Zheng Ren was like a stone, rippling in the pond in Haicheng.

As time goes by, the ripples gradually calm down.

A month later, even Professor Rudolph Wagner's phone number gradually decreased.

Another month has passed, and after the lunar calendar year, people's lives have returned to normal.

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In March, early morning, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, in a sanatorium around Yangcheng.

Zheng Ren is practicing Tai Chi.

This was learned from him after he came here. It is said that the guard was the direct descendant of Yangjiagou, and Zheng Ren didn't care much about the authenticity. Anyway, there was no emergency room every day, and he was bored, so it was always good to have some activities.

"It's so boring to come out with you." Su Yun lay on an old-fashioned rattan chair, with black hair floating on his forehead.

Zheng Ren ignored him. Tai Chi movements were straight and eye-catching, and the flowing water was flowing between the rise, the rise, the turn and the end.

"Like the old man, I go to bed at nine o'clock every day, get up at five o'clock in the morning, and I'm still playing Tai Chi." Su Yun said: "I'll leave today. Can you not be upset here? Do you think about how to explain to Xie Yiren when you go back, whether to kneel on the washboard or kneel on the pu."

When it comes to Xie Yiren, his movements like flowing water seemed to be cut off by an invisible knife, which was frozen for a moment, and Zheng Ren raised his energy and regained his momentum.

"Yiren won't be angry," said Zheng Ren.

After not working on night shift for several months, Zheng Ren's face looked much rosy and he was so energetic.

"Yohe, boss, you are really confident." Su Yun said.

"See you off at noon, and then we can go to the imperial capital." Zheng Ren asked.

"Well, Director Kong came a few days ago and said that the imperial capital was in his ward. He gave us ten beds. Boss, let me tell you that the ten beds in the imperial capital are worth at least 100 million." Su Yun said.

"Well. Are you crazy if you want your phone?" Zheng Ren smiled when he saw Su Yunbai's bored look.

"Fortunately, I was very uncomfortable at the beginning. I was so full of sleep that I just accompanied you for surgery all day long. I was so nauseous." Su Yun said, "I'm much better now, and I feel full of positive energy."

Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun's virtue and knew that whenever he left here, he would definitely live with his cell phone again.

"My phone must have exploded. I wonder how many girls left me a message. Guess how much information will be in your phone?" Su Yun lazily imagined the situation where the phone returned to his hand.

"I don't know." Zheng Ren didn't think about such a boring thing at all. After a while, he asked: "What should I eat for lunch?"

"Donkey meat." Su Yun said: "I specially found a chef who is best at making donkey meat from the military sub-district."

"oh."

"Don't you have such a calm expression? I'll tell you, donkey meat is really delicious when it is ready." Su Yun said: "Put a piece of donkey meat in your mouth. The most authentic way to eat it is to close your eyes and chew it thirty-six times. The donkey meat turns into soup, which is extremely delicious."

Zheng Ren ignored Su Yun's nagging at all. In his opinion, words such as chewing donkey meat thirty-six times were nonsense.

Just eat enough, and things like eating fine meat and fine meat do not exist at all in Zheng Ren.

Three months ago, I set out in Haicheng and reported to the imperial capital, and came to the south.

Because the health care team judged that the prostate intervention embolization studied by Zheng Renxin was not mature, it was required to improve it.

This extends the time for tasks.

But there was nothing we could do. Under the pressure of the system task, Zheng Ren twisted his neck and asked to undergo at least one hundred tips surgery while undergoing interventional embolization of the prostate.

Everything is highly confidential, even the patients are the same. The old directors of the health care team thought Zheng Ren was fighting for the Nobel Prize, so after repeated dissuasion, he still pinched his nose and accepted it.

After completing this task, Zheng Ren's interventional surgery success rate has increased by 6, and the lucky value has reached 12.

These eventually turned into the foundation for the successful completion of prostate interventional embolization.

The five-month surgical training time and millions of experience value made Zheng Ren transform into a nouveau riche.

In the days without emergency, Zheng Ren lived a fulfilling life. He just missed Xie Yiren every day, and everything was perfect.

"By the way, is Director Kong here to pick us up?" Zheng Ren asked.

"It should be here." Su Yun turned over, like a fried egg, changed the noodles and received the morning sunlight. "Take us here, and take us back."

"That's good."

"What's wrong? You're still afraid of getting lost without him?" Su Yun retorted on a daily basis.

"Save it to avoid looking at you on the plane. After watching it for a few months, I feel a little disgusted." Zheng Ren said.

Life is boring, and Zheng Ren's gradually got used to talking to Su Yun.

I took a look at the patient in the morning, explained the precautions to the doctor here, and made a handover.

At around ten o'clock, Director Kong came here. It was originally a big meal, but Zheng Ren was still absent-minded in eating.

Su Yun was also very moved by Zheng Ren's character.

Originally, he could have a closer relationship with the doctors on this side and kept it for future connections. But he always looked calm and made people have no way to get close to him.

At noon, after dinner, a car took Zheng Ren and Su Yun away.

Looking at the far away, Zheng Ren also felt a faint melancholy.

After all, I have lived for several months and lived a leisurely life of only surgery, no emergency room, no adrenaline, and dopamine secretion every day. This is the most comfortable time since Zheng Ren was in medicine.

Stay here.

"Boss Zheng, the surgical center prepared for you on the imperial capital is being approved, and the location is a little further away. You can make do with it in 912 first." Director Kong said.

"It's okay." Zheng Ren asked: "Have Yiren and the others gone?"

"I'll go after the New Year. Do nurses always have to prepare things first?" Director Kong said, "Su Yun proposed to transfer a doctor named Chang Yue."

"Director Kong, where is the mobile phone?" Su Yun asked anxiously with a scratching heart.

"I'll give you my message after entering the city. The signal here is not good." Director Kong said with a smile.

Everything is good, but it is particularly bad if you don’t have a cell phone and you can’t contact the outside world.

But Su Yun had no choice, and hoped to try to reduce such days in the future.

However, this is a special situation. Generally speaking, if you cut off communication with the outside world, it will be almost done in about a week.

Prostate interventional embolization is a new method. It took a lot of time to improve the new method. It is a special situation and this problem is probably not going to occur in the future.

The car did not enter the city, but drove directly to the airport along the ring line.

When he arrived at the airport, Zheng Ren took his phone back and turned on a series of WeChat prompts sounded, as dense as a series of bullets fired.

Looking at the increasing numbers on WeChat and the numbers of missed calls, Zheng Ren was stunned.

Before I could finish processing so much information on my phone, I called in.

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