"People in the orthopedics department seem to talk more when they are performing surgery," Ren Chongda thought as he recalled.

Think about it, others cannot single out Chang Jiawei as the only chatterbox.

There are many surgeons who mutter during surgery, as Xie analyzed before. Moreover, orthopedics is a physically demanding department. It is very strenuous to keep tapping bones and adjusting the angles. The operation takes a long time, so it is inevitable that doctors will feel anxious. Talking can liven up the atmosphere and relieve emotions.

The talkative doctor suddenly stopped talking, which made people wonder if there was a major problem during the operation. The group realized that they had to speed up their pace.

Brake, when everyone stopped at the door of the operating room.

Zhang Tinghai further pointed out: "Look, we are here, but he didn't even notice us. What do you think is wrong with him?"

What's wrong?

The silence in the operating room was astonishing. It was so quiet that one would almost think this was not an orthopedic operating room but a neurosurgery and cardiothoracic operating room, and that this was not a smooth operation but an operation to save the patient.

It's too quiet. This is not a question of which chatterbox is no longer a chatterbox.

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...

No wonder Zhang Tinghai was so scared that he suddenly ran out to look for someone.

"Did something go wrong during the operation?" Zhang Tinghai turned to ask Cao Yong and the others.

After a while, Tao Zhijie turned his head away first, trying hard to suppress a few coughs.

Zhang Tinghai could tell that the Buddha was laughing and became a little angry: "In this situation, why are you laughing?"

Tao Zhijie turned around and gave him a smiling look, saying: You are right, you are an anesthesiologist, so you don't understand.

"Explain it clearly." Zhang Tinghai was unhappy with his guessing.

"How is today's surgery different from his previous surgeries?" Tao Zhijie asked.

"Didn't I tell you that he suddenly stopped talking today?"

"Let's not talk about this, what about the others?"

"Others?" Zhang Tinghai turned his head and glanced at the operating room again. This time he finally noticed the difference. "Do you mean that Xie Wanying is here?"

Isn't it? How terrible it is when his stubborn little junior sister performs surgery, um - Tao Zhijie revealed a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps the anesthesiologist only pays attention to the surgeon's skills, and does not have the same personal experience as the surgeons standing on the stage.

What attracted him at first sight about this junior sister of his was not her skills but her terrifying concentration.

Her concentration could be terrifying. For example, when she was assisting him and Tan Kelin, she almost drove them both crazy.

The situation in the operating room now was just like the one between him and Tan Kelin at that time, which was not strange at all. He and Tan Kelin usually did not talk during the operation, so no one noticed. Now that he was working with a chatterbox, the chatterbox stopped talking, and Zhang Tinghai, the anesthesia, was finally affected and realized it.

What, is that so? Zhang Tinghai blinked hard at his Buddha. It was certain that this Buddha did not tell jokes or lie.

Ren Chongda touched his chin, wondering whether what Tao Zhijie said was true or not, and he was worried.

Chang Jiawei's back was straight. Doctor Liu standing opposite him was not daring to move, looking like a primary school student, his eyes focused on a certain point like a lens.

His concentration was amazing. He didn't even notice that there were a group of people standing at the door.