If anyone bullies you in the future, just tell me and I will ask my dad to teach them a lesson.
And Director, the people in our hospital are all talking nonsense. Don't take it to heart. They are just jealous of you. They are jealous of your superb surgical skills."
Xu Zhiyi nodded, "Okay!"
After the three of them chatted for a few more sentences, Xu Zhiyi took Xiao Zhao to the ICU to check on Old Man Zhang's condition.
As soon as Xu Zhiyi and Xiao Zhao came out of the operating room, they were stopped by Zhang Laodi's son Qiangzi.
Qiangzi's face was covered with tears. He kept bowing and saying, "Thank you, doctor. Thank you so much, doctor. If it weren't for you, my father might have... I wouldn't have a father now. Thank you for saving my father's life and saving my family."
Xu Zhiyi soothed him a few times, "Your father's surgery was very successful, but the subsequent recovery will also have several major challenges, each one difficult. If there is anything we can help with, just tell us and we will do our best. You and your father also don't have to give up."
Qiangzi nodded. "Doctor, I understand. We'll follow your instructions on how to treat this next step. As long as there's a glimmer of hope, I won't give up."
"That's good. Your father just had surgery and needs to stay in the ICU for a few days. He can only be returned to the regular ward after all his physical signs are stable."
Qiangzi's eyes were a little tired as he looked at the operating room door, then at the direction Xu Zhiyi and the others had left. He made up his mind and left the hospital.
On the way to the ICU with Xu Zhiyi, Xiao Zhao kept talking about her feelings on the operating table: nervousness, excitement, worry, fear, joy...
Xu Zhiyi stopped and looked at Xiao Zhao who was chattering beside him.
Xiao Zhao immediately shut up. "Director, are you tired? Am I disturbing you?"
Xu Zhiyi shook her head and said, "My first time on the operating table was the same as yours now." So I want to look at you more now, maybe I will remember my previous life.
"Director, what is your first surgery? Is it difficult?"
Xu Zhiyi sighed and shook his head, "I forgot." No, I didn't forget, but I can't say it. My first operation was in the emergency room. The situation was urgent, but the patient survived.
Xiao Zhao lowered her head, full of regret. She had already prepared herself to listen attentively. Alas, another day without fun!
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