Under the operating light, the human figures blurred.
"What's the panic? Calm down!" a stern reprimand rang out.
Then came a kind voice, "Xiao Hong, Xiao Han, look. The tumor has invaded the front of the aorta, the aorta is about to rupture. If we delay any longer—"
"Remember, don't easily give up on any patient!" The voice was firm and deep.
Had it not been for the teacher's call through the train station broadcast, that patient might have died on the train.
Director Han tucked away his memories.
Today's scene bore a striking resemblance.
"Don't easily give up!"
These words were deeply engraved in his heart.
Director Han took a sip of tea, even a few tea leaves found their way into his mouth and he chewed on them.
"It's not a bad thing for a doctor to become well-known. Only when you are known can more patients get to know you, trust you, come to you for treatment. In this way, your medical skills can save more people."