After the banquet ended, Zheng Ren was exhausted.

This is a kind of fatigue that comes from the heart. Finally, President Zhang agreed to teach a doctor in the second hospital to perform TIPS surgery, and then he was let go by President Zhang.

Zheng Ren knew that in the face of such activities, as a social animal, no matter how he disliked it, it was absolutely inevitable.

But I just don't like it.

Feng Xuhui didn't drink alcohol and always acted as a waiter. He ran around and poured wine and tea, and occasionally said some bad jokes and patted the flatteries of all the leaders here to adjust the atmosphere.

Feng Xuhui, who has experienced several baptisms, has grown very fast and has now broken away from the definition of a rookie in the workplace and looks like a mature professional manager.

He was also very tired, but very excited, and his body was in an excited state.

Every hospital is like a fortress, broken by itself, products enter, sales increase greatly. Then its performance has made rapid progress, and the year-end bonus is thick and it cannot be spent.

Think about it, these are all so beautiful.

Feng Xuhui trusted the boss of the imperial capital more and more, and he had to hug him by chance.

Feng Xuhui doesn't understand what TIPS surgery is. But he can understand the attitudes that the Second Hospital of the City is showing to Mr. Zheng.

After the drink party, Feng Xuhui pulled Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolph Wagner out of the Second Hospital.

"Mr. Zheng, should I send you there first, or to the professor first?" Feng Xuhui asked.

The professor drank a lot of wine and started snoring in the back seat.

"Take the professor to Shangri-La first." Zheng Ren rolled down the car window, lit half of the purple cloud, took a deep breath, and felt the spicyness of the tobacco and the refreshing cold wind in the northeast. This made him feel a little better. "You send him upstairs and I'll savor it downstairs."

"Yes." Feng Xuhui knew Zheng Ren better. Seeing that he was upset, he didn't chat awkwardly, so he drove straight to Shangri-La.

After sending Professor Rudolph Wagner to the hotel room, Feng Xuhui asked Zheng Ren where he went.

When Feng Xuhui heard the name of the community reported by Zheng Ren, his face moved slightly.

No wonder Mr. Zheng doesn’t care about money, he just focuses on surgery. Look at him, he lives in the most luxurious villa area in the city.

Only rich people can get rid of low-level interests and do what they love wholeheartedly.

Surgery is just a hobby for Mr. Zheng.

In an instant, Zheng Ren's image in Feng Xuhui's mind changed and changed, moving further and further in the wrong direction that was not practical, like a stagnant wild dog.

Zheng Ren fiddled with his cell phone and chatted with Xie Yiren.

He wanted to go to Xie Yi's house, knock on the door, greet Xie Yi's good night face to face, and then hug and say goodbye.

If this could be done, it would be a perfect night, like a TIPS surgery myself.

But Chu Yanzhi lives at Xie Yi's house, and she is on a flexible class today.

With Xie Yiren's personality, someone is there... Zheng Ren is a little worried, so he finally decided to leave it alone.

It's already very late, and there's still a lot of things tomorrow.

Zheng Yunxia's 64-row CT needs to be performed in three-dimensional reconstruction to see how the treatment effect is after two interventional embolizations.

After the operation, the patients needed to go rounds, and there was also an old man pretending to be sick in the ward.

Forget it... I'd better go home and take a bath, get tired, and then take a break early. Su Yun has also been working for two days, so it's time to change him.

Following Zheng Ren's guidance, Feng Xuhui drove to the villa.

Seeing Zheng Ren open the door and enter the villa, Feng Xuhui was still very moved.

What is a dog biting someone without barking? Mr. Zheng is just. He is not shown off. He is dressed in an ordinary manner and is not picky about eating, but he lives in a villa.

People, the gap is really big.

Feng Xuhui sighed and left immediately.

After returning, there are still many tasks to do. For example, assessing the operation situation today and analyzing the application of TIPS surgical consumables in the Second Hospital of the City.

Although this should be the job of the group's data analysts, Feng Xuhui still firmly believes that they are out of reality and their estimated value is much worse than the "real" value he calculated.

Work hard, I hope I will live in a villa like this one of Mr. Zheng’s house.

Feng Xuhui cheered himself up, cheered up, and disappeared into the vast night.

