v3 Chapter 2677： Lao He in Ripples
Boss, the annual salary in this offer is empty. "Su Yun flipped through the file and said with a smile.
"Oh, let me fill it in?"
"Look at Huanuo's work, it's refreshing!" Su Yun sighed.
"I don't know what to eat at home at night." Zheng Ren stood in the elevator, watching the numbers constantly changing, and said to himself.
"Just your energy, what's the difference?" Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren smiled. The document didn't seem to exist. It didn't attract his attention at all.
...
...
It was getting colder and colder, and I saw it was going to snow soon.
The last snowy day in Zheng Ren's impression seemed to give Yiren a birthday in Haicheng. And this birthday, I seem to be going to Stockholm.
What he didn't know was the waves that he had inadvertently stirred up, and they were rippling, expanding, and changing the world. Among them, Lao He's feeling was relatively obvious, and one of the salted fish finally turned over.
Near to mid-November, the annual conference of the Department of Anesthesia was held.
Lao He has gained more attention, and even many directors attending the meeting have inquired about who Lao He is.
Lao He has been busy for a few days now. He has some hundred more friends in his WeChat. They are the directors of many discussions attending the annual conference of the Imperial Capital.
For a moment, Lao He even understood the distress of being talked about when he heard someone talk about it.
In the past, I was just a little transparent and no one noticed. Although I sometimes complained, my life was normal.
But getting attention now seems to bother him even more. During the two days of the annual meeting, Lao Helei had a sore back and legs.
Don't participate in the annual national conference this year. Lao He has a headache when he thinks more people are looking for himself.
He knew all these things, not how high his anesthesia level was, but because everyone was curious about the boss Zheng who broke the dimension wall clinically. As the anesthesiologist of Boss Zheng, he naturally loves Wuwu and Wuwu.
Today, Director Xu talked to Lao He, saying that he was promoted after the year and the position of deputy director.
If one year earlier, Lao He must be excited and unable to control himself, and be able to become the deputy director of the 912 Department of Anesthesiology.
But now Laohe's heart is like an ancient well, and the waves are not shocked. These things, it really is easier to not be a full-time anesthesiologist with Boss Zheng.
News of sudden deaths of doctors has been repeatedly reported in recent years. The department with the most deaths is the Department of Anesthesiology. High pressure and shaft rotation are all problems.
But with Boss Zheng, these worries no longer exist.
It's a bit more work, but the pressure drops suddenly. There is nothing to be afraid of when a surgeon standing behind him is higher than himself.
Although Boss Zheng showed a few times for anesthesia, Lao He firmly believes this. So no matter what kind of anesthesia, Lao He can cope with it easily and exert an extraordinary standard.
Facing Director Xu, Lao He expressed his gratitude to Director Xu through superb acting skills without physical performance. Although both of them knew what was going on, did Huahua Jiaozi lift people up and see them without telling them? This is also a skill.
When it was off work, Lao He didn't leave. He was waiting for Su Yun's phone call.
Professor Yang, who was hepatobiliary this evening, invited guests to dinner. On the bright side, he expressed his thanks for the rescue of pancreatic pseudocysts a few days ago, but Lao He knew that this was Professor Yang's opportunity to get close to Boss Zheng.
It was time for him to run, Lao He thought with a smile.
When Boss Zheng came to 912, he didn't know that there was such a number of people late. But he couldn't hold his skin thick, his eyes weren't bright.
Why is the ear a little hot, who is muttering himself behind? Lao He smiled and touched his ears.
It's a bit hot, not just hot, but hot.
156 km away from Langshan County Hospital, someone really said Laohe.
The emergency operation of an acute appendicitis was anesthetized by the director of the anesthesia department of the county hospital. The patient is his father, who is 76 years old.
The director of the anesthesia department, Xiang Heping, did not have any problems with his family, and went directly to the epidemic for epidural anesthesia.
"Director, isn't it boring to go to a meeting in the capital this time?" The assistant chatted aside.
"It's really boring, but added He Junjin's WeChat and left the phone." Director Xiang sat in the chair, opened the puncture kit, and prepared for disinfection.
"He Junjin, who is that?"
"Anyone in the WeChat group asks who Lao He is during this time, don't you know?" Xiang Xiang said disdainfully.
