Chapter 807: [807] The leader orders Chapter 807: [807] The leader orders “Now we must call him Teacher Wu, not President anymore.”
A group of people had received the orders from the hospital’s authority, their astonished gazes frozen in confusion.
Why did President Wu want to be called Teacher Wu now?
They had never heard of such a thing, bewildering them to no end.
Cao Yong, the only one in the know, had an indescribable look cross his face: It was clear that the cunning President, known as the Old Naughty Boy, didn’t want his junior to know the truth too soon, and intended to learn more from his junior sister under the guise of an ordinary teacher. Just now, Director Yang’s assistance in clearing the room was not only to avoid a crowd during the President’s surgery but probably also to prevent revealing the truth too early.
The shrewd President Wu, Old Wu himself, was approaching step by step.
“How’s the surgery going? I heard you ran into some trouble. Just now, Director Yang said that I have been fortunate enough to work in surgery for several years, having performed about two to three hundred operations related to urology, might I be able to help you out?”
Upon hearing President’s humble words, nearly all the doctors and nurses standing at the operating table didn’t know how to respond.
Just as Director Yang said, the President was a master in the medical field, otherwise how could he lead everyone at the hospital?
The President intended to operate personally, and with a single command, he would have received unanimous support. Under normal circumstances, they would form two neat lines to welcome the President to demonstrate.
“Teacher Wu, were you previously a urologist?” Xie Wanying asked.
The rest turned their eyes towards her immediately: obviously, the puzzling speech of “Teacher Wu” was directed at her.
She wasn’t aware of the President’s identity? Tao Zhijie’s gaze shot towards Cao Yong.
Song Xueling also looked towards Cao Yong: How peculiar, even he, who had just arrived from Beidu, knew the renown President Guoxie, yet she seemed oblivious?
Cao Yong didn’t know how to explain this to them. This mess was something the Old Naughty Boy, Old Wu himself, should bear, and it had nothing to do with his straightforward junior sister. The leadership truly wanted to keep her in the dark for now, and there was nothing to be done.
What a mess, thought Yin Fengchun, her head in turmoil. The surgery was already in terrible shape, and now the President had shown up out of the blue, plus there was a rookie on the scene who seemed not even to recognize the President.
Lying on the operating table, she was in a life or death situation, one that should not have been compounded with such troubles.
Heavy breaths came from behind Yin Fengchun’s surgical mask, and hearing them, everyone’s expressions grew more solemn.
“Doctor Yin.” President Wu approached Yin Fengchun.
In truth, his speech wasn’t just for Student Xie, it was also to clarify to her and the others. His presence wasn’t an intrusion but that of an experienced old surgeon who had come to help upon hearing the news, and it was also his duty as President.
Upon hearing the words of their leader, Yin Fengchun turned her head: “Yes.”
But she felt far from assured. She had joined the hospital long after the President had stopped working on the clinical front. The young doctor had never had the historic chance to personally witness the President perform surgery.
President Wu’s sharp gaze swept across her face and then over the faces of the other young doctors, clearly discerning their unease. His voice was deep and powerful as he spoke, “Doctor Yin, move to the opposite side.”
What’s going on? Yin Fengchun was initially stunned by the order.
“Doctor Yin, you will be responsible for clamping the blood vessels. You have more experience in urology than the others here, and you’re more specialized. This task should be yours to begin with. You’re nervous because you feel that no one can help you, and might even drag you down, leaving you fearful that this decision won’t save her but culminate in her death.”