"Who are you and how did you come in."

Seeing Ye Rongyao wearing casual clothes walking into the operating room, the medical staff in the operating room were stunned. After reacting, a female nurse immediately shouted to Ye Rongyao.

"I am a doctor!"

Ye Rongyao said, and walked towards the operating table.

"You are a doctor, why haven't I seen you before?"

Zhang Lang looked at Ye Rongyao in confusion and asked.

Although there are hundreds of doctors in the hospital, most of Zhang Lang have some impressions, but Zhang Lang is sure that he has never seen him before.

After all, if you see such a tall and burly male doctor, you will definitely be impressed once.

"I am not a doctor in your hospital, I am a doctor in the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army. This is my certificate."

Ye Rongyao took his ID from his pocket and handed it to one of the nurses and said.

He ignored the nurse's reaction, and Ye Rongyao quickly put on his surgical gown and put on professional gloves.

"Who is this person? Why are you wearing surgical gowns?"

"Isn't a doctor from our hospital, and I'm here to interfere in our surgery?"

"I really don't treat myself as an outsider anymore. I'm going to do it?"

Seeing Ye Rongyao dressing in the operating room by herself, the medical staff in the operating room couldn't help but look at each other, and muttered to himself.

As for the nurse who read Ye Rongyao's ID, she was completely stunned.

The position in this document is too high, right?

He is so young that he is the honorary director of the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army. Isn't this a fake certificate?

The young female nurse looked at Ye Rongyao with some difficulty.

"Is the situation so right now?"

Ye Rongyao walked over and directly pushed the doctor in Yisuo to the side, looking at Zhang Lang and asked.

The main surgery of this operation was Zhang Lang.

"Are you really a doctor at the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army?"

Zhang Lang was a little unsure of Ye Rongyao's identity.

After all, there is access control at the operating room door, and not everyone can get in. This person can come in so easily and even put on surgical gowns, which makes Zhang Lang confused.

After all, I am not a doctor from my own hospital. Without an access card, I cannot enter this operating room.

"I am, what's going on with the injured now."

Ye Rongyao asked with a serious face.

"The situation is very bad. The injured person's heart was seriously injured. There are 20 cm open wounds, some intestinal ducts, large omentum exposed, active bleeding, and the intestinal ducts have been protected with sterile dressings... Now we must find a way to sew the wounds of this heart, but... it's just that the injured person is too serious and has a lot of blood loss. The chance of rescuing them is very low."

Originally, Zhang Lang didn't plan to pay attention to Ye Rongyao, but for some reason, Zhang Lang couldn't help but explain.

Zhang Lang felt that the aura of the man in front of him was too strong.

In fact, at the moment when Zhang Lang was speaking, Ye Rongyao also checked Zhao Naiwen's injury. The injury was really serious. If he was half an hour later, Zhao Naiwen would be really unsuccessful, but Ye Rongyao is still very sure to pull Zhao Naisong out of the gates of hell.

"Leave the surgery to me, my heart rate is 90, my bleeding is severe..."

Ye Rongyao was not quick, and he was far less impatient than the rush that could not be posted on the TV. It was mainly because Zhao Naiwen was not as urgent as possible.

However, the medical staff in the operating room were staring at Ye Rongyao blankly, and there was no intention of taking action.

"Why are you standing there? Hurry up!"

Ye Rongyao squeezed Zhang Lang to a step and stood in the position of the main swordsman. Seeing that everyone was still staring at him stupidly, he immediately said unhappily.

Now Ye Rongyao has entered the operation state and has completely forgotten that he is now occupying the nest. These medical staff don’t know where the onion came out of him.

"oh!"

The medical staff in the operating room reacted and immediately entered the state.

Ye Rongyao's aura is too great. In addition, the night shifts in the emergency room are basically small doctors. Real doctors at the director level do not work night shifts. Except for important surgical needs, they will call to notify doctors at the director level.

Before the operation, the nurse had already called the chief doctor, but it would take at least an hour to rush from the residence to the hospital. The injured person could not wait for such a long time, so he had to undergo surgery first.

After all, if you don’t have surgery, you will definitely die. If you have surgery, you will have a chance of survival.

"That...that, I don't know who you are yet?"

Zhang Lang, who was squeezed out of the main sword position by Ye Rongyao and retreated to the position of Ichisuo, looked at Ye Rongyao with some anxiety and asked.

After all, he is today's surgeon, and the operation form is signed by him.

If you had this surgery yourself, it would be no big deal if you didn't save the injured person. After all, the injured person's injuries were very serious, and it would be normal that it would not be possible to rescue him, so Zhang Lang would not be punished.

But it's different now. I don't know if the doctor at the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army suddenly appeared and robbed the position of his main surgery. It would be fine if the injured person was saved, but if the injured person could not be saved, it would be a big trouble.

Just the surveillance video in the operating room can make you lose the qualifications of this doctor.

If it weren't for fear of Ye Rongyao's momentum, Zhang Lang would have blown Ye Rongyao out of the operating room long ago.

"Don't worry, I'm a doctor. If anything happens, I'll be fully responsible."

Ye Rongyao understood what the other party was worried about, said lightly, and began to take the scalpel from the tool cart.

Normally, nurses handed surgical tools to the doctor who was the surgeon, but Ye Rongyao, a stranger who emerged, did not dare to hand over the tools in his hand. After all, if something goes wrong, the responsibility will be great.

Ye Rongyao ignored the medical staff in the operating room and picked up the scalpel and slashed it.

The bow-holding technique is very basic and not much fancy. This technique is very stable and fast. In just one or two minutes, Ye Rongyao has exposed the art field he wants.

Zhang Lang, who was nervous, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Rongyao's technique. At least, Zhang Lang believed that Ye Rongyao was really a doctor and a surgeon with excellent medical skills.

Just like this trick just now, Zhang Lang thought he would need to practice for more than ten years to achieve it.

After reacting, Zhang Lang hurriedly helped to sort out the salt water mat to prevent pollution, while staring at the knife edge in surprise.

Zhang Lang has worked in several major hospitals in Beijing and has also experienced many departments in rotation. The senior doctors in most departments are not as good as the person in front of him.

“Hook.”

Ye Rongyao gave a simple order to Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang, who had been a hook guy for many years, subconsciously picked up the skin hook and expanded the cut that had just been cut.

Suddenly, the inside of the chest was exposed.

As for incision, clean and neat is one aspect, and the most important thing is to facilitate the expansion of the surgical vision.

As for Ye Rongyao's cutting, it can be said to be very beautiful.

At least in Zhang Lang's opinion, this is definitely a perfect knife.
Chapter completed!