When they arrived at the Department of Interventional Medicine, there was no more small talk. Even Hu Hai quietened down. Zheng Ren began to look at the radiographic films.
Looking at Zheng Ren, who was standing in front of the radiographic film viewer and watching the radiographic films attentively, Liu Xiaojie was a little absent-minded.
The professor with sideburns beside her stood cautiously like a student. From his back, one could see a kind of respect from the bottom of his heart.
'This Boss Zheng does have something to say,' Liu Xiaojie thought to herself.
As they watched, they communicated. From time to time, the patient's family members would point at the door and whisper something.
Liu Xiaojie listened attentively. They were probably talking about how the professor who came today was a professor from the world's number one hospital and something like that.
There were also some words that could not be heard. For example, the doctor who looked at the radiographic films looked young, but that was because he knew how to take care of himself. In fact, he was already in his seventies.
No matter what it was, as long as it was spread out, even the person involved would not be able to tell what would happen in the end. Liu Xiaojie really wanted to ask the person who spoke how to take care of himself in his seventies to look like he was in his twenties.
Zheng Ren not only looked at the radiographic films but also looked at the results of various tests.
Gao Shaojie knew Zheng Ren's habits very well. All the tests were prepared. As long as Zheng Ren needed them, he would casually report the values without even looking at the test results.
Liu Xiaojie sighed with emotion. "So much preparation has been done." Even when she was an intern in the clinic and had to do ward rounds the next day, she would not memorize all the test results.
However, this Professor Gao was actually able to do this. It was obvious that he respected Boss Zheng more than anything else. It could even be said that he was in awe of him.
There were only six patients who had undergone TIPS surgery. Zheng Ren quickly finished reading the radiographic films and test results. Gao Shaojie's work was very meticulous. Zheng Ren had nothing to pick on. After looking at the patients and confirming that there were no mistakes, he sent the first patient to the surgery.
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Imperial Capital, 912, Department of Interventional Medicine.
Zheng Ren was not there. He had just returned from abroad. His hospital bed was empty, which was rare.
Chang Yue was walking around in boredom. From time to time, her eyes would glance at the patients walking around the corridor. She really wanted to grab one to chat with.
"I say, can you just sit quietly for a while?" Su Yun despised Chang Yue's actions. "If you have time, read some books and take the postgraduate exam. Undergraduate students have no future."
"Future?" Chang Yue turned around, pushed her glasses up, and looked at Su Yun seriously. "You're a man who drinks and plays games every day, and you're telling me about your future?"
"Hey, what do you mean by drinking?" Su Yun said unhappily.
"That's right, it's not drinking. If I hadn't stopped you last night, you would have drunk too much with that lousy alcohol tolerance of yours. "
"Not last night, but this morning, four hours ago." Su Yun corrected her seriously. "And I'm still far from drunk. Look at how sober I am now."
"In my opinion, you should read books when you have time. You're the rising star of the cardiothoracic surgery department in the Imperial Capital, but you're being suppressed by Chief Zheng. Don't you feel ashamed? "
"I have my own arrangements. It's none of your business." Su Yun curled his lips. At the same time, his phone rang.
He took out his phone, answered the call, and left in a hurry.
Chang Yue watched Su Yun change his clothes and leave the hospital. In the dozens of hours that Zheng Ren and Little Yiren were not around, she had drunk with Su Yun twice.
This guy was just a f * cking person who was waiting to die. Why was he talking to her about his future?
The salary of the Imperial Capital was quite high. She was very comfortable and very satisfied. This was the best future. What else did she need? Chang Yue believed that contentment was happiness and that there was no need for it at all.
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Su Yun changed his clothes and left the Imperial Capital Hospital in a hurry.
He did not take a car. He walked to the restaurant at the back and found the small restaurant that sold pig liver. He knocked on the door.
"Wait, wait, don't break the door." The short and fat boss wiped his hands with his apron and rushed over to open the door.
"Brother Yun, why are you so irritable?" The boss and Su Yun had become familiar with each other at some point in time. He called him Brother Yun very happily.
"Where's the thing?"
"I've packed it for you. Brother Yun, I personally watched you kill the pig and take out the liver this morning. Didn't you doctors say that you use mice for experiments? Why did you come to my place to get the liver? "
"You won't understand even if I tell you." Su Yun looked at the boss with a smile and said, "I might need some more in a few days. When the time comes, you can just name the price."
"Look at what you're saying. It's just a fresh pig liver. Why should I name the price?"
"I'm not buying it. I'm just in charge of introducing it. Anyway, it's an income. Do you want to earn it or not?" Su Yun took the plastic bag from a middle-aged man in his forties and said with a smile, "Old Zhang, your physique has become stronger again."
"Hehe." The middle-aged man smiled honestly. He touched the back of his head with his hand. There was still some blood on it.
Su Yun did not chat much with the boss and the waiter. He called a taxi with the fresh liver and went straight back to his home in the Golden Palm.
Erhei stuck out its tongue and pounced on Su Yun, kissing him affectionately.
"Be good. I'll cook the liver for you later." Su Yun patted Erhei's head.
Erhei seemed to understand Su Yun's words. He squatted on the ground and did not cause any trouble. Su Yun smiled and placed the pig liver on the chopping board. However, he did not take the kitchen knife. Instead, he took out the handle of the knife that Zheng Ren said was left alone for dissection from the bedroom. He also took out a blade and a pair of sterile gloves.
He lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, put on sterile gloves, and began to dissect.
"233 US dollars. It's really expensive," Su Yun said to himself.
It was not difficult to watch Zheng Ren dissect the liver. Su Yun was sure that he had seen all the details and knew how to do it.
Zheng Ren and Little Yiren ran back to Sea City. They were bored, so they could practice dissection.
Although he was sure that he had seen it and was enough to surpass most people, Su Yun did not dare to say that he was definitely better than Zheng Ren.
'That monster.' Su Yun curled his lips. He even knew how to be pretentious. Was this something a surgical dog should do?
After asking Chief Wang, he knew that Zheng Ren had not been idle when he went back. He had performed many surgeries. This guy only knew how to perform surgeries. He really did not know anything else. However, the surgery and dissection were done really well. Su Yun had a faint sense of crisis.
He had always been the object of admiration for others. Ever since he met Zheng Ren, he seemed to have become more and more accustomed to his strength. This was not right.
The strongest person should be himself. Su Yun narrowed his eyes, his head slightly tilted to the side, and the cigarette in his mouth. His hands were very steady, and the dissection was very delicate. Half of the fresh pig liver was dissected bit by bit.
It was not an ordinary dissection, but the kind of dissection that Zheng Ren had demonstrated in class.
If he only looked at the knife skills, even Zheng Ren would be a little surprised. This should be him doing dissection.
Who would have thought that Su Yun, who had never done a similar dissection before, was already close to Zheng Ren's level? 'I must surpass that guy,' Su Yun thought in his mind as he concentrated on the dissection.
Su Yun's movements were very gentle. His eyes unconsciously narrowed. The cigarette had already burned to the bottom, and not a trace of ash fell. It was steady, like his hands.
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