The insulation measures were complete, and the pregnant woman and the newborn were sent away. Zheng Ren felt that after the airtight door opened, a cool breeze blew on him, making him feel comfortable.

The surgical gown on the front chest and back was already penetrated by sweat. It turned out that he was nervous just now, and Zheng Ren smiled.

"Boss, the technique is good." Su Yun said with a smile at Zheng Ren.

"Yeah, that's fine."

"Tsk tsk, are you humble?" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren and asked indifferently.

Zheng Ren smiled and said to Yiren: "I'll change my clothes and wait for you."

"Okay, I'll take half an hour to go, don't worry." Xie Yiren said while packing the instrument table.

Zheng Ren smiled and tore off the sterile clothes, "Let's go."

"Boss Zheng, it's amazing." Lao He followed the side and said with a smile: "Go to the duty room to smoke a cigarette?"

"Well... let's go." Zheng Ren felt a little cold, so he calmed down his sweat first.

At that moment, the overall operation was fine. The whole person entered a stress state. Now the body needs to metabolize a lot of adrenaline, dopamine, and glucocorticoids.

It's good to smoke afterwards.

Going downstairs, he came to the duty room of Mashu Department. Lao He took out a cigarette, handed it to Zheng Ren and Su Yun, lit it and opened the window.

"Boss Zheng, I knew that your anesthesia level must be higher than mine." Lao He said sincerely.

"My anesthesia level is also higher than yours, why don't you say it?" Su Yun asked.

Old He smiled and avoided this question without any shame, without any embarrassment.

"Boss Zheng, when will the patient have to undergo a second phase of surgery? Should we follow him?" Lao He asked.

Zheng Ren smiled. He knew that Lao He meant that if the second phase of the surgery was last, he would be ready to have a newborn anesthesia.

"It shouldn't be needed. After the first phase of the operation, the abdominal organs will be taken once every 2-3 days, and finally the stage will be reduced and sutured. The remaining surgery is not difficult, there is no need to go to the hospital." Zheng Ren said.

"Your ability is really..." Old He scratched his head and sighed in his heart.

"Old He, your ability to flatter you has increased." Su Yun laughed and said, "No, the boss doesn't care about this. You performed very well just now, connecting the ventilator almost seamlessly."

Old He smiled, knowing that everything he did would not become useless in the eyes of Boss Zheng.

"Well, you did a good job at that time." Zheng Ren nodded.

He has long been accustomed to the identity of the medical team leader, and he is not as polite as before.

"This child's umbilical cephalocele is so big. I asked in the anesthesia group that the maximum umbilical cephalocele they experienced is only about 8m." Lao He said with a smile, "The patient we have done today is the lightest and has the largest range of umbilical cephalocele."

"It's meaningless." Zheng Ren said, "If you want to write a paper... by the way, Su Yun."

Zheng Ren thought of something, turned his mind and looked at Su Yun.

"Thesis? Is Zhou Litao's? He is looking for a case. Actually, I think it might be easier to write a random article with Mr. Zhou's name." Su Yun said casually.

"No, I have any statistics on the left gastric embolization surgery on Lao Liu's side?" Zheng Ren asked.

"When you remember, hundreds of surgeries have been done," Su Yun said. "It's statistics, according to the standard format. When Lao Liu went to Yimei for the operation, I told him about this, and there was data on his side."

"Oh, that's good." Zheng Ren took a sip of cigarettes, thinking to himself that he had indeed overlooked many things.

For example, the surgical statistics on Liu Xuzhi's side.

I may not need it, but Lao Liu still wants it. I guess Lao Liu was not prepared for promotion in Xilin Town before. If he wanted to make progress in the imperial capital, he would always be prepared.

"Old Liu told me that my life is already very satisfied now." Su Yun said with a smile: "Every day, he almost made money he earned in half a year when he was in his hometown, and there was nothing dissatisfied with it."

"Well, people always have to look forward."

"People are different, Lao Liu has his own ideas. I am thinking about helping him organize the information recently..."

"Brother Yun, do you help me organize the information?" Lao He posted it immediately.

"I won't give up the good luck next time I will be with the operation, and the article will belong to me." Su Yun threw out a piece of flesh bone.

Lao He thought about it, but didn't say it was OK or not. He just laughed, pretended to have lost his memory, and forgot what happened just now.

Su Yun shook his head slightly. Lao He couldn't even tempt him even if he published a paper, and it was really powerful.

It is also because of his age that he doesn’t have much demand for papers. He publishes a top journal and is slapping it when he eats. Seeing that Lao He is like this, he does not have the ambition to be the director of the Department of Anesthesiology.

"If you have time to knock him for two surgeries on Lao Liu, I think it will be better. He is embarrassed to tell you, but I can feel it."

"Well, I'll go there in the next few days." Zheng Ren smiled, "Although Old Liu is a little older, I didn't expect him to be where he is now."

"I was forced by money." Su Yun said, "If possible, who would be willing to be run around with a rolling pin for a few thousand dollars by his wife."

Looking back at that time when he went to Xilin Town for surgery, Zheng Ren felt that time passed so quickly. In the blink of an eye, the college entrance examination was over, and Gao Shaojie would come here in the next few days.

"Old Liu has compiled the information and is a complete document about the Lancet. I think applying for a natural science fund is enough." Su Yun said.

"No need." Zheng Ren didn't care about this.

Lao He felt mixed feelings when he listened.

Look at how much effort did Boss Zheng take to apply for the Natural Science Foundation of China and prepare for the promotion to a deputy vocational college?

But Boss Zheng just said it was unnecessary, and he didn't think it was too difficult.

But Lao He thought about it again and again, it was indeed the case.

Boss Zheng is looking at the Nobel Prize, what the hell is the Natural Science Foundation?

"I contacted the editor of the Lancet and said that Hopkinson also had a stomach fund and a scientific research on left gastric artery embolization has been submitted," Su Yun said. "I have to hold on these days, otherwise it would be boring to be fired first."

"Oh." Zheng Ren was not very interested in this kind of thing, he just responded lightly.

"Go and take a look at Lao Liu, and you can knock him for two more surgeries, which will be faster." Su Yun said, "It's been a long time since you've been talking about it, why don't you go and take a look? You've eaten the hand-rolled noodles in vain!"

Zheng Ren remembered the hand-rolled noodles made by Liu Xuzhi's lover, which was really suitable for his own taste. He didn't know if the power of the rolling pin was practiced on Lao Liu.

He responded with a smile, trying to extinguish the cigarette butt. A mineral water bottle appeared in front of him, and Lao He was ready to look down and looked pleased.
Chapter completed!