When Zheng Ren went upstairs, Xie Yiren had already closed the bedroom door and told him to sleep in another room, and then there was no sound again.

Wash and lie down, Zheng Ren lies on the bed.

Although I feel a little regretful, I am more happy.

Thinking about the scenes tonight, Zheng Ren's eyes gradually closed and he fell asleep soon.

...

...

After dinner every day, President Qi of the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University walked slowly for an hour, went home to write calligraphy, then watched TV, and went to bed early.

People in their fifties should take care of their bodies. When they reach a certain age, living for a long time is the bottom line, and money and other things are not that important.

The same is true today. Dean Qi went to bed at around nine o'clock.

At 11:15, the phone ringtone rang.

In a quiet room, so harsh!

In order to avoid disturbing others, he only set a few phone calls to call in at night. President Qi suddenly sat up, and his first thought was a major social collective casualties!

It seems like I'm back two or three decades ago when I was still working in clinical work. The body was secreted with a large amount of dopamine and adrenaline, and the whole person was awake instantly.

Picking up the phone, Dean Qi's lover said something dissatisfiedly, turned around and fell asleep again.

He glanced at his cell phone and strangely, he turned out to be a classmate who only contacted him once or twice a year and worked in the United States.

Weird, what did he do when he calls? Will he be returning to China soon?

Due to the time difference, most of the contacts between these students are left through messages from chat software. After all, they are old and still understand the principle of not doing to others what they do not want others to do to others.

Call yourself at this time, something must be a big deal.

But after all, it was a cross-border call from the United States. Dean Qi felt that nothing would happen, so he answered the phone and tiptoed out of the bedroom.

Relax, the dopamine and adrenaline levels decrease, and the muscle tissues throughout the body feel a little uncomfortable.

"Old Wu, what's the matter?" Dean Qi's tone was a little impatient. He always wanted to express this unhappy.

"Lao Qi, have you read the new england journal of medicine?" He didn't seem to hear the displeasure in Dean Qi's tone and said excitedly.

"I can't get first-hand information in China."

"There is on the website!" said the side: "A newest paper on tips surgery, the first author is Chinese, and the second author is Professor Rudolph Wagner of Heidelberg University."

"Oh, although the new england journal of medicine is very strict, publishing one or two papers is nothing. Last year, our hospital published two papers..."

"No, no, Lao Qi, you misunderstood what I mean." Lao Wu said quickly: "You are not an interventionist, you don't know the value and significance of this paper.

According to what the paper says, using the nuclear magnetic dispersion positioning of the liver can make puncture easier. Lao Qi, do you know, this is subversive!"

President Qi was silent and his eyes narrowed.

He was guessing the meaning of his classmate calling.

"I just asked the people from the University Medical Center of Heidelberg. It is said that Professor Rudolph Wagner has been in China long ago. I asked someone to ask for it again. Professor Rudolph's assistant went there later, and the coordinates are there!"

"Huh?" Dean Qi frowned, "Am I here?"

"It's Dibei Province, so I don't know the specific details. However, the only one who can publish articles in the new england journal of medicine in Dibei Province is probably the only doctor in your hospital." Lao Wu said: "I owe you my favor. Please hurry up and ask if this matter is true or false. Why do I feel so unbelievable when I look at the paper?"

"..." President Qi was reflecting on his control over the hospital. Would he not know about such a big thing?

"Old Qi, I tell you that if there was no Professor Rudolph, I would definitely think this was an academic fraud. But the famous Professor Rudolph was only ranked second in the author, and I really couldn't understand it. Please hurry up and implement it, and I'll wait for your news."

Dean Qi was also very curious and agreed to hang up the phone.

He frowned and pondered, and intervened in the department. Who could do such a big deal with those people under him?

No, even if a German professor comes to China, he is in a private relationship, which is reasonable if he doesn't know. However, the institute will allocate funds for scientific research applications. Moreover, the provincial scientific research fund is also one of the judges and will not bypass myself.

This matter is strange.

President Qi picked up the phone and just dialed the phone number of Director Kejin, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Then he hung up Director Jin's phone number and found another call to call.

"Director Lin, a few days ago, you told me that there is a...where is the young doctor who is very high in his ability and has helped us solve a medical risk?" asked Dean Qi.

Director Lin was obviously a little tired and was still half asleep and half awake. He didn't recover for a while and was stunned for a moment.

"Director Lin, I'm asking you!" Director Qi's voice became a little cold, and his profound meaning turned into invisible electromagnetic transmission to Director Lin's ears, instantly condensed into frost, allowing Director Lin to wake up.

"Director!" Director Lin shivered, jumped up, and walked to the living room regardless of his lover's eyes. "It is Dr. Zheng Ren, the chief hospitalization in the emergency ward of Haicheng First Hospital."

"Am Is it involved?"

"yes!"

"The operation was done very well?" President Qi suddenly felt so bored. A young doctor from Haicheng could not have such a subversive...

Just as he was thinking, Director Lin’s voice came from his phone.

"The tips surgery was performed very well. Lao Gao from the interventional department invited him to teach in our hospital." Director Lin said.

Dean Qi was stunned.

Is it true? Teaching? Gao Shaojie? What is this guy doing? A doctor from Columbia University leads a group at the Affiliated Hospital of the Provincial Medical University and needs human education?

Countless questions flooded Dean Qi's mind, but he instantly understood and asked: "Is it really high?"

"Yes, that's why I suggest leaving him in our hospital." Director Lin smiled bitterly.

"Have you talked about this matter with Dr. Zheng?" Dean Qi asked: "If you don't have a talk, hurry up and talk, I'll approve the house."

A intuition told Dean Qi that the person Lao Wu mentioned should be the person Director Lin talked about to him.

If that's the case, what can I do if I give a house?

The funding for this year... is a bit tight, but it is not bad either. Besides, the procedures are very long, which is enough to verify the authenticity of things. If it is fake, just kick it away.

If it is true, hehe.

"Director Qi..." Then Director Lin's voice became hoarse.

"Um?"

"I said it."

"When will people come?"

"Mr. Zheng didn't agree to come here. When I went there, the director of the intervention department of the Imperial Capital 912 Hospital also went and dug him to the Imperial Capital."
Chapter completed!