"Mr. Zheng, you know about this, too." Dean Zhang sighed, looking bitter, "No one dares to provoke him after that. You said, we have no place to reason about this matter."

Dean Zhang is telling the truth, and Zheng Ren has encountered a similar thing once.

The traffic accident, Anonymous, was sent to the General Surgery Department for emergency treatment. After the rescue was successful, the driver was also very poor and was sentenced to the sentence and could not afford the money.

The bonus for the first general surgery subject has been zeroed for three consecutive months.

Although there were complaints, no one said that people should not be saved. The injured person had two daughters at home, and after seeing him once, he could no longer see him.

The medical staff took turns to get food for him. After fifteen days, they should have been discharged from the hospital, but the injured refused to be discharged. They said that there were too many three patients in one ward and they asked to live in a single room.

Anyway, Zheng Ren had no choice at that time.

Fortunately, the injured person's creditor came to collect the debt. On a dark and windy night, the injured person quietly disappeared.

Dean Zhang looked at the messy crowd not far away and felt depressed. He wanted to take Zheng Ren in, but was afraid that the homeless man would not let go by holding Professor Rudolph Wagner's thigh.

If that's the case... it's really embarrassing to my grandma's house.

"Later, he directly occupied a storage room in the ward and used it as his own bedroom. He went to the cafeteria to get food every day, and did not spend money, but he was also picky."

"..." Zheng Ren shook his head.

"The person who contracted the canteen was the brother-in-law of the former dean. He was once a social person and had tattoos all over his body." Seeing that Zheng Ren was willing to listen, Dean Zhang kept nagging and pretending it was to relieve the pressure.

While talking, thinking about the solution.

"It doesn't count for eating and drinking for free. He was a little dissatisfied and cursed. The dean's brother-in-law made a few ruthless calls, but he didn't dare to touch him."

Zheng Ren knew that this was the type of person who was afraid of getting dirty when he hit him.

As he said that, through the crowd, Zheng Ren saw an old man who should be in his sixties standing in good spirits at the gate of the inpatient department and shouting.

All kinds of dirty words are not the same.

He was so energetic, and Zheng Ren felt that he could live another five hundred years.

"What's the reason for this time?" Zheng Ren asked.

"He said the storage room was too small and he couldn't stretch his legs, so he wanted to have a room in the employee dormitory." Dean Zhang said helplessly.

“…”

There is no such thing as contentment in the world.

It was a good thing, the hospital was free of charge, voluntarily admitted, the patient was cured, and then a banner was given to the media to promote it, and everyone felt positive energy.

But when this homeless man makes a fuss, it changes its taste. Moreover, the media seems not interested in all positive things, and of course this has something to do with the audience of reading.

After all, good things don’t go out, bad things spread thousands of miles?

In theory, such a homeless man should have been under the jurisdiction of the civil affairs department.

But whenever it appears, no one will come to deal with it.

If you call the police... the police comrades are also tired of this. Your hospital is afraid that your hands will be dirty, so the police station is not afraid?

In short, if you encounter such a thing, you will definitely not be able to find it... Forget it, since things are like this, it will be better to get used to it.

President Zhang grabbed Zheng Ren's arm and smiled apologized, "Mr. Zheng, let's go here."

As he said that, he took Zheng Ren, Professor and others around a big circle and walked to the back door of the inpatient department.

Because Feng Xuhui was carrying two trolley boxes, he walked a little slowly. President Zhang took the initiative to help Feng Xuhui carry a box.

He also felt a little embarrassed, and asked Feng Xuhui and Changfeng's minimally invasive things while walking.

He was in charge of the procurement of consumables in the Second Hospital of the Municipal Hospital. When he asked Feng Xuhui at this time, he also had the intention to show kindness to Zheng Ren.

Walking quietly into the inpatient department from the back door, it was like a thief.

After entering the elevator, Dean Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"By the way, Mr. Zheng, I have something to ask you." Dean Zhang was in a stable mood, and then he remembered another thing and asked.

"What's the matter?"

"Director Cheng is in a very abnormal mood these days. What's wrong?" Director Zhang asked carefully.

"I don't know what's wrong with him." Zheng Ren was also helpless.

Director Cheng? Who is that?

"Director Cheng Lixue, I volunteered to go to your place to learn TIPS surgery." Seeing Zheng Ren's face was confused, Dean Zhang speculated that maybe Zheng Ren didn't know, so he explained.

Oh, it's him.

Only then did Zheng Ren remember the person he came to the First Hospital of the City to find him with a movie a few days ago.

