"What are you thinking about at home?" Su Yun squatted down and fiddled with the patient's chest tube.
He emptied the fresh blood that was drained out of the chest tube. As he measured the time, he bent a section of the chest tube to observe the speed of the drainage.
The chest tube was clear, and there was not much drainage. This could be confirmed.
Su Yun's actions did not seem to be necessary, but Zheng Ren knew that he was eliminating the small details that might cause problems.
Many of the seemingly serious conditions were actually caused by the accumulation of small problems.
"Old Zhao, what about the B - list?" Su Yun fiddled with the chest tube as she asked.
"Professor Zhang," Zhao Yunlong said.
Su Yun was also helpless.
It wasn't as if professor Zhang was the best. Everyone's level was different, and their ability to take risks and thoughts were different.
Some people were more radical, while others were more conservative.
