Fingers clutched at the equipment, eyes glanced at the head nurse, and she was always ready to rush to block people when she came.
Seeing the situation, the head nurse couldn’t help wiping her forehead with sweat, saying that she was not nervous or false, but her qualification here was the highest. How should she face this boxing after she didn’t show bravery and courage?
Through this incident, I can also show myself to be brave and calm. It can be said that it is superfluous for the head nurse to look at her eyes and become full of respect. I am happy and I want the result to be achieved.
Can you be unhappy? The head nurse’s face is not exposed, and her mind is as calm as a cucumber.
After a while, the head nurse saw that there were more and more people in the hall, but the surgeon hadn’t come yet. I couldn’t help but feel a little confused. The reporters were also impetuous and impatient. If they didn’t take the news back today, they didn’t know how to be approved by the editor!
That’s how they first thought of what they saw in their own interests. Before people came to their hearts for a long time, they couldn’t help but suspect that they had been let go of pigeons. Someone quickly said, "How long will it take us to wait?"
This remark brought nine points of anger and one point of forbearance. The head nurse quickly spun, "Come soon!"
In fact, she was also very nervous, so she went to the face and said that the horse sent someone to come. Why didn’t people appear now? Thinking about her like this, I couldn’t help looking in the aisle when I came, hoping to see the person who saved her from the fire and water appear.
The little nurses also stared at her anxiously. Someone deliberately leaned over and asked softly, "Why hasn’t the head nurse come yet?" She deliberately lowered her bass so as not to be heard by the reporters.
"How should I know!" The head nurse is impatient and doesn’t care about her prestige. The little nurse is also passive when she sees it. Shut up and frown. What if she doesn’t come to this group of people?
Mu Ming several people watched the reporters playing the role of wall-watching, but Zheng Xi was in a hurry. After all, it was Zheng Xiaojie’s business. His body was tight and his face became dark, as if he was about to reach a critical point.
He stood there motionless like a wooden stake. He glanced at Gu Jingke’s words and stopped. Gu Jingke looked at his eyes and prayed for natural whiteness. What did he think? Zheng Xi looked at his eyes like a deep snow.
It can make people instantly calm down and hear Gu Jingke’s crisp voice as if it were floating from the clouds and gently swaying. "I really want to find out the cause of your son’s death, so bear it for yourself now!"
A tingle in my heart, Zheng Xibai, came over to grieve, so that several people can pretend not to care, but his sight will never learn. They are as cool as a cucumber because it involves Xiaojie, and he can’t calm down, let alone pretend!
"Hum-"Here, the head nurse’s mobile phone vibrates slightly. She quickly took the mobile phone from her pocket and looked slightly happy. "Please follow me to the conference room, and please don’t follow me!"
When the reporter saw that the news had finally arrived, he hurriedly followed the head nurse to the conference room with the equipment to see what the head nurse meant, that is to say, he wanted a press conference and cheered in his eyes, and the reporters poured into the conference room.
When Mu Ming and others saw this, they followed the crowd and pretended that the reporters were mixed in. Perhaps it was because there were too many reporters standing at the door, and the little nurses didn’t find them, and they looked very inconspicuous in the crowd.
After successfully entering the conference room, several people tried to lean back to avoid being discovered. They can’t reveal their identities now, otherwise it is very likely to cause panic and be watched by this group of eyeing reporters.
"Brothers, don’t you bring guys?" At this time, the reporter asked questions nearby, and his eyes were full of doubts. He glanced at several people for a long time and did not move. "How can I eat without a guy?"
Gu Jingke looked at him with a light smile and slowly replied, "Not everyone can see it."
"So that’s it!" This half-truth story can win people’s trust most. The reporter’s eyes stayed for a few seconds and then he looked at the dean in a blink of an eye. They squeezed forward to get the best location for shooting.
In the main seat of the conference room, the dean sat, and on his right, a doctor in a white coat was sitting with his head down. He seemed to have made a mistake and didn’t dare to raise his head. Muming frowned lightly. Somehow, she felt that the doctor in a white coat looked familiar.
Like where I saw it, I thought about it, and a fleeting scene flashed before my eyes. It was enough for her to remember where I saw it and what the doctor’s name was!
In a blink of an eye, Gu Jingke, who is not far from her right, cast a glance at the two men with a natural tacit understanding and looked at the waves of sight quietly. It was obvious that he also recognized who the doctor was.
Before they met a doctor in the hospital and bullied Qinchuan, the doctor was accused by Mu Ming of having no medical ethics. It seems that the doctor’s surname is Hua. It is obvious that Zheng Xiaojie died and he did. But what is this?
Isn’t it an expert who performed the operation?
With this in mind, Muming looked up at the doctor sitting in the front, trying to find a foreign expert, but after several rounds of eye scanning, she couldn’t find a blonde foreigner Muming decided to turn his head and look at Zheng Xi between her and Cheng Man.
"Are there any foreign experts among those people?"
Zheng Xilai is also looking for after she asked quickly shook his head almost gnashing way "no".
It’s not easy for him to be so calm just after he lost his son. If it weren’t for Gu Jingke’s quick reaction, he was afraid that he would be crazy now. Muming evoked a faint smile from his mouth.
This thing seems to be getting more and more interesting. In the future, there should be experts who are not there, but doctors who are sitting on the right side of the dean with their heads down. It really makes people have to think more and hope that Zheng Xi can withstand the blow when this case comes out.
"It’s a great honor for you to come to the hospital and keep you waiting." The dean got up and gave the reporter a polite look. "Then let’s do it now."
The reporter clapped his hands and sat in the front row. A female reporter raised her hand and asked the dean to raise her hand to indicate that she could talk. The female reporter said aggressively, "What will cause the patient to die in this operation today?"
The dean looked at Dr. Hua with dissatisfaction. He was eager for quick success and instant benefit. Otherwise, how could it be like this now? But despite hating this man, he still said, "As we all know, the operating table is risky, and this time is no exception."
Good official answer! Muming several people heart cold hum this dean show is playing Tai Chi to avoid the heavy, and then gently push it round and round, but who can believe it if you can sit in such a position as the dean of the hospital without some means to say it out?
Journalists are not vegetarians, just like flies, staring where there is a gap!
"Then is it a lie to have a success rate of up to 10%?" Someone asked the dean to shake his face mercilessly, and his smile would almost be "deceptive". If this hat is buckled, no one will be treated in the hospital.
If there are no patients, the hospital will be closed, closed down and unemployed!
The dean of that institute thought about this question carefully, try to find a ten-point answer: "We are reputable hospitals. How can such a thing be done? In our eyes, patients are taken good care of by their families, and it is not easy to cheat their trust."
"Please, journalists, please don’t give me such a high hat." This sentence is quite a warning. Where can journalists not hear it? After all, they have been in this business for so many years.
Speaking of identity, the second sentence of the head nurse actually said that it was a temper. What is the identity of the reporter? Naturally, I can guess that the head nurse is knocking on the crowd, implying that some patients are not to be taunted by everyone, so reporters have stopped.
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