During the greetings, he came to Xie Yiren's car. Director Kong sat in the passenger seat, and Zheng Ren, Su Yun and Chang Yue squeezed behind him. Feng Xuhui simply didn't get in the car. He saw from a distance that Zhou Chunyong seemed to have pulled Feng Xuhui away.

Su Yun sighed a little. Zhou Chunyong is a person with vision. No wonder Zhu Liangchen has been unable to beat him for so many years. He is so thick-skinned that it is not something that ordinary people can do. He sighed in his heart, ready to learn from Zhou Chunyong.

"Boss Zheng, it's true that it's about Visiting Professor Mayo." Director Kong got into the car, closed the door, and couldn't wait to ask.

"Director Kong, see what you said." Su Yun was unhappy at first, "I informed you as soon as possible, and I delayed the side of Linger for five minutes."

"The hospital is preparing to give Boss Zheng an exception to the commission of chief physician, and you will be given the commission as deputy chief physician. Isn't this a sure thing? If there are any twists and turns, I'm afraid President Yan will slap the table and curse people." Director Kong smiled and said.

"No problem, hasn't the invitation been sent to the medical office?" Su Yun knew all the situation, but Zheng Ren only knew one approximate.

"Boss Zheng, I dug you from Haicheng last year, but I didn't expect you to be so troublesome." Director Kong joked: "In less than half a year, you have become a visiting professor at Mayo Clinic. To be honest, I really believe that you can win the Nobel Prize this year."

Speaking of Nobel Prize, Zheng Ren and Su Yun remained silent at the same time.

Director Kong was a little surprised when he heard the silence behind him and looked around. Zheng Ren sat behind him and could only see Su Yun's face.

The handsome face was a little sad and unwilling.

"What's wrong? This is?" Director Kong was puzzled.

"Director Kong, we met Dr. Charles at the Mayo Clinic. The doctor attaches great importance to the boss and chats for a while." Su Yun said.

Director Kong was stunned for a moment and asked: "Is that Dr. Charpo?"

"Well, it's that Dr. Charles."

This is a good thing. How come Zheng Ren and Su Yun’s expressions are not right? Director Kong simply twisted his body, turned sideways back, and asked: “What the hell is going on?”

"Director, you also know Dr. Charles' resume. He told the boss that if you want to win the Nobel Prize, you will give up the clinical practice. If you want to do clinical practice, don't think about the Nobel Prize."

Director Kong was silent.

He recalled it and then remembered that Dr. Charles Moore gave up clinical practice in middle age, specializing in nucleic acid projects, and finally won the Nobel Prize.

"Boss Zheng, what do you think?" Director Kong asked. He was also a little nervous. Adults don't do multiple-choice questions, and Boss Zheng's skills do not conduct clinical practice, but it's a pity. But the Nobel Prize is also excellent.

Director Kong also got confused.

This is a particularly difficult multiple-choice question. There is no right or wrong. It is wrong to choose any one, and it is also right.

"I don't know either." Zheng Ren shook his head.

"Then I won't think about it." Director Kong heard Zheng Ren's struggle and immediately changed the topic and said, "I urged you to come back because the commendation meeting was held in the afternoon. Boss Zheng, are you going to speak on stage, are you ready?"

"I think Su Yun is more suitable for me to speak." Zheng Ren said.

He rejected all the possibility of showing his face in front of others, not because he felt nervous, but just simply felt boring.

Zheng Ren suffered a misfortune, but he didn't like the nobles in front of others, so Director Kong didn't understand this. However, when Zheng Ren said that, he didn't force himself. There were too many people who wanted to go up to speak, and it was good to sell personal favors.

"That's fine, I'll report to the hospital." Director Kong picked up his cell phone and began to contact Director Ye.

"It will take at least half a month to sort out the community hospital, and this matter is not urgent."

"I know, Director Kong." Zheng Ren nodded.

After running out for a week, Director Kong contacted the chief physician and the hospital, and almost straightened out all the relationships. He solved his biggest problem. Although Zheng Ren did not say this favor, Zheng Ren remembered it in his heart.

"You can do it in the future. Dean Yuan said, "The more capable you are, you will give you a stage. I said to Boss Zheng, if Mayo gave you a tenured professor, would you leave?" Director Kong asked half-seriously and half-jokingly.

"It probably won't." Zheng Ren said: "It's boring outside, so I'm still going home."

In the rearview mirror, Xiao Yiren's eyes were flowing, and Zheng Ren felt at ease when he saw those gentle eyes.

The place where Xiao Yiren is home, and a tenured professor is not a false reputation. Although Xiao Yiren can follow him, for a foodie, living there is simply hell.

"By the way, Boss Zheng. Lin Jiaojiao has been doing some work. Now she comes to me almost every day and says that you must welcome you when you come back."

"Sister Lin, OK." Zheng Ren said: "You look at the arrangements and you can do it anytime."

"Then I will notify her." Director Kong said: "You helped her solve several problems, and she was eager to get closer. She just had to eat a meal, but Boss Zheng said one more thing, you should collect the money, but you should think about the others."

Zheng Ren was slightly stunned. Director Kong was definitely not aimless in this sentence. This is an experience.

Although I didn't understand it, it was difficult to ask about it in detail, so Zheng Ren nodded.

"Boss, Director Kong said that many people will pay you a lot of money." Su Yun said jokingly: "Now, it seems that the price was obviously not enough to ask Director Kong to dig it up at that time."

"Don't let it go, I'm just this old bone, and I can't squeeze out much oil even if I squeeze it dry." Director Kong smiled.

As he was talking, Director Kong focused on Zheng Ren carrying the silver box. Seeing that Zheng Ren was reluctant to let go for a minute, he was a little surprised and asked: "Boss Zheng, this is it."

"It was the surgical instrument that Dr. Charles gave me." Zheng Ren replied.

"Isn't this still rare? When the operation is disgusting, I will sway in front of him every day with a box." Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren and stumbled over.

Is the surgery nausea?

It seems that I will never do it in my life.

Even if I had appendicitis, I saw the patient who was in pain and was discharged with a smile. Even if I had no words of gratitude, Zheng Ren felt very satisfied.

"After the meeting, go to my office and open my eyes to see what surgical instruments are used by the world's top professors."

"It's customized, but unfortunately there are only 300 blades. After using them, you have to buy them at the manufacturer." Zheng Ren was also very upset.

Other surgical instruments are okay, but there is no way to use disposable blades. This is a consumable.

Because of the meeting, Xie Yiren did not go to the parking lot, but drove directly to the government building.

If the leaders are very interested in speaking, I don’t know what time it will take to finish the meeting. Zheng Ren is also helpless and really doesn’t want to hold the meeting, but this time it’s different, and he can’t refuse.

The crowds of people who see a doctor are bustling, and it seems that there has never been a day when there are fewer people.

When would it be better if there were no patients, Zheng Ren looked out the window and thought to himself.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a white figure falling down from the outpatient building.
Chapter completed!