"There's something wrong with the fundus artery. Why would he want to see you?" Chief Chu was puzzled.
"It's about Lin Jiaojiao. I have to go back even if I don't want to," Chief Kong said helplessly.
"Is it about Lin Jiaojiao?" Su Yun asked suddenly.
"Yes, it's her. She used to be a nurse in our department. Due to her skills, she was transferred to the pediatrics department when there was a shortage of skilled nurses. She didn't expect to receive a scalp needle in less than two days. Because the child was crying, the family gave her a cerebral hemorrhage.
After that, she resigned and went into cosmetic surgery, "Chief Kong said. "Now, Lin Jiaojiao is the owner of Yimei, the largest cosmetic surgery hospital in the country."
"Boss Zheng, what did I say? Open a pet hospital. I promise it will become the largest pet hospital in the country within five years. We'll have branches all over the country. You just have to sit at home and count the money every day, "Su Yun said seriously.
Zheng Ren did not listen to Su Yun. When he saw Chief Kong getting dressed, he asked, "Chief Kong, you've been drinking. Can you perform the surgery?"
Chief Kong's heart skipped a beat. There was no need for him to perform the surgery. All he had to do was observe the surgery and give his own judgment.
However … Zheng Ren was a strong and capable worker. Would it be a waste to leave him here?
"Little Zheng, will you go back with us?" Chief Kong asked tentatively.
It was already very late.
Zheng Ren was a doctor from another hospital, so it was inappropriate for him to attend to an emergency at this late hour.
"Sure." Zheng Ren was happy.
Instead of sitting here and eating, it was better to go back and see if there was a chance for surgery.
Eating was really boring.
"Let's go then." Chief Chu waved his hand and said, "I'll send you back to the hospital first. I'll go home. I won't be needed here."
Song Ying sent them off respectfully. He whispered a few words to Chief Chu and decided to go to the hospital for a checkup the next day.
Feng Xuhui stared at the stairs until he was dazzled.
Ever since Zheng Ren came to Imperial Capital, Feng Xuhui realized that his understanding of Chief Zheng was' renewed 'every day.
Zheng Ren was like a rich mine, surprising him every day.
Subconsciously, Feng Xuhui's grip tightened. He vaguely felt that Zheng Ren could change his career.
He stood in the hall and waited anxiously for Zheng Ren and the others to leave. He was even prepared to keep watch until the next morning.
He did not expect Zheng Ren and the others to come down so early.
Feng Xuhui hurriedly greeted him and jogged to the front desk to pay the bill.
"It's on the house today," Song Ying walked over steadily and said gently.
"Yes, boss." The front desk manager revealed an ambiguous smile.
"Little Song, then I won't follow you anymore," Chief Chu said calmly, completely ignoring Feng Xuhui's existence.
A small sales manager like Feng Xuhui would not be able to catch the attention of the department heads. Those who dealt with the director were at least at the level of a district manager or above.
"…" Feng Xuhui collapsed.
He had waited for the whole night, but he couldn't even pay the bill?
Heavens, why was it so difficult to do something!
Feng Xuhui's heart was filled with sorrow.
"Manager Feng, thank you for your hard work." Zheng Ren walked over and said out of habit, "There's an emergency surgery here. I'll accompany Chief Kong to take a look. You go ahead."
Feng Xuhui was stunned for more than ten seconds. Was Chief Zheng not here for scientific research? Had he completed the procedures so quickly and been transferred to this top Class Three Grade A hospital in the country?
Otherwise, why would he be performing emergency surgery?
He was so lost, so confused, so helpless.
Feng Xuhui felt that his understanding of the world had been shattered by Zheng Ren again and again.
When he came to, Zheng Ren and the others were already in Chief Chu's car and driving away.
Feng Xuhui stood at the entrance of the hotel, confused.
Song Ying maintained his standard smile and watched Chief Chu's car leave. When the car disappeared into the night, he finally relaxed.
He reached out and the front desk manager immediately placed a cigarette in Song Ying's hand.
At that moment, he saw Feng Xuhui in the wind, his mind in a mess, not knowing what to do.
Song Ying smiled.
Song Ying was unwilling to give advice to young people.
No matter who it was, they had fought their way through mountains of blades and seas of blood. They needed to be alive, have strength, have tenacity, have …
There were too many things he needed. Why should he share the experience that he had gained through hardship with others?
However, there was a change in Song Ying's mood today.
As an experienced man, he could see that Zheng Ren's aura in front of the two department chiefs was not weak at all.
Young people nowadays were really amazing. He was so young and had already reached a higher level. Was there any doubt about his future?
When he saw Feng Xuhui's dumbfounded expression, he smiled and waved the cigarette in his hand.
"Huh?" Feng Xuhui was still in a daze and did not immediately understand Song Ying's meaning.
"Do you want a smoke?"
"Thank you," Feng Xuhui answered instinctively.
The front desk manager behind Song Ying handed him a cigarette.
"Young man, you made the right choice." Song Ying felt that the person in front of him was cute and silly. It reminded him of when he was young and wanted to give a few words of advice.
"Huh? My choice? "Feng Xuhui was still confused.
"Boss Zheng, you have a bright future." Song Ying looked in the direction of their departure and said, "You don't need to do anything. All you need to do is cling to Boss Zheng and you'll have food and water for the rest of your life. Maybe one day, you'll have a bright future. "
"…" Feng Xuhui was shocked.
Was it really possible? Life could not be that simple.
"May I know who you are …"
"I'm the boss here." Song Ying smiled. This young man was really lucky. Why was he in the mood to give him advice today?
"Hello, hello." Feng Xuhui nodded and bowed, taking out his business card from his pocket and handing it over with both hands respectfully.
However, Song Ying had already extinguished the cigarette between his fingers and turned to leave, not even looking at the business card in Feng Xuhui's hands.
Feng Xuhui maintained an awkward posture, not knowing what to do.
He had also heard that in order to succeed in society, one must have an immortal to guide them.
Was this what had happened to him today?
Immortal guidance? Was it referring to Chief Zheng?
After a long time, the cigarette between his fingers burned all the way to the tip of his finger. It was so hot that Feng Xuhui woke up from his daze.
Cling to Chief Zheng's thigh?
Feng Xuhui cried.
He wanted to cling to Chief Zheng, but Chief Zheng came and went in a Rolls-Royce Phantom, his clothes were branded, and his meals were free from the owner of a high-end hotel in the Imperial Capital …
What do I have to do in order to hug his thigh tightly …?
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