【908】Big bosses are not allowed to escape from the battlefield

The child's blood pressure has dropped even further, and he is now barely able to maintain it with blood transfusions and medications.

Dr. Zhou is a licensed doctor, so he will be the first assistant until other doctors in the department come back. When he came in and saw the child in front of him, his head suddenly felt a little blurry. He had never experienced operating on such a young child.

Nie Jiamin, who was going to wash his hands, noticed that he was not moving and quickly turned to Xie Wanying and shouted: "Yingying."

I don’t know since when, Teacher Nie got used to calling her by her nickname.

"Yes, Teacher Nie, I'll do it." Xie Wanying immediately understood the teacher's instructions and stepped forward to disinfect the child's surgical area on behalf of Dr. Zhou. I had performed surgery on Xiao Yazhi before, and I remember similar procedures, and she was not unfamiliar with it at all.

Doctor Zhou finally came to his senses and went up to help her lay out the surgical drape.

After putting on the surgical gown, Nie Jiamin came into the operating room and stood in the position of the surgeon. Due to time constraints and poor Chinese skills, he reached out to the nurse and said casually: "scalple."

Good guy, what did this new doctor say? The nurse's body froze and she was dumbfounded.

Dr. Zhou shrank his shoulders in fear: If the boss suddenly asked him to do something in English while he was doing the operation, would he be able to react? He is a junior doctor at a hospital in another county and has never had the opportunity to communicate in English with a foreigner. Maybe you can read some English papers and ask him to speak English better? Go around him.

"Teacher Nie wants a scalpel." Seeing that the nurse and Dr. Zhou were not moving, Xie Wanying hurriedly took over and said to the nurse. The reason why she slowed down a beat was because Teacher Nie's hand gesture was obvious and she could guess something. But she didn't expect that she was confused by English first.

When the scalpel was handed to the surgeon, the nurse felt uneasy and lacked confidence. She only graduated from a technical secondary school and is not good at English.

Doctor Zhou's eyes secretly turned to Xie Wanying and signaled: Let's change places.

Xie Wanying asked:?

Dr. Zhou: I'm afraid he and I will have to talk to each other like ducks. If I don't change with you, I'm afraid I won't be able to communicate with him.

I'm afraid it will be the same as the other doctors in his department who came back. No one in the county hospital can speak English smoothly with foreigners.

It is not up to her to decide whether to change the position or not, it needs to be decided by the surgeon. Xie Wanying wrote to Dr. Zhou in her eyes.

"You two, change places." Nie Jiamin's voice spoke under the surgical mask.

Others heard the dull tone in his voice, obviously disappointed.

Dr. Zhou regretted it, he would have known better and would not have backed down. To put it bluntly, what was he afraid of if the boss didn’t start scolding him? If you are afraid first, can you learn something from the boss? Well, now this precious learning opportunity will be given to others in vain, who made him shrink from the battle.

"Change." Nie Jiamin issued an order urging him regardless of whether he regretted it or not.

Forget it at other times, it’s good that you stood back from me on the operating table and didn’t get kicked off the stage by me.

Everyone has a temper. Teacher Nie is angry now.

Dr. Zhou had no choice but to switch places with Xie Wanying and take the position of second assistant.

He filled the vacancy and was once again appointed as a first assistant in times of crisis. Xie Wanying's heart tightened as she was performing this kind of infant surgery for the first time. She remembered that the textbook said that infant surgeries and adult surgeries can be said to be similar.

There was only one thing she had to do, be careful and listen to the teacher's instructions.

"Gauze." She ordered the nurse. She reached for the gauze and stood by.

Looking up, Nie Jia scanned the posture of her hand sharply. It seemed to be more accurate and predictable, so he held the scalpel in a pen style and made cuts on the child's skin.

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