Mayo's procedure for admitting patients is more complicated than 912, and there are a lot of procedural things.

The doctor of gastrointestinal surgery has to wait for the admission of the community hospital to be handed over, and according to Zheng Ren's understanding, he still does not want to take over such a patient whose appendix has not been cut off.

If it's in 912, no one wants to take this kind of patient. Doctors all over the world deal with diseases in a similar way when they are simply confronted with diseases.

God knows what the guy in front of him will do in the patient's belly.

And the appendix is not even cut off, indicating that the patient is extremely ill, what if it can't be solved by himself after opening it?

Whoever wants to do it, who wants to do it, anyway, Lao Tzu doesn't do it.

This kind of thinking is too common, Zheng Ren understands it very well, and there is no way to force it. Here, I have already brushed my face if I can arrange hospitalization for Wu Hui, and the rest, sorry, I can't do anything.

Wu Hui's state is fine, and there will be no complications such as shock for at least a few days.

So, it's better to wait.

Anyway, it was sent to Mayo, this is the best hospital in the world, even if Wu Hui was misdiagnosed before, he would get good treatment, and Zheng Ren was more satisfied.

Then get ready to go, Jung Ren thought.

Just as he was about to talk to Su Yun about leaving, Dr. Jack said something to Dr. Smith with a strange expression.

Smith was stunned, then came to Zheng Ren and said very seriously: "Dr. Zheng, Dr. Charles asked me for your address, and he thought you were gone. ”

"Address?" Zheng Ren wondered.

"Hmm. Dr. Smith nodded cautiously, the matter of the visiting professor was originally just a casual talk, but now, he made up his mind in an instant.

No matter what the address is for, it proves that Dr. Charles's attitude towards Zheng Ren is different from that of others.

As for what Dr. Charles wants to do, it doesn't matter at all.

Jung in also realized that it might be the old man who wanted to mail him something like a gift. At this time, I haven't left yet, so it's better to visit the old man.

"Su Yun, wait a while and contact Mr. Zou. Zheng Rendao.

"You said it was late, I have already informed Zou Zhi. Su Yun said.

"......" Zheng Ren is very helpless, he is too happy to do things, and there are bad times. Then hurry up and visit the old man's house, and save yourself the toss.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun briefly talked about the situation, then left, and walked straight to Dr. Charles's laboratory in the back.

Dr. Smith hesitated for a moment, but finally went along. His intuition told him that it might be beneficial to accompany Dr. Zheng.

Dr. Charles was reviewing the materials, and although he was very old, he still worked in the laboratory like a young man.

Although it is also a laminar flow laboratory, Zheng Ren always feels that the air here is not good. Perhaps, it has something to do with a substance used in experiments.

When he wanted to engage in basic research, Zheng Ren knew that this was something that he would have to face when doing experiments.

"Young man, aren't you leaving?" Dr. Charles asked in surprise when he saw Zheng Ren.

"When I met a Chinese friend asking for help, I delayed for a few hours. Zheng Ren smiled and said.

"Help?" Dr. Charles noted the word Zheng Ren used.

Zheng Ren told the story again, and did not say what the problem he found, but just made an objective statement.

"You go and find out who's in the community hospital. Dr. Charles called his assistant over and commanded.

Zheng Ren was a little numb.

This kind of thing, he doesn't want to touch.

Being able to help Wu Hui stay in the Mayo Clinic is a great favor, and it would be too much to interfere with normal diagnosis and treatment.

Seeing Zheng Ren's cramped face, how could Dr. Charles not know what he was thinking. He smiled slightly and said, "Do you know why I want your address?"

"You want to give me a little gift at Christmas. Zheng Ren restrained his mind and said very respectfully: "Actually, ......"

"No, you guessed it wrong. Dr. Charles laughed and said, like a child, a little naughty.

"That ......"

"Not a small gift, but a big one! I've collected a set of surgical knives over the years and I'm going to give it to you. Dr. Charles said with a little excitement like a child.

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, and then ecstatic.

Dr. Charles's collection of surgical knives must be the best in the world, and it may be the kind that is custom-made.

Not to mention the price, this hard work alone is worth a fortune. But is it really good to do that?

After the ecstasy, Zheng Ren immediately became confused.

Farewells can be accepted very calmly. But the surgeon gave away the knives he had collected for so many years, and there was a strong smell of inheritance and inheritance.

Although they had a good chat with Dr. Charles, the two could only barely say that they were old friends, and they were still far from inheritance.

Smith's heart tightened when he heard Dr. Charles say this. Fortunately, I didn't directly refuse the matter of the visiting professor before, otherwise it would be difficult for me to ride a tiger at this time.

The young man Dr. Charles fancied, a visiting professor was rejected, and this was his own death.

We must hurry up and try to receive an invitation letter from a visiting professor when Dr. Zheng returns to China.

No, this must be done before he returns home.

"I'm too old to have surgery. Dr. Charles smiled slightly, "This set of equipment, I saw and liked it over the years, so I ordered it, and gradually accumulated some of it." It's a pity to keep it, give it to you, and have a good operation. ”

Zheng Ren was so excited that goosebumps rose.

That's true!

He stood blankly, not knowing what to say, at a loss.

Su Yun was also stunned, what is the situation?

"Huh. Seeing Zheng Ren's appearance, Dr. Charles smiled again and said, "How is it, are you interested in performing an operation with my knife at Mayo?"

"Yes!" Zheng Ren blurted out.

"Hmm. Dr. Charles bowed his head, stood up, closed the file, and walked towards Zheng Ren with his hands behind his back: "Your Chinese friend, is the diagnosis clear?"

"Clear. "Zheng Ren has entered a state of stupidity, and he will answer whatever Dr. Charles asks.

"That's good, that's it. Wait for my assistant to bring back the previous medical records, you can refer to it, and do a perfect appendix surgery for me. Dr. Charles said lightly.

Then, as soon as he beckoned, someone brought over a glittering silver chest, made of precious metal.

Zheng Ren took it, it was not as heavy as he imagined, the box itself was very hard, but it was very light, and the material alone was estimated to be worth hundreds of thousands.

"Open it and take a look. Dr. Charles said.