What did I do if I didn't do him? Dean Zhang said that if I couldn't learn it, I would suck him hard. I didn't have the habit of beating people. Director Cheng appeared once and told him to learn about magnetic diffusion, and then I never saw anyone.

What can he do?

Seeing Zheng Ren looking puzzled, President Zhang said, "Director Cheng has been depressed after returning from the First Hospital of the City. He has not been at work these days. He called and said he was sick."

He glanced at Zheng Ren, and saw that there was no abnormality, he continued, "I think TIPS surgery is too difficult to learn, which makes Director Cheng very depressed?"

"No, I haven't taught him how to do TIPS surgery yet." Zheng Ren was also very confused. "I remember I just asked him a few terms for magnetic diffusion, and he didn't understand anything. This is the most basic. If I don't understand, I can't continue. I asked him to supplement the most basic knowledge and didn't say anything else."

Zheng Ren spread his hands and said that he was innocent.

Professor Rudolf Wagner glanced at Dean Zhang and said, "You are so unreliable to do things. You must have a foundation when sending people to learn new technologies. You can't help but have a chance."

Dean Zhang was very angry and then he understood what was going on.

Although he didn't understand why Professor Zheng Ren and Rudolph Wagner wanted to study the diffusion of the liver. However, if someone does a good job of the surgery, it will definitely make sense to see it.

It’s not that Professor Rudolph Wagner said it’s so ugly. This old man is so stupid.

Cheng Lixue had paranoia for persecution and thought Zheng Ren was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him.

Dean Zhang felt disgusted. Old Cheng was so old that he had lived to a dog.

Mr. Zheng did a TIPS surgery so beautifully. Even a German professor followed him as an assistant. Who has the skills to make you difficult?

Do you think the director of the interventional department of the Second Hospital is too old?

Nonsense!

Stubborn!

It seems that the interventional department is just right. Put some pressure on him to avoid eating all day long and waiting for death.

If you really can't help it, that boy Wang Qiang looks good.

"Mr. Zheng, you'd better go and see the patient first." Dean Zhang said with a wry smile.

"Yes. Time is a bit rushed, but that's all." Zheng Ren felt a little embarrassed, "If I don't check the room in the morning, I feel uncomfortable all over. So I'll go to check the room at around 7 o'clock in the morning and then come over."

"It's okay, please ask the professor to have surgery. There is still afternoon and evening." Dean Zhang waved his hand without any mind.

After seeing the patient, it took Zheng Ren more than half an hour to go to the operating room to prepare for the operation.

Zheng Ren did not perform recyclable stent removal from the previous group of patients first, but did TIPS surgery first.

After all, he was particularly concerned about the reward given by the second phase of the task issued by the system.

If the interventional surgery success rate is +2, the surgery to recover the stent will be safer.

When I came on stage, the patient was already lying down and everything was ready.

As usual, Professor Rudolf Wagner began to disinfect and lay out sterile sheets. Zheng Ren stood in front of the video reading device, checked the patient's identity information, and for the last time he was virtualized in his mind.

A few minutes later, Professor Rudolph Wagner finished disinfecting and called Zheng Ren to take the stage.

The operation went smoothly, with less than 30 minutes.

When the guide wire was taken out and the professor began to press and stop bleeding, a prompt sound of "Ding Dong~" came to Zheng Ren's ear.

[Main mission: The second phase of the crown is completed.

Task content: Completed 10 TIPS surgeries, with a required completion rate of 100%. The current progress is 10/10.

Task reward: intervention success rate +2, experience value 100,000 points, and 3,000 cases of frequent ablation surgery experience.

Mission time: 8 days and 23 hours, remaining mission time: 21 days and 1 hour.]

The massive task rewards, whether it is the 3,000 surgical experience of radiofrequency ablation or the remaining surgical training time, made Zheng Ren happy.

Zheng Ren still doesn’t know what the success rate of interventional surgery is +2.

Like the lucky value +8, the big pig's hooves did not explain the meaning of the passive attribute, so Zheng Ren could only explore it by himself.

The first patient was successfully sent back to the ward, while the second patient was already lying on the operating table.

Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolph Wagner were like machines, starting to repeat almost the same process.

According to the film of the magnetic diffusion image, Zheng Ren successfully sent the puncture needle to the position. The professor grasped the direction and Zheng Ren pulled the button.

The puncture was successful.

Zheng Ren was a little confused and did not understand the benefits of success rate +2 at all.

However, the moment the operation was completed, Zheng Ren raised his eyes and looked at the completion of the operation in the upper right corner of his vision.
To be continued...