As doctors from the National Association, they were in the same trench and it was impossible for them to want to see Cao Yong fail in front of the External Hospital.
Let's just believe what these people say for now. Huang Zhilei was holding back his anger.
The group walked to the operating room curiously.
Huang Zhilei went to the locker room to put on surgical gown and lead coat. Others did not enter the operating room but went into the control room to watch.
Across the lead radiation-proof glass in the control room, a patient who had been given a tranquilizer was seen lying in supine position on the angiography operating table, half awake and half asleep, with a stable mental state.
The surgeon had not arrived yet. Huang Zhilei brought his junior Song Xuelin with him. The two put on surgical gowns and lead aprons, and after fully armed, they entered the operating room first to help the surgeon prepare.
For procedures like puncture, senior doctors do not need to perform them personally and can usually just let junior doctors practice on them.
The puncture site for today's surgery is the patient's femoral artery.
Disinfection, laying out the sheets, looking at the clock on the wall, it was almost three o'clock.
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The surgeon arrived at the scheduled time. There were several creaking sounds at the door of the interventional operating room, and people came in one after another.
Several people put on operating room slippers and walked in with a clatter.
Everyone could first hear Deputy Director Lu's loud voice calling the nurse: "Is Doctor Huang here?"
When asked by the leader, the nurse replied: "Doctor Huang is in the operating room with someone."
"Okay. They should be making preparations." Deputy Director Lu said to others after listening to the nurse's report.
Zhai Yunsheng and Cao Yong just walked to the front, as if they didn't hear him.
Deputy Director Lu had no choice but to change into slippers and hurried after him.
The three of them walked to the control room.
The room was full of people from the Department of Cardiology. Cao Yong and his companions were of course surprised when they arrived at the door.
"What are you doing here?" Deputy Director Lu asked the people in their hearts with his eyes wide open.
This patient has nothing to do with the cardiology department, and their neurology department has never invited the cardiology department to consult. The cardiology department's group of people are here, obviously wanting to join in the fun and make trouble.
"We are here to learn from your department." The people from the Department of Cardiology answered the people from the Department of Neurology in unison.
Come on, the cardiology department has the highest number of interventional surgeries in the hospital, and they dare to say that they are here to learn interventional surgery from the neurosurgery department. Deputy Director Lu narrowed his eyes, thinking that these guys in front of him were lying without thinking, and just waiting for Cao Yong to drive them away.
Cao Yong responded to his colleagues in the hospital with a smile: "We learn from each other and improve our skills."
Deputy Director Lu turned his head and quickly glanced at Cao Yong's face: This guy, you never know whether he is an idiot or too smart.
Jin Tianyu and Lin Chenrong knew what kind of person Deputy Director Lu of the Department of Neurosurgery was like, and they didn't take him seriously. Huang Zhilei was right. Whoever performed the surgery today had the final say. Cao Yong didn't chase them away, which only showed one thing: he had a broad mind and a big heart.
If a doctor dares to perform surgery in front of others, it fully demonstrates his strong confidence in his skills. No doctor without confidence in his skills would care about coming and going.
Everyone's attention was actually focused on another neurosurgeon who was said to have a special relationship with Cao Yong. Fangze's director Zhai Yunsheng was a well-known figure in the industry, just as famous as Zhang Huayao in cardiac surgery.
Zhai Yunsheng stepped into the control room.
A group of people voluntarily and consciously gave way to the top experts in the industry.
The young doctors standing in the back whispered to each other: "This patient's identity seems to be complicated."
These words made the neurosurgeon in his own hospital sweat a little.
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