Director Lin glanced at Elder Chang after the surgery. He recovered quite quickly.
If it were not for Boss Zheng's request to go to the ICU, Director Lin felt that he could have been transferred to a general ward and could go home after one or two days of observation.
After chatting with Elder Chang for a while, Director Lin repeated the story of Boss Zheng's three-hour surgery several times before leaving.
He changed his clothes and went home. A big deal had been settled. If it were not for the delay due to the equipment dealer, it would have been a very satisfying day.
Director Lin pondered. It seemed that he would have to ask Li Liang one day what was going on. He invited Boss Zheng to perform the surgery on his own territory, and in the end, they almost had an unhappy relationship. What was going on?!
Was Boss Zheng a person who lacked money? Lanke had been robbed of a few mountains, but he still had to smile and give money to Boss Zheng.
The future leader of the academic world had an unhappy relationship because of this trivial matter. The more Director Lin thought about it, the angrier he became. He would not look for Li Liang for this matter. He would have to talk to Secretary Yun tomorrow morning.
However, Director Lin put aside the matter in front of him for the time being and began to think about what his girl said.
Was he interested … Was he interested …
Boss Zheng wanted to launch an attack on cancer treatment. It would be a lie to say that he was not interested. The moment he heard the news, Director Lin wanted to set up a workstation for Boss Zheng in the cancer hospital. However, after thinking about it carefully, this was not practical.
Since the last century, countless medical companies had spent a lot of money on cancer treatment projects, but until now, there had been no definite results. When it came to spending money, it was a lot. Hundreds of millions or billions of yuan were thrown into it, but not even a splash was seen.
Domestic hospitals were responsible for their own profits and losses. Cancer hospitals were relatively well-off, but they were definitely not so well-off that they could take out hundreds of millions to launch such a big project. Besides, even if they gritted their teeth and took out a few hundred million yuan, it would be useless.
Boss Zheng … was really young and energetic. Director Lin thought of this word again.
Just rush up like this? Director Lin felt that this matter was really unreliable.
After thinking about it, he still felt that intrauterine fetal intervention surgery was the most suitable for his girl.
Not to mention so much, the operation under the guidance of the ultrasound was enough to make Director Lin change his mind.
So what if it was a high-end project? Today, it took three hours to remove the electrode head left in the heart. This was on the basis of Boss Zheng's god-level operation and the cooperation of the entire team.
If it was someone else, it might not have taken long. He thought as he returned home.
"I'm back." After entering the door, Dean Lin saw that the lights were on, so he greeted her softly.
"Where's the girl?" Dean Lin's wife asked from the sofa. "Didn't she say she went to find you?"
When Director Lin heard his lover's unhappiness, he chuckled and said, "After the surgery, I said that I would treat Boss Zheng to a meal, but I was rejected. The medical team probably went to eat and would be back soon. It's fine. The security in the Imperial Capital is better now, unlike a few years ago. "
"Look at the two of you. I don't even see your shadows every day," Dean Lin's wife complained. "One comes and one goes. Are you playing a game with me?"
"Didn't I make it in time for the rescue?" Director Lin smiled and said, "As expected of your girl. With just a phone call, Boss Zheng brought the entire medical team over."
"How was the surgery?" Director Lin's wife asked.
"Chief Pang sprained his waist while watching the surgery." Director Lin began to gossip.
After telling his wife about Chief Pang's embarrassment, Director Lin felt that the atmosphere at home was much better.
"Boss Zheng is so amazing? Old Lin, no wonder he won the Nobel Prize, "Director Lin's wife said.
"Yes, I used to think that the legends were different, but now it seems that Boss Zheng is indeed capable." Director Lin sat on the sofa and touched his stomach. "I'm hungry too."
"You haven't eaten either?"
"Boss Zheng won't go no matter what I say. Chief Pang sprained his waist, and Chief Liang is old. I saw that he was dozing off while talking, so I found a car to send him home." Director Lin smiled bitterly. "The young people went out to a party and left an old man like me aside."
"There's nothing to eat at home. Boil some water and make instant noodles yourself," Director Lin's wife said as she knitted her sweater.
Dean Lin sighed, stood up, and went to boil some instant noodles. Life was really bitter. After a night of torment, he didn't even have a bite to eat. He had to boil water to make a bowl of noodles.
"Did you see Boss Zheng? How's the girl doing in the medical team? "Director Lin's wife's attention was always on Lin Yuan.
"The girl went on stage today. She did a good job in the surgery. She can be considered an assistant," Director Lin said. "I think that after a few more years, she can graduate and perform surgery on her own."
"I heard you say before that a doctor who returned from overseas can lead his own team if he has the chance. Why can't our girl do it?"
"It's not that she can't. She's still young. She'll first learn from Boss Zheng's team. When she learns the skill, she'll have a bright future. Now that she's barely leading a team, her future achievements will be limited, "Director Lin said absent-mindedly as he looked at the kettle.
"I only hear you say nice things, but you tell me the truth. Will the girl not eat thread in the future?"
"Yes." Director Lin's heart became even more determined when he heard his wife say this. No matter what, she could not eat thread. When she was young, she did not think much of it. After 40, all kinds of problems found their way to her.
Chief Pang was not old. He was not even 50 years old. He bent over in front of the operating table and watched the surgery for two hours before he had to rest.
Did he think it was easy to wear a lead apron that weighed dozens of kilograms? For example, he had stood for three hours today. Just thinking about it made him feel tired.
When he thought of this, Director Lin felt the numbness in his legs become more intense. He knocked on his legs and said, "Today, the girl asked me if Boss Zheng has a project."
"Oh? What project? "
"It's for treating cancer. I think she'll have to eat thread. I don't really want her to go. Learn the skill well and in the future, she'll be able to do intrauterine interventional surgery, "Director Lin said.
"Yes!" When she heard about eating thread, Director Lin's wife immediately nodded. "She can't eat thread. There's a lot of work in the world. Why do you have to let the girl do the work of eating thread? Every year in our unit, there's someone who takes care of a CT scan and feels uncomfortable all over. "
Director Lin did not know whether to laugh or cry. "That's a psychological problem. The amount of radiation in a CT scan will definitely be fine."
After making a bowl of instant noodles, Director Lin carried the bowl to the coffee table. As he ate, he discussed with his wife about his girl's future.
Their opinions were surprisingly consistent. They must not touch any work that involved radiation. Even if the future was bright, it was not worth it if the person was gone.
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