In the large and small groups of anesthesia, Director Yang Cheng Qiu started looking for Lao He, which has become a stalk.
Who is Lao He, the more funny this stalk becomes.
"It's him, it's Boss Zheng's exclusive anesthetist! Director, is he particularly arrogant?" The assistant asked.
"No, people have the ability to lose their temper." Xiang Xiang said, "It is very kind and whispering. It looks like you, and your tail is a long way up in the sky."
"Hey, director, you see what you said, why?"
"Why not?" Said Director Xiang, "look at Lao He ..."
"Director, Lao He ..."
"You also called Lao He? You have to call Mr. He!" Director Xiang corrected. "They have a high standard. It is said that Boss Zheng's anesthesia skills are taught by Lao He."
"Isn't Boss Zheng involved in the doctor? Why is he still anesthetized?"
"You know what a fart! The top professors, they can't do anything. They all say that the experts of the Imperial Capital have big mouths and make direct appointments. That's a skill. A few years ago, we had a cholecystectomy to cut off the common bile duct. Isn't that just going to the **** rubbed by people at Chaoyang Hospital? "
Talking about it, Director Xiang has dragged the topic to the most practical rubbing.
Wolf Mountain is not far from the emperor, but the patients are also sucked so much by the emperor that the medical level here has not been developed.
The rubbing of the buttocks is well-prepared ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Director Xiang actually admired his own skin. At that time, so many people wanted to add Lao He's WeChat, and he was a **** way.
"Dad, give you a shot, it doesn't hurt!" Xiang Xiang said after disinfecting, raising the volume and his own father.
The grandfather of his family has a right knee flexion, which is a very ordinary posture. The puncture point taken by Director Xiang was chest 11-12, and there was nothing to say. Although he was his own grandfather, and looked a little nervous, his limbs were slightly stiff and trembling, but Director Xiang was not soft at all.
After conventional disinfection and draping, a bypass puncture was performed, and the tube was placed upward after reaching the epidural space.
Is it just an epidural anesthesia? Don't be too simple!
Director Xiang then withdrew the puncture needle and adjusted the epidural tube. Just after adjusting the angle, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. The strength from the catheter was not right!
How is this going? Director Xiang's heart suddenly hung up, and a bad idea appeared in his mind.
(End of this chapter)
"Oh, let me fill it in?"
"Look at Huanuo's work, it's refreshing!" Su Yun sighed.
"I don't know what to eat at home at night." Zheng Ren stood in the elevator, watching the numbers constantly changing, and said to himself.
"Just your energy, what's the difference?" Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren smiled. The document didn't seem to exist. It didn't attract his attention at all.
...
...
It was getting colder and colder, and I saw it was going to snow soon.
The last snowy day in Zheng Ren's impression seemed to give Yiren a birthday in Haicheng. And this birthday, I seem to be going to Stockholm.
What he didn't know was the waves that he had inadvertently stirred up, and they were rippling, expanding, and changing the world. Among them, Lao He's feeling was relatively obvious, and one of the salted fish finally turned over.
Near to mid-November, the annual conference of the Department of Anesthesia was held.
Lao He has gained more attention, and even many directors attending the meeting have inquired about who Lao He is.
Lao He has been busy for a few days now. He has some hundred more friends in his WeChat. They are the directors of many discussions attending the annual conference of the Imperial Capital.
For a moment, Lao He even understood the distress of being talked about when he heard someone talk about it.
In the past, I was just a little transparent and no one noticed. Although I sometimes complained, my life was normal.
But getting attention now seems to bother him even more. During the two days of the annual meeting, Lao Helei had a sore back and legs.
Don't participate in the annual national conference this year. Lao He has a headache when he thinks more people are looking for himself.
He knew all these things, not how high his anesthesia level was, but because everyone was curious about the boss Zheng who broke the dimension wall clinically. As the anesthesiologist of Boss Zheng, he naturally loves Wuwu and Wuwu.
Today, Director Xu talked to Lao He, saying that he was promoted after the year and the position of deputy director.
If one year earlier, Lao He must be excited and unable to control himself, and be able to become the deputy director of the 912 Department of Anesthesiology.
But now Laohe's heart is like an ancient well, and the waves are not shocked. These things, it really is easier to not be a full-time anesthesiologist with Boss Zheng.
