Song tingshen held their last preoperative discussion on Saturday, holding a liver model to repeatedly simulate the possible problems of various operations.

Lin Wen picked up their model with interest. He didn't expect it to be so realistic and compete with some of the models they used abroad.

Mr. song really deserves his reputation.

The three people had a cold attitude towards him, and he didn't stick to others' cold ass. Guo Xiang, a little pepper, spoke mercilessly.

He doesn't want to be boring.

Zhan miaoran was angry. They even excluded Dr. Lin. their operation will not succeed!

"That's it, Monday surgery. You should make preparations as soon as possible. The family members and the operating room should be arranged. " Song tingshen said.

"Yes, Miss Song!" Guo Xiang and an Zehan answered together.

"Mr. Song, let's..." Lin Wen looks at Song tingshen and won't let them stay in the operating room?

"Of course, Dr. Lin is a help!" Zhan miaoran scrambled to say that the main knife can't be a help.

Song tingshen glanced at them. "Since Dr. Lin is here to communicate, just look around and give an opinion at an appropriate time. If it is useful, we will naturally adopt it. But after all, this is not a capital hospital. We can't make a fuss, don't you think? "

Lin Wen didn't expect song tingshen to be so rude. He was stunned for a moment. A chill flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled again. "That's nature. I've benefited a lot from watching."

"Dr. Lin..." Zhan miaoran couldn't help it. Lin Wen looked at her and stopped her.

Zhan miaohran kept silent and asked, "what about me?"

"Dr. Zhan doesn't have to go in, does he? We have one help and two help. Even Dr. Lin is in there. What else does Dr. Zhan have to worry about? Are you worried about me or Dr. Lin? "

Song Tingshen looked at her coldly, "and I am the ruler here, who can go to surgery?" has the final say.

"I......" Zhan miaoran said in silence that no one can rest assured. Moreover, this is someone else's hospital. He really can't interrupt.

But what if I can't go in? What if your operation is successful?

I will certainly let everyone know that the operation was done under the guidance of Dr. Lin. it is the best plan he thought of. Anyway, others can't see it. I'm not letting myself say it.

On Monday, ask the radio reporters to report the matter well. At that time, aren't they making wedding clothes for Dr. Lin? ha-ha!

At noon, Zhan miaoran called his friends in Beijing and asked them to send reporters, especially those from medical magazines, to emphasize that this operation is the first operation for giant hepatic cavernous hemangioma in China, weighing more than ten kilograms, which is a major challenge for doctors and can also reflect their excellent medical skills.

The reporter of the medical journal became interested as soon as he heard it. This is an initiative, and our country is a big country with liver disease. If we overcome this, the level of liver treatment in our country may be greatly improved, which is also an important incentive for the medical community.

Zhan miaoran asked them if they had any friends from local TV stations in Taiqing. They had to let them report. Only when there were many people and momentum could it be effective.

In the afternoon, several people got off work very late.

Guo Xiang put on his coat. Today he was wearing a white down jacket, and then put on the fox fur scarf he bought that day. The whole person looked clean and warm.

Zhan miaoran looked at her jealously. Why do interns in a local hospital wear so well? Why are the clothes you brought back from abroad not as foreign as hers?

Lin Wen looked at Guo Xiang a little stunned. The woman's eyes were clear and clean. She looked simple and lovely, but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows contained a touch of charming amorous feelings, which made people excited. She was really a special woman.

Guo Xiang noticed Lin Wen's eyes and blackened his face. He greeted an Zehan, "let's go!"

Zhan miaoran stood up, "Dr. Guo, it's so cold outside. Why don't you let our car take you home, or it's going to be cold waiting outside."

Guo Xiang looked at her like a fool, "no!"

Zhan miaoran smiled, "you're welcome, Dr. Guo. It's on the way. We came from the capital. Don't you know if you have this car? "

"Oh, Dr. Guo hasn't even taken a car, has he? That's right. I have a long experience today. I'll take you for a ride. I don't think Dr. Lin will object? " Zhan miaoran smiled.

"My pleasure!" Lin Wen smiled. He didn't mind the same car with Guo Xiang. So many people can sit closer.

"Are you sick? Take a ride in such a cold day?" Guo Xiang hissed.

Song tingshen's face also sank. Why is this man so bad? He can't compare medicine with material. He always has to step on people?

"Don't bother you!" Guo Xiang sneered, looked down at Zhan miaoran, took out the car key and weighed it in his hand, "I drove the car myself. I don't need you to send it!"

"Miss Song, would you like to go with me? I'll see you off. It's too cold. It may snow later. " Guo Xiang looked at the sky outside. "I'll drive downstairs first. Come down quickly!"

"Good!" Song tingshen nodded and packed his things.

"Impossible!" Zhan miaoran exclaimed. How could it be? Why does she have a car? Still driving?

Even those who study abroad have not learned to drive. Her family is very ordinary. She also lives frugally abroad. Finally, she learned these years under the sponsorship of Dr. Lin.

This woman has such good conditions at home?

She doesn't believe it!

When he got downstairs, Guo Xiang had already driven the car.

Seeing whether it was a brand-new car or an imported car, Zhan miaoran was jealous and was about to separate the quality and the wall.

An Zehan got out of the car and opened the door. "Mr. Song, get in the car. It's very cold."

Lin Wen saw Guo Xiang sitting in the driver's seat and looked at her in surprise. This woman is really different.

When song tingshen got on the bus, Lin Wen walked over with a smile, "Dr. Guo, can you give me a ride? Our car hasn't come yet. "

"Sorry, we're not on our way!" Guo Xiang sank his face, shook the window impolitely and left.

Zhan miaoran was livid with anger. "Dr. Lin, look at them..."

Lin Wen's mouth was hooked up. He couldn't see his anger at all. His eyes flashed, "what are you angry with? People have the capital to show off. You can't envy them! "

"Dr. Lin..." Zhan miaoran gritted his teeth. Why does even Dr. Lin say so? What's worse than that intern? Don't you just occupy the money in your family?

Upstart!

She knows that Taiqing is an oil city. She must have a mine at home. They are all upstarts.

A bunch of buns smelling of copper!

Lin Wen smiled slightly and fell into meditation. If he could marry this woman, it would be very helpful for his position at home.