Falling behind at the start, the first surgery shocked the world.

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Inside the hall, three Sichuan opera face-changing performers were putting on a show, followed by a band with loud gongs and drums, creating a lively atmosphere.

Sudden.

A performer's face-changing act drew applause from those around him.

A group of medical staff and some passing patients gathered around to watch the spectacle.

"What's going on?"

Summer looked completely bewildered.

Performing acrobatics in a hospital?

Li Xiaohong was also completely bewildered.

"The thoracic surgeons have all come down; must the thoracic surgery patient be being discharged?"

"What kind of patient is this? Why are you making such a big fuss?"

really.

The doctors from the thoracic surgery department all came down, including Zhou Boguang, Wang Boyi, and Director Niu Xi.

In the center of the crowd.

An elderly man is sitting in a wheelchair.

Niu happy, the director of the thoracic surgery department, stepped forward and shook hands with the old man.

"Congratulations, Professor Yu, you have been officially discharged from the hospital today."

The elderly man, referred to as Professor Yu, had a broad smile on his face.

Whether it's the elderly or children, everyone hates being hospitalized, and they all feel great when they're discharged.

"Director Niu, thank you so much for taking care of me during this time. I am very grateful."

"I called my granddaughter, and I made you a banner. Please accept it."

A young woman, holding a brocade banner, bowed deeply to the entire thoracic surgery department.

"Thank you for taking care of my grandfather during this time."

"A small banner is a small token of our family's affection. The gift is not expensive, but it represents the sentiments of our whole family."

"Thank you very much."

The granddaughter bowed deeply once again.

Director Niu accepted the banner.

The banner reads:

Angels in white, with superb medical skills;

A red banner with eight large, gold-embossed characters and a row of smaller characters below.

To all the doctors in the Thoracic Surgery Department.

"A banner!"

At this moment, Zhang Ming also came over to watch the excitement, glanced at the eight big characters above, and muttered something.

"Pah, what rubbish about superb medical skills."

"I performed the surgery; I just moved the patient outside the chest cavity."

The emergency department receives patients, but rarely admits them to the hospital; they are usually transferred to other departments.

For example, the emergency room is a receiving point.

Patients who come in go through the emergency room and are then assigned to other departments.

Xia Tian glanced at Zhang Ming.

Seeing his angry expression, Zhang Ming, who had been a doctor for decades, only had one banner. Seeing others receive banners, he was probably upset.

Summer laughed.

"If the director likes it, I'll give you one."

Zhang Ming put his hands behind his back, his old face darkening.

"Pah, who cares about this stuff? There's nowhere to put it even if you give it away."

"We don't care."

Tsundere!

A banner costs only a couple hundred yuan, but it represents the doctor's honor.

A banner is not only an acknowledgment of medical skills, but also a sign of respect for the doctor himself; it is something that money cannot buy.

Don't say you don't care.

Every doctor would envy that.

Even summer is envious.

Where is my first banner?

"Let's go, it's time to get back to work."

Instead of being so sour here, you should go back to work.

Summer turned to leave.

At this moment, Zhou Boguang walked towards him.

"Hey, how's that girl?"

Xia Tian turned her head and glanced at him: "Are you talking to me?"

"I don't call it feeding."

Zhou Boguang rolled his eyes: "It's enough that I knew to call you."

How is the 13-year-old girl with patent foramen ovale doing?

"You had two surgeries at once. Did you experience any complications in the ICU? How was your stroke? Has it recurred after the surgery?"

Yo?

Is this a sign of concern?

Xia Tian replied: "There were no complications. The stroke was caused by a patent foramen ovale. The foramen ovale has been closed, and the patient is fine now."

Zhou Boguang's tense face relaxed.

He nodded repeatedly.

"That's good, that's good."

Ok?

This Dr. Zhou still has some conscience!

That night, Dr. Zhou acted like a complete scoundrel. The fact that he came to inquire about the aftermath shows that he still has some conscience left.

A smile appeared on Xia Tian's face.

At this moment, Zhou Boguang muttered something under his breath.

"Thank goodness nothing happened, otherwise what if they sued me..."

"At least everything's alright now."

summer:"……"

So... his concern for the girl's condition wasn't out of worry, but rather out of fear of being reported by the girl's parents?

Ultimately, it's all for myself!

Xia Tian's face turned cold, and he glared at Zhou Boguang angrily.

"Dr. Zhou, as a doctor, you have a responsibility. The provincial hospital is not a place for you to slack off. Please take your work attitude seriously!"

Zhou Boguang was stunned and looked Xia Tian up and down.

A mere resident doctor, scolding him?

Are you tired of living?

He coldly replied, "Who do you think you are? What I do is none of your business!"

"You say I'm just coasting along? Well, I received a banner of appreciation today, where's yours?"

Another round of gongs and drums sounded, and everyone's attention turned to Professor Yu.

Professor Yu was holding a brocade banner in his hand.

"This banner is for a doctor."

"Thank him, he saved my life."

One banner was presented to the department, and the other to an individual.

For a moment, all the thoracic surgeons were excited.

A banner!