News of sudden deaths of doctors has been repeatedly reported in recent years. The department with the most deaths is the Department of Anesthesiology. High pressure and shaft rotation are all problems.
But with Boss Zheng, these worries no longer exist.
It's a bit more work, but the pressure drops suddenly. There is nothing to be afraid of when a surgeon standing behind him is higher than himself.
Although Boss Zheng showed a few times for anesthesia, Lao He firmly believes this. So no matter what kind of anesthesia, Lao He can cope with it easily and exert an extraordinary standard.
Facing Director Xu, Lao He expressed his gratitude to Director Xu through superb acting skills without physical performance. Although both of them knew what was going on, did Huahua Jiaozi lift people up and see them without telling them? This is also a skill.
When it was off work, Lao He didn't leave. He was waiting for Su Yun's phone call.
Professor Yang, who was hepatobiliary this evening, invited guests to dinner. On the bright side, he expressed his thanks for the rescue of pancreatic pseudocysts a few days ago, but Lao He knew that this was Professor Yang's opportunity to get close to Boss Zheng.
It was time for him to run, Lao He thought with a smile.
When Boss Zheng came to 912, he didn't know that there was such a number of people late. But he couldn't hold his skin thick, his eyes weren't bright.
Why is the ear a little hot, who is muttering himself behind? Lao He smiled and touched his ears.
It's a bit hot, not just hot, but hot.
156 km away from Langshan County Hospital, someone really said Laohe.
The emergency operation of an acute appendicitis was anesthetized by the director of the anesthesia department of the county hospital. The patient is his father, who is 76 years old.
The director of the anesthesia department, Xiang Heping, did not have any problems with his family, and went directly to the epidemic for epidural anesthesia.
"Director, isn't it boring to go to a meeting in the capital this time?" The assistant chatted aside.
"It's really boring, but added He Junjin's WeChat and left the phone." Director Xiang sat in the chair, opened the puncture kit, and prepared for disinfection.
"He Junjin, who is that?"
"Anyone in the WeChat group asks who Lao He is during this time, don't you know?" Xiang Xiang said disdainfully.
In the large and small groups of anesthesia, Director Yang Cheng Qiu started looking for Lao He, which has become a stalk.
Who is Lao He, the more funny this stalk becomes.
"It's him, it's Boss Zheng's exclusive anesthetist! Director, is he particularly arrogant?" The assistant asked.
"No, people have the ability to lose their temper." Xiang Xiang said, "It is very kind and whispering. It looks like you, and your tail is a long way up in the sky."
"Hey, director, you see what you said, why?"
"Why not?" Said Director Xiang, "look at Lao He ..."
"Director, Lao He ..."
"You also called Lao He? You have to call Mr. He!" Director Xiang corrected. "They have a high standard. It is said that Boss Zheng's anesthesia skills are taught by Lao He."
"Isn't Boss Zheng involved in the doctor? Why is he still anesthetized?"
"You know what a fart! The top professors, they can't do anything. They all say that the experts of the Imperial Capital have big mouths and make direct appointments. That's a skill. A few years ago, we had a cholecystectomy to cut off the common bile duct. Isn't that just going to the **** rubbed by people at Chaoyang Hospital? "
Talking about it, Director Xiang has dragged the topic to the most practical rubbing.
Wolf Mountain is not far from the emperor, but the patients are also sucked so much by the emperor that the medical level here has not been developed.
The rubbing of the buttocks is well-prepared ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Director Xiang actually admired his own skin. At that time, so many people wanted to add Lao He's WeChat, and he was a **** way.
"Dad, give you a shot, it doesn't hurt!" Xiang Xiang said after disinfecting, raising the volume and his own father.
The grandfather of his family has a right knee flexion, which is a very ordinary posture. The puncture point taken by Director Xiang was chest 11-12, and there was nothing to say. Although he was his own grandfather, and looked a little nervous, his limbs were slightly stiff and trembling, but Director Xiang was not soft at all.
After conventional disinfection and draping, a bypass puncture was performed, and the tube was placed upward after reaching the epidural space.
Is it just an epidural anesthesia? Don't be too simple!
Director Xiang then withdrew the puncture needle and adjusted the epidural tube. Just after adjusting the angle, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. The strength from the catheter was not right!
How is this going? Director Xiang's heart suddenly hung up, and a bad idea appeared in his mind.
(End of this chapter)
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