Xu Zhiyi smiled and said, "Commissar, don't worry. As a doctor, I naturally care about the patients. Although the doctors under my command didn't perform many surgeries before, they have improved a lot after my training over the past half month. I believe they will definitely create their own value in their own positions and will never bring shame to the hospital."

The dean gave Xu Zhiyi a few more instructions, and then Xu Zhiyi left the office and returned to the cardiothoracic surgery department.

After Xu Zhiyi left, the political commissar said to the dean, "Dean, I don't have any other intentions. I'm just worried about whether the people in the cardiothoracic surgery department can really help Director Xu with this operation."

The dean knew that the political commissar was doing this for the good of the hospital. If their hospital could successfully complete the aortic dissection surgery this time, then their hospital would be famous in Shandong Province.

"I know what you're worried about. You're worried that Zhiyi is young and might not handle the situation properly if something goes wrong during the operation.

But Director Xu is a talented person at the Capital Military Region Hospital. She's performed similar surgeries there before. So, we have to trust her. She came to our hospital, so she's on the same page with us. And what is a doctor? They serve their patients. Director Xu will definitely do her best in this operation."

"What the director said is true. I'm just worried that the equipment in our hospital can't compare to those in the capital. What if something really happens? That's why I wanted to ask the general surgery department to send some people to help Director Xu."

"Don't worry, since Director Xu has already made all the arrangements, she has her own considerations. Our intervention will only cause trouble.

Besides, Director Xu had performed this type of surgery several times before, so practice made perfect. Even if something did go wrong on the operating table, the assistants Director Xu had chosen were all good.

Dr. Li's father is the head of internal medicine at our hospital, so he must have given him some guidance on academic matters. Dr. Zhang previously specialized in cardiothoracic surgery. If it weren't for what happened back then, Dr. Zhang wouldn't be just an ordinary doctor now; he would have been promoted long ago."

The political commissar remained silent, no one knew what he was thinking, then turned and left.

After Xu Zhiyi returned to the cardiothoracic surgery department, he first looked at the results of the examination report that Old Man Zhang had done this morning. Then Xu Zhiyi took all the doctors in the cardiothoracic surgery department to Old Man Zhang's ward.

Qiangzi was a little overwhelmed when he saw so many doctors coming in at once. "Doctor, what's wrong with my father? What's wrong with his body again? Or is this operation not possible?"

Mr. Zhang is now conscious and no longer in pain. He says, "Can the doctor stop treating me? It's too expensive. I don't want to see him anymore."

Besides, everyone will eventually grow old, get sick and die. Why should I spend that money? Why should I suffer this pain?

Qiangzi stopped Old Man Zhang from the side, "Dad, listen to me, let's treat it. I've already told the doctor, and he said that your illness can be cured as long as you get off the operating table. Dad, when you recover, you still have to take care of the children for me, and I still have to take care of you in your old age."

Old Man Zhang was crying there with tears in his eyes.

Xu Zhiyi and the others tried to comfort him, "Don't be too excited right now. You should take care of yourself. We're here to tell you that your test results are out and you meet the criteria for surgery. I'll have the head nurse come and give you a heads-up today. We'll do the surgery tomorrow."

Qiangzi said in surprise: "Really, doctor? You said my dad can really undergo surgery. That's great, Dad, you can undergo surgery. Dad, you can be saved."

Old Man Zhang wanted to continue talking about not having the surgery, but the captain next to him said, "Brother Zhang, listen to the child. Don't let him feel disappointed. This will make Qiangzi feel uneasy, and that will ruin his life."

Old Man Zhang nodded with tears in his eyes, "Qiangzi, I'll listen to you. I'll do the surgery. I'll live well, but if I really can't get out, I won't blame you. You have to live well in the future, do you hear me?

Good boy, don't cry, Daddy will do it, Daddy will try his best to survive."

Qiangzi's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at Old Man Zhang and cried inconsolably.

Xu Zhiyi and the others gave a few more instructions and then left the ward.

Xu Zhiyi brought a few people back to the office and began to give instructions about tomorrow's surgery.

Xu Zhiyi arranged, "Everyone knows how physically demanding aortic dissection surgery is. So, after we get off work tonight, we should get a good rest when we get home and prepare for tomorrow's battle."

Everyone was extremely nervous as they listened to Xu Zhiyi's mobilization, and they were shouting in their hearts: Can they have the surgery? They really had to have the surgery.

Xu Zhiyi said slowly, "After consultation between the dean, the political commissar, and me, and considering your performance over the past two weeks, I will be the lead surgeon, with Dr. Zhang as second assistant, Dr. Li as third assistant, and Xiao Zhao, you will be with us. Everyone else will go to the operating room to observe."

Doctor Zhang and Doctor Li, who were called, said in surprise, "Director, I can perform the surgery now."

Xiao Zhao was a little surprised and slowly began to recover.

"Director, why did you choose me? Can I do it?"

Xu Zhiyi said, "I chose you all for a reason, all because of the cover and the solid knowledge you've accumulated over the past two weeks. So, you can all do it, and you have to believe in yourselves."

Doctor Zhang was a little excited, about to burst into tears, but because there were others around, he held it back and said, "Director, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down."

Doctor Li also gave assurances.

Xu Zhiyi once again told them not to put too much pressure on themselves and to make sure they get enough rest.

Xiao Zhao and the others were like chicken blood, saying, "Yes, we will listen to the director. We must rest well tonight, sleep well, eat well, and go to the battlefield to fight tomorrow."

Then Xu Zhiyi officially started the meeting, talked about the precautions during the operation, and simulated the operation process with everyone before leaving.

Dr. Qian looked at Dr. Zhang and felt a little confused. He was going to observe in the operating room? He could enter the operating room, but was he really qualified?

Xiao Zhao stood there for a long time before calming down. "This is my first time in the operating room since I started working here. My first time on the operating table. I must remember what the director just said. I must do this operation well and fight this battle well."

At this moment, Dr. Zhao, like Dr. Qian, was still in a daze. He would be entering the operating room tomorrow. It was too magical.

This afternoon, Xu Zhiyi stayed in the department in case the patient had any emergency. Fortunately, since the medication was given, and with Qiangzi comforting Zhang, his mood and condition have been stable, and no accidents have occurred.

At this moment, other people in the hospital also knew that the cardiothoracic surgery department would be performing an operation tomorrow that they had failed in before.