When doctors have a simulated operating room

As the clouds gradually thinned, I could vaguely see the city buildings of different sizes through the porthole.

Boston is a city that combines both modern American style buildings and European Renaissance buildings.

This is Zhang Yi's first time here.

As the largest city in northeastern America, Zhang Yi is curious about everything here.

Buzz! !

Soon, the plane landed on the ground, and a huge roar came again with a strong sense of pushing back.

They finally arrived in Boston.

Kang Yanming rubbed his sore neck and complained in a low voice:

"Hey, this beautiful country is really far away. Although we are sitting in the first class, it is uncomfortable to sit for thirteen hours."

"Just make do with it, Director Kang. We are going on a long mission, not at home."

Jin Zhenglun patted his shoulder and comforted him.

Then he looked at Zhang Yi next to him:

"Zhang Yi, how are you?"

"I'm fine, Dean Jin. What's wrong with a young man like me sitting on a plane for more than ten hours? As for you, why don't you go back to the hotel and have a good rest later? I'll go check on the hospital first, and discuss the surgery plan together tomorrow."

Jin Zhenglun shook his head quickly:

"No, since we have been paid to do the job, we can't be careless even if we are not the main surgeon.

Besides, heart transplant surgery is not a small operation, and the areas that should be discussed cannot be ignored at all."

Zhang Yi still admires Jin Zhenglun's work attitude.

At an old age, he has accumulated a lot of old diseases from standing on the operating table for many years.

Lumbar spondylosis and cervical spondylosis are common diseases for doctors in the operating room.

Oh!

It's not easy.

After getting off the plane, Zhang Yi and others saw several young men with Chinese faces as soon as they arrived at the exit.

They all held signs in their hands, which said "Welcome so-and-so to the United States."

Zhang Yi took a closer look and found that there was indeed one that said "Welcome Dr. Zhang Yi."

"Hello, are you the family member of the patient who needs a heart transplant at the Masi General Hospital? I am Zhang Yi."

Zhang Yi took the initiative to greet him.

The man looked up and down at Zhang Yi and the two deans behind him.

Then his brows relaxed: "Oh~ yes, yes, yes! It's you!" As he said, the man took out a photo from his bag and compared it carefully.

"That's right, Dr. Zhang, you've worked hard on this trip! Please follow me, I'm sent by President Yi to pick you up!"

"Okay, thank you for your help."

The driver led Zhang Yi and the other two through a group of foreigners to the parking lot.

Just at this time, President Yi also called.

"President Yi, the person has been picked up. Do you want to talk to Dr. Zhang?"

As he spoke, the phone was handed to Zhang Yi.

"Hello, President Yi, I'm Zhang Yi."

On the other end of the phone, he seemed to be relieved after hearing Zhang Yi's voice.

The doctor is finally here!

There is finally hope for the child's illness!

This surgery with many twists and turns can finally be settled!

"Okay... Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Zhang!

How about this, I'll ask the driver to take you to the hotel first, you can take a rest first, and then come to the hospital to see the child, how about it?"

"No need, President Yi, the child's surgery is the most important thing now, let's..."

Zhang Yi was walking and talking with the phone in his hand.

Suddenly!

There was a loud and clear noise not far away!

Followed by the sound of a large piece of glass shattering!

Ping-pong-pong! Crackling!

"Ah!!"

"OMG!"

"What's wrong? What happened?!"

Soon, the people around him subconsciously squatted down with their heads in their hands!

Zhang Yi also squatted on the ground subconsciously.

Because this is the United States!

They don't ban guns, and many times when such a loud noise occurs, they worry that someone is using a gun to commit a crime.

Immediately, screams from the people around came one after another.

However, when everyone came to their senses, they found that it was not a gunshot...

It was just that the billboard on the central pillar of the airport was broken.

The billboard was quite large, and when the glass broke, it fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

This scared everyone.

"Hey! I was so scared!! I thought it was..."

The driver patted his chest in fear, then turned to Zhang Yi and the others and said:

"Doctor Zhang, you are not scared, right?"

"It's okay, let's go to the hospital first."

"Okay, follow me."

The driver quickened his pace, intending to take Zhang Yi and the others away quickly.

The muffled sound just now really scared him!

Especially since Professor Phipps had been shot in the hospital before.

Right now, the image of Phipps dying was still lingering in his mind.

Oh!

Now he just wanted Mr. Yi's child to be cured quickly, so that they could return home!

As a result, he had just walked a short distance when he heard a cry for help from the billboard with broken glass just now.

"Help! Help! Who can save my child! Help!"

"Excuse me, is there a doctor on the scene? Come and save my child!"

"Help! Please help me! Something seems to have happened to my child! Please help me!"

The voice seemed to be from a middle-aged woman.

Kang Yanming glanced over there and said:

"There's a child lying under that billboard! It seems... it's bleeding!"

When they heard that he was bleeding, Zhang Yi, Jin Zhenglun and Kang Yanming turned back in tacit understanding.

They are doctors, they can't just stand by and watch him die.

"Hey, Doctor Zhang, aren't we... aren't we going to the hospital?"

Seeing Zhang Yi walking back, the driver said with a puzzled look on his face.

Didn't they say they were going to the hospital?

What does it have to do with them whether other children live or die!

Although helpless, the driver had to follow Zhang Yi and the others back.

At this time, there were broken glass shards scattered all over the ground under the broken billboard.

A little boy about seven or eight years old was lying on the ground sobbing in pain.

It was May at this time, and the child didn't wear much.

His forehead, arms, face and neck were all scratched by the broken glass shards.

The wounds looked quite dense, some even scratched the skin and flesh, and a lot of blood flowed.

But Zhang Yi roughly observed it, fortunately, none of them were fatal injuries, and no arteries were injured.

Otherwise, the child would have been unconscious now.

Soon, the airport staff came over.

After asking the reason, it turned out that the little boy was playful, and took the toy in his hand to hit the billboard while his mother was waiting for the car outside.

Who knew that he would directly break the glass surface of the billboard.

Compensation is a small matter, what if the peeling scratches the eyeball or artery...

The consequences are unimaginable!

"Forget it, the child was scratched by the glass, it's not serious, just a little more blood flow, wait for the ambulance to send him to the hospital for bandaging and he will be fine.

Let's go first, it's important to go to the Masi General Hospital."

After taking a look, Zhang Yi was relieved.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave...

Zhang Yi's expression suddenly became serious!