Director Sun and Zheng Ren decided on the second phase of the patient's surgery tomorrow morning, and turned around and left. The red envelope was very affordable.

Back in the locker room, Zheng Ren did not rush to change his clothes, but came to the small smoking room and lit half of the purple cloud.

After taking a deep breath, my whole body became a little more energetic.

There are too many things and too few people, so I am tired of running around every day.

This is the basic living conditions of almost all doctors who are motivated in their hearts, and Zheng Ren has a little more advantage than them - Xie Yiren will not quarrel with Zheng Ren because she has less time to get together.

Generally, doctors in their thirties basically work 8-10 hours a day. In addition to the necessary "waste" of maintaining physiological functions, they also need to take time to study, advance, and engage in scientific research.

When I got home, those who had no children could be better. I could accompany my wife to go out to watch a movie and have a meal every now and then. If there was a child, it would be a pity.

Everyone is the same.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ren was a little worried.

Xie Yiren’s birthday is a big event. Zheng Ren also knows it without Su Yun’s advice.

What should I do? I only have one idea in my mind, but I can't refine it. It's hard to say whether it can be done or not.

After taking a look at WeChat, Cui Heming left a message, and the person he helped to find had already boarded the plane. Zheng Ren quickly sent a message to Feng Xuhui, forwarding the ticket to Feng Xuhui, asking him to help pick up the plane.

In the afternoon, there will be three preoperative explanations...

Zheng Ren can't leave at all.

After smoking half a cigarette, Zheng Ren sighed. I hope he won’t be busy tonight and must ask Xiao Yiren to go out for dinner.

It’s so busy that it makes people collapse. Zheng Ren misses the quiet time with Xie Yiren.

...

...

The imperial capital, somewhere.

Director Kong sat upright with his hands on his knees, as if he was back to the time when he had just joined the army more than 20 years ago.

The president of the hospital's university, the vice president in charge of clinical work, and a few core relevant people were doing it quietly.

A middle-aged man in his forties, looking smart and capable, was watching carefully with information in his hand.

He had watched for twenty minutes, but everyone present was not impatient at all, just sat upright.

After a long time, the middle-aged man looked up and asked: "The political review result is very good, and now it seems that there is no problem."

Director Kong's expression on his face relaxed a little.

"Is it just that the new surgery is mature?" the man asked.

"Because it is a new procedure, there are not enough patients undergoing the surgery, but I think it is more mature." Director Kong was still a little nervous when he said this.

In any case, this is using his own face to guarantee Zheng Ren.

If you succeed, you will naturally benefit yourself.

If not, you still have to take responsibility.

Middle-aged man pondered.

"Yesterday, when my colleagues in the health care group discussed a group discussion, I mentioned similar issues." Director Kong said: "A German professor who had conducted related surgery research in Magic City before is now in Haicheng and is studying related surgery with Dr. Zheng Ren and Zheng."

"According to the information from Dr. Zheng's assistant, the second surgery was provided by the patient by this German professor. The surgery was very successful and it was a teaching operation." Director Kong said slowly.

This is also the source of his confidence.

Professor Rudolf Wagner, that is a big banner in the academic world.

Even he went to Haicheng, and the chances of problems in the operation were really not high.

The middle-aged man continued to remain silent. He looked at Director Kong, cherishing his words as precious as gold.

"After discussions and collective decisions, I believe that the operation can be performed," Director Kong said at last.

This is the most critical sentence.

The middle-aged man nodded, without wasting time, stood up and said, "Then I'll report."

The atmosphere was relieved by sending him away.

The dean is already very old, nearly sixty years old, with gray hair.

But his waist was straight and straight, and it didn't change much from his youth.

Some habits are immersed in the depths of the soul.

"Director Kong, are the opinions of the comrades in the health care group unified?" After the meeting, President Yan called Director Kong to his office, and was also Vice President Yuan, who was in charge of clinical work.

"There was no unity at the beginning." Director Kong told the truth.

There was something in this sentence. The two deans sat down, and the secretary made three cups of tea and placed it in front of the three of them.

"Some new trends in Haicheng have recently. When facing opposition, I talked about these trends. Later, everyone unified their understanding and decided that Dr. Zheng would take the lead in the surgery." Director Kong said.

President Yan suddenly became interested, but there was no emotional expression on his face. He just picked up the teacup and used the lid to sweep the misty water vapor.

He did not rush to drink tea, but smelled the tea fragrance.

"I am old and I don't like many things. Drinking tea is my only hobby." President Yan said lightly.

When Director Kong heard this, he immediately sat upright with a serious expression.

With his understanding of Dean Yan, he was afraid that he was proud of himself, so he sold a small amount of cover, which made the Dean unhappy.

