The next morning, Zheng Ren arrived at the hospital and was surprised to see Song Ying standing at the entrance of the ward area, waiting for him.
If not for the morning sun shining in through the window, Zheng Ren would have thought he had transmigrated.
If that was the case, being trapped here for more than ten hours …
It seemed that he could learn countless things. He no longer had to worry about not being able to finish reading the books in the System library. If the System could reset the surgery time, he might even be able to understand the turbulence.
As Zheng Ren's thoughts ran wild, Song Ying walked over.
"Boss Zheng, thank you!" Song Ying said in a deep voice.
Zheng Ren was stunned when he thanked him first.
"You should be thanking me." Su Yun laughed and said, "I didn't finish all the wine in your wine cellar yesterday. You really have to thank me."
Song Ying smiled and said, "Doctor Su, you're joking. I couldn't hold it in yesterday and went straight to my boss's place after sending you home. "
"Oh?"
"Boss has oral ulcers for several years. One place is good, another place is bad, just like what you said, Boss Zheng. " Song Ying said, "You asked me to use a small suture needle or syringe needle to stab my boss. I found a suture needle and did as you said."
"And then?"
"Here's a photo. Take a look." Song Ying's expression was very relaxed. He said with a smile, "The needle test was positive. I asked around and it's Behcet's syndrome."
"Oh, Manager Song figured it out in one night?" Su Yun said with a smile.
"If you don't mind, just call me Brother Song." Song Ying looked at Su Yun seriously and said, "I didn't sleep all night. I looked for a few chief physicians and figured out the disease."
"It's good that you understand." Zheng Ren looked at the rice-shaped red papules in the photo on Song Ying's phone and was also very happy.
It was really worry-free to communicate with people like Song Ying, unlike the families of the two silly patients in the ward area.
He had mentioned it last night and this morning, in less than 24 hours, Song Ying had figured everything out.
No wonder Chief Meng, who Lin Jiaojiao wanted to bring to see a doctor, was just a rich man in the countryside in Song Ying's eyes.
To be able to fight for a bright future with his bare hands, he would not be able to do it without some ability.
"Boss Zheng, Doctor Su, thank you." Song Ying bowed deeply with sincerity.
"Brother Song, you're too kind." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "This is just a preliminary examination, and it's not a disease of our department. I suggest that you hurry up and bring him to the hospital for treatment. Otherwise, just the ulcers all over his body will be very uncomfortable. "
"Boss Zheng, are you busy this morning?" Zhou Chunyong's greeting came from behind.
"Alright." Song Ying nodded and turned around to leave without further ado.
When Zhou Chunyong saw Song Ying, he felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember. Because Zheng Ren was there, he did not think too much about it. He said with a smile on his face, "Boss Zheng, I came to pick you up early. I was really afraid that you would have to perform surgery again today, so I prepared 20 patients, and I didn't sleep well last night. "
Zheng Ren smiled.
It seemed that Zhou Chunyong was really looking forward to teaching surgeries. Even his words were a little incoherent.
"Chief Zhou, please wait for a moment. I'll go take a look at the postoperative patient," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
Zhou Chunyong quickly agreed. When he saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun walk into the department, he heaved a sigh of relief.
He was really afraid that Zheng Ren would have something to do today and not go for surgery.
From the level of anatomy, Doctor Su, who had given the lecture last time, was really good. However, the more this was the case, the more Zhou Chunyong looked forward to Zheng Ren's hemostatic forceps.
No matter how good Doctor Su was, he was only Boss Zheng's assistant. Zhou Chunyong did not have any thoughts of putting the cart before the horse. Everything was clear to him.
It was not that he was looking forward to being beaten up and had a tendency to be abused, but that he could really feel the huge improvement.
Zhou Chunyong had thought countless times about what it would be like if Boss Zheng attended that anatomy class.
Today, he came to the 912 with infinite anticipation and even a little panic.
He was afraid that Zheng Ren would not be able to go today.
It was not just about learning and improving on his own. They were all in the Imperial Capital. They would see each other often, and there were countless opportunities. However, if Boss Zheng did not go today, Zhou Chunyong was really worried that something big would happen.
A few days ago, the matter of Boss Zheng performing a live broadcast of Dr. Mehar's surgery caused a huge uproar in the city.
Not long after the surgery, the chief of the Circulatory Department came to look for him. When he heard that this side was connected to Boss Zheng, he forced Zhou Chunyong to contact Boss Zheng.
The Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Hospital was a specialized hospital. The Circulatory Department only served the surgery department. There was not much work to do with the preoperative evaluation and postoperative consultation.
However, the Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery Department had put in a lot of effort. They had invited Elder Lin, the retired chief of Fu Wai and the deputy chairman of the National Heart Circulation Committee, to take charge.
Zhou Chunyong did not even bother with ordinary chief physicians. However, Elder Lin was different. When he stomped his feet, the Imperial Capital's Sijiu City would follow suit.
Back then, he had given it to …
Forget it, it was good that Boss Zheng could go.
Back then, Elder Lin had studied abroad and had a relationship with Dr. Mehar. However, this time, the doctor was here to perform surgery, and it was a very risky surgery, so Elder Lin did not disturb him.
He only wanted him to invite Boss Zheng over today to sit for a while and watch a surgery.
This was Elder Lin's request. If he could not do it, he was afraid that his future days would be very difficult.
Now that everything was fine, he saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun's backs disappear before he picked up his phone.
"Did Manager Feng receive it?"
"Okay, go straight to the operating theater and wait."
This time, Zhou Chunyong really felt at ease.
He went through the process from the beginning and did not find any flaws. His heart returned to his stomach. It was not only Boss Zheng. Even the salesman from Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery was treated like a master by him. Boss Zheng had nothing to say this time, right?
Zhou Chunyong still had a sense of crisis.
The relationship between Chief Kong and Zhu Liangchen was not shallow. He knew it, and everyone in the circle knew it.
His method was similar to poaching people, and he was very happy to poach them. However, he was afraid that once Zhu Liangchen recovered, he would be protected. As long as he stood firm and took a beating, he would be in trouble.
Who asked him to have a good big brother?
Zhou Chunyong smiled awkwardly.
However, the more it was like this, the higher his fighting spirit became. Who do you think you are, Zhu Liangchen? How dare you fight with me! Relying on your Boss Kong, didn't I still succeed in poaching him?
Zhou Chunyong was proud of himself.
He waited quietly. Although Zheng Ren was not around, Zhou Chunyong also behaved as if Zheng Ren was right in front of him.
A gentleman should be careful. Zhou Chunyong practiced this saying.
If he wanted to kneel, he should kneel more thoroughly. It was meaningless to hide. One had to be a bachelor. Zhou Chunyong remembered this point.
He waited respectfully at the entrance of the ward. He did not look like the director of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Interventional Surgery in the Imperial Capital. Instead, he looked like a patient's family member.
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