Mr. Quan's Secret Love Time

Chapter 104 Heart Transplantation
As soon as the words fell, Gu Xiangsi turned her head and looked at the busy street outside the window, ignoring the driver's strange eyes.

At the same time, in the operating room of the First Hospital, Quan Qingcheng was wearing a light blue surgical gown, holding tweezers in his left hand and needle forceps in his right hand, and was concentrating on sewing up the patient's wound with his head down.

This is a heart transplant operation. Up to now, a full four hours have passed. There was an accident due to an anesthesia error in the middle, but fortunately, Quan Qingcheng responded in a timely manner and did not cause any danger to life. The operation was successfully completed.

"Scissors."

The cold voice, without the slightest wave, carried the usual indifference and alienation.

Hearing Quan Qingcheng's words, the assistant doctor who looked at him adoringly handed him the scissors immediately.

Quan Qingcheng put down the needle-holding forceps in his hand, took the scissors, and cut off the suture without hesitation.

"After the operation, send the patient to the sterile isolation room for observation. Remember to inject isoproterenol for three to four days continuously, check blood routine, blood biochemistry, liver and kidney function on time every day, and pay attention to whether rejection occurs."

Quan Qingcheng handed the tweezers and scissors to the assistant doctor, and reminded Qin Qian in a deep voice.

"Okay, Dean Quan."

Qin Qian nodded without hesitation, her solemn voice filled with undisguised excitement and admiration.

Today's operation, if the family members insisted that Quan Qingcheng perform the operation, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of Quan Qingcheng's calm and calm response when the anesthesiologist made a mistake, Qin Qian couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Even though she has performed many surgeries with Quan Qingcheng, she will make new discoveries every time.

She always feels that Quan Qingcheng is like an endless treasure, which will give you different surprises at any time.

In terms of Quan Qingcheng's professionalism and ability in medicine, it is really difficult to find a second person who can compare with him in the capital.

Hearing Qin Qian's answer, Quan Qingcheng nodded, and cast a faint glance at the trembling anesthetist beside him.

"From tomorrow on, I don't want to see you in the hospital."

As soon as the words fell, Quan Qingcheng walked out of the operating room.

To Quan Qingcheng, being a doctor is a sacred and inviolable profession.

On the operating table, every second counts, and no mistakes are allowed, because any small mistake may lead to the death of a life.

Anesthesia is not a very difficult job for an operation, but it is such a small matter that anesthesia accidents still occur.

If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't handle the demands of his family today, if he were to perform this operation, if it were replaced by another doctor, there would inevitably be a medical accident, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

He would never allow this kind of professional skills to appear in the first hospital.

The anesthetist who stood tremblingly in the corner turned pale when he heard Quan Qingcheng's words, and subconsciously opened his mouth, but found that he was powerless to refute.

He lowered his head slowly, hiding the sadness and regret in his eyes.

Seeing the disappointed look on the other side, Qin Qian couldn't help sighing, and didn't dare to say anything. Instead, she followed Quan Qingcheng's instructions and worked with other doctors to deal with the follow-up matters of the surgery.

Quan Qingcheng walked out of the operating room, looked at the blood-stained gloves on his hands, and then at the clothes on his body, couldn't help frowning, and walked towards the office at a faster pace.

Quan Qingcheng has a serious cleanliness obsession, and the only thought in his mind at the moment is to go back to the office to take a shower and change his clothes.

(End of this chapter)