"After returning to Haicheng, Dr. Zheng began to research the new TIPS surgery, and the paper will be published in the latest issue of the New?England? Journal?of?Medicine."

"Oh? It's great to have the best magazines on papers at such a young age." Dean Yan nodded and took a sip of tea.

"This is just the beginning," said Director Kong. "Study with Dr. Zheng... or as an assistant to the research work, Professor Rudolph Wagner of the University Medical Center of Heidelberg. Professor is a top scientific and technological talent in the field of intervention and is reported to be working to submit the new TIPS surgery to the Nobel Prize for Medical Review next year."

"Hmm?" President Yan and President Yuan both stopped moving.

It’s easy to say that publishing papers cannot attract the attention of two chief and vice presidents of top tertiary hospitals in the country.

But the Nobel Prize...

This is a big deal!

Even if he cannot be awarded the Nobel Prize in Medicine, his identity as a candidate is worthy of attention.

No wonder the comrades in the health care group agreed collectively.

"Director Kong, what do you think?" Dean Yan thought of countless things in an instant, but he didn't say anything, just staring at Director Kong with implicit eyes.

"My idea is that talents like Dr. Zheng must stay in our hospital." Director Kong said firmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt that his tone seemed to be a problem, so he repeated it, "It must be kept in our hospital!"

"Well..." Dean Yan pondered.

President Yuan smiled and said, "It's the little doctor who rescued Fang Lin."

Director Kong nodded.

"That young man is good, I think it's OK." Dean Yuan nodded.

"Yes." President Yan pondered for a few seconds before he said happily.

In the hands of the president, he did not nod, neither Director Kong nor President Yuan were busy.

President Yan also knew that Director Kong took the opportunity to report this matter to himself.

However, it is unlikely that he will not agree. After all, he is a candidate for the Nobel Prize. The little guy will soar into the sky in the future and may not be able to win over it.

At this moment, meeting in the end is a good opportunity.

Director Kong did not feel relaxed because of the consent of the president. He frowned, as if something was difficult to say.

"Director Kong, just say anything if you have anything to do." President Yan didn't understand. Director Kong is not the person who hides this kind of thing. What's wrong with this today?

"Director Yan, when Dr. Zheng first completed the interventional embolization of the prostate, I asked him if he wanted to come to our hospital, but Dr. Zheng did not agree."

Well? A doctor from a municipal hospital should not refuse the call of the top tertiary hospitals in the country.

What's the problem? Is it a salary or a position?

President Yan and President Yuan looked at Director Kong and waited for the following article.

"I was also very surprised. Then I sent Professor Rudolf Wagner to Haicheng. The director of the emergency department of Haicheng First Hospital is an old doctor who went down from our army. He was the director of the ward of the military high-ranking officials. He and Dr. Zheng have a close relationship with him, and are like father and son." Director Kong said slowly.

"Director Old Pan is determined to improve the level of emergency department in Haicheng and protect local construction." Director Kong said, "I later inquired about some related situations. Dr. Zheng refused my invitation, probably for Comrade Old Pan."

"It's interesting, it's ours." Dean Yan nodded, crossed his hands and his thumbs around each other.

He recognized the reasons why Director Kong analyzed it very much.

Everyone who goes out of the army is the same and always wants to do something, such as supporting local construction and other hard work.

Society is becoming more and more impetuous, and soldiers cannot.

Unexpectedly, a young doctor in his thirties gave up the opportunity to come to the imperial capital for the sake of the "unrealistic" idea of ​​supporting local construction in the old comrades. This is commendable.

"What do you think?" Vice President Yuan asked Director Kong.

"At first I thought, the forced melon is not sweet." Director Kong said: "Since Xiao Zheng has this idea, it is also the hard work of our old comrades in the army."

As he said that, Director Kong smiled bitterly.

"The most important thing is that Director Pan is old and can't work for a few years. I thought that it would be too late to mention this matter when Director Pan completely retreated.

Unexpectedly, he grew up too fast. He only had to compete for the Nobel Prize in a few months. If he didn't take action, the difficulty would increase by a factor of magnitude in the future."

"Yeah." Dean Yan narrowed his eyes and looked like he was asleep. However, under the desk that others could not see, his thumbs were circling faster and faster.

"I have some ideas and big moves, such as the hospital discharged from the hospital and acquired Haicheng First Hospital." Director Kong said.

"Impossible." Sure enough, this idea was directly denied by Vice President Yuan.

"Then we can only send people to support local construction." Director Kong thought for a long time and finally threw out this opinion.

Hearing this opinion, the eyes of both deans lit up.
Chapter completed!