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What Narog was worried about finally happened.

In order to prevent Natasha from participating in the operation, the hospital had already arranged all personnel for the operation.

Whether it's an assistant, a nurse, an anesthetist or a record-keeper, Nelog knows them all and is a leader in the hospital. He even has five assistants assigned to him for this operation.

Although there were flaws, Nairog could only follow the request. After all, the dean was standing aside and staring at him at the moment, as if he had been prepared for the idea of ​​bringing Natasha into the operating room.

The doctors, scholars, professors, and dignitaries who came to observe had already taken their seats. No matter how unwilling he was, Nerog could do nothing. He could only enter the fully transparent sterile ward according to the scheduled time, and followed the method he had practiced countless times before. , the operation begins.

The atmosphere at the scene was very solemn, and everyone's eyes were focused on the ward for this groundbreaking operation.

Outside, reporters and members of the media gathered in front of an open closed-circuit television screen, the flashes of their cameras never stopping for a moment.

However, if nothing unexpected happens, something will happen.

During the operation, it was the first time for everyone to perform such a public operation, and it was also such an unbelievable operation on a young child.

The equipment nurse who delivered the tools to Nerog accidentally touched the shadowless lamp above her head while she was nervous.

Nairog, who was concentrating all his attention, felt his eyes were swayed by the light, and his heart panicked, and the hand that used the knife couldn't help but tremble.

A line of blood shot out and splashed on Narog's face.

There was a moderate exclamation outside the operating room, and in front of the CCTV screen, the flashlight flashed faster.

There was an accident during the operation! The chancellor's young son is in danger of death! Professor Nerog’s status as a leading medical figure is on shaky ground!

They have already thought of the title and are waiting to publish it.

The sudden accident made the already worried Finance Minister Medmer suddenly change his expression, and he stood up from his chair in a flash.

When the dean on the side saw this, he could only quickly comfort him. The small episode did not affect the overall situation. He believed that Nairog's experience would be able to solve it safely.

However, in fact, the dean was also a little panicked. Until now, Nairog had never had any mistakes in thousands of surgeries. This time it was a battle for the reputation of their administrative district general hospital. How could they dare to let it slip?

In the operating room, after Nairog worked hard to stop the bleeding, he looked at the organs exposed in front of him, but he did not dare to drop the scalpel in his hand.

The assistants and nurses around me looked at each other, and there was more and more sweat on their foreheads.

The hesitation of the surgeon is the most fatal, which is likely to lead to the exposure of more and more serious problems during subsequent surgeries.

At this moment, Nairog suddenly straightened up and put the scalpel in his hand into the tray.

"The operation is suspended."

After saying this, he turned around and walked quickly towards the operating room.

There was an uproar at the scene, and everyone was surprised and confused as to why Narog suddenly left the scene.

Escape? How can this be?

Nairog ignored anyone's expressions. He rushed to the broadcast room in a hurry and shouted urgently into the microphone.

"Natasha! Where is Natasha! Come to the operating room immediately!"

"The patient needs you now!"

The sound of the radio echoed throughout the hospital. In the waiting room, Natasha stood up without hesitation the moment she heard the radio.

"Haha, it seems that someone is not stupid." Xi'er snorted, and the solemn look on her face obviously relaxed a lot.

"Come on." Lu Huai waved his hand, "Believe in yourself, Miss Natasha, you are no worse than them."

Natasha nodded, smiled slightly, turned around and walked quickly towards the operating room.

When Narog came out of the broadcast room, he was greeted by the angry dean.

"You forgot what I told you!" the dean said angrily, "You are going to embarrass our general hospital!"

Nairog looked at the dean expressionlessly: "Miss Natasha must come. Without her, I can't complete this operation."

"Why can't you? You must be able!"

"Who are you? You are Negro, the biggest face of our administrative district general hospital! You are the leading figure in Belloberg's medical field!"

"I don't want to hear from you that you can't do this. Don't we want to lose face?"

The dean was extremely angry, but Nerog's face looked gloomy: "Mr. dean, I hope you can understand that this is an unprecedented operation for Belloberg, and what is lying on the operating table is a defective Two-year-old.”

"Compared with human life, things like face are nothing."

"Nerog! You are simply..." Nerog was furious, and at this moment, the dean saw Natasha walking quickly from the end of the corridor.

"Wait!" With a sharp shout, the dean stepped forward to stop Natasha, "You are not needed here, leave now!"

Natasha stopped when she heard the sound. She frowned and looked at Nerog with confusion.

Narog just nodded lightly and said, "Let's go to the operating room."

"Don't go! I'm the dean! I have the final say here!" the dean shouted loudly, "Security! Get this woman out of here right away!"

Amidst his roar, groups of security personnel rushed up to the stairs next to him.

"Get her out! Now!"

However, the dean's roar was like a mud cow drowning in the sea at this moment. After the security guards around him rushed over, their expressions suddenly changed when they looked at Natasha.

"Why are you still standing there! Take action!"

"Dean... Dean, this may not be good." The security captain beside him said in a low voice with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

"What's wrong? I'm the director here. Do I need a reason to kick a person from the lower city out of the hospital?"

"No, I mean..."

At this moment, the dean noticed the fearful looks of the security guards and subconsciously turned his head to look.

At the end of the corridor, a young man with black hair was standing there. He seemed to have noticed his gaze and slowly stepped forward.

"Professor Narog." Lu Huai raised his head and asked calmly, "Does this surgery require Miss Natasha?"

"Very necessary." Nerog responded without any hesitation.

"Then go, Miss Natasha, the patient needs you." Lu Huai waved.

Natasha nodded and walked forward.

"I said stop! You bunch of useless losers! Stop her..."

"Let's see who dares to stop!"