The next day.

Early in the morning, Fan Tao woke everyone up and got in the car and returned to Haicheng, the imperial capital.

The vast convoy looked spectacular, but after leaving the desert, the convoy gradually dispersed.

Zheng Ren admires this very much, keep a low profile and live long.

These guys from Songying are all a bit interesting, not high-profile or ostentatious, but they are very capable.

I walked all the way, but fortunately there was still a lot of space in the car, so I didn’t feel too tired if I sat for a long time.

Ten hours later, I finally returned to the imperial capital.

Fan Tao's convoy did not enter the imperial capital, but changed Lin Jiaojiao's convoy at the previous toll station.

Zhou Chunyong sighed a little. Look at the style of Boss Zheng going out to play, and the fleet has to be handed over. Now, it is indeed not enough for him. From technology to such trivial matters, it is not enough.

He smiled, and this time he accompanied the flying knife and benefited a lot.

I learned the technique. Although I did not have surgery, Zhou Chunyong knew that he had improved more than before.

This is not the whole gain.

He witnessed Boss Zheng performing tips surgery in person, and the surgery was performed when there was an emergency room and the hand speed was fully opened.

The gap between himself and Boss Zheng is like a bird and a fish.

In addition, I saw Lanke, the executive president of East Asia, an international behemoth, running to Xilin Town.

Boss Zheng is really tough and doesn't give him any good face. But it seems that Lanke's executive president is scared and doesn't know what will happen in the end.

This gave Zhou Chunyong a new judgment on Zheng Ren.

Even if Boss Zheng doesn’t know anything, he needs to get closer to this.

These are nothing.

The biggest gain was drinking happily with the rest of the medical team in the desert.

The family photo was squeezed in by myself. Although it was a pity that there was no Boss Zheng, it was also a group photo of all the assistants?

Zhou Chunyong was thinking about the group photo in his heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Being able to squeeze into the assistant group is also a huge gain. Zhu Liangchen? Wash it clean and wait for death!

"Boss Zheng, I haven't seen you idle these two days. You're tired." Zhou Chunyong wanted to get on the same car with Zheng Ren, but with Xie Yiren, Su Yun, and Lin Jiaojiao, he seemed to be in trouble.

Saying one word is one word, this is Zhou Chunyong's attitude.

"return……"

Before Zheng Ren finished speaking, Zhou Chunyong's phone rang.

Really! Who calls me during this time period! It’s delaying!

Zhou Chunyong thought to himself, and took a look at it, it was at home, so he answered the phone.

He didn't say anything, and a hoarse cry came from the receiver.

The thick palms were stiff, like weathered stones in the desert. It seemed that the warm wind in the imperial capital would break out when it was blown.

Zheng Ren was also shocked when he heard what was happening on the phone.

"Zheng...Zheng...If you have something to do at home, I'll leave first." Zhou Chunyong stammered, turned around and grabbed a car and was about to leave.

"Yiren, I'll go and have a look." Zheng Ren said hurriedly.

"What's wrong?"

"Director Zhou's son didn't know where to get pesticides, so he drank them!" Zheng Ren said in a low voice.

"You go, I'll take Heizi home first." Xie Yiren pinched Zheng Ren's hand and hugged his arm hard.

Zheng Ren smiled and then rushed to the car that Zhou Chunyong caught last year.

"Director Zhou, where did your son send him?" Su Yun actually appeared in the car at the same time.

"Our hospital emergency department is not good, so I've been sent to 912." Zhou Chunyong's voice trembled slightly, and he was obviously extremely panicked.

"Director Zhou, don't panic." Zheng Ren comforted, "I'll ask."

After saying that, he picked up his cell phone and called Zhou Litao.

"Mr. Zhou."

"Have you arrived at the hospital with a pesticide?"

"Uh... OK, I get it, we'll be here soon, trouble."

He put down the phone and immediately said, "I'm fine and I'm about to have a stomachache."

Zhou Chunyong's stiff body seemed to be a little softer.

"Director Zhou, how old is your son? Why are you still like this..." Su Yun asked disdainfully.

"Oh." Zhou Chunyong sighed and said, "I..."

He only sighed, said a word, and then stopped.

Tears are everywhere.

Zheng Ren remembered Liu Xuzhi, and his family had a difficult sutra to recite, and it had nothing to do with his identity and status.

If you have money and status, you will have fewer troubles, but you will definitely not have them.

All kinds of big families have caused so many troubles because of money and inheritance rights.

After a few seconds, Zhou Chunyong was in a stable mood and did not hide his face. He wiped his hands randomly on his face.

"I got married at the age of 30. Interventional surgery had just emerged. I was thinking about a radiology doctor who watched movies and wrote diagnosis every day. It was so boring. He didn't look like a doctor. So before I had a child, I went to study interventional surgery."

"After studying, I can't avoid the line even when I come back. It was not until 10 years later that I became the director and my position was stable. I only had children after half a year of avoiding the line."

Zheng Ren sighed, it is not easy for those who intervene.

"It's also considered a child from old age. Although I know it's wrong to spoil my child, it's my own child, and I feel so distressed."

"I...ah..." Zhou Chunyong sighed deeply, stopped talking, and looked out the window.

The street view rushed past because it was entering the imperial capital, and it was not congested without going to the first ring to the third ring.

Otherwise, Zheng Ren would probably be able to get off the car and run all the way.

When they looked at Su Yun, no one of them had a tacit understanding. The air in the car seemed to have solidified, and it was so dull that it couldn't breathe.

The driver knew that there was something big, so he used all his skills and drove to 912 as fast as possible.

When we arrived at the emergency room, the car had not stopped yet, Zhou Chunyong opened the car door and ran in.

Zheng Renzhen was afraid that he would not stand firm and would have both ankles, three ankles fractures, etc. If that were the case, it would be even more troublesome.

Following him all the way to the emergency room, a roar of a middle-aged teenager came from afar.

"I won't wash my stomach, you can let go of me!"

"It's useless to wash your stomach. I'll jump off the building when I get home!"

Zheng Ren stopped, listened to the sound, and was full of energy. He should be fine.

But Zhou Chunyong has a good temper, so he is really good at using his children.

When I was a teenager, I was in the rebellious period and I was seeking death now. What should I do in the future?

Zheng Ren slowly walked to the door of the emergency room and saw a boy about twelve years old struggling hard. The system background panel was light green, so healthy it was not bad.

"Boss, if this is my child, I will strangle him to death." Su Yun said.

Nonsense, Zheng Ren thought to himself. His own child feels sorry for him, so he can't strangle him to death.

But looking at this, Zhou Chunyong had a headache.

The gastric tube was placed aside, the gastric scrubber was ready, the motor was roaring, but I didn't know why I hadn't started washing.

A woman was crying while holding the child, half-squatting and half-kneeling beside the rescue bed.

Zheng Ren sighed.

Surgery live room
Chapter completed!