Chapter 734: [(734)] The awkwardness in the operating room Chapter 734: [(734)] The awkwardness in the operating room “Yingying is a girl, you shouldn’t lean on her to cry. If you need to cry, grab the monitor’s hand.” Each boy warned him, not believing his own words.
The patient’s family arrived, and Mrs. Zhao came up to accompany her son to the operating room.
The classmates made way for Student Zhao’s mother.
Clutching her son’s hand tightly, Mrs. Zhao’s eyes brimmed with tears as she held back her sadness to comfort her son, “Don’t be afraid. Your dad said Dr. Tao is even better than your grandpa; there is no need to worry.”
“Mom, you don’t have to cry. I’ll be out soon,” Zhao Zhaowei looked at his mother, feeling saddened because he had made her cry again.
“I’m not crying, I haven’t cried,” Mrs. Zhao quickly wiped her eyes.
It was the weekend, and the hallways were empty. They quickly reached the door to the operating room, where those not allowed in could only stand outside and wait.
The door to the operating room opened, and the nurse inside came out, telling everyone gathered around the stretcher, “Step back, this is a sterile area, you can’t come in. Bring the patient in. Is there any family member of the patient here? The anesthesiologist needs to have a word with them.”
Mrs. Zhao had to let go of her son’s hand and went to the small room where the anesthesiologist was waiting to talk to her.
“Everyone, move back,” Yue Wentong ordered the other boys in the class.
The monitor’s command was to be obeyed, so the boys moved back, silently standing in the outer circle.
Lying on the stretcher, Zhao Zhaowei waved his hand to everyone, “When I come out, there’s no need for gloomy faces, it’ll be over in just a moment.”
“You should worry about yourself!” Feng Yicong shouted at him and then immediately regretted it, turning his back.
Xie Wanying was pulling the stretcher at the front, with the monitor pushing from behind, and the two pushed the stretcher into the operating room.
The operating room’s door closed.
The boys stared at the door, feeling as if the world had suddenly been split in two. Maybe at this moment, these medical students had a deeper understanding and insight into why they wanted to become doctors.
Speaking of which, the temperature inside the operating room is usually colder than outside.
Ever since he was pushed into the operating room, Zhao Zhaowei felt a shiver run through his body. He wasn’t sure if it was psychological, but the world before him seemed to have changed.
He had been in this operating room countless times before; it was a familiar place. He had thought that he wouldn’t be scared at all.
The stretcher was pushed next to the operating table, and the nurse instructed the patient, “If you can move, it’s better to shift over by yourself.”
Xie Wanying and Yue Wentong each supported him as he moved onto the operating table.
“Take off all your clothes,” said the nurse.
Zhao Zhaowei stiffened: What?
Yes, everything had to come off. The problem was that Zhao Zhaowei glanced at the female classmates in the room.
“You go out first,” Yue Wentong said to Xie Wanying, helping him out.
“It’s okay, I’ll turn around; I won’t see anything,” Xie Wanying said, and turned her back, standing to the side.
“Aren’t you studying medicine? Why be shy?” The nurse chuckled with delight, only to catch the gaze of the two boys and was taken aback, “Really, I can’t watch either?”
No. He had never experienced such embarrassment in his life. Zhao Zhaowei thought to himself.
He silently took off the patient’s gown.
Yue Wentong quickly brought over a blanket to cover him while they waited for the anesthesiologist to administer the anesthesia.
Lying flat on the operating table, Zhao Zhaowei, feeling like he might pass out before the anesthesia, said, “Monitor, if I die, what is my mom going to do?”