The first time she stepped into the operating room corridor of Seoer, Xie Wanying counted the rows of operating rooms and found that there were a considerable number of them. Wandering around, you can see all kinds of advanced instruments in the operating room. The most eye-catching one is the operating bed. About half of them are professional surgical beds for children, which are small in area and small in size. Larger adult operating beds are provided for teenagers.
No matter in terms of scale or various facilities, it is no less than the operating room of a tertiary general hospital. It is said that Seoul modernized the operating room of the hospital earlier than Guohye, which fully shows that Seoul is much richer than Guohye.
Seeing her classmates washing their hands in front of them, Xie Wanying walked over a few steps quickly and stood next to classmate Pan Shihua.
Apply soap and disinfectant, brush your hands with a brush, step on the faucet to turn on the sensor pedal, and there will be a popping sound, and the water will wash over your arms, wrists and fingers. According to regulations, unless it is a very urgent and urgent operation, the process and steps of brushing the hands several times before the operation cannot be omitted.
Brushing carefully is to reduce the risk of infection to the patient. This is even more important for children whose immune systems are lower than those of adults.
After handing over the patient, Luo Jingming walked out of the operating room and looked at the junior brothers and junior sisters who stayed to help on the operating table. He also observed the top academics in the capital.
Not to mention Xie, who has not yet graduated, the seniors from the National Association are also paying attention to the famous juniors from the rival colleges, and they have long wanted to find out what their opponents are like.
Lifting up his glasses, Luo Jingming looked at Classmate Duan's face. He was fair and round, like a child. Classmate Duan brushes his hands in a regular and slow manner, just like a kindergarten child following step by step. He gives the impression that he is a well-behaved child. This creates a paradox. No academic master will be "good". The more talented he is, the more bizarre he is like Song Xuelin.
"What kind of music do you want to play today, Dr. Cao?" The nurse in the operating room asked the doctor's opinion while making preparations.
A group of assistants went to wash their hands. Cao Zhao stood inside with a surgical mask hanging around his neck, looking at the numbers on the monitor with the anesthesiologist.
Hearing the nurse ask, the first person to raise his head was the National Xie student who was washing his hands outside, curious.
Classmate Pan Shihua twitched his eyebrows and thought: Someone's devilish song from Hell is about to come.
Classmate Xie Wanying’s thoughts: Does the fairy brother want to listen to fairy songs?
No one expected that the immortal brother would throw out this hot-button issue. He was indeed an immortal who did not follow human common sense.
"Don't ask me this question today, ask Dr. Duan." Cao Zhao said.
The nurse came out after receiving the instructions and asked classmate Duan Sanbao: "Doctor Duan, what music do you want to listen to today?"
Classmate Duan Sanbao blinked with round eyes like an innocent child and said, "Why don't you ask them two. It's their first day here."
The top academic in the country always adheres to the principle of answering guests first.
The problem is that they rarely play music in the Guoxie operating room. Classmates Pan and Luo Jingming have no experience and cannot answer.
"What songs do they usually like to listen to?" Xie Wanying asked. After accepting the courtesy, she turned to help them read the music scores.
"What songs they listen to depends on their mood." The nurse sister was frank, laughing and revealing that there was no need to hide her hobbies as a hospital doctor, "Dr. Cao likes to listen to Bach's classical music. Dr. Duan rarely requests songs, so what kind of songs do he order? Journey to the West or something.”
Xie Wanying understood instantly. She thought of the songs played in Brother Cao's home and car, and said, "How about some popular songs?"
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