After the surgery, Chief Qiu was relieved. He smiled and pulled Zheng Ren to discuss what had happened.
Zheng Ren gave them a simple analysis. The situation of the flap was not man-made, and he had no good way to avoid it. To be specific, this was all due to his rich clinical experience.
"Chief Qiu, we'll follow you to send the patient to the ICU," Zheng Ren said finally.
"Boss Zheng, I wouldn't dare to do that. Please rest, rest," Chief Qiu said. "You're here to visit, so you don't dare to trouble me. I'll do this small task."
"You're too polite. Su Yun and I are the anesthesiologists you brought for this surgery," Zheng Ren said with a smile. "It's only right to send the patient back after the surgery."
"I'll also take a look at the situation in your ICU. Speaking of which, Chief Qiu, does your ICU have a single room for each patient?" Su Yun asked.
"It was completed the year before last. I heard that your 912 is also going to be renovated next year?" Chief Qiu asked.
"It's said that the Imperial Capital has many people and little land. It's very difficult to renovate it unless we move to a new location. Look at the Temple of Heaven. They directly built an aircraft-like building complex. It looks high-end and classy. Boss, when do you think our 912 will be so high-end? "Su Yun asked with a little envy.
"Who knows?" Zheng Ren did not have high requirements for hardware.
However, a single room in the ICU was necessary. After all, it involved the problem of whether the patient would be infected after the surgery. The control of sterility was very important. Zheng Ren was very concerned about this matter. If each person had a single room, the average length of stay in the ICU after the surgery would be reduced by about 2.3 days. This was based on a detailed data survey.
But when it came to the entire hospital, he had no interest in it. No matter how high-end the hospital was, there were still only those surgeries that needed to be performed.
He carried the patient onto the stretcher trolley and pushed the ball out. Someone had already called the elevator.
However, as soon as he left the operating theater, Zheng Ren was stunned.
It was full of people outside. Yan Zhangsen was wearing a Chinese-style shirt. He did not look like the leader of a large international venture capital. Instead, he looked like an old man who walked in Chaoyang Park every day in the Imperial Capital.
He placed his hands in front of him. When he saw Zheng Ren walk out, he bowed deeply. "Boss Zheng."
As Yan Zhangsen bowed, dozens and hundreds of people around him bowed as well.
Their movements were not very uniform, but when they suddenly met the person in front of them, they bowed like wheat. Zheng Ren was a little stunned.
"Damn!" Su Yun exclaimed in surprise. However, there was only a hint of surprise in his tone. It was more of a banter. "Brother Yan, you're blocking the way. We're sending the patient to the ICU."
"Boss, you stay and talk to Brother Yan. I'll send the patient over. You, don't block the elevator! "Su Yun said.
"I'll send the patient there. You stay with Brother Yan," Zheng Ren said.
Zheng Ren was not very concerned about this kind of thing. Although he was a little surprised, he understood what was going on after thinking about it.
The Yan family's status was very high, and it seemed that what happened last night might be different from what he had imagined. However, it had nothing to do with him. Zheng Ren smiled, squeezed the ball, and brushed past Yan Zhangsen.
Director Qiu was really dumbfounded this time.
There was at least 200 square meters of space outside the operating room. He never dreamed that there would be hundreds of people standing there.
The moment he bent down, his heart was struck and shattered into hundreds of pieces.
Boss Zheng was amazing! In Tiannan, he casually performed a surgery in Yang City, but when he came down, there were so many people waiting at the door of the operating theater. It looked like he just wanted to take a look at Boss Zheng and bow to show his respect.
If he was in Imperial Capital …
Sigh, people really could not be compared to each other. Director Qiu pushed the stretcher trolley and memorized the scene in front of him. Although they were not bowing to him, he would not get tired of it even when he retired and could not get up from his bed!
Zheng Ren pulled the stretcher trolley into the elevator. Su Yun took off one layer of mask, revealing another layer. He took off another layer, revealing another mask.
Yan Zhangsen was puzzled. Why was Doctor Su wearing so many masks?
"Brother Yan, why did you bring so many people here?" Su Yun asked as he took off his mask for fresh air.
"I didn't ask for them." Yan Zhangsen looked around. "They're all here to congratulate you. Please don't mind them, Doctor Su."
"Of course not." Su Yun smiled. "I'm not as pretentious as the boss."
At this point, he took off the last layer of mask and took a deep breath. After removing three layers of mask, Su Yun revealed his handsome face and smiled.
"Brother Yan, it's easy to miss people if you wait here."
"Huh?"
"If the boss went on stage today, we would've changed and left." Su Yun smiled. "Didn't you wait for nothing?"
Yan Zhangsen had overlooked such details, but since they were already here, he did not mind. He only smiled and said, "Doctor Su, Boss Zheng can leave now that he's back, right?"
"Yes, he can. The boss is already very anxious. If you didn't come, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hold him back and would fly away at night. "
"I'm too busy at home. Forgive me, forgive me."
"Brother Yan, can you tell me secretly what happened last night after we left?" Su Yun pulled Yan Zhangsen and asked in a low voice.
Yan Zhangsen whispered a few words into his ear, then said with a sigh, "It's all thanks to Boss Zheng and Doctor Su."
"F * ck!" Su Yun finally confirmed his suspicions and revealed a surprised expression. "Brother Yan, you're not joking."
"It's true." Yan Zhangsen smiled. "My father is hosting a banquet and would like to invite the two of you."
"I'm fine with it, but the boss is the problem. Let me tell you, I can't persuade him. When it comes to eating, it's like taking medicine. It's killing me, "Su Yun said disdainfully.
"Sincerity can move metal and stone," Yan Zhangsen said.
"Okay, then you can tell the boss later," Su Yun said. "But it really happened. It sounds weird."
"I haven't seen it for hundreds of years, and there's no record in the ancient books. It's hard for me to believe it. "Yan Zhangsen smiled.
"How can you be so sure?" Su Yun looked into Yan Zhangsen's eyes and asked.
"If you believe it, it exists. If you don't, it doesn't."
"Brother Yan, don't tell me that. I'm allergic just listening to it. My whole body is itchy," Su Yun said. "What wine are you drinking tonight?"
"You drink Maotai. I know." Yan Zhangsen smiled. "My father is happy, so he wants to drink a few cups today."
"Tsk, you make it sound like it's difficult for Master Yan to drink. When we were in the capital, I drank with your father, "Su Yun said proudly." It was when Taoist Wang's son was sick. "
"The old man really sees the two of you in a different light. He really has a unique eye!" Yan Zhangsen said.
"How can you praise your own father like that?" Su Yun said disdainfully. "Can't you keep a low profile and be polite?"
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