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After Department Chief Sun and Zheng Ren decided on the patient's second-stage surgery tomorrow morning, they turned around and left. This red packet could be said to be extremely beneficial.
Returning to the changing room, Zheng Ren was not in a hurry to change his clothes. Instead, he went to the small smoking room and lit half a Ziyun.
He took a deep breath and felt a little more energetic.
There were too many things to do and too few people. He was exhausted every day.
This was the basic living condition of almost all doctors who had the desire to improve. Moreover, Zheng Ren had one more advantage than them — Xie Yiren would not quarrel with Zheng Ren because of the lack of time together.
Generally, doctors in their thirties worked 810 hours a day. Other than sleep and eating, which were necessary to maintain physiological functions, they also had to take time to study, advance, and do scientific research.
When they returned home, it was better if they did not have children. They could accompany their wives to watch a movie and have a meal every few days. If they had children, it would be miserable.
Everyone was the same.
Thinking of this, Zheng Ren was a little worried.
Xie Yiren's birthday was a big deal. Zheng Ren knew without Su Yun's reminder.
There was only one idea in his mind as to what to do, but he could not elaborate it. It was even hard to say if it would work.
He glanced at WeChat. Cui Heming had left a message. The person he helped find had already boarded the plane. Zheng Ren quickly sent a message to Feng Xuhui, forwarded the ticket to him, and asked him to pick him up from the plane.
In the afternoon, there were still three preoperative instructions …
Zheng Ren could not leave at all.
After smoking half a cigarette, Zheng Ren sighed. He hoped that he was not busy tonight and would definitely ask Little Yiren out for dinner.
Zheng Ren missed the quiet time with Xie Yiren. He was so busy that it was breaking him down.
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Somewhere in the Imperial Capital.
Department Chief Kong sat upright with his hands on his knees. It was as if he had returned to more than 20 years ago, when he had just joined the army.
The hospital's director, the deputy director in charge of clinical work, and a few core related people were quietly sitting.
A middle-aged man in his forties who looked smart and capable was holding a document in his hand and looking at it carefully.
He had been looking at it for 20 minutes, but the people present did not show the slightest impatience. They just sat upright.
After a long time, the middle-aged man raised his head and said, "The results of the background check are very good. There seems to be no problem now."
Department Chief Kong's expression relaxed a little.
"Is the new surgical method mature?" the man asked.
"Because it's a new surgical method, the number of patients who have received the surgery is not enough, but I think it's more mature." When Department Chief Kong said this, he was still a little nervous.
No matter what, he was using his face as a guarantee for Zheng Ren.
If he succeeded, he would naturally benefit from it.
If it didn't work out, he would still have to bear the responsibility.
The middle-aged man muttered.
"Yesterday, when I was discussing with my colleagues in the healthcare team, we talked about something similar." Department Chief Kong said, "He's a German professor who was researching related surgeries in Sorcery Capital. He's now in Sea City, learning related surgeries from Dr. Zheng Ren."
"According to the feedback from Dr. Zheng's assistant, the second surgery is the patient of this German professor. The surgery was very successful, and it was a teaching surgery, "Department Chief Kong said slowly.
This was the source of his confidence.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was a prominent figure in the academic world.
Even he had gone to Sea City, so the chances of the surgery going wrong were really not high.
The middle-aged man continued to be silent. He looked at Department Chief Kong and was a man of few words.
"After the discussion of the comrades, we made a collective decision that the surgery can be carried out," Chief Kong finally said.
This was the most important sentence.
The middle-aged man nodded and did not waste any time. He stood up and said, "Then I'll go and report it."
After sending him off, the atmosphere eased up a little.
The director was already very old. He was nearly sixty years old and had white hair.
However, his back was straight and had not changed much from when he was a teenager.
Some habits were immersed in the depths of the soul.
"Department Chief Kong, is the opinion of the comrades in the healthcare team unified?" After the meeting, Director Yan called Department Chief Kong to his office. Deputy Director Yuan, who was in charge of clinical work, was with him.
"At first, it wasn't unified," Department Chief Kong said truthfully.
There was a hidden meaning in his words. The two directors sat down and the secretary made three cups of tea and placed them in front of the three of them.
"Recently, there have been some new developments in Sea City. When faced with objections, I told them about these developments. Later, everyone unified their understanding and decided to let Dr. Zheng perform the surgery, "Department Chief Kong said.
Director Yan suddenly became interested, but there was no expression on his face. He just picked up the teacup and used the lid to sweep the dense water vapor.
He was not in a hurry to drink the tea. Instead, he took a sniff of the tea.
"I'm old and I don't like many things. Drinking tea is my only hobby," Director Yan said lightly.
When Department Chief Kong heard this, he immediately sat up straight with a serious expression.
Based on his understanding of Director Yan, he was afraid that he had been complacent and had already made the director unhappy by keeping him in suspense.