...

The next day, Zheng Ren was called to have breakfast by Xie Yiren.

Chu Yanzhi was very interested in the "flying knife" he went to the Second Hospital of the City, and asked questions. Xie Yiren just ate breakfast quietly, occasionally looking up at Zheng Ren with the corner of his eyes, and then lowered his head.

When he arrived at the emergency ward, Zheng Ren asked about the condition of the emergency patients these two nights.

Unexpectedly, Su Yun has been particularly relaxed these two days. He has not bothered him at all with the emergency department, and he is relaxed and comfortable.

"You must have ignored the blessing of the God of Night Shift." Su Yun laughed and mocked Zheng Ren.

This freight is so lucky, Zheng Ren sighed.

At 7:55, Professor Rudolph Wagner went to work on time and on time. As soon as he saw Zheng Ren, he held him and wanted to talk about his reflection on yesterday's TIPS surgery.

Zheng Ren directly rejected his idea.

There are so many work to do, so who has time to study with him?

This is not Heidelberg University, and there are not so many medical staff working.

Medical staff have long been smoothed out by life. In today's words, they are being plated by life. It is not necessarily true that they are plated without any edges.

Under the premise of insufficient personnel, I tried my best to squeeze my energy and treat every patient. As for scientific research... it's such a distant thing. I don't even care about my wife and children at home, and I still have the heart to study these things?

After the rounds, Director Pan was in charge in the office. The professor was called away by Chang Yue and asked him to help. As for what to help, Zheng Ren didn't know and didn't want to ask.

Zheng Ren took Su Yun to start a rehearsal to see the patient's condition after the operation. How much blood ammonia is needed for the patient after the TIPS operation, when will the stent be recycled? How is the severe disease of the ICU? There are many things like this.

As soon as the two of them left the gate of the emergency room, Zheng Ren suddenly saw a bunch of people.

A bunch of children are not young, looking like they are 8 or 9 years old. There are two adults leading them. The adults are gentle and don’t look like they are bad guys.

Which teacher is sick? The teacher is now in a very high position and there are some things at home, so parents have to go up and help solve it.

Zheng Ren once heard from his colleagues that one of the things he regrets most in his life was joining the Q group of his children's class. After joining, he did two things every day, one was to be scolded by the teacher; the other was to flatter the teacher.

Zheng Ren recalled carefully that there were no sick teachers in the ward.

Depending on the age of the children, they are not old, is it...

Zheng Ren was still in a daze. A slightly older child raised the newspaper in his hand and carefully compared it with Zheng Ren.

"Uncle, you are Dr. Zheng." The child is not very big, and he speaks in a slight and cute voice.

"Well, I'm." Zheng Ren glanced at the child. He was holding the Haicheng Metropolis Daily in his hand. He couldn't see the date clearly, but his photo on the front page was eye-catching.

"Hello uncle, we are students of Primary 9, and our class teacher is Teacher Yang Lili." The child in the lead said seriously: "We are here to visit Teacher Yang and thank you."

Zheng Ren smiled and touched the child's head, saying, "No, this is all right."

At this time, the adult who followed the children walked to Zheng Ren, bowed, and said politely: "Doctor Zheng, it was the strong request of the children, and we have no choice but to disturb you. If you have any wickedness, please forgive me."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Zheng Ren was a little panicked.

Faced with this kind of scene, Zheng Ren didn't know how to deal with it at all and was at a loss.

Su Yunze stood behind Zheng Ren and looked at the joke with a smile.

"Teacher Yang's condition has gradually improved in a few days. We will visit her again. This is Dr. Zheng, who gave Teacher Yang a second life. What do you do?"

The child who looked slightly older in the lead should be the class monitor. She looked serious and said to her classmates: "The whole class of two years, stand at attention!"

The children quickly stood in a small square array like they were doing exercises during class.

The squad leader turned around, and although he tried his best to act like an adult, he still had a slight voice.

"Doctor Zheng, all students in Class 1, Year 2, No. 9 Primary School, City, will express your sincere thanks to you." As she said that, she raised her right arm and gave a Young Pioneer salute.

More than thirty children behind him raised their arms almost at the same time.

It was not very uniform, but that sincere feeling was overflowing.
Chapter completed!