When Zheng Ren and Su Yun returned home, it was already late at night.
The technical equipment brought by Master Yan was very good. It was temporarily installed in Lin Jiaojiao's hospital. Zheng Ren used the rabbit to perform an experimental interventional surgery.
There was no feeling at all. Zheng Ren felt that his realm had been forcefully suppressed.
However, as long as he could move it from the operating theater to the outside, it would be a huge improvement!
Any revolutionary progress was accumulated bit by bit. The possibility of success in one fell swoop was not high.
The Industrial Revolution began with the invention of the reverberatory furnace by alchemists, and it took more than a hundred years of technological accumulation before it gradually began.
Some things could not be rushed.
"Boss, I have an idea," Su Yun said as he walked.
"Huh?"
"During the Turbulence project, when you were communicating with Dr. Olsen, there was a lazy man who stuck to the wall. Do you still remember?" Su Yun asked.
"I remember."
"I've been in contact with him recently. At first, my main purpose was to ask if there was any progress on our side of the Turbulence project. But that should be a secret, so I couldn't ask. "
"You shouldn't have asked. We're doctors. As doctors, it's enough to treat patients well," Zheng Ren said lightly.
"It has nothing to do with what you're talking about," Su Yun said disdainfully. "That person is a little interesting. I suspect that he has scholar syndrome."
"…"
This kind of disease was very rare, but the System panel did not give a diagnosis. If Su Yun's judgment was true, then the change in behavior like scholar syndrome was not considered a disease on the System's side.
"What do you want to say?" Zheng Ren asked.
"You talked about the feeling a few times. The technology that Chu Nu Aung Sai brought has a similar tactile project," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren stopped and began to think about Su Yun's words.
"Let's go," Su Yun said. "It's too difficult! I'll ask him to see if he can help me fuse the two technologies. "
Zheng Ren thought about it. The description was indeed very beautiful, but it was just a dream.
After that, the two of them were silent, each with their own thoughts. When they returned home, Xie Yiren and Chang Yue were already asleep. Only Blackie wagged its tail to pick up Zheng Ren and Su Yun.
They went upstairs and went to sleep. Tomorrow was another day.
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The next day was still the same. The community hospital made ward rounds and returned to the 912 to prepare for the surgery.
In the office, Liu Zewei touched his bald head and was telling a doctor who was in training about what to pay attention to.
He stood up as soon as they entered the room.
"Boss Zheng, my side …" Liu Zewei felt a little embarrassed.
"Your matter is important. Hurry up and complete the handover. Go home and do your work. Remember to let us know when you become the chief. "Zheng Ren smiled gently." When are you leaving? "
"If there are no problems, let's do it tonight." Liu Zewei couldn't wait any longer.
Things like this could change if they were delayed.
It was possible that one night, or even one hour, would have a huge impact on the final outcome.
The gap between a department head and a group of professors was big enough for a person to walk a lifetime.
What was the point of turning from a boy to a man? Even turning from a man to an old man might not be enough.
Zheng Ren patted Liu Zewei's shoulder and smiled. "I'll bring you along for today's surgery."
Liu Zewei was still a little conflicted in his heart.
Before Gao Shaojie called him, Liu Zewei already knew that Chief Jin was seriously ill.
It was just that he had been struggling and hesitating.
On the Imperial Capital side, Boss Zheng's medical team was thriving with each passing day. It was clear that he had a bright future. But this was a long-term option, and the position of the director at home was a ripe fruit.
His previous hesitation was because Gao Shaojie had the right time, place, and people. After all, he was in the Imperial Capital. There were many things that could not be solved through the phone. He left immediately. If he offended Boss Zheng, he would not be able to see him in the future!
However, Gao Shaojie's phone call dispelled all of Liu Zewei's doubts.
Between the chief and Boss Zheng, Gao Shaojie gave Liu Zewei the right to choose.
Originally, Liu Zewei was worried that Boss Zheng would have any objections to him. However, after meeting him today, he was relieved.
Not only did Boss Zheng not have any objections, but he also wanted to give him a few more surgeries before he left.
Liu Zewei knew the weight of these words. He was silent and could only bow deeply.
Zheng Ren smiled. Just as he was about to say something to Old Liu, there was a knock on the door.
"Boss … Zheng."
Huh? The voice was very familiar.
Zheng Ren turned around and saw the top student from Harvard yesterday standing at the door. The mosaic on her face was relatively light. At least, Zheng Ren saw the swaying ponytail and had an impression of it.
"Lin Yuan, what's the matter?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Boss Zheng, is there a shortage of people in your medical team?" Lin Yuan tried her best to keep smiling.
This was a job search. It was the first time in her life that she was looking for a job.
"No." Su Yun sat on the chair and lowered her head to play with her phone. She refused directly with disdain.
Zheng Ren smiled.
"Aren't you a doctor from the Imperial Capital's oncology department? Why are you here? "Zheng Ren asked.
"Boss Zheng, Doctor Su, I just graduated from Harvard Medical School in the United States. I'm still looking for a job." Lin Yuan emphasized Harvard Medical School and her doctorate.
Normally, a doctorate graduate from Harvard Medical School would be a shocking title.
However, in the face of Boss Zheng, a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital, Lin Yuan did not have such confidence.
"I already said that there's no shortage of people. Is there a problem with your hearing?" Su Yun raised her head and blew. The black hair on her forehead fluttered in the wind, full of disdain.
Zheng Ren did not say anything. He casually found a place to sit down.
"Doctor Su, the rising star of the Imperial Capital's cardiothoracic surgery department." Lin Yuan was not angry. After doing her homework last night, she knew the basic situation of Boss Zheng's medical team.
As for the identity of the sarcastic assistant, she was also clear.
"Boss, this group of people who came back from the United States are all ungrounded," Su Yun explained to Zheng Ren. "They have a bad temper. As soon as they open their mouths, they talk about how our side is like. It's as if their diagnosis and surgical skills are really much higher than others."
"My skills are really very high," Lin Yuan said seriously.
"There's the boss and me. How can you stand here and say that your skills are high?" Su Yun said disdainfully.
"Doctor Su, it doesn't seem like you're the boss of this project." Lin Yuan began to be unhappy.
"I only perform surgeries and see the patients. Su Yun takes care of everything else." Zheng Ren was not very interested in this ponytailed crane.
Although she insisted that the patient's diagnosis was not lung cancer yesterday, she still had some skills.
However, just as Su Yun said, the medical team had him and Su Yun. There were not many flaws in their skills.
Even if Liu Zewei left, it would not touch the foundation.
There were many things that were not urgent. If they really found a person who asked questions everywhere, had high standards but low skills, did not do any work well, and caused trouble everywhere, it would be too late for regret.
"Yo, Little Lin is here." Department Chief Kong walked in with a smile.
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