The next day.
8:30 in the morning.
Anesthesiology office in the operating room.
Zhao Heng sat on a chair in front of the desk, eating the lovingly prepared breakfast brought by Xu Man Ni, while opening the paper he wrote yesterday.
"Is this the paper you've been working on these past few days?"
Seeing Zhao Heng open the paper, Xu Man Ni, who was sitting next to him, took a look and couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, it's more or less a summary of my experiences with anesthesiology over the past month."
Zhao Heng nodded, took a bite of the sandwich and casually said.
"Propofol, thiopental sodium, a comparison between intravenous anesthetics and inhalation anesthetics."
"What you've written isn't just a paper, it's practically a simplified clinical anesthesia guidebook."
Carefully reviewing Zhao Heng's paper, Xu Man Ni couldn't help but marvel.
