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Lunchtime at the hospital cafeteria.

Head Nurse Luo breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at Zhang Tianhao sitting there eating.

This morning, although there weren't many patients, Zhang Tianhao performed two surgeries in a row, and both were completed quickly.

Head Nurse Luo also carried her tray to the opposite side of Zhang Tianhao and sat down directly.

"Dr. Wang, I didn't expect that you would perform two surgeries on your first day of work, and both of them were quite successful. There was even a surgery that no one else dared to do. Impressive, you're really amazing."

"It's just a minor surgery, nothing to be proud of. Other doctors can do it too."

"There aren't many people who can perform a second appendectomy, let alone such a major surgery, which is not something that ordinary doctors can do."

"I reckon I'll be the first surgeon at Changfeng County Hospital!"

Head Nurse Luo said with a smile, while giving Zhang Tianhao a thumbs up.

When the other nurses saw Nurse Luo sit down next to Zhang Tianhao, they also came over to join in the fun. Clearly, they hadn't expected such a capable doctor to come to the hospital.

"Dr. Wang is truly amazing! I bet only the hospital director can compare to you!"

"Yes, Dr. Wang, you're not married yet, are you? We have plenty of nice girls here!"

"Yes, look at our nurses here, they're all pretty. Do you need me to lend them a hand?"

"Thank you, thank you, sisters, please spare me! I don't have such thoughts right now. Besides, I'm already engaged!"

"You have a childhood betrothal, who is it?"

"Song Wen!"

"Chief Song's daughter?"

"Yes, our two families were betrothed when we were little. I'll visit him when I have time. We haven't broken off the engagement yet, or we'll see what Uncle Song says about it!"

"I see, no wonder."

"That's such a pity. I wonder how many nurses will be crying."

"Yes, I wonder how many people will be crying."

"Sigh, all the good sons-in-law belong to other people!"

Seeing the nurses joking around, Zhang Tianhao smiled but didn't take it to heart, and continued eating his meal.

"By the way, Dr. Wang, my father's hand has also been hurting. Could you please take a look at him?"

"No problem, bring him to the hospital!"

"My mom has been having headaches lately, could you please take a look?"

"No problem, send it over. I've checked it; no surgery needed, you can just get the medication yourself. If surgery is required, I'll perform the surgery myself!"

"Thank you, Dr. Wang."

"Thank you, Dr. Wang!"

"By the way, Dr. Wang, there's another surgery this afternoon for a wounded patient. What do you think..."

At this moment, Head Nurse Luo seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Zhang Tianhao with some concern before slowly speaking.

"no problem!"

"Something terrible has happened! Dr. Wang, Head Nurse, the president of the county association just came over. He has a head injury and is completely unconscious."

"Zhou Suiping, the chairman of the maintenance committee?"

"Yes, he was shot and his life is currently uncertain. Dean Miura has asked Dr. Wang to come and perform surgery."

Just then, a nurse ran over and nervously explained the situation.

Zhang Tianhao glanced at the half-eaten plate in front of him and frowned slightly.

He clearly hadn't expected that something urgent would happen while he was having a meal, which made him quite dissatisfied.

"Fine!"

The head nurse also knew that they couldn't stay here any longer and had to go prepare the surgical instruments.

"Dr. Wang, you can be three minutes late. I'll be waiting for you in the operating room."

"No need, let's go together!" Zhang Tianhao didn't say much, but stood up and followed the head nurse toward the operating room.

Two minutes later, Zhang Tianhao arrived at the operating room and saw Dean Miura standing there anxiously waiting for him.

"Little Heavenly Lord, President Zhou Suiping is injured, and seriously injured. He urgently needs surgery!"

"Go and take a look!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Tianhao didn't say much, but walked straight inside, taking the gloves and clothes prepared by the nurse as he went, and putting them on.

When he went in, he was already fully equipped.

He approached Zhou Suiping, who had already received basic first aid, and began to examine the wound.

"This is……"

Looking at the hole in his head, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

A bullet is lodged in his head, and somehow he's not dead yet, but he's probably not far from it.

"Little Heavenly Lord, can Chairman Zhou's injury still be saved?"

"There's no guarantee of success. It's just too difficult. There's only about a 30% chance of successfully performing the craniotomy. He could very well die on the operating table."

He checked the rest of Zhou Suiping's body and his lips twitched again.

It was truly unexpected that he survived with two gunshot wounds.

"Okay, brain surgery is quite difficult. Are you really capable of doing it?"

Dr. Miura said again, somewhat incredulously, because craniotomy is not something that ordinary doctors can do; even he couldn't do it.

"Yes, but it's quite difficult."

“Alright, you perform the craniotomy, and I'll treat the other two gunshot wounds. We'll work together to try and save him.”

"it is good!"

Zhang Tianhao did not delay, but instead had the nurses split into two shifts to prepare surgical instruments.

Before long, the head nurse pushed in the equipment, and six nurses came in, divided into two shifts, and were assigned directly to Zhang Tianhao and Dean Miura.

"Shave his head first!"

Zhang Tianhao began directing the nurses' work, while he observed and pondered where to begin the craniotomy.

Not long after, seeing Zhou Suiping's hair shaved off, Zhang Tianhao took out alcohol, began to disinfect it, and did a final cleaning on the head.

The following surgery took a long time, after all, it was a craniotomy, so Zhang Tianhao had to be extremely careful with every incision.

Time slowly passed, and five and a half hours slipped through his fingers.

Zhang Tianhao also breathed a sigh of relief, finished sewing the last stitch, shook his hands, and let out a breath.

"Dr. Wang, why don't you go and get some rest?"

At the same time, I looked at Dr. Miura on the other side and found that he was still performing surgery, which was almost over.

After glancing at Dean Miura and then at Zhang Tianhao, the nurses breathed a sigh of relief.

Twenty minutes later, Dean Miura, looking exhausted, put down his needle and thread and cut off the last bit of thread.

"Little Heavenly Lord, I never imagined your medical skills were so superb. You performed the craniotomy much faster than I could."

"In that case, Director Miura is the most capable person in the hospital. I still have a lot to learn from you. Now it all depends on the patient. If he can survive, that's good. If he can't, there's nothing we can do."

"Ok!"

Dean Miura nodded in agreement.

"However, Little Heavenly Lord, your surgery was quite successful. It's just that the patient is still not out of danger. Now you can go back and rest."

"it is good!"

Zhang Tianhao also walked out of the operating room, and a nurse pushed him directly to a private ward to rest, followed by Dean Miura. (End of Chapter)