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After hearing Jiang Yuzhu's words, the family members still felt worried, but expressions of gratitude gradually appeared on their faces.

They looked at each other, their eyes showing deep gratitude to Jiang Yuzhu.

"Thank you, doctor, you are really our savior." A family member said excitedly, with tears in his eyes.

Other family members also expressed their gratitude, and some even praised Jiang Yuzhu movedly.

"You are like a living Buddha, saving our family's hope."

Although Jiang Yuzhu was tired, he responded to them with a smile.

"This is my duty. I am just doing my duty as a doctor. Your child is very strong and his recovery ability is also very good. I believe he will gradually get better."

Her words were full of hope and made the family members feel a little warm.

Even in the face of such a difficult operation, Jiang Yuzhu remained calm, which deeply moved the family members.

After Jiang Yuzhu finished communicating with his family members, he felt that his physical strength was close to the limit.

She turned to Qin Wenlong, the deputy doctor present.

"Dr. Qin, I have completed the main part of the operation. I will leave the subsequent monitoring and follow-up treatment to you."

Although Jiang Yuzhu's voice was weak, he still remained professional.

Qin Wenlong nodded, his eyes full of respect.

"Don't worry, Dr. Jiang, you've done a great job. Leave the rest to me and have a good rest."

Jiang Yuzhu nodded slightly, thanking him for his understanding.

Then, she slowly walked to the hospital lounge, knowing that she needed to rest and regain her strength and spirit to face the challenges ahead.

In the lounge, Jiang Yuzhu sat down quietly and closed his eyes.

Although her body was exhausted, her heart was filled with satisfaction.

At this moment, she once again realized the importance and sense of accomplishment as a doctor.

Qin Wenlong stayed outside the operating room, carefully communicating with the patient's family, explaining the condition and subsequent treatment plan.

His gentle and professional manner made the families feel at ease.

Song Yanghao noticed Jiang Yuzhu's tired state and followed her to the lounge with concern.

He knocked lightly at the door and walked in slowly.

"Dr. Jiang, you have worked really hard. I heard outside that the operation was very successful."

Song Yanghao's voice was full of approval.

Jiang Yuzhu raised his head slightly. Although his eyes showed exhaustion, there was also an imperceptible satisfaction.

"Thank you, Mr. Song. This is what we should do as doctors."

Song Yanghao stood at the door of the lounge, looking at Jiang Yuzhu with soft eyes.

His voice was warm: "Dr. Jiang, I was originally here for a follow-up consultation, but seeing you so tired, I feel that my problem is no longer that important."

Jiang Yuzhu raised his head slightly: "Mr. Song, how was your follow-up visit? Has your condition improved?"

Song Yanghao smiled slightly, showing an expression of relief.

"My condition has improved greatly with the previous treatment. Now, I just come regularly to check to make sure everything is normal. Seeing you working so hard makes me more confident that my health is safe in your hands."

Jiang Yuzhu looked at Song Yanghao with a smile on her face, and her voice was still gentle.

"Mr. Song, I'm glad to hear that your condition is improving. I hope you can stay away from hospitals and diseases in the future and enjoy a healthy life."

Song Yanghao nodded slightly, with a hint of deep emotion in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up by a smile.

"Thank you, Dr. Jiang. Your blessings are very precious to me. I will take good care of myself and hope to no longer be a burden to you."

There was a touch of sadness in his words, and he seemed to understand the meaning behind Jiang Yuzhu's words to some extent.

Although he had special feelings for Jiang Yuzhu in his heart, he also knew that there was no possibility for Jiang Yuzhu and himself.

Song Yanghao's eyes fell on Jiang Yuzhu.

There was a trace of reluctance in his tone: "Dr. Jiang, do you have time at noon? I would like to treat you to dinner as a small thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Yuzhu shook her head slightly, apologetic in her voice.

"Mr. Song, thank you for your kindness, but I have patients who need follow-up consultation this afternoon. I'm afraid I don't have time."

Song Yanghao's expression showed a trace of disappointment, but he quickly adjusted his mood and showed a gentle smile.

"I understand, doctors are always so busy at work. Then I'll ask you again next time I have the chance."

He paused, then continued.

"If you need any help, just tell me. Although I can't help you medically, I may be able to provide some help in other ways."

Jiang Yuzhu looked at him gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Song. Your understanding is the greatest help to me."

After Song Yanghao said goodbye to Jiang Yuzhu, he slowly left the lounge. There was a deep contemplation in his steps, as if he had unfinished words in his heart, but in the end he chose silence.

At this time Yang Xueying's figure appeared at the door. She looked a little tired, but her eyes showed determination. After knocking on the door gently, Yang Xueying entered the lounge and looked directly at Jiang Yuzhu.

"Yuzhu, I have something to say to you." Yang Xueying's voice was slightly heavy, and it was obvious that she was carrying some kind of burden in her heart.

Jiang Yuzhu put down the things in his hands and looked at Yang Xueying intently: "What happened, Sister Xueying?"

Yang Xueying took a deep breath, calmed down, and then spoke slowly.

"During today's surgery, I made a mistake. I insisted on operating on the patient even though I knew I was not feeling well, which led to the problem."

Jiang Yuzhu frowned slightly, but quickly showed concern.

"Why didn't you tell me? We can adjust the surgery schedule."

Yang Xueying's expression showed remorse: "I didn't want my problems to affect the operation. I thought I could control it, but now that I think about it, my decision may have risks for the patient and the operation."

Jiang Yuzhu's eyes became serious. She looked directly at Yang Xueying, her tone full of responsibility.

"Sister Xueying, I understand your professionalism and dedication to your work, but we must realize that the doctor's physical condition directly affects the safety and quality of the operation. Although your decision is well-intentioned, the potential risks are too great Yes, I hope there won’t be another time.”

Yang Xueying lowered her head, her voice apologetic.

"I understand, Yu Zhu, I did make a mistake. I promise, this will never happen again."

Jiang Yuzhu softened his tone, but still remained serious.

"We are all part of the medical team and everyone's status is vital. Next time if you feel unwell, it is important to tell me or another colleague. Our first priority is to keep patients safe and that requires every one of us. At its best.”

Yang Xueying nodded, her expression revealing understanding.

"I understand, Yu Zhu. Thank you for your reminder. I will pay more attention to my physical condition to ensure that it does not affect my work."

Jiang Yuzhu paused for a moment, then changed the topic and asked with concern.

"Sister Xueying, how are you feeling now? Do you need to go to the infirmary for a checkup? Your health is also very important."

Yang Xueying smiled slightly, feeling a little touched: "I feel better now, but I will go to the infirmary to check. Thank you for your concern, Yu Zhu."