After receiving the reward, Zheng Ren saw that his Energy Points had increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It used to be 1245 points, but now it had become 1345 points.
The Energy Points were the key to the use of the Real Eye. Zheng Ren knew this very well, but he did not dare to try it easily when his Energy Points were only over 1,000 points.
So far, he had only used it twice. The first time was when he used it on the radiofrequency ablation to treat nephrogenic hypertension. That time, he almost turned into a mummy.
The other time was relatively simple. He looked at the research on interventional embolization to treat obesity. Perhaps this kind of surgery was relatively simple, so Zheng Ren did not think much of it.
Under the shower, Zheng Ren stared blankly at the 1345 points of Energy Points, pondering how to increase this thing.
Roche's request from the Bruch family was still there. Zheng Ren did not want to use the Real Eye to look at Roche's problem at all.
It was a big hole, so Zheng Ren cautiously told Roche that it would take twenty to thirty years to do it.
As for Little Stone … All the methods of treating cancer, even if it was just a general direction, were still a big hole.
Zheng Ren still had some idea in his heart. Cancer and tumors would definitely not be easily cured. If he took a look at the future research direction now, he would probably die in an instant.
Was 1345 points of Energy Points enough?
It was not enough at all!
He hoped that the System would do the same in the future after being rewarded with Energy Points this time. Zheng Ren took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Along with it, the anxiety and anxiety in his heart were exhaled.
Zheng Ren stopped thinking about the Energy Points and felt the temperature of the hot water falling from the shower. It cut across his skin and his entire body felt comfortable.
It was only then that he remembered that this was not the 912's interventional surgery room. He did not have … a towel.
He could only wipe it with the top of his isolation suit and walk out in his pants.
Xiang Heping was still standing in the changing room. Su Yun had already changed his clothes and was chatting with Gao Shaojie, Feng Xuhui, and Lao He.
Seeing Zheng Ren come out, Su Yun asked, "Boss, what's wrong with you today? Are you tired after just one surgery? "
"No." Zheng Ren smiled. "I suddenly thought of something. I want to find a quiet place to think about it."
Su Yun pursed his lips. It seemed that he did not believe what Zheng Ren said.
Zheng Ren could not do anything about it. He did not believe the truth and did not believe the lies either. This person was really difficult to please.
"Boss Zheng, Professor Su, Teacher Gao, Teacher He …" Xiang Heping bent slightly with a humble expression. "You must be tired. Let's have a meal together."
"No." Zheng Ren rejected very straightforwardly. "There's still surgery."
It was still the same old story, and even the tone didn't change. Even a fool could tell that it was a perfunctory tone.
Xiang Heping was stunned. He was a little.
However, Boss Zheng turned around and left resolutely, as if he had forgotten the existence of a "patient's family".
"Boss Zheng!" Xiang Heping subconsciously shouted.
Zheng Ren stopped, turned sideways, and turned around. His solemn gaze made Xiang Heping feel like a child who had made a mistake.
"Uh … Boss Zheng, is there anything I should pay attention to after my father's surgery?" Xiang Heping did not dare to mention eating again. He awkwardly found an excuse.
"Just follow the standard appendectomy procedure," Zheng Ren said. "Everything will be fine once the epidural catheter is removed. Don't worry about it."
With that, he pushed open the door and strode away.
Xiang Heping stood at the door awkwardly. He did not dare to chase after him, nor did he mention money. His head was dizzy. He still could not believe that he had come up with the idea of treating Boss Zheng as a film.
"Teacher Gu, that's all." Chief Zhang's voice came. He walked into the changing room while talking on the phone.
Xiang Heping sobered up a little. He sighed and returned to the changing room with mixed feelings.
"Yes. I saw Boss Zheng grab the catheter with a trap. It looked simple. I tried it just now. I couldn't even hold it properly. The catheter is too thin. It's probably only two to three millimeters, "Chief Zhang said.
"Okay, okay. I'll hang up first, Teacher Gu." Chief Zhang hung up the phone. He saw Xiang Heping appear in front of him in a daze. He asked in surprise, "Old Xiang, where's Boss Zheng?"
"He left."
"Left?" Chief Zhang looked at Xiang Heping like he was an idiot. "You let Boss Zheng leave without eating? Are you an idiot?! "
In the end, Chief Zhang could not help but swear.
"I asked him to stay, but Boss Zheng refused without hesitation." Xiang Heping said in distress, "Chief Zhang, do you think Boss Zheng knows that I called the police?"
"…" Chief Zhang looked at Xiang Heping speechlessly for a few seconds. Finally, he sighed and said, "Old Xiang, hurry up and go back to rest. I think you're not in a good state today."
"Huh? What's wrong? "
"Sigh. Needless to say," Chief Zhang said, "You're lucky this time. Boss Zheng came to clean up your mess. I don't even want to talk about you. "
Xiang Heping was indeed in a bad mood. He sighed.
"Old Xiang, the last catheter was 13.1 centimeters, not about 6 centimeters like you said. Math can be wrong. At that time … Boss Zheng and Professor Su were not happy because you weren't there. "
"Go back and have a good rest. You were probably scared." Chief Zhang did not say anything else. After all, they were under the same roof. If he said anything bad, they might not see each other again. No matter what, Xiang Heping was the chief anesthesiologist.
The two of them changed in silence. When they were about to leave, Chief Zhang said seriously, "Old Xiang, let me give you a suggestion."
"Okay, go ahead," Xiang Heping said dejectedly.
"When your father is discharged from the hospital, buy something and visit Boss Zheng in Imperial Capital," Chief Zhang said. "It doesn't need to be too expensive. It's just a thought. Boss Zheng doesn't care about what we can take out. It's mainly a thought. You got a great deal this time, but it's a pity … "
With that, Director Zhang sighed and turned to leave. Before he left, he reminded Xiang Shaolong seriously, "Old Xiang, don't forget. What you did today was too f * cked up. Fortunately, I asked. If you get Boss Zheng to the branch office … What do you think you're doing? "
Watching Chief Zhang leave, Xiang Heping felt empty and uncomfortable. He did not feel the happiness of escaping from death after the anesthesia mistake was solved.
Was it f * cked up to do things himself? Who knew that there would be a warm-hearted person like Boss Zheng? Xiang Heping thought of that young and honest face and could not help but sigh again.
Life was full of ups and downs.
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