Chapter 736 【736】Big Brother's Medical Practice Principles

Zhang Tinghai cursed inwardly, pointing to classmate Xie and said to classmate Zhao, "You are a boy, are you less courageous than her?"

Zhao Zhaowei was so wronged that he wanted to cry: "She didn't have an operation."

"I can bet you that if she has an operation, she will definitely not be afraid at all." Zhang Tinghai was sure that Xie Wanying was not a girl but a man.

Xie Wanying smiled and didn't mind being told by Dr. Zhang that she looked as thick as a boy.

The others looked at her expression and sighed.

Cao Yong stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder, wanting to touch her head again: What's going on? This head looks so surprisingly brave? No one is not afraid of surgery.

A few more people walked in at the door of the operating room, and the ones who came back were the chief surgeon and assistants.

Leading the person to the head of the operating table, Tao Zhijie asked about the patient's condition, and asked Zhao in a gentle voice, "How do you feel?"

After Senior Brother Cao's explanation, Zhao Zhaowei figured it out. The Buddha really didn't need to treat this thankless patient, so he nodded and said, "Well. I trust you."

believe him. It was the first time that Mr. Zhao's grandson said this to him. There seemed to be an accident in Tao Zhijie's eyes.

"Why did you treat me? Isn't it because of my grandfather?" Zhao Zhaowei thought for a while, even if he was about to die, he wanted to understand the Buddha's doubts.

"It's the first time you found out with me. I'm your first doctor." Tao Zhijie said, his tone calm.

After hearing this, the people around, including Zhao Zhaowei, had only one thought in their minds: My God, is this Buddha's mind so simple?

First diagnosis responsibility system. If the patient does not seek other doctors, his condition does not need to be transferred to other hospitals or specialists for treatment. According to the needs of the patient's condition, Tao Zhijie is indeed responsible for his condition to the end.

Zhao Zhaowei scratched his head, is the gap between himself and the boss here? No matter what Senior Brother Cao said or what this Buddha said or did, he kept in mind the principles of medical practice and would not be affected by his personal emotions.

Being a doctor is the most sensible thing to say.

"Don't worry." Tao Zhijie felt relieved observing his expression, and began to ask him, "You have to have confidence in your own cure."

"I already have confidence." Zhao Zhaowei emboldened himself and said confidently, "I think I can live to be hundreds of years old."

"A hundred years old?" Zhang Tinghai couldn't help complaining crazily, squinting at Zhao, "I just heard that I'm going to be anesthetized, and my heartbeat immediately jumped to one hundred and one. Are you sure whether you want to have a one hundred one heartbeat or live a hundred years?" age?"

"I, this—" Zhao Zhaowei pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, he couldn't control his own heartbeat.

The heart rhythm curve on the ECG monitor is beeping.

The doctors collectively focused on his rapid heartbeat.

"Come on, swallow your saliva." Zhang Tinghai instructed Zhao how to slow down his heartbeat.

Zhao Zhaowei swallowed hard.

Class monitor Yue Wentong thought of the advice of his classmates, and stretched out his hand for classmate Zhao to hold.

Beep, beep, the ECG monitor continued to emit a continuous rapid heartbeat alarm.

These measures are of no use at all but speed up the patient's heartbeat.

Everyone was about to roll their eyes.

O coward! Hurry up, there's nothing you can do. As an anesthetist, Zhang Tinghai made a prompt decision.