Yulong took Wu Yuan to the door of the patient's ward.

The door was open, so far away, Wu Yuan heard crying inside.

Wu Yuan and Zhu Yulong looked at each other and walked in.

There were five or six people standing in the room, Guo Fangxin and Liu Xuening were both there, and the others were family members of the patient.

The patient was lying in a hospital bed, a male, who appeared to be in his thirties, very young and frail.

To be honest, Wu Yuan really sweated when he saw the patient in such a state.

However, when gastric ulcers reach a certain level, there will indeed be such a situation that the absorption of nutrients is insufficient and cannot keep up.

If Wu Yuan was given a choice, he really didn't want to operate on him now.

But fortunately, the patient's face is still good, indicating that there is still physical strength.

The side of the bed opposite the patient was empty, and there was an old aunt, who looked like she was about sixty years old.

Wu Yuan guessed that it was the patient's mother.

The same is true. The patient's mother's name is Zhao Dongmei, and the cry Wu Yuan heard outside just now was from her.

The patient's name is Li Wenqiang, the only son of Zhao Dongmei and his wife. The baby is going to die. As soon as he said he was going to enter the operating room, Zhao Dongmei was worried to death, worried about what would go wrong during the operation.

Guo Fangxin and Liu Xuening took turns to go into battle, persuaded for a long time, but they were at a loss for a while.

Even the patient Li Wenqiang did not persuade him well.

Zhao Dongmei disagreed, this operation is really not easy to carry out.

Seeing Wu Yuan and Zhu Yulong coming in, Guo Fangxin glanced at Zhu Yulong, why did he bring Wu Yuan over?

Doctors with flying knives generally do not need to see their family members, they just do the surgery.

Wu Yuan didn't think much, walked up to Zhao Dongmei and said, "Auntie, you don't have to worry too much, this operation won't carry too much risk."

Zhao Dongmei looked at Wu Yuan: "Young man, who are you?"

Wu Yuan: "I am the chief surgeon, and I will do this gentleman's surgery."

Zhao Dongmei gave an "oh" and stopped crying: "You, are you going to operate on my son?"

Wu Yuan nodded.

Zhao Dongmei: "Doctor, is it alright if we don't have this operation? Let's just take some medicine. I think it will be fine. How dangerous is the operation, and the belly will be cut open. What if we can't sew it up?"

The patient Li Wenqiang couldn't listen anymore: "Mom, don't talk nonsense, how could it not be sewn?"

Zhao Dongmei suddenly burst into tears again: "Doctor, don't mind, I have no culture, the main reason is that I am just such a son, and his father left early, and only my son and I are left to depend on each other. If he has any problems, I will Certainly not alive!"

Hearing this, Wu Yuan squatted down, stunned everyone.

What is Wu Yuan doing?

Wu Yuan smiled and said, "Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely cure your son. If he can't cure it, can I be your son?"

When Zhao Dongmei heard it, she quickly waved her hand: "Oh, what did you say, you are someone else's son, I can't want it."

Everyone laughed when they heard it.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan is really good at coaxing people, and Zhao Dongmei doesn't cry anymore.

Wu Yuan added: "Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely do this operation well, to cure your son's disease, and you won't have to worry about his health in the future."

Saying that, Wu Yuan gently patted the back of Zhao Dongmei's hand.

Don't underestimate such an action, it is very helpful to relieve Zhao Dongmei's anxiety.

Zhao Dongmei: "By the way, doctor, do you know that my son is getting married."

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned.

What does Zhao Dongmei say this for? Whether your son gets married or not has nothing to do with the doctor.

Li Wenqiang: "Mom, don't talk nonsense! What are you talking about!?"

Li Wenqiang supported the sick body and sat up, which was really pitiful.

Wu Yuan's reaction was unexpected, he said with a smile: "Yo, then I have to congratulate in advance, Auntie, you have quite a lot of luck behind you, and you will soon become a mother-in-law."

Wu Yuan's words made Zhao Dongmei laugh: "Thank you, doctor."

Guo Fangxin and Liu Xuening glanced at each other, and now I feel that this Wu Yuan's communication skills are really not that strong.

You must know that as a doctor, it takes a lot of energy to deal with all kinds of patients and their families.

Family members like Zhao Dongmei are actually one of the most difficult types to deal with, and they are quite tricky.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan's three or two sentences stabilized Zhao Dongmei's mood.

At this time, Wu Yuan stood up and saw Liu Xuening holding a list in his hand, which was the "Informed Consent for Surgery".

This thing needs to be signed by the patient's immediate family, otherwise the operation will not be possible.

Wu Yuan took the "Informed Consent for Surgery" from Liu Xuening and handed it to Zhao Dongmei.

Zhao Dongmei was stunned and looked at Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan: "Auntie, let's count it. You sign this thing, and I will help you cure your son's illness, okay?"

Zhao Dongmei: "Really, can it really be cured?"

Wu Yuan: "It can be cured."

The other doctors looked at each other.

Wu Yuanxu's promise is not a good thing.

This is forcing a burden on one's shoulders.

Surgery is not 100% successful.

