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Chapter 2145

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Director Lin's thought was natural, but it did not apply to Boss Zheng.

The meal after the surgery was rejected by Boss Zheng without hesitation.

The surgery was successful and the goal was achieved. Eating was a waste of time. With the excuse that there was still the Nobel Prize project, Zheng Ren left with his subordinates.

"Boss, it was like this at the cancer hospital last time. It's still the same this time," Su Yun complained in the car.

Zheng Ren did not care. He was happy that the surgery was done in a handsome manner. He had to stand on the balcony with his lover and share this good mood with her. He did not want to sit at the wine table and listen to boring people and boring words. He would be exhausted.

That would be a pity.

Looking at the boss sitting in the front row and looking ahead with an indifferent expression, Su Yun felt helpless.

"Boss, you're quite skilled in the surgery today."

"Yes, it's not that bad." Zheng Ren smiled.

He was not skilled to the extent that he had only done less than 20. This kind of surgery had extremely high requirements for operation. There was a threshold.

"What can the child do after the surgery?" Su Yun felt that it was really tiring to talk to a block of wood, especially after such an awesome surgery. After the surgery, he did not eat and did not see anyone. It was as if he was wearing silk clothes and walking in the night.

Life had become dull and boring.

People were different. It was so tiring to follow such a boss. Su Yun sighed softly and recalled the process of the surgery.

It did not seem difficult. He could do it next time.

Why not … find an opportunity to be knocked by the boss? No, other surgeries could be knocked, but this kind of intrauterine surgery must not be knocked.

If he moved slightly, the surgery would fail. There was no room for maneuver.

Su Yun was listless. He sat in the car and asked casually.

"No problem," Zheng Ren said. "In about four weeks of pregnancy and growth, I can basically recover."

"You're really confident. One look and I can tell that you don't know that strength can create miracles."

[They said they were going to write a love song …]

As he spoke, Zheng Ren's phone rang.

"Who is it? Is it the director looking for you to celebrate?" Su Yun asked with a chuckle.

"No, it's Zhang Weiyu from Zhangyi Restaurant." Zheng Ren shook his phone.

"Why is he looking for you again? Did you find fresh lamb? Or are you bringing someone to see a doctor? "

"I think someone is sick," Zheng Ren said casually and picked up the phone.

"Yes, it's me." Zheng Ren's voice was calm and heavy.

"Cerebral hemorrhage? I just got off the stage. Where are you? "

"Okay, I'll go take a look." After Zheng Ren said that, he hung up the phone.

"Why would an intracranial hemorrhage look for you? Do you think the neurosurgery department is a decoration?" Su Yun said disdainfully.

"No, I'm guessing that a few familiar chiefs were eating at the Pu Yi restaurant and coincidentally … That's not right." Zheng Ren frowned.

"Why are you talking so strangely? Is it because you did a good job in the surgery today that the dark side of your heart broke out? Or do you think you're awesome and that someone wants to harm you? "Su Yun asked.

"The patient had a cerebral hemorrhage half a year ago, and his blood pressure was not well controlled. The chief physicians talked about it during dinner." Zheng Ren said, "But it's a patient with high blood pressure, and from the sound of it, he's a foreign patient. Why would he call me?"

Although he was a little curious, Chief Wei was there after all, so he was not that resistant in his heart.

"Zheng Ren, you guys go ahead. I won't be joining you," Xie Yiren said.

"Uh …"

He immediately began to reflect on whether he had made a mistake today.

"Yiren, your persona is going to collapse," Su Yun said with a smile.

"Don't you think Sister Yue has been in a bad mood for the past few days?" Xie Yiren was a little worried.

"I think it's not bad," Su Yun said. "Is it a relative?"

"No, I think Sister Yue has been in a bad mood for the past few days. I don't see her usually laughing," Xie Yiren said. "I asked her, and she said she didn't know. She's just in a bad mood and wants to lose her temper."

Zheng Ren tried to recall Chang Yue's System panel. There was only a faint red color. She was subhealthy, so there should not be any major problems.

He did not care and did not ask Xie Yiren to send him home. He told her not to cook and just to order something to eat.

Xie Yiren drove back on her own. Su Yun said, "Boss, it's a big deal if you don't agree to eat! Eating is a big deal! "

"Uh …"

"Yiren has something to do today. What time is it? What's wrong with going out for a bite?" Su Yun said disdainfully. "Do you think women's and children's hospitals rarely use interventional radiology equipment? They're rich. "

"Rich?" Zheng Ren thought carefully but could not think of what they could use.

"Women's and children's hospitals are quite good at treating infertility. There's a sea of patients. Surgeries … They're not really surgeries. They're just examinations and fallopian tubes. That's all money! "Su Yun said." Little Feng doesn't know, but Hua Yingying definitely does. "

Zheng Ren thought about it and realized that Su Yun was right.

"Then next time something like this happens, I'll take a bite." Zheng Ren followed Su Yun's advice.

"That's right. This kind of meal is the most comfortable to eat. You sit in the middle and the hospital director has to sit on one side. Tell me if it's comfortable or not! "Su Yun held his phone in his hand and instilled the image in Zheng Ren's mind as he drove.

"There's nothing to be happy about," Zheng Ren said. "I think the moment I turn around and leave the stage is the happiest."

"Boss, women's and children's hospital is not bad." Su Yun found the car. "When you left the stage today, everyone was very convinced. They even applauded. It was quite ostentatious. "

"Really? Other hospitals … "Zheng Ren was about to say other hospitals when he was interrupted by Su Yun.

"Other hospitals? The First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University. After you did the bullet embolization, I heard that their chief followed the patient and avoided you. "

"I didn't notice." Zheng Ren's eyes were filled with mosaics. Who would pay attention to whether the mosaics were talking to him or sending the patient?

The surgery at the First Affiliated Hospital of Imperial Capital Medical University left Zheng Ren's impression of the patient with a dumbfounded face. After the surgery was completed, he did not feel anything at all. This was a very sense of accomplishment.

As for today at the Women's and Children's Hospital, Zheng Ren finally got to know two people — Director Chen and Chief Wang.

Before leaving, Chief Wang held Zheng Ren's hand tightly and repeatedly nagged that if he encountered similar patients in the future, he would have to ask Chief Zheng to come over.

Zheng Ren could feel the scorching heat coming from Chief Wang's hand.

He understood that as an old chief of obstetrics and gynecology who had been in the clinic for decades, he had seen many fetuses with congenital heart disease in his life.

In the past, when he saw it, he really had no choice but to watch the child die.

However, today's surgery made Chief Wang see a glimmer of hope.

Zheng Ren estimated that Chief Wang wanted to follow up on this' small 'postoperative patient. A series of examinations and follow-up visits would be indispensable when he was born.

The surgery was good. If the postoperative effect was good, the number of surgeries in the future would definitely not be a small amount.

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