I'm really an intern

Chapter 468

"Please let it go."

Anesthesia Pan, who was a little weak under his feet, was holding a plate, leaning half of his body against the wall, and slowly walked into the meeting room of the anesthesiology department.

"call--"

It wasn't until he sat down firmly on the chair that he slowly let out a long breath.

The time is 05:30 pm.

He just sent away the last operation in Room 21.

The other room 20, which was also under his management, had been idled as early as four o'clock, because the last operation there had not been performed.

In other words, his job today has been completed.

As for the night shift, they shouldn't meet that brat.

So, he's finally, safe

Anesthesiology chairs are soft.

So Pan Narcotic's body is also very soft.

He slumped on the chair, staring blankly at the plate.

The food in the operating room is actually very "generous".

Putting aside the fact that the taste is not good, if you only look at the weight of the meat, it is actually very sincere.

The aunt who cooks will not shake her hands.

Sometimes, looking at the faces of the doctors, I would add two more spoons.

Rarely caught up with the meal.

Five dishes were added to Pan's anesthesia plate.

In fact, there are only five dishes in total.

He didn't choose at all, he just asked for them all.

He needs food, to suppress the panic.

But when the food was already in front of him, he didn't have such an eager desire to gobble it up now.

Pan Narcotics was just in a daze in this rarely available stall.

My staring eyes hurt a little, so I closed them for a while, and then continued to stare.

Wave after wave of fear is still coming.

Even if he is safe now.

But every time he closed his eyes briefly, the boy's mouthful of blood seemed to explode in front of his eyes.

In fact, there has been news from the general surgery department and the gastroenterology department.

The patient's vomiting blood itself is not a serious problem. After all, he has vomited several times before, and he will not die for a while.

And I heard that now the bleeding point has been found, and the bleeding has been stopped under the gastroscope.

Naturally, there is no need to do laparotomy.

But

It's okay to spit out this mouthful of blood.

But if you happen to be stuck at the stall where the endotracheal tube has not been intubated after anesthesia, you will not be able to spit it out

This patient, who shouldn't have died, is really going to die!

It's true, it's just that close.

Just that little bit!

If I hadn't hallucinated it for a while.

If it wasn't for the fact that I hesitated for a while for no reason.

Pan Anesthesia suddenly waved his fist.

Frowning, gritted teeth.

Then slowly release.

Okay

not bad

"Hey, Teacher Pan, you are here!"

Behind him was the hearty voice of a colleague.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, I thought you just slipped away after stepping off the stage!"

A colleague came over, instead of sitting down beside him, he was taking something in his pocket instead.

"promise!"

After digging for a long time, a black object was finally handed over to Pan Anesthetic.

"What?"

Pan anesthetized lowered his head and found that the dark thing turned out to be a bar of chocolate.

He has also heard of this brand, what does the advertisement seem to be called, Sweep the Hunger?

"Why did you send me chocolates for no reason? Your sister has taken a fancy to me?"

"Bah! Good idea!"

The colleague laughed and cursed, and didn't hand it over, just threw the chocolate on the table.

"A surgeon left it for you, saying that you have worked hard, so I will pass on the message from generation to generation."

"Given by the surgeon?"

Pan Narcotic was puzzled, "Who is it?"

Although anesthesiologists and surgeons have to work together, when they are not on stage, their trajectories are quite parallel—there is no intersection.

When chatting on stage, we would occasionally chat a few words together.

Why is there still something to send?

The key thing to send is this kind of thing

"hey-hey."

The colleague shrugged, "A very young guy, he said he was in the Department of Urology, but he didn't tell me his name."

A figure flashed in Pan Narcotic's mind instantly.

"Fuck!"

He couldn't hold back, and cursed out his mouth.

"That stinky boy!"

What does it mean?

Does that brat know how dark he is and feel guilty?

Damn, he still has a face?

How many times has I been implicated by him!

I drank so many bags of glucose!

What kind of trouble is this bar of chocolate going to!

Pan's anesthesia was so angry that he grabbed the chocolate and wanted to throw it out.

But the arm turned around, from fast to slow, and the chocolate finally returned to the table.

He lowered his head, his expression changing a few times.

In the end, I put the chocolate in my pocket.

"Cough cough!"

Pan anesthetized and looked around, trying to calm down.

Then he picked up his chopsticks and started chopping rice.

how to say?

Glucose, although it sounds like sugar.

But that's really bad to drink!

Isn't chocolate delicious?

"call"

After eating like a starved ghost, Pan Narcotic felt that he had recovered a lot of energy.

A bowl of porridge after dinner, while drinking, turned half of the body to look at the sky outside the window.

"Boom! Boom!"

Outside, there was the sound of metal colliding.

The sound was not far away, and the soles of my feet seemed to tremble a little.

Pan Narcotic's gaze moved slowly, and landed on the newly built tall building a few hundred meters away.

It was a new building of Dongfang Hospital. It had been a long time since construction started, but the outside was still covered with green cloth and scaffolding.

Anesthesiology Pan looked at the construction site for a while, then turned his head, looked at the small anesthesia conference room behind him, and sighed faintly.

"When will the new surgical building be built?"

At that time, the anesthesiology department should also be allocated a place, right?

I don't know if it will be more spacious

"call--"

The porridge is finished.

Pan Narcotic lost the bowl, took out a small notebook, and took out a blue and black pen, and began to write and draw.

"On duty tonight, I don't know if there will be any work at night, but it should be free from now on.

I'll take a look, tomorrow I'm only scheduled for the first operation in one room.

Well, I'll go see the patient later.

Then come back and lie down.

comfortable! "

"Boom! Boom!"

On the construction site, the sound of metal strikes came again.

Zhang Tianyang, who just got the takeaway, couldn't help but look up and follow the source of the voice.

As the sun sets, the golden soft light adds a layer of filter to the building covered with green cloth.

The new surgery building should be very grand in the future, right?

Zhang Tianyang stood in the sunset for a long time.

Only then, under the eyes of the patients and family members passing by, turned around and walked into the digestion building again.

It's already 05:30.

The doctors who go to work normally have reached the point of getting off work.

Zhang Tianyang's "on duty" is now officially beginning.

When walking into the elevator, Zhang Tianyang prayed silently in his heart.

"I hope it won't be too noisy at night."

"Boom! Boom!"

Next to the surgical building under construction, on a shelf more than three meters high, a worker in an undershirt turned his head subconsciously, wanting to see the direction of the sound.

"Hey!"

I didn't know what I stepped on under my feet, and suddenly slipped.

"Oh!"

Amidst a burst of exclamation, the worker stepped on the ground.

"boom!"

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Thank you Wanderer XG for the reward~

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(End of this chapter)