Taking the blame is also about qualifications. How big a small shoulder can you resist? What can you take the blame? If something happens, I, Lao Zhou, can I treat you badly?

Is that good fortune in disguise?

Zheng Ren didn't care about so much. He sat aside and was still watching the movie over and over again.

"Boss, what are you looking at?" Su Yun asked.

"I'm idle, so I'll think about how to do the surgery." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Overall, there's no big problem. Let's do an angiography first."

"Are you Dr. Zheng?" Lin Yuan walked over hesitantly, but once she made a decision, she stopped thinking about anything else and became generous.

"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded slightly as he watched the movie. He was standing beside him with a ponytail or a bald old man, so he didn't pay any attention.

"Who are you?" Su Yun looked up unhappily and blew his breath. The black hair on his forehead seemed to be expressing his dissatisfaction.

"My name is Lin Yuan, it's..."

"Harvard Medical School, Doctor, I know." Su Yun interrupted Lin Yuan's words before Zheng Ren reached out.

Lin Yuan stretched out his hand and stood in front of Zheng Ren.

"Doctor Lin, please sit down." Zheng Ren was very gentle, but still didn't look at her, and didn't even notice her stretched out hand, "What advice do you have?"

"I..." Before Lin Yuan could speak, his words were interrupted by Su Yun again.

"Boss, do you think you're approachable?"

Uh... Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, why did he become approachable if he said a few words to him?

"You are harming her!" Su Yun made an exaggerated expression, "Her doctoral supervisor, I guess he has to say politely to Boss Zheng when he sees you."

"No." Zheng Ren said: "You don't know what major she is in."

"Harvard Medical School admits very few international students every year, and only offers four degree quotas in biology doctoral degrees." Su Yun said in contemptuously through the black hair on his forehead.

He seemed very dissatisfied with Lin Yuan calling his boss to Dr. Zheng just now.

"I'm clinical..."

"It's just a doctoral student, it's different." Su Yun said disdainfully, "It's a bit tricky to diagnose you just now. You're very hardworking when you were in school. Do you feel that you can do anything?"

Lin Yuan frowned and looked at Su Yun.

Why is this person so rude?

"Forget it, Su Yun." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Doctor Lin, do you have any problems?"

"Doctor Zheng, how did you think of pulmonary vein stenosis from radiofrequency ablation?"

"Oh, I didn't think of it from radiofrequency ablation." Zheng Ren replied.

"But you..."

"If you don't say that, can Professor Wu accept it?" Su Yun glanced at Lin Yuan and said, "I saw that there was a problem with the pulmonary vein at first sight, right? Boss."

"No, I finally decided after watching it for nearly 1 minute."

Lin Yuan felt that Boss Zheng was even more annoying than the domineering doctor named Su Yun. What was he showing off? This kind of light pretentiousness is the most annoying.

"You want to ask about radiofrequency ablation?" Zheng Ren looked at Lin Yuan and said: "The incidence of pvs after radiofrequency ablation was 3%-8% before 2004 and 2%-3% from 2004 to 2016. Its misdiagnosis rate and misdiagnosis rate are relatively high; the average diagnosis is 16 weeks. It is often misdiagnosed as pneumonia, asthma, pulmonary embolism, lung cancer, etc. The patient in front of him is a typical example of being misdiagnosed as lung cancer."

“These data…”

"There is in the literature library. You can finish the operation later. If you are interested, you can go back and check it out." Zheng Ren felt that he had said enough, so he ended the conversation.

"Well, I can only say that I feel there is something wrong, but I don't know where the problem lies." Su Yun followed up.

Lin Yuan's ponytail swayed gently, a little angry.

But Su Yun was telling the truth, and she could not refute it at all.

"Boss Zheng, we are ready to send the patient." Zhou Chunyong had a letter from that side and came to call Zheng Ren.

Lin Yuan looked at Zhou Chunyong as if he was polite to report his medical history to his superior doctor, and was a little puzzled.

Follow up and take a look.

"Boss, Zou Yu has arranged the place, and Master Yan has arrived," Su Yun said with his cell phone and looking at the message above.

"Oh, okay." Zheng Ren said: "The operation is done soon. Let's send the patient back together."

The last sentence was said to Zhou Chunyong.

"I'm going... I forgot to call Xiao Feng!" Su Yun said.

"Do you know where this interventional operating room is?"

"I have been here twice, and anyone who is like you is a terrible home. It would be a blessing to be able to stay away from 912."

Su Yun habitually confronts his boss.

When he arrived at the operating room and changed his clothes, Su Yun sat directly in the operating room, without any idea of ​​getting started.

Zhou Chunyong was already used to it, but he was not prepared to take the surgery himself.

After all, I am not familiar with the anatomy, and the pulmonary vein is not what I am best at. With Boss Zheng here, it would be nice to be an assistant.

He honestly greeted Zheng Ren and then went to disinfect directly.

The doctor on duty in the interventional department of the Cancer Hospital looked at Zhou Chunyong with a stupid look at his hands and disinfection, and was stunned.

Is the great director of the imperial capital's liver and gallbladder going to have surgery?

But is it really compliant to perform surgery across hospitals and interdisciplinary areas?

He didn't know if he should stand up, so he accused Zhou Chunyong of righteousness and drove him away, or pretended not to see him.

Pretend to be invisible, if something happens, you have to take the blame.

The doctor on duty was so anxious that his back was sweating, but he soon thought about it.

Call the second-tier professor and ask, I will definitely not take the blame!

Seeing that Zhou Chunyong had already started preparing for disinfection, the doctor on duty immediately ran to the corridor with a good signal and called Professor Jiang from the second line.

When I dialed, the phone ringtone rang in the locker room.

It's already here, that's good, that's good.

"What's wrong?" Professor Jiang's inquiry came from the locker room.

The doctor on duty hurried in and whispered: "Teacher Jiang, Director Zhou is disinfecting."

"So fast! Old Zhou is really unauthentic!" Professor Jiang said angrily.

Look at what I was thinking, and the little doctor on duty breathed a sigh of relief.

"Teacher Jiang, I feel so too."

Professor Jiang did not continue to speak, but changed his clothes quickly. Before he could tie the straps on his pants, he pulled his slippers to the operating room.

"Teacher Jiang, hat."

Professor Jiang quickly tied his pants belt, then grabbed the sterile cap and put it on, and took another sterile mask while walking while tying the straps at the back.

He walked slightly faster, his pants were not tied tightly, and before he could walk out of the locker room, his pants fell off.

"md!" Professor Jiang cursed, quickly lifted his pants, and hurriedly rushed into the operating room while tying his belt.

Look at what makes Teacher Jiang angry!

The doctor on duty secretly felt glad that fortunately, Director Zhou did not allow him to disinfect there at that time.
Chapter completed!