Soon, the directors of all relevant departments in the hospital rushed over.

There were a little too many people, and more than a dozen people stood in the operating room, whispering quietly, and Zheng Ren also felt a little noisy.

He was very impatient, especially the blood in his heart that could not be erased.

"Boss, go get some smoke, there's nothing to do with us here. Su Yun whispered. He saw that many directors and deans were standing, and the boss sat there with his eyes closed, and felt that it was very inappropriate. In order to make Zheng Ren less hateful, he wanted to pull him out.

Zheng Ren nodded, opened his eyes, and walked out with Su Yun.

Director Xu of the anesthesiology department has taken over anesthesia, and Lao He is idle. His attention has been on Zheng Ren, and when he saw him leaving, he immediately explained to his deputy - if the director was looking for him, he would say that he would go to the toilet and leave.

"Boss Zheng, you're tired. Lao He asked in the back.

"It's fine. ”

Lao He, who has always been verbose, didn't say much, and today this matter made people speechless. Everyone's hearts were pressed like a big stone, and it was so heavy that it was very difficult to breathe.

When he came to the duty room, Lao He took out a cigarette, and with a flick of his wrist, a cigarette poked his head out of the cigarette box, very skillful.

Zheng Ren picked up the cigarette, his hand trembling slightly.

In the previous operation, my hands were as steady as a rock, like someone else.

When Lao He saw it, he felt uncomfortable, he took out the lighter, lit a cigarette for Zheng Ren, gave Su Yun another one, and opened the window casually.

"Boss Zheng, when did you come back?" asked Lao He.

"Just got off the plane. Zheng Rendao.

"I'm going to attend the commendation ceremony. Lao He grinned, wanting to show a smile, but it was a little uglier than crying.

"Hmm. Zheng Ren was very dull, very dull, and his hand holding the cigarette trembled unevenly and slightly.

The surgeon's hand, steady. Just now, Lao He saw Boss Zheng with both hands, and his skills were amazing. When I got off the stage, my hands shook like this.

"Lao He, what's going on?" Su Yun asked directly.

"Alas, don't mention it. Lao He sighed, "In the past few days, I have seen a lot less urological surgery, and it happened that Mr. Yu came to the station in the morning to do a case of kidney cancer, so I went to ask." Mr. Yu said that in the recent period, the patient's family members have been the same as before, either going to the ward director's office or going to the outpatient clinic. ”

"......" Zheng Ren and Su Yun were silent, they could already imagine the scene at that time.

When they met, they did not speak, but fell on their knees and wept. ”

"Howling? Su Yun sneered.

"No, it's the grief-stricken kind. Mr. Yu ...... Alas, it's really helpless. Lao He said, looking out the window.

It was the afternoon, and there were a few clouds in the blue sky, floating lightly like cotton candy, and the sky was particularly beautiful.

It's just that the hearts of the few people who spoke were full of dark clouds, lightning and thunder from time to time, and violent storms.

The matter is actually very simple, Lao He doesn't know much, but he just heard Mr. Yu say two words.

"Boss Zheng, can people live?" Lao He finally asked with some apprehension.

Zheng Ren thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "If there is no serious intracranial hemorrhage, the ICU side should be adjusted well, it should not be a big problem." ”

When this conclusion was spoken, both Lao He and Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on!" Su Yun was angry, "In Rochester, Wu Hui didn't have a single appendicitis, and he didn't cry. Director Miao said before the operation that the possibility of success was very small, but he put this on the table. ”

"Wu Hui, what's wrong?" Lao He gossiped a lot, and as soon as he heard that he was a star, he immediately changed the topic.

There is something about Director Miao, no matter how to ask about it, Zheng Ren and Su Yun are still unwilling. But once it really came to it, none of the three of them wanted to mention it.

In this tangled state of mind, talking about other gossip can still make the atmosphere as relaxed as possible.

Su Yun told Lao He about Wu Hui's medical treatment in Rochester and what happened. Lao He also sighed with emotion, what kind of intestinal washing sounds like. They are all old Chinese medicine practitioners, and they are not complicated diseases, and if you listen to a few keywords, you can probably guess the truth of the matter.

"The technical level of the US imperialists is also average. Lao He sighed.

"It's a community hospital, and Mayo's level of technology is very high. Zheng Ren told the truth.

"There are still few awesome doctors, by the way, Boss Zheng, I heard that you have been hired as a visiting professor at Mayo?" asked Lao He.

If it weren't for Director Miao's business, Lao He would have gossiped about this matter a long time ago.

"Right, right?" Zheng Ren began to be a little vague, then looked at Su Yun and asked.

"Yes, I finished contacting, and when we were in Heidelberg, Dr. Smith confirmed the matter and sent a letter to the hospital. Didn't I tell you?" Su Yun said disdainfully.

"I forgot, those days were jet lag, there were many surgeries, and no one remembers this. Zheng Ren said indifferently.

After a few words of gossip, Zheng Ren was much better.

Lao He was dumbfounded.

Mayo's visiting professor has become a trivial matter worth mentioning in Boss Zheng's place?

"Except for the surgery, I doubt you'd starve to death on the streets if you went to Rochester on your own. ”

"Always scolding people proves that you are not mentally healthy. Zheng Ren took a puff of his cigarette and said lightly: "On the Internet, you are a troll." In fact, this is the same as American hippie culture. The essence is an anti-traditional, anti-authority mental activity.

It requires the deconstruction of everything and the breaking of all ordinary moral standards. At the same time, in the context of alienating people, one after another unemployed or low-level young people tilt their anger and rebellion against society into the network out of a sense of powerlessness for their own destiny. ”

Zheng Ren was very depressed, and his mind was full of blood-red. The heart is not smooth, the thoughts are not accessible, and it is also quite sharp to provoke people.

Lao He hurriedly stopped the two of them from bickering, squeezed out a smile with all his strength, and said, "Two, two, wait." ”

"What's the matter?" Zheng Ren and Su Yun asked in unison.

"......" Lao He is fine, he just doesn't want to listen to their bickering. What hippies, what cultural differences, what small individuals struggle, struggle, struggle in the ocean of society, but go with the flow after struggle, through the Internet to express their dissatisfaction, etc., to Lao He sounds like.

Boss Zheng is such an honest person, and he will also say this.

"In the evening, let's have a meal together?" the old congratulatory message was poor, so he had to find a one.

"The appointment is out. Su Yun said: "Just picked up the airport, Director Kong has an acquaintance who has a dinner." Zhou Chunyong, who was in the imperial capital, also said that he would have dinner in the near future. I'll tell you, come first, come first, you're going to invite us to dinner, and we'll talk about it in a week. ”

Lao He stalled his hands, and Boss Zheng was so busy.

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