"Next!" After Zheng Ren finished performing surgery, he pressed the button on the intercom on the operating table and shouted loudly.
Every time the surgery was completed, he would shout loudly to make his depressed expression and tired body feel a little better.
The airtight lead door opened and Chief Jiang walked in. Finally, a smile that came from the bottom of his heart was now plastered on his face.
"Doctor Zheng, there are no new patients," Chief Jiang said happily.
"Are all the patients with severe pelvic fractures done?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Yes!" Chief Jiang raised his voice and looked straight at Zheng Ren. He answered very seriously, "Doctor Zheng, have a meal and take a rest."
"It's okay. Did you send the patients who needed amputation?" Zheng Ren asked.
Speechless, Chief Jiang really wanted to tell Zheng Ren that what he needed now was not more surgery, but a nap.