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The patient's family hesitated, but the patient asked to do it himself. He said that it would be better to die if he lived like this. If he had done it, there was at least hope of success, but if he did not, there was no hope of anything. So the family decided to have the operation.

Now it is even more difficult to come up with a surgical plan.

A meeting was held at 1:00 p.m., but the success rate was still so low that the director who was able to do the operation went to study and couldn't come back, and none of the remaining doctors dared to do the operation.

The director of the Department suddenly called Zhao Min's name: "Dr. Zhao, I remember when you were at Harvard, you had a similar operation, and it was successful at that time, right?"

"Yes, but it was an operation performed by the top brain surgeons in the United States by my doctoral advisor. Ordinary people can't do it at all. But he's in the United States now, and he's very busy. It's impossible for him to spare time for such an operation."

"No, I mean, I want you to have a try, and now it's a tough situation. I don't think anyone can do it except you."

"Me?" Zhao Min was scared, "director, are you kidding?" "I'm not kidding. I'm very serious. With your professional level, you are competent. You just lack experience, but the experience is accumulated in this way. We will make it clear to the family members of the patients that if there is an accident, you don't need to be responsible, so you don't have to bear the psychological burden and dare to

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Finally, the meeting didn't end until 2:20, and the operation plan was decided. Zhao Min was the main surgeon. She also had a lot of operations. But this time, it was so difficult, and it was the first time I met her. Therefore, she was under great psychological pressure.

After working for such a long time, she was working hard. Her body was getting overdrawn and she didn't have lunch. So when she walked, she felt like she was floating. She bowed her head to her office and pressed her hands on her abdomen.

Zhao Ting saw Zhao Min appear in the corridor, a nurse accidentally touched her, he saw that she almost fell, eyebrows will frown.

Just to the office to sit down, drink slowly, Zhao Min saw the office door was opened, Zhao Ting appeared in the door, she said, "how did you come." His voice was tired and hoarse, and his face was full of tiredness.

"I want to change the ward!" Zhao Ting's extremely stiff demands.

Zhao Min noticed the bag he was carrying: "what do you have in your hand?"

Zhao Ting immediately turned his hand back to his back: "nothing. I'm going to lose what I have left."

"Food?" Zhao Min did not care whether it was leftover food or what, only heard the two words of eating, then said, "bring it to me."

Zhao Ting stood still. She took the bag and opened it quickly. The food was cold, but there was no trace of eating. Zhao Min took a look at Zhao ting and said nothing more. She picked up her chopsticks and ate quickly.

Zhao Ting looked at her eyebrows are knotted: "Hey, you hungry dead ghost reincarnation ah, can you have a bit of a woman eating appearance."

When the meal was cold, it was choking. Zhao Min didn't speak, so she lowered her head.

When Zhao Ting saw that the cup in her hand was empty, she pursed her mouth, took the cup, poured her a cup of warm water for her and put it in her hand. Without saying a word, she took up the cup and gulped it down with the rice.

It was the first time that Zhao Ting saw Zhao Min, who had no image. She just ate some and stopped. Zhao Ting was expressionless: "it's said that I'm going to lose it. It's not delicious. Who let you eat it."

Zhao Min smelled the speech, took a paper towel and wiped his mouth, then said: "no, I'm too hungry to eat too much at once. Just pad it first. Thank you for your meal and water." She picked up her glass and said thanks with a smile.

Zhao Ting showed a very unnatural expression: "who wants you to thank, you take yourself as a garbage can, I have nothing to say."

Zhao Min smiles but does not speak.

"By the way, my ward, quickly find me a room, I don't want to live there, it's really too smelly, or you can change my bed, in short, it's far away from the toilet!" His face was similar to that of the toilet.

Zhao Min looked at him: "can't stand this?"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I was blind before. I couldn't live in the Golden Nest and silver nest. I was wrong. Please forgive me!" Zhao Ting is really can't stand it, also know Zhao Min this eat soft not eat hard temperament, so still pull down the face to apologize.

Zhao Min didn't expect Zhao ting to be so flexible. It seemed that she was really aggrieved: "OK, I'll go to the nurse station and ask if there is any free bed."

"What if not."

"Well, let's see. What if there is one? "

Yes, in case there is, Zhao Ting is really fed up with the smell of the toilet, so he can't wait to stand up. When he gets up, Yu Guang glimpses the fatigue of Zhao Min's drooping eyes.

"Well, why don't you go and sleep in it if you're OK. You're not a fairy. Can you be responsible for killing people because you don't concentrate?" Then he went out.Zhao Min leaned back and leaned on his office chair, thinking about his words. His mouth was slightly upturned. Obviously, he was caring about her, but he had to say something so bad. What's so hard to say?

Zhao Ting anxiously came to the nurse station to ask if there was a hospital bed. The nurse looked at him and said, "you are Zhao ting. Doctor Zhao has arranged a ward for you. Don't you know?" "Have you arranged for me? When and why I don't know. " From 12 o'clock on, he watched the patients in the same corridor all transferred to the ward, and new patients came to sleep. He bought lunch to invite her to eat, so as to express his feelings. As a result, he has been waiting until now,

but now the nurse has told him that good morning is in line? Isn't that a long stink for nothing?

He was filled with indignation, but the nurse understated: "that's probably because we were too busy to remember whether you want to live now."

Yes, of course. This time, Zhao Min arranged a three person room for Zhao Ting, but the bed was by the window. The middle bed was Mrs. Wen, who was holding Zhao Min to introduce her grandson in the morning. The bed next to the door was an uncle in his fifties, who was also kind-hearted. Zhao Ting was so grateful this time that he did not dare to be critical.

The reason why he was so frustrated was that he did not dare to apply for a special ward. His parents knew many doctors here. If he was found out, he would be in trouble. He was hidden in the city. He still lived here more safely. "Well, young man, how old are you today? Do you have a girlfriend?" Old lady Wen looks at Zhao Ting, her eyes are shining.