Zhao Wenhua's heart chills slightly.

How come you are so stupid, how could you think like this?

This wife had just diagnosed with lung cancer, but she was worried that she didn't know the password for her passbook...

Zhao Wenhua sighed, endured the anxiety in his heart, and asked, "When was Xiaojuan's last time eating and drinking water?"

"4 hours ago." Zhao Wenhua's distant cousin said.

"You go back immediately and tell Xiaojuan not to eat and drink water." Zhao Wenhua reminded, "Give a diagnostic treatment in the afternoon."

"What is diagnostic treatment?" Zhao Wenhua's distant cousin asked.

"Don't worry, run back quickly. Don't drink a sip of water at this time, then you have to wait for tomorrow." Zhao Wenhua finally swears and said impatiently.

"Okay." His cousin could also see the height of his eyebrows and eyes. Seeing that Zhao Wenhua was not happy, he ran back immediately.

What did you say! Zhao Wenhua sighed.

Why do you have to undergo diagnostic treatment in the afternoon? Did you bewitched by Boss Zheng?

He knew that it might be that my distant cousin said that it was exciting for him.

But Boss Zheng is trustworthy? Bullshit! If he can trust, the sow will climb a tree.

Don’t look at his honest and honest appearance, he is actually full of bad things. Especially his assistant, the worst!

Zhao Wenhua was whispering in her heart while reading case reports in English.

This is a report published in The Lancet. In the end, the patient went to thoracic surgery to remove local malformed lung tissue.

When Zhao Wenhua saw it at the end, he felt enlightened.

It turns out that the conspiracy is here! I was wrong before.

There is nothing wrong with the diagnosis. If the diagnosis cannot convince anyone, I will not be fooled. The problem is that Boss Zheng said that interventional surgery can be performed, while the case in "The Lancet" is treated by surgical procedures.

It's so vicious!

Little man!

A complete villain!

Zhao Wenhua thought angrily.

Fakely fabricate a technique and then trick yourself into taking the stage to operate. If you are curious, you will definitely be on the way.

The final operation failed...

Although he is a relative of his family, he will not have any medical problems. However, pulmonary isolation, a disease that requires surgical treatment, actually requires intervention and treatment. It makes people laugh out loud if they say it out.

Academic status and reputation in the world are just a little bit worn away.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenhua felt a little cold.

This mind is simply too deep, unfathomable, and extremely insidious.

The most important thing is that as soon as I watched the movie, Boss Zheng and the others came up with such vicious means to deal with him.

Fortunately, he was smart and discovered his opponent's conspiracy in time, Zhao Wenhua thought to himself.

But what should I do? Zhao Wenhua hesitated for a moment.

Just pass by quietly like this? Pretend not to know? This is the first thought in Zhao Wenhua's mind.

He was tired and was ready to face the sea. People who were in love with spring would definitely not want to compete with Zheng... without wanting to have a sinister and cunning opponent like Su Yun.

But Zhao Wenhua really couldn't swallow this.

If you stole a bed, it won’t work. Do you have to drive yourself away?

It wouldn't work without fighting back, otherwise it would become a soft persimmon and anyone would want to come up and pinch himself.

Zhao Wenhua took a deep breath and felt that his heart rate was a little fast.

Do you want to fight Boss Zheng alone?

Choose their own group?

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenhua almost cried.

I am the professor in 912, so why is he so lonely?

A few days ago, Mr. Zheng took the entire medical team to the Affiliated Hospital of the Imperial Capital Medical University to rescue the Taiwan Affairs Office. Zhao Wenhua heard about it.

It is said that the quarrel was ugly. When President Liu invited Vice President Yuan to dinner afterwards, he patted Vice President Yuan on the shoulder and said, "You have a good doctor."

This sentence has been widely circulated in 912.

Zhao Wenhua was a little jealous, but more afraid.

The Affiliated Hospital of the Imperial Capital Medical University, a hospital of the same level as 912, was slapped in the face if the cardiothoracic surgery department said it was slapped in the face...

He sighed deeply.

What if it's up?

After repeated confusion, Zhao Wenhua made several calls to consult his classmates in Magic City and Rongcheng.

Only one person had pulmonary isolation. It is said that the thoracic lobe was removed from the lungs and no tumor was seen. Finally, the disease was diagnosed on the stage.

Rare diseases, surgical resection.

Zhao Wenhua even was so unconfident that he read a certain encyclopedia and saw that there were only one line of seven words under the treatment column - the prognosis of surgical resection is good.

He was relieved.

How do you fight back? Being forced but unable to fight back is simply a struggle with yourself.

He can't joke about the safety of the patient, whether it is his own relative or not. When he thinks of this, Zhao Wenhua thinks of his distant cousin's face.

Who are they all?

How about pushing this to Boss Zheng himself and letting him do an angiography?

Zhao Wenhua didn't realize that even though he hated Zheng Ren very much, the thought that appeared in his mind was Boss Zheng, rather than the little doctor from a small place where birds could not shit.

In a few months, there were countless major surgeries, and Zhao Wenhua was also convinced.

At least Boss Zheng knows the importance of the patient and will not joke about the safety of the patient.

Yes, that's it!

Let him do an angiography, and after confirmation, see what he should do.

Do you have an interventional surgery? Hehe, there is no such treatment method at all.

Don't do it? He clearly said he could do it himself.

This is called using the way of others to treat others!

Zhao Wenhua smiled and was very happy.

Thinking through, Zhao Wenhua walked back to the interventional department with his hands behind his back. He did not rush back to the office, but went to the ward to ask his cousin and sister how long he was fasting for water, and then he returned to the doctor's office.

"Boss Zheng, I asked." Zhao Wenhua's smile on his face was very gentle, "The patient's fasting time for water is enough at 1:00 in the afternoon."

Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Are you going to do it in the afternoon? That's great."

Seeing Zhao Wenhua nodding, Zheng Ren couldn't wait to say: "Su Yun, tell Qin Tang that the afternoon meeting will be cancelled."

"Okay!" Su Yun didn't hesitate and picked up the phone directly.

Zhao Wenhua felt that the moment he learned that the angiography was going to be performed in the afternoon when he learned that he was going to have an illusion, Zheng Ren's medical team started to roar like a chariot.

Qin Tang, a member of the Qin family in Xiangjiang. Zhao Wenhua's eyes were a little red. Such a big boss, who had made an appointment to meet and canceled it if he said he would cancel it?

If I had changed myself, it would be impossible to do this.

He calmed down his mind, showed a humble smile on his face, and bent his waist, and whispered: "Boss Zheng, if you have something to do, please help me."

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.

"I have never encountered pulmonary isolation. Look, can you go on stage with surgery?" Zhao Wenhua asked.

He didn't mind bowing his head before the surgery when acting in the whole set.
Chapter completed!