"Mr. Zheng's surgery alone, can it be done?" Director Xia noticed that Zheng Ren's assistant did not follow him and asked nervously.

Where is that foreign professor? Where is Su Yun? Why didn’t you see them?

"It's okay." Director Pan watched Zheng Ren performing an orderly operation through the leaded glass, and said lightly: "When I was in earthquake relief, I took the ambulance to the front line, and many people on that side knew about Zheng Ren."

"Uh..." Director Xia was stunned for a moment. Rongcheng, how could many people know Mr. Zheng in such a distance?

Maybe Director Pan is too protective of his son, so he said this. Although he doesn’t believe it, it’s not good to say something that is not good at this time.

Director Xia just smiled, but didn't say anything.

"Zheng Ren's first group entered the epicenter, and later the subsequent troops drove in, and he and other commanders and soldiers carried the wounded down. At Pengxi Township Hospital, one person and an operating table, underwent three days and three nights of surgery."

"Well……"

"It should be fine for him to have surgery alone. Don't worry, this kid doesn't want to speak, but he knows it." Director Pan did not continue to talk about Zheng Ren's various mythological legends, but ended with a comment.

Director Xia felt so depressed. Director Pan was so bad. He told the story at the beginning and broke it directly. Is he forcing himself to take the blade?

"Mr. Zheng is there, and many people know him?" Director Xia asked.

"Well, the emergency director of the provincial hospital still remembers him. After I said he was my apprentice, he pulled me to drink all night before leaving. He patted my shoulder and said, "I brought a good apprentice." Director Pan smiled slightly, full of pride.

The screen lights up and the guidewire starts to be super selected. The position is not as deep as before and does not seem to be as accurate, but Director Xia considers this and the craftsman intentionally.

It’s not because of insufficient level or lack of care and wanting to be lazy. But it may be because of some kind of understanding of the surgery and the condition.

The operation was performed very quickly. Because the patient had more relapses of tumors, it took Zheng Ren half an hour to finish the operation.

The whole process was smooth and smooth, making people feel refreshed. Director Xia sighed a little. He also looked at the film of this patient in the Imperial Capital and the Magic City. It is said that the operation is difficult and the postoperative effect will not be particularly good.

But Mr. Zheng took it down so simply, it was really...

Suddenly, Director Xia thought about the fact that ceftriaxone would cause crystal deposition to the gallbladder. He, a senior director who had been doing clinical practice for many years, didn’t know about this, so it was Mr. Zheng who reminded him.

Now Director Xia is carefully studying all the drug instructions, and there are hundreds of drugs that are dizzy and have hundreds of drugs. It is really difficult to remember them all.

But at that time, Zheng Ren suddenly remembered that it was better to be young. Director Xia looked at the operating room with some envy, and Zheng Ren was pressing the femoral artery on his right thigh.

"Has Mr. Zheng come on stage?" A voice came from the corridor, and Director Pan frowned slightly, "Why is Director Sun coming?"

"Old Sun, I've done it all, what's wrong?" Director Xia walked out of the operation room and saw Director Sun standing in a hurry at the door of the operating room, which was a little strange.

"What's wrong? Lao Sun? You're so panicked, depending on your age." Director Xia asked.

Judging from Director Sun's appearance, something should be wrong.

Director Sun heard that Zheng Ren had already undergone surgery and showed a strange expression on his face. He was a little surprised but a little relieved. He put on a surgical coat, changed into slippers, put on a sterile hat, and walked in with a mask.

"It's okay, it's okay." Director Sun said with a smile.

"You're going to the operating room of the emergency department? Are you cheating?"

"Isn't this here to see Mr. Zheng? He is leaving, and he helped me again when he comes back. If he doesn't come, he is not old." Director Sun was insincere, "I handed over the shift and checked the rounds. I originally thought about getting on stage appendicitis and then came to the stage, but later I thought about how President Zheng's surgery was stable and fast, so I'd better come and have a look first."

As he said that, Director Sun became happy.

"Look, I still have a lot of money."

Director Xia was speechless. Looking at Director Sun, thinking that when Liu Tianxing of General Surgery was ill, Director Sun really couldn't hold on.

"Director Pan, are you watching the operation?" Director Sun didn't know what Director Xia was thinking, so he walked straight into the operation room and greeted old Director Pan.

"Yes." Director Pan didn't like Director Sun a little, and just snorted with his nose.

Director Sun was not angry, but instead stood beside Director Pan like a lower-level doctor. After hesitation, he made a heroic expression, bent down, and whispered: "Director Pan, I have something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?"

"You also know the current situation of our general surgery department. General surgery is a major department. If you can't do it well, the entire hospital will be affected."

"Talk about serious matters." Director Pan scolded.

For all the department directors of the hospital, Director Pan can speak in this more domineering tone, which is the status of the world.

"Look, Mr. Zheng sometimes misses home. Come back and see you and the emergency department. I wonder if I find seven or eight patients with slow diagnosis and then ask Mr. Zheng to come back for surgery, will it be OK?" Director Sun asked.

Director Xia finally understood that Lao Sun had this idea.

But his idea was really right! Director Xia looked at Director Sun with admiration. Although Director Sun was timid, his vision and thoughts were sharp.

Inviting Mr. Zheng to come back for the operation was a conclusion of the previous emergency surgery incident in the emergency department. Although he said he was kneeling, the kneeling was very beautiful.

Moreover, the general surgery department is in decline now. If Mr. Zheng comes back for surgery, I will be able to help me with it. Perhaps there is still hope for general surgery department of Haicheng First Hospital.

If a large department like General Foreign Affairs collapses, it will have a great impact on the hospital as a whole.

Director Pan glanced at Director Sun.

"Slow diagnosis, slow diagnosis." Director Sun explained the word "slow diagnosis".

Director Xia saw that he was bent over. Because he was old and dared not bend too deep, his knees bent slightly, just as well as Director Pan who was sitting in the chair.

It's really hard.

"I have no objection. When Zheng Ren comes out, you can tell him." Director Pan responded, "The money for flying knives cannot be deducted."

"That's, that's, give it to the highest."

As he said that, Zheng Ren walked out, smiled at Old Director Pan first, and then asked: "Director Sun, why are you here?"

Director Sun quickly said what he had just said and finally asked: "Mr. Zheng, how much does it cost to give you a flying knife at a time? The most common ones."
Chapter completed!