Director Qiu didn't dare to ask what happened. The less you know about the things here, the better. He was just an ordinary person. He knew it in his heart and was a little forced to count.

After returning, I would like to remind the two nurses not to talk nonsense. Director Qiu kept this in mind.

"Boss Zheng, it's over." Yan Changsen said blindly, but his expression was no longer nervous, but a sense of joy from the heart. Even his voice trembled slightly, and a simple sentence was like a performer, trembling in a trembling way.

"Change the dressing for three days, remove the stitches in a week, and take some antibiotics orally." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Yan Changsen was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I know, Boss Zheng, don't worry."

"I'm going back tomorrow's plane." Zheng Ren said, "There's a bit busy at home..."

"Boss Zheng, you don't know the temper of my old man." Yan Changsen smiled bitterly: "If you leave, I guess I will go back to the imperial capital to have surgery soon. My old man can break my leg, really!"

"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.

"One day, you will have a day off tomorrow. When my old man goes down the mountain, we will have a meal and meet you." Yan Changsen said: "I will definitely not look for many people, nor will I delay you too much time. Do you think it's good."

After saying this, what else is Zheng Ren? Judging from Yan Changsen's appearance, if he insists on refusing, he can kneel down and talk about this.

Why bother?

Director Qiu saw an opportunity and immediately smiled and said, "If Boss Zheng is bored, will he visit our operating room tomorrow morning?"

"Oh? Visit the operating room?" Zheng Ren suddenly became interested.

Yan Changsen glanced at Director Qiu with gratitude.

"What a major surgery you had on weekends, Director Qiu," Zheng Ren asked.

"I read the surgery list in the morning. Tomorrow, a patient with mitral valve stenosis and incomplete closure and huge left atrium will undergo surgery." Director Qiu said, "You and Dr. Su have done a good cardiothoracic surgery. This time I visited Yangcheng and guided the surgery is inevitable."

"I dare not say the guidance, so I will go up and take a look." Zheng Ren smiled.

If you invite a doctor in the cardiothoracic surgery department, you may not be able to go on stage. But the director of the anesthesia department invites you, it will be difficult to get started. However, it is also idle, and it is good to take a look at it.

This kind of operation is quite difficult. Zheng Ren feels that he may not be sure to succeed in one operation, and the completion rate of the operation is 100%. If you pursue perfection, you don’t know how much surgical training time you have to be consumed in the system operating room.

Speaking of the operation, Zheng Ren became happy and the atmosphere in the car became much more relaxed.

When he came to a hotel standing by the Pearl River, Yan Changsen sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun up, expressed his gratitude repeatedly, made an appointment to contact him tomorrow, and then turned around and left.

"Boss, what do you think about this?" Su Yun did not leave, stayed in Zheng Ren's room, and asked while looking at the night view of the Pearl River.

"have no idea."

"It's not like he opened his Changqiang hole, he will transform."

"Transform?"

"Uh... the oldest 2D joke, you are so boring." Su Yun took out a cigarette and shook one, "Do you smoke?"

"Pick one, I'm a little nervous," Zheng Ren smiled and said, "I've never seen Kerry's needle run so far before."

"Do you still think it's a Kersey needle?"

"By my logical analysis, this is the only way." Zheng Ren lit a cigarette, looked at the dim lights outside the window, and ships with neon lights floating by on the Pearl River. The fireworks on earth are three feet tall in the world, which is very beautiful.

"This time I'm sure I was convinced that Yan Changsen would cheat before. Those techniques are quite valuable. If Kerry is still a little stingy, he will only pay, and the technology will be hidden tightly." Su Yun lay on the chair in front of the window, watching the dim lights together.

It's just the same scenery, but it may not be the same mood in the eyes of both of them.

Zheng Ren smoked a cigarette lightly, and he did not try to draw the indecent green syrup calligraphy into different patterns. These handsome actions seemed meaningless to him.

Smoking is smoking, and seeing the scenery is seeing the scenery. Just concentrate.

"I'm just a duck listening to thunder today." Su Yun smiled and said, "I'm worried that a lightning flash would strike the car and we all turned into coke."

"No, Brother Yan is ready." Zheng Ren said, "But I thought you would wait until the lightning and thunder were finished before you would go down the mountain. After running so far, you must see the fun."

"Don't talk nonsense, curiosity kills the cat, okay?" Su Yun said: "According to Master Yan, we are all people who do not have the talent for cultivation. Boss, what do you think of cultivation?"

"I don't know." Zheng Ren said, "When I was in college, I bought tender tofu, put gauze silk on it, and used tweezers to pick it up bit by bit. I think this is practice."

"You are too low-level. I always perform surgery on mice."

"It's okay." Zheng Ren didn't care what Su Yun said. He stood in front of the window and was very relaxed.

"Why are you so anxious to go back?" Su Yun suddenly said: "I sold a favor. Look at Brother Yan's later appearance and you will know that it will definitely be beneficial to stay."

“Aren’t the benefits given?”

"It's different. It's like playing online games. If you don't pick up monsters after fighting, you're really too lazy to bend over." Su Yun sighed.

"I haven't played online games."

"Does life be so boring?"

"I think it's okay. Who knows if the world we see now is a virtual world? Is it interesting to play online games in an online game?"

Su Yun found that the boss was really nervous today and talked a lot. If he had been smiling in the past, he would never have said so much useless nonsense to himself.

Yes, now there is a deafening thunder echoing in my ears. The lightning as bright as daylight almost blinded the krypton gold dog eyes, which is really a bit dangerous.

But everything is over.

The boss didn't want to mention it, so he wouldn't mention it. Su Yun collapsed on the sofa, lazy, letting a wisp of blue smoke penetrate the black hair on his forehead, floating casually.

...

...

In the old house on the mountain, Master Yan stood with his hands behind his back. His originally old face seemed to be twenty years younger, and the blush was filled with the power of life.

"Congratulations to Master Yan." Song Moqian said softly.

"My junior brother is successful and keeps his name in history. It has been hundreds of years, hundreds of years!" Master Yan clasped his hands behind him, barely curbing his surging excitement.

"I will be very busy tomorrow, so I won't disturb you." Song Mo smiled and said, "Let's leave here, see you next day."

"Xie Song Master."
Chapter completed!