But judging by the woman's expression, she still didn't trust Zhang Hao's abilities.
However, at this moment, the Director of Surgery spoke a fair word.
"The man is a top graduate from medical school. To have him working in our hospital is to underuse his talent."
"What are you worried about? If he hadn't come, no one would dare to take on your husband's case."
The director's words even made Zhang Hao feel somewhat ashamed.
He was just an ordinary doctor, not the Divine Doctor from some urban novels who could save everyone with a single silver needle.
"Director, don't say that, let's start getting the operating room ready."
"We'll move him there once his vital signs stabilize."
"It's just that the area of the wound has a lot of blood vessels, and they're quite messy. Connecting the vessels is a bit troublesome."
There wasn't anything particularly difficult about this surgery.
Zhang Hao left the ward and went to the surgery office.
