After the chief of thoracic surgery arrived, he too frowned and then said,
"We need to open the chest immediately."
In fact, this patient should have been sent to the thoracic surgery room right from the start.
It’s unknown who arranged it, but somehow they ended up in orthopedics.
Lu Jing took the initiative,
"Chief, you should lead the surgery, and I’ll assist you."
After all, the specialties involved are quite different.
For the patient’s sake, it’s only right for thoracic surgery to take the lead!
The chief was very straightforward and agreed immediately.
In the hospital, such situations are not uncommon.
The second surgery was much shorter than the first, ending in three and a half hours.
The main thing was to remove the steel bar that had penetrated the chest cavity; as long as there was no major bleeding, there were no significant issues.
When Lu Jing came out of the operating room, it was already dark outside, past nine o’clock at night.
Inside the operating room, he hadn’t felt much, but once he stepped out, he immediately felt his stomach loudly rumbling with hunger.
Seven or eight hours of intense surgery were too much even for an iron man.
Back in the office, he really had to sit and rest for several minutes before somewhat recovering, then he guzzled down most of a glass of water.
He wondered whether the excavation work at the hotel where the accident happened was finished?
Pulling out his phone from his lab coat, he hesitated for quite a while before making a call.
After several rings, it was finally picked up,
"Hasn’t your work finished yet?"
"Almost, just one last person left."
"Are you out of the operating room?"
At this time, the cafeteria was already closed.
It was nearly a matter of settling for a pot of instant noodles.
But how could the person on the other end of the phone let his lady, tired from an afternoon of work, just eat instant noodles?
"What would you like to eat?"
Understanding the man’s intent, which was to order food for her.
"Anything, whatever is fine."
When hungry, people simply seek to satisfy their hunger, not other desires.
"Okay, I’ll decide then."
After that, the call ended.
It was rare for the man to hang up first; usually, he was the one being hung up on.
However, tonight was exceptional, and no one would bother about such a trivial matter.
He put the phone back into the drawer, just about to rest some more, when Little Nurse hurriedly ran to the door:
"Doctor Lu, patient in bed 11 is bleeding from the wound."
Bleeding from the wound?
"He accidentally pressed on it."
That really was careless!
Ignoring his hunger, he hurried to the ward.
Upon reaching the bed and lifting the blanket, he saw that the sheets were soaked in blood. Fınd the newest release on novelFirｅ.net
The amount of blood loss was concerning; he worried whether a second surgery might be necessary.
The patient in bed 11 wasn’t Lu Jing’s, but Dr. Ye’s, and the surgery had just been performed a few days ago.
Fortunately, after a careful inspection, it was found that the bones were fine; it was just the wound that had been pressed on, and it only needed to be stitched up again.
"Xiao Zhu, bring over the number seven suture."
"Eh, okay, Doctor Lu, I’ll go get it right away."
Once the patient in bed 11’s wound was treated, the delivery person also arrived.
"Doctor Lu, your takeaway is here," someone at the nurse station called out.
Lu Jing went to check, and indeed, it was ordered by someone; he signed for it.
To say Ding Dian was unmoved would definitely be a lie.
Lu Jing might deny other things, but he couldn’t deny that Jiang Ye was extremely caring towards him.
And isn’t that the kind of man everyone wants?