"Why did you wait until now to see a doctor? Your condition is extremely dangerous and could cost you your life at any moment," Doctor Fu said angrily.
Every time the doctors encountered patients whose deaths were caused by delay, they felt deeply pained.
"Dr. Lu, go fetch the laryngoscope."
Doctor Fu gave the order with a blank expression.
It was clear that Dr. Lu's status in the operating room had fallen beneath Zhou Can.
Skill spoke for itself everywhere.
The operating room was no exception.
No matter how well you kissed up, if you became weak on the operating table, you would just be seen as weak.
Dr. Lu, looking like a subdued woman, shot Zhou Can a resentful glance before dutifully getting the laryngoscope ready and pushing it over.
"We're going to perform a laryngoscopic examination now to check the precise location of the fishbone, how deeply it's embedded, and whether there's any sign of infection. You must cooperate, okay?"
"Mm, mm!"
