Chapter 1042

Zhao Wenhua sat at home smoking.

On the desk in front of him stood a pad with a message rolling on it -- [Dr. Zheng Ren plans to have a live teaching operation at the Mayo Clinic today.]

This message is so eye-catching that Zhao Wenhua's eyelids keep jumping.

"Lao Zhao, don't smoke so much." His wife watched TV and told him.

Zhao Wenhua was very unhappy, so he didn't bother to answer, but was silent.

Mayo Clinic, special teaching and live broadcasting! When was the threshold of Mayo Clinic so low?

Because Zheng Ren went, the level of Mayo Clinic also dropped a lot in Zhao Wenhua's mind.

From the world's top hospital to a rural health center.

At the thought of Zheng Ren, that simple and honest face seems to be full of evil.

Last night, ringer asked Zhao Wenhua out and explained in detail what had happened recently.

After listening, Zhao Wenhua was also frightened into a cold sweat.

Looking simple and honest, in fact, his heart is as cunning as a fox and as cruel as a wolf. This is Zhao Wenhua's evaluation of Zheng Ren.

Who are these people? OK, just go to the normal declaration procedure. The doctor who can run a flying knife has made great efforts to deal with these small hands, just for some problems that may or may not exist.

It's so insidious.

Finally, ringer told Zhao Wenhua with great sincerity not to provoke boss Zheng. It's no good.

Zhao Wenhua stuck his neck and didn't speak.

Until this time, Lin Ge sighed and told him that director ye said that Dong tumor had come to dig people and that he was going to open a new ward for boss Zheng.

When hearing this, Zhao Wenhua seemed to be directly hit by a thunder. The whole heart was blackened and the broken pieces couldn't be put together.

I, a master's tutor and a postdoctoral graduate from a famous overseas school, can't catch up with a young man who came out of a prefecture level city and didn't wash all the mud!

In the imperial capital, a large class III hospital, Zhao Wenhua knows how difficult it is to have a ward.

I dare not think about the difficulty. From another point of view, Zhao Wenhua has worked hard for at least ten years, and the thing of becoming the chief director of the ward is still very ethereal. Maybe he won't be the director in his lifetime.

And this is still a senior director on the original basis. Even if he is regarded as a senior director, he has to face the provocation and constant intrigue of the following three or five professors.

In Zhao Wenhua's opinion, opening a new ward is more incredible than Zheng Ren's operation in Mayo and what kind of live teaching operation.

East tumor, where is that? The inside information is no worse than that of 912. It is one of the signboards of Huaqing department, one of the top three hospitals. It is located in the Third Ring Road, with every inch of land and every inch of gold.

It's bullshit to open a new ward.

Do they have a place?

The smoke filled the air, and the light blue fog floated gently, which blurred Zhao Wenhua's vision.

The rolling advertisement of xinglinyuan seems to be less dazzling.

After a long silence, he picked up his cell phone and looked for it again. Finally, it fell on a person's name, but he didn't move.

Although it is said that if Zheng Ren goes to the East tumor, he will naturally return his bed to himself, which is equivalent to no loss.

But Zhao Wenhua was unwilling.

If you took it back by yourself, it's easy to say. The key is that Zhao Wenhua can't accept this way of taking it back.

Zheng Ren doesn't want it. He's picking it up, just like a beggar.

How can the arrogant Zhao Wenhua accept this "charity"?

He finally dialed the phone to confirm the reliability of the news.

"Director Hui, is it convenient to speak?" Zhao Wenhua smiled. Although there were still some voices, he couldn't hear anything in his words.

This is his classmate. After graduation, he went to East cancer. Now he is out of clinical practice and has become the director of the dean's office.

The energy of this director is not inferior to that of an ordinary director, even a little higher in a sense.

"At home, what's up, Lao Zhao." The voice on that side is very flat.

"Ask me something. It is said that you are going to dig up our boss Zheng?" Zhao Wenhua said.

When he said boss Zheng, he was a little tired. But you can't easily let people see that you and Zheng Ren don't deal with each other. The city government should be deep and how old it is.

Zhao Wenhua repeatedly warned himself that we must pay attention to words and actions.

"Lao Zhao, you're not the director of the intervention department. Don't get involved in it." Director Hui's voice was a little harsh.

Zhao Wenhua was stunned. What's the situation?

Usually, director Hui speaks politely, never gets angry, and his mind is very deep. Generally, he won't say anything in a harsh manner.

Really, are you in a hurry to bully yourself before you fall down? Zhao Wenhua felt bitter.

Ringer is like this, and so is director Hui.

But he didn't show it, but asked, "Lao Hui, we are classmates. I don't mean anything else. Just ask."

"Lao Zhao, I just had an intention to do this in the yard. Why did you know all the trouble? Director Kong just asked me to understand the situation. Don't be rude."

Zhao Wenhua's heart sank. Is it true?

"Are you really going to dig boss Zheng? I heard you're going to open a new ward. It's a big deal. I envy you." Zhao Wenhua said that he could feel a sour taste in his mouth.

"The Dean just had an idea and hasn't been to the meeting yet. But the Dean talked to several departments. If boss Zheng agrees, I'm sure he will move a ward for him."

"..." is actually true!

"Lao Zhao, you didn't come to persuade me not to dig boss Zheng." Director Hui asked.

"No, I just heard. I'm curious. Just ask." Zhao Wenhua made his tone as relaxed as possible.

"That's good. It's estimated that the hospital will start work recently. I'll talk to boss Zheng first. As long as boss Zheng agrees, I don't believe what else 912 can do."

Listening to the tone of director Hui's speech, Zhao Wenhua felt that the east side of the tumor was determined to dig people.

This

There were bursts of confusion in his mind.

As for? What kind of big hand, come and move out of a new ward.

At the thought of the new ward, Zhao Wenhua's envy, jealousy and hatred all poured up.

No longer interested in perfunctory, he casually said a few words, some did not, and hung up the phone.

"To give a new ward... To give a new ward..." Zhao Wenhua murmured.

"Lao Zhao, the hospital will give you a new ward?" Zhao Wenhua's lover heard a few words. He was so excited that he didn't even wear slippers. He ran to the door of the study and asked.

"Ah?"

"The hospital will give you a new ward?"

Zhao Wenhua is furious. He wants to give me a new ward. Is he still forced to smoke here?!