Returning to ’90s, She Became Famous in Major Surgical Fields

   Chapter 2397 [2397] Each has his own preferences

   Stepping into the operating room corridor of the first time, Xie Wanying counted the operating rooms in a row and found that the number was considerable. Walking around everywhere, you can see all kinds of advanced instruments in the operating room. The most eye-catching is the operating bed, about half of which are professional surgical children's beds, which are small in size and small in size. Larger adult surgical beds are for teens.

   No matter the scale or the various facilities, it is no inferior to the operating room of the top three general hospitals. It is said that Seoul's modernization of the hospital's operating room was earlier than the National Association, which fully shows that Seoul is much richer than the National Association.

   Seeing the classmates washing their hands in front of her, Xie Wanying walked over a few steps and stood beside classmate Pan Shihua.

   Apply soap and disinfectant, use a brush to brush your hands, step on the water tap to turn on the sensor pedal, and the water flows through the arms, wrists and fingers. According to the regulations, unless it is a very urgent operation, the procedure and steps of brushing your hands several times before surgery are as important as the steps.

   Careful brushing is to reduce the risk of infection to the patient. This is even more important for children with weakened immune systems than adults.

  Luo Jingming came out of the operating room after handing over the patient, looked at the younger brothers and sisters who were left to help out on the operating table, and observed the Xueba in the capital.

   Not to mention Xie Xie, who has not graduated yet, the seniors of the National Association also pay attention to the famous juniors in the rival colleges, and they have long been in the mood to find out what their opponents are.

   Lifting his glasses, Luo Jingming looked at Duan's face, which was white and clean, with a round face like a child's. Duan's movements of brushing his hands are quite satisfactory, and he is as slow as a kindergartener's normative manner. The whole person feels like a good child. This creates a paradox. No scholar will be "good". The more genius he is, the more strange he is like Song Xuelin.

   "What do you want to put on the music today, Dr. Cao?" The nurse in the operating room asked the doctor's opinion while preparing for the work.

   A group of assistants went to wash their hands. Cao Zhao was standing inside with a surgical mask around his neck, and the anesthesiologist looked at the numbers on the monitor with both eyes.

   Hearing the nurse ask, the first person to raise his head was Kuniyoshi who was washing his hands outside, curious.

  Student Pan Shihua raised his eyebrows and thought: The **** devil song someone ordered is coming.

  Xie Wanying's thoughts: Does Brother Shenxian want to listen to Xianxia songs?

   No one thought that the immortal brother had thrown out this hot issue, and he really was an immortal who did not play cards according to common sense in the world.

   "Don't ask me this question today, ask Dr. Duan." Cao Zhao said.

   The nurse was instructed to come out and ask Duan Sanbao, "Dr. Duan, what kind of music do you want to listen to today?"

  Student Duan Sanbao winked with round eyes like an innocent child and said, "Why don't you ask the two of them. They are here on the first day."

   Guodu Xueba always adheres to the principle that the person who comes is the customer who answers first.

  Problem they rarely play music in the operating room of the National Association. Classmate Pan and Luo Jingming had no experience and couldn't answer.

   "What kind of songs do they usually like to listen to?" Xie Wanying asked, and when she accepted others' politeness, she turned to help them order the music score.

"What songs they listen to depends on their mood." Sister Nurse is frank, laughing haha ​​to reveal her hobbies as a hospital doctor, "Dr. Cao likes to listen to Bach's classical music. Dr. Duan ordered less songs, what did he order? Journey to the West or something."

  Xie Wanying understood it in seconds, thinking of the CDs in Brother Cao's house and in the car, and said, "How about ordering a popular song?"

   Thank you for your support! ! Good night dears~

   (end of this chapter)

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!