บท 342: Arthroscopy

The patient... lay on a dark green surgical towel.

He was covered in a large, light blue sterile sheet, and only his knee was exposed.

Even though the patient was awake right then, his face was covered by the sterile sheet. He could only stare at the light blue sheet and listen to music broadcasted in the operating theater. He felt extremely bored.

"Why don't we administer general anesthesia?" Zuo Cidian knew that Ling Ran did not like to chat with his patients, so he took the initiative to do so. Of course, it was also because Zuo Cidian liked to talk and was afraid of getting bored.

The patient was a sixty-two-year-old man. He anxiously and firmly shook his head while he was covered by the sterile sheet. "I don't want general anesthesia. I know someone who never woke up after receiving general anesthesia, and that person died in the end," he said.

"Someone died from anesthesia? That's uncommon." Zuo Cidian was astounded.