Surgeons generally do not choose to talk to death, so that in the event of an accident, their responsibility will be lighter.

At this time, Zhao Dongmei looked at Li Wenqiang, then at Wu Yuan, and said, "Doctor Wu, I believe in you, I will sign!"

Wu Yuan nodded.

The others breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time admired Wu Yuan's courage.

Although surgery for gastrointestinal ulcers should not be fatal, there is a high chance of failure.

The average surgeon doesn't make 100% promises lightly.

Liu Xuening handed the pen to Zhao Dongmei.

Zhao Dongmei picked up the pen and asked, "Sign, sign where?"

Liu Xuening pointed to the last box on the paper: "Auntie, sign here."

Zhao Dongmei seemed to struggle again, but she still signed her name.

Guo Fangxin: "Well, I'll let the nurses come in and push the patient to the operating room. Auntie, your family members can go directly to the door of the operating room and wait."

Zhao Dongmei was a little dazed, and seemed to be at a loss, and stood up: "I, can't I watch?"

Wu Yuan shook his head: "Auntie, you don't have to watch, just trust me."

Just as Wu Yuan was about to turn around, Zhao Dongmei grabbed Wu Yuan's arm: "Doctor Wu, I, I will say a few words to you in private."

Wu Yuan nodded.

The two walked out of the ward.

Everyone knows that Zhao Dongmei should give Wu Yuan a red envelope.

In this era, it is a real unspoken rule to do surgery and stuff red envelopes.

If the red envelope is not stuffed, the patient and the patient's family will not feel at ease, and they will worry that the surgeon will be absent during the operation.

Therefore, none of the doctors feel that there is any problem with receiving red envelopes. This is a normal behavior.

The patient can feel at ease, and the doctor can also have an external block. This is the best of both worlds.

However, in a few years, various public hospitals will repeatedly ask doctors not to accept red envelopes.

In particular, hospitals in first- and second-tier cities are more strictly managed.

At this time, Wu Yuan and Zhao Dongmei reached the corner of the corridor.

Zhao Dongmei took out a yellow envelope from her arms.

Zhao Dongmei: "Doctor, you take this, it's my private money."

With that said, Zhao Dongmei stuffed the envelope into Wu Yuan's pocket.

Wu Yuan grabbed Zhao Dongmei's hand and pushed the envelope back.

Zhao Dongmei was stunned.

Wu Yuan said with a smile: "Auntie, you keep this money, and you have to marry your son, don't you?"

Zhao Dongmei quickly waved her hand: "No, no, no, my son has all the money for marrying a wife, so I don't need this!"

Wu Yuan and Zhao Dongmei snapped their fingers: "Auntie, what do you think, marrying a wife is a bottomless pit, the money for the wedding banquet and wedding is not enough, do you still need to buy a house? Do you have to decorate it? After all this is over, you have to give it to the future. my grandchildren left a sum of money..."

Zhao Dongmei was a little confused by what Wu Yuan said, her lips trembling.

Zhao Dongmei: "This, this doesn't matter, I have already prepared the wedding room, and I set up a stall every morning to sell breakfast, right at the intersection of Dajiang Road, business is very good..."

Wu Yuan: "Well, then you can make more money and save more money, okay?"

With tears in her eyes, Zhao Dongmei wiped it with her rough hand and nodded: "Okay, doctor, I'll listen to you, but I'll give the money..."

Wu Yuan: "Well, this money means that I will marry your son, okay?"

Zhao Dongmei was stunned: "What's the matter..."

Wu Yuan: "Auntie, go to the door of the operating room and wait. If I come out later, it means that the operation was successful."

Zhao Dongmei nodded again: "Doctor, I'll go right away, I believe you!"

Wu Yuan shook Zhao Dongmei's hand and turned to leave.

Zhao Dongmei held the envelope tightly, staring at Wu Yuan's back in a daze.

When Wu Yuan turned a corner, he almost collided with a person.

Wu Yuan saw that it was Liu Xuening.

Wu Yuan was startled: "What are you doing here?"

Liu Xuening: "I, I passed by..."

Wu Yuan said "Oh": "Exactly, I don't know where the dressing room in the operating room is."

Liu Xuening: "Let's go together then."

So, Wu Yuan and Liu Xuening walked to the operating room.

Liu Xuening heard the conversation between Wu Yuan and Zhao Dongmei just now.

Liu Xuening really did not expect Wu Yuan is such a person.

How can there be a surgeon who doesn't accept red envelopes?

Even Liu Xuening received it.

Could it be that the surgeons at Dongcheng Hospital don't accept red envelopes? That's impossible. This kind of thing is an open secret, and any hospital can't be an exception.

Liu Xuening doesn't really think Wu Yuan is stupid now, but rather admires Wu Yuan.

To be precise, it was Wu Yuan's admiration.

Such a man is not only handsome in appearance, but also handsome in his heart!

The two entered the dressing room of the operating room and changed into surgical gowns.

Wu Yuan's main sword immediately got up, which startled Liu Xuening.

At the same time, Liu Qiaojun brought other young doctors into the cell phone observation room.