"Rest, I'll go back. Su Yun and Zheng Ren sent the two directors away, glanced at the time, and said.

Zheng Ren was very helpless, and he also wanted to go back to the guest house. In the hospital, even if it is a single room, it is not comfortable.

But this is Professor Gu's kindness, and he can't refuse an old man.

Well, that's just going back to the ward.

The two parted ways, Zheng Ren returned to the private room, and saw Feng Xuhui standing in the corner stupidly, and he didn't come to his senses until now.

"Manager Feng, what do you want?" asked Zheng Ren.

"No, no. Mr. Zheng, what were you talking about just now?" Feng Xuhui was a little dazed and asked in a low voice.

He always felt that he had heard it wrong, what "The Lancet" ...... Mr. Zheng's assistant actually published a paper in The Lancet? And Director Kong asked Mr. Zheng to do a project that was also published in The Lancet?

No way, I must have heard it wrong.

"It seems that it is a new differential diagnosis method and operation method for small liver cancer nodules and mutated liver cirrhosis nodules, and I want to go to the Lancet to publish it. Zheng Ren said indifferently: "Is there anything else? If it's okay, I'm ready to rest." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Feng Xuhui hurriedly smiled, said goodbye to Zheng Ren, and left the private room.

Feng Xuhui left, his brain groggy and like a walking corpse.

There are so many things I don't understand, I really have to digest them.

Zheng Ren opened the window, the cold air poured in, took a few deep breaths, and felt a little refreshed.

Can the identification method that he pondered be published in The Lancet? Zheng Ren thought about it and found that he was not too interested in this.

Whether or not you can get actual benefits is one thing.

Whether he can cure the disease and save people is the point that Zheng Ren is concerned about.

As for "The Lancet", it is too far away from him, and Zheng Ren doesn't miss it at all. There are many big truths, Zheng Ren doesn't want to think about too much, and it is enough to keep his original intention.

The biggest advantage for Zheng Ren is that he has a lot of time to use for surgical training. If it is really needed, with the great significance that Su Yun said, Zheng Ren will definitely not be reluctant.

But the problem is that Zheng Ren is not sure whether he wants to train intensively.

With the current level of technology, Zheng Ren feels that he can handle similar patients.

After Zheng Ren's mind cleared, he looked at the round moon for a while, then closed the window, washed carefully, and lay down on the bed to > with the Shay

This seems to be the most relaxing time of the day.

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Qin Liren stood in front of the hospital ward, very distressed.

He used to be in a high position and had countless protégés. But after retirement, he inevitably experienced a cold shoulder.

In the second year of retirement, the retired veteran cadre had a physical examination and found liver cancer.

The former protégés have disappeared without a trace, and even if they say a few greetings, no one is as cold and warm as before, and treats them as their own fathers.

He was very lost.

A day ago, I received a call from the step boss of Haicheng.

Bu Ruotian had pancreatic cancer, and Qin Liren knew about it. Bu Ruotian found a Japanese professor of surgery, and he also knew about it.

I originally wanted to sympathize with each other and be able to talk a few words.

But Qin Liren never expected that Bu Ruotian would recommend a local doctor in Haicheng to him for treatment.

Holding back the anger in his heart, after Qin Liren hung up the phone, he dropped countless things. Smash everything you can in the study!

If you don't shout and ask for warmth, you can just find a little doctor to fool yourself, is this humiliating yourself?!

Many years ago, when Bu Ruotian was still only running a small restaurant, the two met in Pingshui.

Qin Liren asked himself, over the years, he has given Bu Ruotian a lot of care. But when he suffered, he fell into the well!

Holy shit!

Qin Liren had a bad breath in his heart, he was very disappointed, or because he was retired. Who would dare to tease themselves like this before they retired?!

I immediately booked a plane ticket and contacted an old friend from the imperial capital.

Although cancer is terrible, what scares him the most is the warmth and warmth of people after retirement.

Fortunately, the friends of the imperial capital did not treat Qin Liren indifferently, and promised to find the best doctor to treat him.

The next day, Qin Liren flew to the imperial capital.

With the help of a friend, instead of waiting for ten days and half a month, I went through the hospitalization procedures directly and was admitted to a well-known high-level tertiary hospital.

Can...... Is this hospitalization?

Qin Liren stood in front of the ward, looking embarrassed.

One ward, four patients, more than a dozen family members. The air in the ward was extremely polluted, making Qin Liren feel that it was difficult to breathe.

That's not all, one of the patients was terminally ill with cancer, his face was sallow, and his eyes were so obvious on his emaciated face, Qin Liren had a feeling that he was reminding himself that this was his own tomorrow.

I really can't stand it! Qin Liren no longer hesitated, picked up the phone, and called.

"Lao Xu, thank you for your help. ”

"The condition of the ward is too poor, do you see if you can ask for a single room? Money is not a problem. ”

"Oh, then I see. ”

Soon, Qin Liren hung up the phone in disappointment and stood at the door of the ward in a daze.

But they are all called tertiary hospitals, Haicheng and the provincial capital cannot be compared, and the provincial city and the imperial capital cannot be compared. The general tertiary hospitals in the imperial capital are incomparable with the top tertiary hospitals in the country.

Finding a ward and arranging hospitalization requires great favors, as for single rooms......

Qin Liren's friend refused very directly, he told Qin Liren that it needed a level, and it had nothing to do with money. When Qin Liren didn't retire, he couldn't mix in a single room, not to mention that after retirement, people went to tea and cooled.

"Come in, old man. Qin Liren's lover whispered on the side.

"Hmph!" Qin Liren was displeased, as if he had been glimpsed into something unseemly, and snorted coldly.

To enter, or not to enter, this is a question.

Qin Liren is not old yet, and his brain is turning very fast. In an instant, he planned several plans.

Go back to the provincial capital, find a hospital with good conditions, and then ask a professor from the imperial capital or the magic capital to operate.

Or simply stay here and put up with ......

Qin Liren hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up his plan to return to the provincial capital, and walked into the ward with his suitcase.

"Brother, are you hospitalized? have you been in line for a few days?" A simple and honest, but very enthusiastic middle-aged man saw Qin Liren walk in and greeted and chatted.

Qin Liren frowned and did not speak.

The man didn't seem to notice Qin Liren's slightly disgusted expression, and continued: "I waited outside for a month, and luckily, I met Doctor Sun, and then I came in. ”

"I've been queuing for a month and a half, and it's really difficult to get in this hospital in the imperial capital. Another patient said.

Qin Liren felt a little better at this time.

Although he already knew in advance that it would be difficult for a hospital in the imperial capital to ask for a bed, hearing what the people in the same ward said, Qin Liren felt much better.

The air didn't seem so hard to accept either.

That's it, Qin Liren thought in his heart.

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