Zhu Liangchen drove to the 912. After searching for half an hour, he finally found a parking space and parked the car in.
The next time he came, he would still use the car. Thinking of this, Zhu Liangchen was suddenly stunned and spat a few times.
Did he not think that it was embarrassing enough?
When he thought of Zheng Ren pointing fingers in front of him, Zhu Liangchen felt sad and very unhappy.
However, when he thought of how Boss Zheng did not know what was going on, the patient suddenly had a huge hemorrhage … Forget it, it was not a big deal to lose a little face. It was better to be an honest person.
His ambition had been turned into a pile of ashes without temperature by life and reality.
How could Zhu Liangchen not know the gap between him and Zheng Ren? However, he was not convinced in his heart. Everyone had the desire to be competitive, but it also depended on who they were with.
How was Zhou Chunyong? He dared to chase the department director all over the hospital with a kitchen knife. He was not convinced, but he still took it on. However, with Boss Zheng, it was really not something that could be solved just by being unconvinced.
As his imagination ran wild, he carried the radiographic films upstairs.
The atmosphere in the 912 today seemed to be a little wrong. There were a little more security guards, and the patients were all quiet. After entering the Inpatient Department, Zhu Liangchen discovered this.
Perhaps he was thinking too much. He did not take this small matter to heart. Instead, he continued upstairs and came to the Intervention Department.
As soon as he walked to the door, Zhu Liangchen was stunned.
The corridor was filled with dozens of people. All of them were well-behaved. They did not whisper to each other, nor did they walk around. They stood against the wall in their suits.
They were not security guards. Zhu Liangchen was the first to determine this. He looked tall and strong, but his stomach was also as big. Could such a person be a security guard?
Could it be that a big shot was treating a patient in the 912? No, definitely not. If there was, it would not be in the Inpatient Department in front, but in the back building.
Most of the people in suits and leather shoes were foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes. Zhu Liangchen was stunned. What was going on?
He tiptoed in and saw the doctors of the Intervention Department comforting the patients in the corridor and ward. They talked and chatted. In short, it was fine as long as they did not go and watch.
The door of the doctor's office, which was open most of the time, was closed. Zhu Liangchen tried to walk over to see what was going on.
Dr. Shen greeted him with a smile and whispered, "Director Zhu, why are you so free?"
"Look for Chief Kong to take a look at this radiographic film." Zhu Liangchen was also influenced by the environment. He lowered his voice and said, "Inside is …"
As he spoke, he looked at Professor Shen with a questioning gaze.
"Dr. Mehar from Sweden is here to consult Boss Zheng and perform the second-stage surgery. Aren't we watching the film now? Dean Yuan brought some people with him. "Chief Resident Shen said," You came at a bad time. Why don't you wait for a while? "
Zhu Lianchen was speechless.
Do I have to wait here like the others? These people were probably brought by Dr. Mehar … Wait, who is it?
"Dr. Mehar? Is it that Swedish cardiologist? "Zhu Liangchen asked.
"Yes," Prof Shen said. "A few years ago, he was invited by Fuwai University to give a lecture."
"…" Zhu Liangchen was stunned for a long time, speechless.
He was a leading figure in the treatment of heart diseases and had a pivotal position in the evaluation of the Nobel Prize in medicine and biology.
A few years ago, Fuwai Hospital invited people to give lectures, and it was said that they spent a lot of effort.
Zhu Liangchen also went to that class. After all, heart intervention and liver intervention had something in common. Stone from another mountain could be used to improve jade, so there was no harm in listening.
However, he did not expect that the old man on the altar would actually come to the human world and f * cking look for Boss Zheng to perform surgery …
Zhu Liangchen was immediately stunned.
If he forced himself to hold on at this time and continued to go against Boss Zheng, he would probably die without a burial place.
If it was a local doctor or chief physician, it would be fine. The Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery was one of the top three in the treatment of liver diseases in the country. If they did not call him for an academic conference, what face would they have?
These were all small matters. After all, with Boss Zheng, he could have one more insurance and fewer medical accidents.
He took a deep breath and suddenly thought of a problem. He grabbed Chief Resident Shen, who was about to go to another place to busy himself, and asked, "Is Dr. Mehar here to perform liver surgery?"
"It's heart surgery." Chief Resident Shen reacted for a moment before he understood what Zhu Liangchen was talking about. "It's said that all three coronary arteries were blocked last year. Boss Zheng went to Sweden and happened to be rescued, so he performed the surgery on the way."
On the way, damn it … Zhu Liangchen's heart was racing.
"But because the old man's blood coagulation mechanism has a problem, he has to perform surgery regularly and change the stent, so he rushed over." Chief Resident Shen smiled. "When I welcomed Dr. Mehar just now, I heard Brother Yun say it. I don't know if it's true or not."
Zhu Liangchen let go of Chief Resident Shen and stood at the door of the doctor's office.
Dr. Mehar, the leader of the global cardiology, was looking for Boss Zheng to perform surgery? He did not notice that when he thought of Zheng Ren in his heart, the way he addressed him had already changed from Zheng Ren to Boss Zheng.
If it was liver surgery, Zhu Liangchen could accept it. However, he had to perform a heart surgery. What was going on? Could it be that Boss Zheng's level of intervention was already so high?
Suddenly, he noticed that he was standing at the door of the office. If Director Yuan came out and saw him at a glance, what would he say?
Forget it, he should just stand at the back.
Carrying the radiographic films to the back of the line, Zhu Liangchen saw a few familiar faces along the way. Of course, he was only familiar with them, but they did not know him.
Looking at the people who used to be full of arrogance during lectures standing obediently by the wall, Zhu Liangchen's heart felt much more balanced. Although he stood at the end, so what?
What was the old saying?
The pot calling the kettle black.
However, this position was close to the bathroom, so it was indeed a little inconvenient.
Zhu Liangchen did not have a good solution. He just hoped that the time spent talking about the condition inside would not be too long.
He stood silently against the wall and waited. He regretted it in his heart. Why did he have to do this? These few days, Zhou Chunyong's reputation had been booming. He even wanted to use Boss Zheng's momentum to organize an academic conference.
When he heard this news, Zhu Liangchen did not care. He thought that it was an event organized by Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery to promote medical supplies. This kind of thing was too common, so he did not take it seriously.
Did they really think that just because the academic conference had the word 'international' written on it, it was really an international conference? Who would have thought that it was done by the high-level experts and scholars who came with Dr. Mehar?
F * ck, all of this should have belonged to him.
Zhu Liangchen suddenly thought of this, and his heart felt as if it was being pierced by needles.
It should have all been his, but he was really f * cking obsessed. He stood at the end of the line dejectedly, lost.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
