"Then you can take care of me for a while." Zheng Ren said.

"Go, go." Su Yun put out the cigarette, stuffed the lighter into the cigarette box, and handed it to Zheng Ren, saying, "Boss, you are a person who is proficient in TIPS surgery, and you still smoke Ziyun, isn't it embarrassing to throw it away?"

"You said, if I go to receive the Nobel Prize in the future, others will smoke cigars and I will smoke Ziyun. Wouldn't I be particularly handsome?" Zheng Ren smiled and turned around and left.

That... strange picture appeared in Su Yun's mind.

But it is indeed as Zheng Ren said, full of style.

Pretending to behave is essentially using contrast to enhance your charm. But it is best to be really good at it, because everyone is watching. The operating table is a cool place and a place to make a fool of yourself.

The key is that the boss is really good at it.

This guy, Su Yun shook his head, and his black hair was floating on his forehead.

...

...

Zheng Ren returned to the office of the emergency room. The professor had already left and was not waiting for Zheng Ren as Su Yun said.

Gao Shaojie was putting up a notebook on the desk in the corner and working hard day and night. Wang Qiang sat behind Gao Shaojie with a confused look on his face, already drowsy.

"Teacher Gao, are you busy? If you have any questions, let's quickly say that I'm waiting for me to go on duty." Zheng Ren entered the house and said hello first.

Today I am so busy that I am too lazy to play with implicit things. He rarely plays, but he is not as direct as today.

Gao Shaojie studied magnetic resonance diffusion images and was already immersed in his mind. He completely forgot where he was.

When I heard someone calling me, before I could hear the following words, I raised my head and looked unhappy.

But when he saw Zheng Ren, he was stunned for a moment and immediately stood up.

The movement was so violent that the chair hit Wang Qiang behind him, and Gao Shaojie was unaware of it.

"Mr. Zheng, you are back." Gao Shaojie's words were filled with infinite surprises.

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded, went directly to another computer, opened the screen, then clicked on the imaging workstation to find Lin Peisen's liver magnetic diffusion tablets.

"What do you don't understand? Tell me." Zheng Ren said.

Wang Qiang stood in the corner behind, gently rubbing his wrist that had been hit, looking bitter.

Gao Shaojie is studying nuclear magnetic dispersion, and Wang Qiang knows this.

Wang Qiang is also a professional, so how could he not understand magnetic diffusion? However, he was completely incomprehensible to use diffusion images to determine the relationship between the hepatic vein and the portal vein.

He was a little dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's attitude, but he could not complain.

No matter how young they are, they are just hospitalized, and they are young people who can undergo TIPS surgery. They are hospitalized men who can undergo TIPS surgery.

Thousands of words, as long as you can do TIPS surgery, it is...

Wang Qiang sighed in his heart, and looked at Teacher Gao, whose waist was bent down involuntarily, and felt even more indescribable.

How proud Teacher Gao is, he can’t tell when he first comes into contact.

But after being in contact for a long time, you will know that it is not arrogance, but arrogance.

And now, the iron bones have also turned into soft silk around the fingers.

Gao Shaojie bent down and stood beside Zheng Ren, staring at the screen tightly, holding a piece of A4 white paper in his right hand, which was full of things that needed to be consulted by Zheng Ren.

Wang Qiang was highly suspicious that at Gao Shaojie's age, if this posture lasted for an hour, would he be hospitalized directly because of the bulge of the lumbar disc?

He wanted to listen carefully to what Zheng Ren and Teacher Gao were saying, but they were full of professional terms in the direction of nuclear magnetic field. Wang Qiang even suspected that even Philips engineers came over and couldn't understand what Zheng Ren and Teacher Gao were saying.

It's just an operation, is it necessary to study it so deeply?

He looked at Gao Shaojie silently, and he could only see half of his face in the angle. The images on the screen were constantly switching, and the light reflected on Gao Shaojie's face was constantly changing.

So serious and so determined.

I must grit my teeth and persevere, and I must not give up such a good opportunity like Cheng Lixue, a coward.

Wang Qiang secretly cheered himself up in his heart.

If you don’t understand, you have to serve tea and water. Teacher Gao has learned it and teach yourself a little bit. Wang Qiang believes that Gao Shaojie will definitely not hide his own personalities.

It’s not because I have something special, but because I learn the process of TIPS surgery and accompany me throughout the process.

Thinking of this, Wang Qiang's face softened.

What a shitty annual meeting? Even Teacher Gao’s posture is so low, like a student, asking for advice seriously, can you hold on?

As time passed by bit by bit, Gao Shaojie's face became less and less confused and more excited.

Half an hour...

One hour...

"Just end here." Finally, Zheng Ren said: "Teacher Gao, you can refer to Lin Peisen's films. Tomorrow's surgical approach can be used as a reference for the first time."

"Yes, yes." Gao Shaojie said yes repeatedly.

"Then I'll go to the emergency room to be on duty. You can go back early to rest and have surgery tomorrow morning." Zheng Ren said.

Gao Shaojie straightened his waist at this time, and his lumbar spine made a creaking sound.

I'll go... my old waist, why did I forget it?

Wang Qiang hurriedly supported Gao Shaojie so that he would not fall down if he couldn't bear it.

"Mr. Zheng, I'll go back and think about it. I guess there are still people I don't understand tomorrow. I'll trouble you." Gao Shaojie held his waist with one hand and said respectfully.

"Nothing hassle." Zheng Ren glanced at Gao Shaojie and asked: "How many patients need TIPS surgery in the provincial capital?"

Gao Shaojie was still thinking about how to send an invitation to Zheng Ren.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Ren took the initiative to ask about this matter.

Opportunities cannot be missed. Gao Shaojie endured the pain in his back and quickly said: "Mr. Zheng, there are about 300 cases a year, which is definitely possible. But..."

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren stared at Gao Shaojie, "But what?"

Before he knew it, Zheng Ren's tone and the aura exuded on his body already had the smell of an old-school beef.

Gao Shaojie hurriedly said: "Mr. Zheng, I especially hope to invite you to the provincial capital for TIPS surgery. However, there may be some minor problems in terms of cost."

Zheng Ren has now started to have enough food and clothing, and has no idea about money. He is dedicated to how to complete the tasks given by the big pig's hooves.

Seeing Zheng Ren looking at him expressionlessly, Gao Shaojie felt a little guilty.

"Mr. Zheng, you also know that if I told the patients in the provincial capital that I would ask the professor from Haicheng to do the operation... I guess no one can stay." Gao Shaojie said the truth, "But in terms of costs, all the surgical fees will be given to you, and I can also apply to the hospital in the name of new technology."

"No." Zheng Ren shook his head and smiled, "No money, you just need to prepare the patients. Once, prepare ten units and I will pass by immediately. But the faster the time, the better."

After saying that, Zheng Ren turned around and left, "Teacher Gao, go back and have a good rest. I'm on duty at the emergency department."

Gao Shaojie was stunned.

If you make a flying knife, you don’t ask for money, then what else can you ask for?

Mr. Zheng also asked for time. Could it be that he wanted to do a huge scientific research and is now missing patients?
Chapter completed!