Zheng Ren was like a stone, causing ripples in the pond of Sea City.
As time passed, the ripples gradually calmed down.
A month later, even Professor Rudolf Wagner's phone calls gradually decreased.
Another month passed. After the lunar new year, people's lives returned to normal.
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In the early morning of March, spring was in full bloom. In a sanatorium near Yangcheng.
Zheng Ren was practicing Tai Chi.
This was what he had learned from a guard after he came here. It was said that the guard was a direct descendant of Yang Jiagou. Zheng Ren did not care much about whether it was true or not. Anyway, there were no emergency cases every day. He was bored and it was always good to exercise.
"It's so boring to come out with you." Su Yun was lying on an old-fashioned rattan chair, his black hair fluttering in front of his forehead.
Zheng Ren ignored him. His Taiji movements were methodical, and the ups and downs were smooth as flowing water.
"You're like an old man. You sleep at nine every day and wake up at five in the morning. You even practice Tai Chi," Su Yun said. "I'm leaving today. Don't be an eyesore here. Think about how to explain to Xie Yiren when we go back. Is she kneeling on the washboard or the CPU? "
At the mention of Xie Yiren, his flowing movements seemed to be cut off by an invisible knife. He froze for a moment before Zheng Ren took a deep breath and stopped.
"Yiren won't be angry," Zheng Ren said.
After not working night shifts for a few months, Zheng Ren's face looked much rosier and he was a hundred times more energetic.
"Wow, boss, you're really confident," Su Yun said.
"We'll see you off at noon and then we can go to Imperial Capital, right?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Yes, Department Chief Kong came a few days ago and said that Imperial Capital is in his ward. He gave us ten beds. Boss, let me tell you, ten beds in Imperial Capital are worth at least a hundred million, "Su Yun said.
"Yes. Have you gone crazy thinking about your phone? "Zheng Ren laughed when he saw Su Yun's bored expression.
"It's okay. I wasn't used to it at first. I slept enough and accompanied you for surgery all day. Prostate, liver cirrhosis, it was so f * cking disgusting, "Su Yun said." It's much better now. I feel like my whole body is full of positive energy. "
Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun's character and knew that once he left this place, he would definitely have to live with his phone again.
"My phone must have exploded. I don't know how many girls left messages for me. Guess how much information is in your phone? "Su Yun lazily imagined the situation when the phone returned to his hand.
"I don't know." Zheng Ren did not want to think about such a boring thing. He moved around and asked, "What are we having for lunch?"
"Donkey meat." Su Yun said: "I specially found a chef from the military division who is the best at making donkey meat."
"Oh."
"Can you not look so calm? Let me tell you, donkey meat is really delicious when it's cooked." Su Yun said: "Pick up a piece of donkey meat and put it in your mouth. The most authentic way to eat it is to close your eyes and chew it thirty-six times. The donkey meat melts into soup, which is incomparably delicious. "
Zheng Ren did not pay any attention to Su Yun's nagging. To him, the donkey meat was chewed thirty-six times and so on were nonsense.
As long as he was full, he would not get tired of eating fine dishes and would not get tired of eating fine dishes.
Three months ago, he had set off from Sea City. After reporting to the Imperial Capital, he had come to the south.
Because the healthcare team judged that Zheng Ren's newly developed prostate interventional embolization technique was not mature enough, they requested for it to be perfected.
This extended the time of the mission.
However, there was no other way. Zheng Ren was under the pressure of the System's mission. He twisted his neck and requested to perform at least a hundred TIPS surgeries at the same time as the prostate interventional embolization technique.
Everything was highly confidential, even the patients. The old chief physicians of the healthcare team thought that Zheng Ren was fighting for the Nobel Prize, so after repeatedly dissuading him, they still pinched their noses and accepted it.
After completing the [Crown Jewel Final Stage] mission, Zheng Ren's interventional surgery success rate had a + 6 bonus, and his luck value had also increased to + 12.
In the end, all of these turned into the foundation for the successful completion of the prostate interventional embolization technique.
Five months of surgical training time and a million experience points had transformed Zheng Ren into a nouveau riche.
In the days without the emergency department, Zheng Ren lived a very fulfilling life. He only missed Xie Yiren every day. Other than that, everything was perfect.
"By the way, is Chief Kong coming to pick us up?" Zheng Ren asked.
"He should be." Su Yun turned over like a fried egg. He changed his face and received the morning sun. "He brought us here and he still wants to bring us back."
"That's good."
"What's wrong? Without him, are you afraid of getting lost? "Su Yun retorted.
"I don't want to only see your face on the plane. After looking at it for a few months, I'm a little disgusted," Zheng Ren said.
The days were boring, and Zheng Ren gradually got used to talking to Su Yun.
In the morning, he took a look at the patient and explained the precautions to the doctors here before completing the handover.
At around ten o 'clock, Chief Kong arrived. It was supposed to be a big meal, but Zheng Ren was still absent-minded as he ate.
Su Yun was also very emotional about Zheng Ren's temperament.
Originally, he could have been closer to the doctors here and kept them as contacts in the future. However, he always had a quiet appearance, making people unable to get close to him even if they wanted to.
In the afternoon, after lunch, a car took Zheng Ren and Su Yun away.
Looking at the place that was disappearing into the distance, Zheng Ren also felt a faint sense of melancholy.
After all, he had lived for a few months. Every day, he only performed surgeries, did not have emergency treatment, and did not have a large amount of adrenaline and dopamine secretion. This was the most comfortable time Zheng Ren had ever had in his medical career.
They should all stay here.
"Boss Zheng, the surgery center that was prepared for you in the Imperial Capital has a lot of procedures that are being approved. The location is a little far away. You can just make do with the 912 first, "Chief Kong said.
"It's fine." Zheng Ren asked, "Did Yiren and the others go?"
"They'll go after the New Year. There's always a nurse to prepare things first," Chief Kong said. "Su Yun suggested transferring a doctor named Chang Yue as the candidate for the doctor."
"Chief Kong, where's your phone?" Su Yun asked anxiously.
"I'll give it to you when we get into the city. The signal here is not good," Chief Kong said with a smile.
Everything was good, but there was no phone. It was not good to be unable to contact the outside world.
However, Su Yun had no choice. He hoped that there would be as few such days in the future.
However, this was a special case. Generally speaking, it would take about a week to cut off communication with the outside world.
The prostate interventional embolization was a new surgical method. It took a lot of time to perfect the new surgical method. It was a special case. It was estimated that such a problem would not occur in the future.
The car did not enter the city. Instead, it drove directly to the airport along the Ring Road.
When he arrived at the airport, Zheng Ren took back his phone. After turning it on, a series of WeChat notifications sounded. It was so dense that it sounded like a series of bullets being fired.
Looking at the increasing number of WeChat and the number of missed calls, Zheng Ren was stunned.
Before his phone could finish processing so many messages, a call came in.
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This was definitely not the climax. He did not want to be 404, so he could only brush it off.
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