Great doctors start with pediatrics

Laurent did not make a move.

A minor surgery doesn't require many people to handle things on the operating table.

On the contrary, having too many people standing next to you can be cumbersome and awkward.

Children might be okay, but the patient in front of us is a full seventeen years old; he could be a resident physician if he gets any older.

The child will definitely feel embarrassed if too many people are watching.

What if something unexpected happens?

Only the thin student and Zhang Lianren were standing on the operating table.

The chubby student volunteered to act as the scrub nurse.

Laurent looked up at the light shining above the young man's head.

There are no optical instruments in the operating room that can emit a red light. If it did, other people would start checking, so it couldn't be that I was seeing things.

Therefore, the light just now must have come from the top of someone's head.

Based on the direction I just looked, the most likely candidate is the energetic young man in front of me.

A red glow is undoubtedly an ominous sign.

For minor illnesses, a red light will appear around a green light, such as a cold or low-grade fever.

Only conditions that affect bodily functions will produce pure red light.

Based on the intensity of the light just now, it was definitely a dangerous situation.

But looking up at the young man's head now, the green light is still rather dim.

Laurent even began to doubt whether he had made a misjudgment.

"Alright, you can take your pants off now."

Zhang Lianren said.

The skinny guy wanted to take off the young man's pants.

Unexpectedly, the energetic young man grabbed Laurent's pants and shouted, "Brother, you promised, you'll sew it up for me later!"

"I don't trust anyone else, but your stitching really looks beautiful. I want it this way!"

Without even bothering with tattooing, the energetic young man pulled out his phone and, as if he were at a tattoo parlor, showed Laurent pictures of other children after their procedures: "Like this!"

"No problem," Laurent could only manage a smile and a perfunctory reply.

He had dealt with this kind of customer before when he was a lawyer in his previous life, so he was quite used to it.

"Thanks, brother! Once you recover, if you need any help, I'll go to great lengths for you!" the energetic young man said excitedly.

Laurent was still looking at the gleam above the young man's head.

The red light just appeared again.

Although it was mixed in with the green light, it appeared in Laurent's eyes for just a moment.

Is this a prediction?

So what exactly is this prediction targeting?

Could it be that in that brief moment, the energetic young man had a long-term, hidden illness?

Or is it possible that the young man's actions just now might have harmed him?

Laurent did not rush to make a judgment.

He was pondering what had triggered the sudden red glow in the energetic young man.

Surgery is imminent?

say?

mood?

The surgery continued simultaneously.

The patient had already cleaned himself before entering the operating room, so the thin doctor covered the energetic young man with a drape and began disinfecting the perineum.

"1% lidocaine."

The chubby student prepared the anesthetic. Simple surgical procedures do not require a dedicated anesthesiologist when performed under local anesthesia.

Lidocaine is a common anesthetic drug that can be purchased online with a prescription by ordinary people.

Therefore, he does not require the anesthesiologist to have a high level of expertise, since the surgery itself is not that complicated.

After Zhang Lianren examined him, he brought the needle close to the energetic young man.

Red light!

It's confirmed.

"Wait a minute, Dr. Zhang!"

Laurent immediately called for a halt.

Zhang Lianren's hand was suspended in mid-air.

Before Laurent could think any further, he looked up at the light shining above the young man's head.

It's green now, so there's no problem.

"Laurent, what's wrong?"

Zhang Lianren asked with concern.

Although it's a minor surgery, there's no room for carelessness in the operating room.

Especially when a real problem arises, he is expected to take responsibility.

Therefore, being cautious is the best course of action.

"No, it's nothing," Laurent said. "I just saw the light flicker. Maybe I was just distracted after a long day. I was thinking that if the operating room lights were malfunctioning, it wouldn't be suitable for surgery."

Since none of you are reacting, it means everything is alright.

He had just clearly seen the red light above the young man's head, even a deep red.

A ray of light that could be critically ill at any moment.

But now it has vanished without a trace.

Laurent was just guessing that it might be an emotional issue, but the current situation doesn't seem to fit that.

The actions just now were only Zhang Lianren preparing to inject anesthetic.

Laurent looked at the energetic young man and asked, "Brother, are you afraid of needles?"

"Hey, brother!"

The energetic young man immediately retorted angrily.

He raised his arm, which was covered in numerous knife scars: "See if I'm scared!"

It was obvious that he wasn't afraid.

Laurent initially guessed that the red glow was caused by the injection of drugs, which made the young man nervous.

But now that I think about it, that's not the case.

"Teacher Zhang, you can continue. I'm just checking."

"You know, the patient is special... so you need to ask a few more questions."

Zhang Lianren nodded, not thinking it was anything special.

It was actually my own lack of attention to detail.

When faced with such unusual patients, asking more questions can help avoid unexpected complications.

Zhang Lianren searched for the injection point again and pushed his hand forward.

A deep red light shone forth.

"Teacher Zhang!"

Laurent shouted again, almost instinctively.

Zhang Lianyi looked at Laurent with a black line on his forehead: "Louis, what are you doing?"

The surgery was interrupted time and time again.

It was also thanks to Laurent's previous missionary work that any doctor would have kicked such a resident out of the operating room and never hired him again.

"Hey bro, what are you doing?" the energetic young man chimed in. "Hurry up and finish the surgery, I'm waiting to take pictures of my baby!"

For a fleeting moment, Laurent stopped worrying about the red glow above the young man's head.

People can be so speechless.

But Laurent couldn't possibly ignore the red glow that appeared during the surgery.

The red glow may still be just a prediction, but if it comes true, it will be a huge problem.

Forcing a stiff smile, Laurent looked at Zhang Lianren: "Teacher Zhang, could you let me have the injection... I've participated in surgeries before."

He might have actually participated in it, but for Laurent now, he can only understand the last word of "injection".

"Alright then," Zhang Lianren said after thinking for a moment.

Although I don't know why the child suddenly seems to have some serious illness, Laurent's previous behavior was still reliable and trustworthy.

If problems arise later, he will be able to cut his losses in time.

It's better than Laurent suddenly stopping and startling him into sticking the needle in other parts of the child's body.

"Remember to keep it aseptic."

Zhang Lianren gave a reminder.

With the help of his chubby classmate, Laurent put on another layer of gloves and took the anesthetic from Zhang Lianren.

"Brother, I'm about to start, so please don't get excited."

Laurent's anesthetic was slowly approaching the young man.

The energetic young man readily agreed, "Come on, brother."

As the anesthetic approaches.

Red light, still red light.