Chapter 113

"I'm the anesthesiologist!"

Zhao Minghao said haughtily, "that's why director Wang asked you to visit. You'll see in a moment. "

Zhao Minghao's operation did not attract the attention of two white skin. It's the acupuncture anesthesia that makes two white eyes stare out.

It's an open surgery. With a few needles in the head, can the patient have a little pain? And the patient is clearly awake.

It was a policeman who had the operation. But also only about 30 years old, he is a strong demand for their own state of conscious surgery.

When Zhao Minghao gave him acupuncture anesthesia, he met this requirement.

When Meng Jie sews up the wound, Zhao Minghao does not quit, but looks at it.

At this time, the two white skins looked Zhao Minghao up and down. Jocel asked respectfully

"Professor Zhao, your acupuncture anesthesia is amazing. We all want to learn... "

"If you want to learn this, it's not impossible. But if you want to learn this from scratch, you'll have to learn it. " Zhao Minghao suddenly had a mind to make fun of the two

"I can give you some introductory books. Go and see if you can learn it. You can contact me when you get back in the evening. "

"Thank you, Professor Zhao. I have some opinions about you. But I admire your openness in technology. " Joker said.

There is a smile in Zhao Minghao's eyes. It was an ironic smile.

If these white people want to get other people's technology, they will talk about how to benefit human beings and so on. Make your technology public for free.

When they get there, they respect intellectual property rights one by one. That double label game is called a slip.

I used to have a lot of fun in China. But now it's not so easy to cheat. Knowing that it's not easy, these white skins still habitually carry out deception.

Of course, there are also some big V bricklayers. In Baipi, I got a subsidy and was fed with pig food by Baipi people. Of course, we have to shout for the white master!

Meng Jie, who is sewing the wound over there, is funny. Can anyone learn this? It's also an entry-level book. If these two white skins fall into this pit, it's not easy to climb out.

Zhao Minghao works in the outpatient clinic in the afternoon until he gets off work. I'm in a hurry to drive home.

At noon, ye still called Zhao Minghao. It's a dinner party. Xu Wenqian invited them to dinner, but ye still considered inviting them back.

And it's no fun to eat in a restaurant all the time. Ye is still ready to cook at home. Of course, she prepared the ingredients and left the cooking to Zhao Minghao.

Ye still has no talent for cooking. It's good to make instant noodles. I also know how to add tomatoes, eggs, ham sausage or something.

"I've cleaned all the ingredients of brother Hao. Most of them are finished products. It's very convenient for you to process them."

Ye still said to Zhao Minghao who came in: "I agreed with them to go to our house at seven."

"There's no point here. We might as well go back now... "Zhao Minghao pinched Ye's still pink face, and his hand felt really good.

When the two of them were kissing in the kitchen, the electronic sound of welcome rang at the door. Ye still hastily pushed Zhao Minghao away, hugging him, and ran to the dressing room to tidy up his clothes.

Zhao Minghao came to the table and sat down. I saw that Zhang Rou came in with her daughter.

The little girl can't see when she walks now. She used to be a child with cerebral palsy. Zhang Rou was holding a small hand came to the edge of the table.

"Dr. Zhao, please give me a follow-up visit..." Zhang Rou looks very happy. It's exciting for her daughter to see her every day.

"Well, let me see." Zhao Minghao looked at it with a smile and said, "I'll write another prescription for you. Come and change it when you're finished

Just in the middle of writing, two people came in from the door. That is Miao Yiren and Miao Zaizhuang.

"Professor Zhao, help me. Professor Zhao, you must kill me. " Miao Yiren said with a pale face.

Miao Yiren looks like a teenager. All the energy and spirit are gone. It looks like an empty pocket.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute. I'm still waiting to see someone. You're next. " Zhao Minghao said with a faint smile:

"Everything has to come first, then come, right?"

"My illness is very urgent. Let me see first. Professor Zhao, please. I can't hold on any longer. " Miao Yiren pleaded.

Miao Zaizhuang did not say a word, just looked at Miao Yiren pleading. I don't know what I'm thinking.

Zhao Minghao still insists on writing the prescription and giving it to ye still. After she made a copy, she gave it to Zhang rou. I took the original to the medicine cabinet to collect the medicine.

"Professor Zhao, this is the inspection data. Although there was no cell test, it was confirmed to be lung cancer. You must be able to treat it, right? " Miao Yiren pleaded.

"The treatment is a big problem. I have to find a way to get the drugs ready. In the end, it's not certain whether it can be treated or not. " Zhao Minghao touched his chin.

"Yes, you will be able to cure me!" Miao Yiren's tears are coming down. I finally heard good news these two days.

"Then you have to prepare the money. It's not something ordinary people can afford. In this society, money can buy life! "

Zhao Minghao raised his eyebrows and said, "go back. I'll wait until I think about it. "

"Yes, yes. It's all for Professor Zhao. " Miao Yiren is in a hurry.

Miao Yiren now put his heart in his stomach. In his heart, Zhao Minghao will surely cure him.

But for such a belief. Then he'll collapse if he can't get out of the hospital today.

"This bastard wants to save his life now. He used to do many immoral things." Zhao Minghao looks at Miao Yiren's back and murmurs.

"Boss Miao is really rich. The whole 21st floor is his. " Judo Cheung:

"I heard that he has many other industries..."

"He's on the 21st floor of four buildings?" Zhao Minghao was really surprised.

Ye is still shocked: "what are these things. It's hard for poor people to cover their heads. Rich people... "

"Don't talk about these people. How much property does he have. Some people have his whole neighborhood. " Zhao Minghao shook his head.

Ye still has grasped the medicine. Now I handed it to Zhang Rou, and this time I collected 480 yuan. Let Zhang Rou tears down.

When Zhang Rou leaves, Zhao Minghao and ye still go back. Ye still said angrily: "brother Hao, do you really want to treat Miao Yiren?"