912, went with a piece of torn paper, and emphasized that it was Zheng Ren's patient......

You have to be known about the registration number. Just take this piece of paper and go to the director of the B-ultrasound room of 912?

He shook his head, but remembering what Dean Xiao had told him yesterday, he was puzzled again. No wonder my distant relatives don't believe it, and I don't believe it when I see this legendary Mr. Zheng now.

At such a young age, can you really see a doctor?

Director Pan didn't doubt it, picked up the list and glanced at it, and said: "The difference between ovarian malignant tumor and rugged fetal tumor is very small, so you can judge it, and the specifics will be discussed after the appointment." ”

Zheng Ren immediately understood what Director Pan meant, and while he was excited, he almost committed a taboo.

Who can be sure that they will not be misdiagnosed in their lifetime? It is an unspoken rule that peers help each other. If it weren't for the anger and resentment of the people, no one would directly tell the patient that the doctor in front of him was not right.

Even if it's wrong, you have to be a little euphemistic, and you can't make trouble for others. Besides, Director Pan is right, I really can't complain about the doctors in the provincial capital.

It's really hard to tell, and if you don't have the ability to rebuild, you won't know. You can't have a big pig's trotter for one person.

"It's really hard to tell, the teeth inside are not well developed, too small, not good-looking. Zheng Ren added with some embarrassment.

Director Pan smiled and introduced, "This is Dean Xiao's friend, Mr. Wu. ”

He didn't mention the specific position and department, only said Dean Xiao. Zheng Ren understood, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand, "Zheng Ren." ”

"Mr. Zheng, I have admired my name for a long time. The man also stretched out his hand and shook Zheng Ren warmly.

"How can there be a big name, it's just a hospitalized general manager next to the director. Zheng Ren said politely.

"You're welcome. Director Pan waved his hand and said, "Director Xia said that the patient is ready to be sent to the operating room, and he will talk about it after the operation." ”

"Director, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat after the operation. Zheng Ren hurriedly pushed the dinner.

If you eat with Director Pan, it's nothing. But this Mr. Wu is here, and it is estimated that Dean Xiao will have to go too, so it will be very boring.

"Oh, so anxious to go to the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University?" How could Director Pan not understand Zheng Ren, he said half-truthfully: "Is Professor Gao so anxious?"

"Why are you going to the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University?" asked Mr. Wu suspiciously.

"Do teaching surgery. Urging Zheng Ren to teach them surgery, they can't wait for a meal, it's too unusual. "Director Pan's words are too straightforward, but straightforwardness has the advantage of being straightforward, that is, you don't have to think about it.

Just literally, Mr. Wu was suppressed. Who is the master who can teach surgery to professors at the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University?

If Zheng Ren said so, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

But Director Pan's mountain-like heaviness, even if Zheng Ren is given more charm by the system, he can't catch up with a white hair of Director Pan, this is an objective law, and there is nothing to be done about the big pig's trotters.

"Mr. Zheng, you are now in 912 and have time to come back in the future, I will invite you out to have a good get-together. Mr. Wu's words have become much more polite, and the title has changed from you to you.

"It's so polite, it's definitely going to be troublesome to come back in the future. Zheng Ren casually said perfunctorily.

Seeing the three figures disappearing at the door, the girl held the piece of paper in her hand and asked with some confusion: "Doctor, that ...... just now Who's the doctor?"

She had fallen into a state of chaos, and she couldn't speak. Escaping death? That's pretty much the feeling, and she can't even say how complicated the emotions are in her heart.

I wanted to believe what the doctor said, but I was worried that I would believe it, and in the end, I was still disappointed.

"That's Mr. Zheng, who turned out to be the general inpatient of our emergency department here, and was later poached by Director Kong of 912. Sun Chao looked at Zheng Ren with admiration and said enviously.

"Doctor 912 now?"

"Let's just say that. You are so lucky to have met Mr. Zheng. By the way, the piece of paper is kept, if you go to the imperial capital, according to what Mr. Zheng said, go directly to 912 and find the director of the B-ultrasound room?"

"Director Qi, the level of the health care group is high. Li Sumei said with emotion: "I went to study, and the teacher who took me was the apprentice of Director Qi's apprentice, and he was also at the first-line level in China. ”

She said, in a trance. Look at Mr. Zheng, who went to 912 for less than half a year, write a piece of paper, take it and go to Director Qi, see what it means, Director Qi will definitely not refuse. How good is the relationship between the two?

That's amazing!

Li Sumei shook her head, began to clean up the machine, and said with a smile: "Little girl, your luck is really good, I feel that Mr. Zheng's diagnosis is correct, you go directly to 912, don't go to other places." This piece of paper is equivalent to a registered ticket, and the ticket seller's expert number of Director Qi can be three or four thousand. ”

The girl folded the paper seriously and put it in her pocket. But then I felt unsafe, and took out the piece of paper again, trying to find a safer place.

"Don't be nervous, it's okay. Mr. Zheng will go back to 912 in the next few days, if you lose it, you can go directly to the intervention department to find him. Li Sumei said with a smile.

"Interventional department?" the girl diligently wrote down the name of the department and engraved it in her mind.

……

Zheng Ren came to the operating room, and Mr. Wu stayed outside.

"Zheng Ren, when are you going to come back next time?" asked Director Pan while changing his clothes.

"I'll be back when I have time, I miss you so much. Zheng Rendao.

"Don't be, you figured it out yourself?" asked Director Pan.

"Well, thank you, Director. ”

"It's okay, don't think about so much mess, but do good deeds, don't ask about the future. What Nobel Prize, you can take it. If you can't get it, you're not doing clinical anymore?"

"Yes, yes. Zheng Ren smiled. What Director Pan said was not very clear, and the contradiction between clinical and basic research was not resolved, but it simply and rudely cut off Zheng Ren's heart knot.

That's good, Zheng Ren thought to himself. But do good deeds, don't ask about the future. It seems that this is the case, I only care about curing diseases and saving people, what a Nobel Prize, that's it.

I changed my clothes and went into the operating room. Seeing that Xiao Yiren was busy helping to clean up the things used in the operation.

The patient was already lying on the operating table, and the head nurse was chatting with him to relieve tension. Zheng Ren knew that this should be a special order from Dean Xiao before the head nurse would come forward.

Director Xia arrived with the patient, and she said with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, I haven't seen you have surgery for a long time. My classmate's portal hypertension has been cured, and he told me to let me bring it to you. ”

Jung Ren smiled.

"During the Chinese New Year, he prepared a pig-killing dish, but it was a pity that you were not at home at that time. I can only invite Director Pan out for a meal, so let's assume that you are there. Director Xia said with a smile.

"Well, the food is good, and the blood sausage is particularly well done. Director Pan sat directly on the chair in front of the screen of the console and said, "Director Xia, kill pigs again during the New Year, remember to call me." ”

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