"After Dr. Zheng returned to Sea City, he began to research a new method of TIPS surgery. His paper will be published in the latest issue of engnd? journa? of? Dice magazine. "
"Oh? At such a young age, he can have a paper published in the top magazine. Not bad. "Director Yan nodded and took a sip of tea.
"This is only the beginning," Department Chief Kong said. "Together with Dr. Zheng's research … or rather, as an assistant in the research work, is Professor Rudolf Wagner from Heidelberg University Medical Center. The professor is a top scientific and technological talent in the field of interventional surgery. It is reported that he is working on submitting the new surgical method of TIPS surgery to next year's Nobel Prize in Medicine. "
"Huh?" Director Yan and Director Yuan's hands froze for a moment.
Other things were fine. Publishing papers and the like would not attract the attention of the two directors and deputy directors of the country's top Class Three Grade A Hospital.
But the Nobel Prize …
This was a big deal!
Even if he could not win the Nobel Prize in Medicine, his identity as a candidate was worth paying attention to.
No wonder the comrades of the health care team agreed collectively.
"Department Chief Kong, what do you think?" Director Yan was a scheming old man. In an instant, he thought of countless things, but he did not say anything. He only looked at Department Chief Kong with a reserved gaze.
"My idea is that a talent like Dr. Zheng should stay in our hospital," Department Chief Kong said firmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his tone, so he repeated, "Must, must stay in our hospital!"
"Hmm …" Director Yan pondered.
Director Yuan said with a smile, "It's the young doctor who rushed to save Fang Lin, right?"
Department Chief Kong nodded.
"That young man is not bad. I think he can do it." Director Yuan nodded.
"Yes," Director Yan said happily after pondering for a few seconds.
The power of personnel was in the hands of the director. If he did not agree, whether it was Department Chief Kong or Director Yuan, they would all be working in vain.
Director Yan also knew that Department Chief Kong was taking the opportunity to report this matter to him.
However, the possibility of him disagreeing was not high. After all, he was a candidate for the Nobel Prize. If the little guy soared to the sky in the future, he was afraid that he would not be able to rope him in.
At this moment, it was a good opportunity to meet him.
Department Chief Kong did not relax because of the director's agreement. He frowned, as if there was something difficult to say.
"Department Chief Kong, if you have something to say, just say it." Director Yan also did not understand. Department Chief Kong was usually not the kind of person who would hide his words. What was wrong with him today?
"Director Yan, when Dr. Zheng first completed the prostate interventional embolization, I asked him if he wanted to come to our hospital, but Dr. Zheng didn't agree."
Huh? A doctor from a prefecture-level hospital should not refuse the call of the top Class Three Grade A hospital in the country.
What was the problem? Was it the treatment or the position?
Director Yan and Director Yuan looked at Department Chief Kong and waited for him to continue.
"I was also very curious. After that, I sent Professor Rudolf Wagner off and went to Sea City. The director of the emergency department of Sea City General Hospital is an old doctor from our army. He used to be the owner of the high-ranking military ward. He and Dr. Zheng have a very close relationship. They are like father and son, "Department Chief Kong said slowly.
"Old Chief Physician Pan is determined to improve the emergency level of Sea City and protect the local construction," Department Chief Kong said. "I also inquired about some relevant information later. Dr. Zheng rejected my invitation, probably for Old Comrade Pan."
"Interesting. He seems to be one of our people." Director Yan nodded. He crossed his hands and twirled his thumbs.
After hearing Department Chief Kong's analysis, he agreed with it.
People who went out from the army were all the same. They always wanted to do something, such as supporting local construction and other stupid things.
Society was becoming more and more impetuous, but soldiers could not.
He did not expect that a junior doctor who was not even thirty years old would actually give up the opportunity to come to the Imperial Capital for the sake of his old comrade's' unrealistic 'idea of supporting local construction. This was rare and commendable.
"What do you think?" Deputy Director Yuan asked Department Chief Kong.
"At first, I thought that a forced melon would not be sweet," Department Chief Kong said. "Since Little Zheng has this intention, helping him is also helping our old comrade in the army."
As he spoke, Department Chief Kong smiled bitterly.
"The most important thing is that Old Chief Physician Pan is old and won't be able to work for many years. I thought that when Old Chief Physician Pan retired, it would still be too late.
I didn't expect him to grow so fast. It's only been a few months and he's going to compete for the Nobel Prize. If we don't do it now, I'm afraid that the difficulty in the future will increase exponentially. "
"Yes." Department Chief Yan narrowed his eyes and looked like he was asleep. However, under the desk that others could not see, his two thumbs were moving faster and faster.
"I have some ideas, big moves. For example, the hospital will buy Sea City General Hospital," Department Chief Kong said.
"Impossible." Sure enough, this idea was directly rejected by Deputy Director Yuan.
"Then we can only send people to support in the name of supporting local construction." Department Chief Kong thought for a long time and finally threw this idea out.
Hearing this idea, the eyes of the two directors lit up.
"Okay!" Department Chief Yan directly made the decision. "Help the old comrade and solve the worries of the young comrade. This is a good idea! "
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