How long will you go?" Xie Yiren asked while having a meal.

"It's mainly flight time, and the rest is waiting for the plane." Zheng Ren was also a little distressed. The flying knife so far was indeed very annoying.

However, Zheng Ren still wanted to go. After a fresh operation, if he did not show it in reality, he would feel uncomfortable all over his body.

"Come back early." Xie Yiren said.

"I have to go to Germany once more. The professor said that a patient in Heidelberg Medical Center needs a flying knife. If that is the case, leave the professor for the second phase of surgery and then it can run normally." Zheng Ren said.

"So busy." Xiao Yiren's eyes were shiny, looking at Zheng Ren, "Are you not so busy after you win the Nobel Prize?"

"That's just a good wish." Zheng Ren still forced himself to count. "It usually takes decades from establishing a project to winning the Nobel Prize. I am now promoting the new tips surgery and taking some surgery cases."

Su Yun was very dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's description, but it seemed that there was no big problem if he said so.

In fact, Zheng Ren is more interested in Sun Ming’s community hospital. If the community hospital is really turned into his own harem, the 6 beds in 912 can only be left for postoperative patients.

In this way, the patient's turnover will be countless times faster.

Is this considered to have to grasp both hands and be strong both hands?

Maybe, Zheng Ren didn't think so much about it.

Zheng Ren did not ask Xie Yiren to go to Mayo Clinic in the United States with him.

In fact, there is nothing to go to. Fly to have surgery, then fly to Germany without stopping, and then fly back to do the second phase tips surgery.

I was so tired like a dog, and the jet lag took several days, so what fun was there?

The most important thing is that he flew around and only had one surgical procedure. In the Mayo Clinic, he only asked Zheng Ren to take his assistant, and did not mention the instrument nurse.

In fact, the terms of the equipment nurse can be added to the initial agreement, but Zheng Ren felt that he had to take the whole class when he went to Mayo Clinic for the first time, which seemed too arrogant.

This matter will be discussed later.

After dinner, I watched the TV series for a while. In less than half an hour, Zheng Ren and Su Yun were already full of excitement.

TV series is really boring.

If it weren't for the flying knife tomorrow, seeing Su Yun's appearance, he would definitely have to pull Chang Yue out to eat skewers and drink.

A night without drinking is very boring for Su Yun.

When he went back and rested early, Zheng Ren lay in bed and recalled the operation process. There was no problem, the completion level could not be perfect, and it was not within the reach of manpower. Zheng Ren was not confused about this.

Turn on the phone and greeted Xiao Yiren good night, Zheng Ren habitually glanced at his hand.

The little boy said that there was no update, but there were a lot of photos. Without him, they were all kinds of creatures by the sea.

It seems that he had a great time to go to the beach this time.

Just be happy. Zheng Ren turned off his phone with satisfaction and fell asleep.

...

The next morning, Zheng Ren was having breakfast and the phone rang.

I picked up my phone and took a look. It was an unfamiliar number.

Strangely, Zheng Ren answered the phone.

"Doctor Zheng, hello." The voice was very familiar, it was Zou Jiahua.

"Oh, Mr. Zou, is there anything wrong?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I'm not going to be discharged from the hospital." Zou Jiahua said with a smile, and it seemed that he was in a good mood.

It’s okay not to be discharged from the hospital, but you can stay in the special ward, Zheng Ren thought to himself. The cost of the special ward is very high for ordinary people, but for a rich man of Zou Jiahua’s level, it seems very ordinary.

"Yes." Zheng Ren just nodded lightly. He talked about the characteristics of the sky to the fullest in this moment.

Zou Jiahua on the other side of the phone was caught off guard, and he was so stunned that he was always in the world.

"Doctor Zheng, I'm downstairs at your house. Will we meet and discuss later?" Zou Jiahua felt that there seemed to be some obstacles in communicating through mobile phones, and she was not angry and said gently.

It seems very troublesome, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

He responded and hung up his phone. The ticket he bought was at noon, and he could go to the ward to check the ward in the morning, and then it was time to leave.

Even if he was going to the United States to fly to the Flying Knife and did not see the patient in the morning, Zheng Ren still felt uncomfortable. Especially when he had surgery yesterday, although he had a clear idea, he still had to take a look before he could feel at ease.

In terms of money, compared with Zou Jiahua and Mayo's consultation fees, the patients who live in 912 are not worth mentioning at all. But in Zheng Ren's mind, they are all patients and people who need treatment, and there is no difference.

After dinner, Xiao Yiren drove and took Chang Yue to the hospital. Zheng Ren and Su Yun went downstairs to find Zou Jiahua.

An extended Lincoln parked in the Palme d'Or, with three black cars following in front and behind.

Zheng Ren knew that one of them was a private doctor's car, which must be filled with various first aid equipment and medicines.

Although he judged that Zou Jiahua was fine, he was still very careful.

"Doctor Zheng, please give me this." The navy blue suit had been waiting outside the car for a long time. Seeing Zheng Ren finally went downstairs, he had a warm smile on his face and bowed slightly to make a call.

"You're welcome." Zheng Ren returned the gift habitually, and then walked onto the black Lincoln.

"Doctor Zheng, your time is precious, let's talk straight to the point." Zou Jiahua said with a smile: "I thought about it for a long time last night and felt that it was still unstable to be discharged from the hospital, so I decided to go to the United States with you."

Zheng Ren frowned.

"The agreement signed initially has relevant terms, you can ask a lawyer for inquiries." Zou Jiahua saw Zheng Ren's expression slightly solemn, and immediately smiled: "Please don't get me wrong, this clause will only benefit you."

"oh?"

"The medical expenses for a day are 100,000 yuan. If there is rescue, it is calculated separately." Zou Jiahua said: "The rest of the expenses are also paid from the Zou Group. I think there is no harm in terms of doctors and patients or from your personal economic perspective."

Zheng Ren thought about it and it seemed like that.

"Okay, I don't need to book your air ticket, right?" Zheng Ren smiled and said a cold joke.

In an instant, Su Yun almost stuffed his head between his legs. His boss really doesn't know how to chat.

Zou Jiahua obviously did not understand the meaning of this cold joke, because... the people I contacted rarely talk about the money like air tickets.

"That's right, your air ticket can be refunded." Zou Jiahua said: "I applied for the route and prepared to take a private plane. Of course, if you have no objection."

Private jet? Zheng Ren knew about it, but he didn't expect that he would still have the opportunity to come into contact with such high-end toys from rich people in his life.
Chapter completed!