"Let's go." Professor Yang glanced at the patient. He was awake from the anesthesia, but he was a little restless. He asked Chairman Dong to look after the patient, and he personally took the pathology specimen to explain to the patient's family.
The sterile surgical gown was not taken off, and the gloves were not taken off either. In the eyes of the patient's family, this set of clothes was a sign of prestige.
Lao He picked up a set of sterile gloves and put them on. He greeted his assistant and gestured for him to go. Then, he followed Professor Yang out.
"Old Yang, Boss Zheng's surgery was really good," Lao He said as he walked.
"He's a little too careful," Professor Yang said. "But he's young and mature. It's rare."
"It's probably the first time I've encountered such a gallbladder. It's not a big mistake to be careful." Although Lao He did not think so, he did not want to offend anyone. He made an ambiguous evaluation.
