That Little Doctor Zheng … Zou Jiahua was a little puzzled when he thought of Zheng Ren, his honest face, and the inexplicable trust in his heart when he talked to him.
He never trusted anyone. This had always been his code of conduct.
But why did he have a vague sense of trust in Doctor Zheng? Zou Jiahua himself did not understand.
After changing into the hospital gown, Zou Jiahua walked out.
Su Yun was holding his phone in his hand. He was playing something.
"Do you treat all patients like this?" Zou Jiahua asked half-jokingly.
"No, I take care of you the most." Su Yun lowered his head, the black hair on his forehead fluttering in the wind.
"Huh?"
"Because I never accept patients for surgery," Su Yun said lazily.
Zou Jiahua was in a trance.
He personally came to pick him up. Was this the greatest care? The biggest was to look at him in a different light and look at him in a favorable light?
This …
Zou Jiahua smiled awkwardly. Young people were really full of vitality.
Zou Jiahua had seen many capable people and young people in his life. However, there were not many who had the ability to fight.
If he wanted to succeed, the basic qualities of each person were only one of the key points. As for the others … Zou Jiahua smiled.
He would suffer if he was so arrogant and domineering.
Lin Yuansheng followed closely behind Zou Jiahua, holding a silver-white first aid kit in his hand. There were all kinds of emergency medicine and rescue equipment inside. They were all the best in the world.
He did not understand why Mr. Zou wanted to perform surgery in the Imperial Capital in such a hurry.
In his opinion, the surgery could not be performed in Xiangjiang. If he had to do it, he would have to go to Mayo Medical Center.
As for the Imperial Capital, although it was a first-class level-three Grade A hospital in the mainland, its comprehensive quality was countless times worse than Mayo. There was no reason for him to choose to perform the surgery here.
However, Mr. Zou had already made up his mind and made a decision. Lin Yuansheng had nothing to say.
He was just a private health care doctor. It was enough to do his job and get a salary that matched his status.
…
They were silent all the way to the interventional surgery room. Su Yun stopped the others outside.
There was no security check here. The security chief beside Zou Jiahua was particularly worried.
However, because of the sudden incident, he had always wanted to do a checkup, but he was always rejected.
Zou Jiahua didn't really care. Who would ambush him now? In terms of life and death, the Tame Head Sorcery or Gu Poison that was nowhere to be found but was like maggots in one's bones was the real threat.
However, it was unrealistic to not let a single person enter. In the end, Lin Yuansheng, as the Zou family's personal doctor, follows them in with a first-aid kit.
After entering the operating room, Zou Jiahua asked with a smile, "Does Doctor Zheng really treat all patients equally?"
Vaguely, there was a hint of mockery, but those who were not very sensitive would not be able to detect it.
"The boss's patients are about the same." Su Yun did not care much. After changing his clothes, he brought Zou Jiahua into the operating theater.
Lin Yuansheng came to the console room. He first sized up the operating theater and the people in the console room.
There weren't many people. Two nurses, two doctors, and the foreigner who was said to be a German professor were chatting with Zheng Ren.
The machine was not the latest and could only be used. Lin Yuansheng was not arrogant, nor was he disdainful. He only gave the 912's interventional surgery room an objective evaluation.
It was not a professional cardiac interventional machine, but an ordinary blood vessel and internal organ interventional surgery room. This seemed a little unprofessional.
However, Lin Yuansheng was not picky. It was just that the machine was slightly different. For a Nobel Prize candidate, it was not a problem at all.
If he were to nitpick on this point, he would appear too unprofessional.
He placed the first-aid kit in his hand in the most convenient position. Once there was a problem, he would be able to rush over immediately.
Seeing Zou Jiahua come in, Zheng Ren stopped the conversation.
Zou Jiahua followed Su Yun's instructions and lay down on the operating table.
The bed was cold and very hard. Zou Jiahua's heart suddenly started to panic.
He had been forcing himself to remain calm, but at this moment, he finally panicked.
He did not need a mask to block others, including his children, from coveting his thoughts. He faced life and death head-on.
Zou Jiahua's heart rate suddenly accelerated.
Where was Doctor Zheng?
Zou Jiahua thought in a panic. Did he not need to comfort the patient's emotions before the surgery? Besides, he was not an ordinary patient. Why didn't he comfort him?
Even if he did not comfort him, it would be good to say a few words.
However …
Only a petite figure was busy. Not far away, the sound of water could be heard from another room.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. The person seemed to be humming a song.
"Boss, do you want to play music today?"
"It's just a few minutes of work. No need." Zheng Ren's deep voice echoed in Zou Jiahua's ears like a bass.
In front of him on the right.
Zou Jiahua looked at the shadowless lamp that was not turned on. His heart skipped a beat. He tried to tilt his head and saw Zheng Ren in front of the film viewer, looking at his films.
"Patient, don't move!" an elegant but charming voice said.
"It'll be done soon. Don't be nervous," Xie Yiren said as she worked.
"What's your name?" Zou Jiahua tried to talk to calm his uneasy emotions.
"Relax. You can take a nap too," Xie Yiren said with a smile.
Sleep …
As soon as these two words came out, Zou Jiahua felt his heart stop beating.
"It's okay. Patients who undergo surgery for the first time are very nervous," Xie Yiren said. "It won't hurt, and you won't feel anything special. You just need to relax. The more nervous you are, the more likely it is to go wrong."
"Oh," Zou Jiahua replied reluctantly.
Zou Jiahua was basically immune to this level of comfort.
There were all kinds of tricks in business negotiations. Zou Jiahua was a master of psychological cues and micro-expressions.
"Yiren, the kung pao chicken you ordered just now tastes good. Which shop is it from?" Su Yun finished washing his hands and came in to disinfect.
The cold iodophor gauze fell on Zou Jiahua's neck, making him shiver.
The cold feeling was like the edge of a knife. For a moment, Zou Jiahua even thought he was dead.
Moreover, from Su Yun's words, Zou Jiahua had an absurd illusion that he was not as important as a kung pao chicken from a roadside shop.
"It's delicious, right?" Xie Yiren was very happy. "I don't have time today. When I have time, let's go eat together. Sister Yue and I went once. The shop isn't big and looks a little dirty, but the taste is amazing. "
Was this the world? Zou Jiahua was in a trance. It was like a dream.
People lived, people died, people laughed, and people cried.
All kinds of things in the secular world appeared in Zou Jiahua's mind. Many scenes in his life were so vivid.
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