The mystery husband is a little bad

The patient's family members were hesitant, but the patient asked for it. He said it would be better to die if he lived like this. There was at least hope for success if he did it, but there was no hope if he didn't, so the family decided to do the operation.

Now it's even more difficult to come up with an operation plan.

A meeting was held at 1:00 p.m. and a plan was made, but the success rate was still so low. The director who could do the operation went to study and couldn't come back. No one else dared to do the operation.

The director of the Department suddenly called Zhao Min's name: "Dr. Zhao, I remember that you participated in similar operations when you were at Harvard, and they were successful, right?"

"Yes, but that's the operation that my doctor conducted by the top brain surgeon in the United States. Ordinary people can't do it at all, but he's in the United States now, and he's very busy. It's impossible to spare time for such an operation."

"No, I mean, I want you to have a try. Now it's too difficult. No one can do it except you."

"Me?" Zhao Min was frightened. "Director, aren't you kidding?"

"I'm not joking. I'm very serious. I'm competent with your professional level. You just lack of experience, but the experience is accumulated in this way. We will make it clear to the family members of the patients first. If there is an accident, you are not required to be responsible, so you don't have psychological burden. Go ahead boldly."

“……”

At last, the meeting didn't end until 20:00, and the operation plan was finalized. Zhao Min was in charge of surgery, and she had done many operations, but it was the first time that she met with such a high difficulty, so she had a lot of psychological pressure.

She has been working for such a long time in a row. It's a high-intensity job. Her body is almost overdrawn and she doesn't have lunch. So when she walks, the whole person feels floating. She heads down to her office and presses her hand on her abdomen.

Zhao Ting saw Zhao Min appear in the corridor. A nurse accidentally touched her. When he saw that she almost fell, he frowned.

Just to the office to sit down, drink saliva slowly, Zhao Min saw the office door was opened, Zhao Ting appeared at the door, she hum: "how do you come." The voice is exhausted and hoarse, and the face is deeply tired.

"I want to change the ward!" Zhao Ting's very blunt request.

Zhao Min noticed the bag he was carrying: "what are you holding?"

Zhao Ting immediately put his hand back to his back: "nothing, I have leftovers. I'm going to lose them."

"Food?" Zhao Min also no matter what is left over or what, only heard the two words of eating, and said, "bring it to me."

Zhao Ting stood still. She took the bag and opened it quickly. The food was cold, but there was no trace of it. Zhao Min took a look at Zhao ting and said nothing more. She picked up the chopsticks and ate quickly.

Zhao Ting looked at her eyebrows and tied them: "Hey, you are so hungry. Can you have a woman eat?"

The meal was cold, and he choked a little. Zhao Min didn't speak, so he lowered his head.

When Zhao Ting saw that the cup was empty, she took it with her mouth and poured warm water for her, and put it on her hand. Without saying a word, she took the cup and gulped it down, along with the rice.

This is the first time Zhao Ting saw Zhao Min who has no image, so sweeping, but she only ate some, and then stopped. Zhao Ting's face is expressionless: "it's said that I'm going to lose it, it's definitely not delicious, who let you eat it."

Zhao Min sniffed and wiped his mouth with a tissue. "No, I'm so hungry that I can't eat too much at once. Just pad it first. Thank you for your meal, and thank you for your water." She held up her water glass and thanked him with a smile.

Zhao Ting then revealed a very unnatural expression: "who wants you to thank, you treat yourself as a garbage can, I have nothing to say."

Zhao Min smiled but did not speak.

"By the way, I'll find a room for me as soon as possible. I don't want to live there. It's really stinky, or I can change my bed. In a word, it's better to stay away from the toilet!" He looks like a latrine.

Zhao Min looked at him. "Can't stand it?"

"I'm sorry, I'm wrong. I have no eyes before. I can't keep the Golden Nest and silver nest. Go to sleep in the dog's nest. I'm wrong. Please forgive me!" Zhao Ting really can't stand it. I also know that Zhao Min has a soft temper, but not a hard one, so I still apologize.

Zhao Min didn't expect Zhao ting to be so flexible. It seems to be a real grievance: "OK, I'll go to the nurse's station and ask if there is any vacant bed."

"Then if not."

"Then, just watch it again. What if there is one? "

Yes, in case of that, Zhao Ting is really fed up with the smell of the toilet, so she can't wait to stand up. When she stands up, Yu Guang sees the fatigue in Zhao Min's eyes.

"Hey, why don't you go to sleep inside if you're ok? You're not a fairy. Can you afford to be responsible for the death of people due to your lack of concentration?" Then he went out.Zhao Min leans back and leans on his office chair. Thinking of his words, his mouth is slightly cocked up. Obviously, he cares about her, but he has to make his words so ugly. It's so hard to say something nice?

Zhao Ting came to the nurse station to ask if there was a sickbed. The nurse looked at him and said, "are you Zhao Ting? Dr. Zhao has arranged a ward for you. Don't you know?"

"Arranged for me? When and why I don't know. " From 12 o'clock on, he watched the patients in the same corridor move into the ward, and some new patients sleep in. He bought lunch specially to invite her to eat, which is easy to say. But now, the nurse told him, good morning? Isn't that a long stink for nothing?

He was indignant, but the nurse understated: "that's probably because we're too busy. Forget, do you want to live now?"

Live, of course.

This time, Zhao Min still arranged a room for three people for Zhao Ting, but the bed was by the window. The bed in the middle was the old lady Wen who pulled Zhao Min to introduce her grandson in the morning. The bed by the door was a uncle in his fifties. People looked at him kindly. Zhao Ting was so grateful that he could not be choosy any more.

The reason why he is so depressed is that he dare not apply for a special ward. His parents also know many doctors here. In case of being found out, he will be in trouble. He lives here safely.

"Ah, young man, how old are you today? Do you have a girlfriend?" Old lady Wen looked at Zhao Ting, her eyes were shining.