10 o’clock in the morning.
While everyone was busy, doctor Zhou strolled out of the resuscitation room.
He threw his bloody gloves to the side, took off his hat, and wiped his hands with alcohol gel. When he looked up, he saw Zuo Cidian coming out of the debridement room not far away in a daze.
“The patient in bed 102 has been discharged?”Although Doctor Zhou did not do much, he was able to find out most of the things in the Emergency Medical Center.
Zuo cidian nodded tiredly. He was much older than the other doctors in the same group. He had been working from five to six in the morning until now, and he almost could not hold on any longer.
If it was a while ago, he would have spent half of his time doing things like preoperative talks, and it would have been easier for him to endure the time. However, most of the time today was surgery, and he felt that the tip of his head was about to hurt.
