Today, the number of patients in the emergency room of the hospital is extremely large, and the doctors and nurses in and out of the hospital are very busy.
This day is destined to be very quiet.
Feng Qian, who was an intern, was also brought in to help temporarily, working as a doctor's assistant in the operating room.
It is well known that Feng Qian is the wife of Dr. Shen.
No chief surgeon dared to let Feng Qian be his assistant.
so……
Feng Qian changed into a surgical gown, put on a medical mask and sterile gloves and entered the operating room.
Dr. Shen is already inside.
Several other doctors were also ready, and Feng Qian was only responsible for helping Shen Lin deliver the equipment needed for the operation.
Shen Lin was the chief surgeon, and other doctors performed their respective duties.
After the door to the operating room was closed, the lights on the operating table were turned on.
Feng Qian stood beside him obediently.
It was the first time she witnessed the operation scene in person, and the first time she went to the operating room to help as a doctor's assistant.
The anesthesiologist begins to give the patient anesthesia.
Shen Lin stood to one side, he lowered his eyes and put on sterile gloves slowly.
Feng Qian sterilized the surgical instruments as required.
After the anesthesia, Dr. Shen turned to look at the girl, and through a layer of mask, Dr. Shen's voice was slightly low: "Scalpel."
"Oh good."
After Feng Qian found it, he picked up the scalpel, turned and handed it to Shen Lin.
Dr. Shen stretched out his hand to take it, and pinched the blade of the scalpel with his sterile gloved fingers, pressing the pulp of his fingers slightly through the glove.
He lowered his eyes, and the look at the bottom of his eyes dimmed slightly, like a flickering star in the dark night sky.
Seeing Shen Lin holding the blade, Feng Qian let go.
Dr. Shen took the handle of the scalpel unhurriedly.
Surgery begins when anesthesia begins to take effect.
Dr. Shen held the knife, his eyes fell on the patient's skin, and he was looking for a suitable position for the operation.
His expression was very light, and he couldn't tell his emotions. During the operation, Dr. Shen's expression was cold. He didn't look like a doctor who saved lives and healed the wounded. Instead, he would give people the illusion of a demon who took people's lives.
He raised the knife in his hand, and his movements were gentle and careless, but the knife technique was extremely precise and impeccable.
The director of the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine said that the hospital cannot live without Shen Lin, which is not a casual statement.
Dr. Shen's chances of successful surgery are close to 100%, and every step is as perfect as calculated by a computer. He seems to know the structure of every part of the skin very well, and can easily cut out an incision to minimize the damage to the human body. and bleeding.
Performing surgery is also a challenge for the doctor. He must first overcome his inner fear and maintain a high degree of vigilance while performing the operation. Otherwise, a mistake will cost a life.
The atmosphere was solemn and dreary, and no one would let their guard down at a time like this.
Feng Qian was always paying attention, and when necessary, he would deliver tools to Shen Lin, or take back the temporarily unused surgical instruments for disinfection.
The operation went well. After more than two hours, the suture doctor sutured and disinfected the patient's wound.
After the door to the operating room opened, the relevant doctor sent the patient to the ward.
The wind let out a sigh of relief.
He took off his surgical gown and sterile gloves, and put on a white coat.
Shen Lin has also changed his clothes.
He walked over, lowered his head and held Feng Qian's hand.
The girl's hands were cold, and her fingertips seemed to be covered with frost.
He frowned slightly, held Feng Qian's hand, and walked back to the office.
After the door was closed, Dr. Shen lowered his head and raised Feng Qian's hand to his lips.
Gently let out the heat and warm the little girl's hands.
Feng Qian looked down.
Slightly moved.
As if thinking that this would not help, Dr. Shen directly bent down and lowered his head, holding Feng Qian's fingertips.
The soft and warm touch made the girl stunned.
But this only warmed one finger.
Dr. Shen raised his head and tilted his head slightly.
"It seems that the efficiency is very low."
Before waiting for the girl to reply, he bent down, picked him up by the waist, walked up to the swivel chair, and slowly put the girl down.
With his knees against the seat, he bent over, raised his hand and took off the gold wire glasses on the bridge of his nose and put them aside, then lowered his head to remove the clothes on Fengqian's body.
Feng Qian paused, and after reacting, he raised his hand and grasped Dr. Shen's fingers.
"What are you doing?"
This is a hospital!
Dr. Shen's movements continued, and he bent his lips harmlessly, "This way, it warms up faster."
Feng Qian: "..."
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