Mayo's procedure for receiving patients is more complex than 912, and there are many procedural things.

The doctor of gastrointestinal surgery has to wait for the handover of the admission situation of the community hospital. According to Zheng Ren's understanding, he still doesn't want to take over such a patient whose appendix hasn't been cut off.

In 912, no one wants to take this kind of patient. When doctors all over the world simply face diseases, their treatment methods are still relatively close.

God knows what the guy in front will do in the patient's stomach.

And even the appendix is not cut off, indicating that the patient is in a very serious condition. What if he can't solve it himself after opening it?

Whoever is willing to do the work of carrying the pot, I won't do it anyway.

This idea is too common. Zheng Ren understands it and can't force it. Here, I have already brushed my face when I can arrange hospitalization for Wu Hui. For others, I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do.

Wu Hui's state is no problem. 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 will get good treatment. Zheng Ren is quite satisfied.

Then get ready to go, Zheng Ren thought.

Just about to talk to Su Yun about leaving, Dr. Jack looked strange and said a word to Dr. Smith.

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

"Address?" Zheng Ren wondered.

"Yes." Dr. Smith nodded cautiously. The guest professor was just talking casually, but now he decided in an instant.

No matter what the address is, it can prove that Dr. Charles has a different attitude towards Zheng Ren from others.

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

Zheng Ren also realized that it might be the old man who wanted to send gifts to himself. At this time, I haven't left yet. It's better to visit the old man.

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

"You're late. I've already informed Zou Zhihua." Su yundao.

"..." Zheng Ren was very helpless. He was too happy and had bad times. Then go and visit the old man quickly, and you won't have to toss.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun briefly explained the situation, then left and went straight to Dr. Charles's laboratory behind.

Dr. Smith hesitated for a long time and finally went with him. Intuition told him that it might be good to accompany Dr. Zheng.

Dr. Charles is reviewing the data. Although he is very old, he still works in the laboratory like a young man.

Although it is also a laminar flow laboratory, Zheng Ren always thinks the air here is bad. Maybe it has something to do with some substance used in the experiment.

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

"Young man, haven't you left yet?" Dr. Charles asked in surprise when he saw Zheng Ren.

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

"Help?" Dr. Charles noticed the word used by Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren told the story again. He didn't say what problem he found, but made an objective statement.

"You go and find out who is in the community hospital." Dr. Charles called his assistant and ordered.

Zheng Ren has some claws.

He doesn't want to touch such a thing.

It's a great favor to help Wu Hui live in the Mayo Clinic. It's a little 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. Smiled 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 respectfully: "in fact..."

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

"Then..."

"It's not a small gift, but a big gift! I've collected a set of surgical knives for you over the years." Dr. Charles was very proud, and did not hide his pride, said with a gesture.

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment and was ecstatic.

The surgical knives collected by Dr. Charles must be the world's top, and they may also be privately customized.

Regardless of the price, this effort alone is invaluable. But is it really good to do so?

After ecstasy, Zheng Ren was immediately confused.

Farewell, can be very calm to accept. However, surgeons give away the knives they have collected for so many years. There is a strong smell of inheritance and inheritance.

Although I had a good chat with Dr. Charles, they can only reluctantly say that they are friends who forget their years, which is still far from the word inheritance.

Smith's heart tightened when he heard Dr. Charles say so. Fortunately, I didn't directly refuse the visiting professor before, otherwise I would be in a dilemma at this time.

Dr. Charles's young man, a visiting professor, was rejected. It was his own death.

We must hurry up and try to get an invitation from a visiting professor when Dr. Zheng returns home.

no We should finish it before he returns home.

"I'm too old for surgery." Dr. Charles smiled, "I've seen what I like and thought of what I can use these years, so I've customized one, and gradually accumulated some. It's a pity to keep it for you and have a good operation."

Zheng Ren was so excited that goose bumps came up.

That's true!

He stood at a loss. He didn't know what to say and was at a loss.

Su Yun was stunned. What's the situation?

"Ha ha." When Dr. Charles saw Zheng Ren's appearance, he smiled again and said, "what's the matter? Are you interested in doing an operation with my knife in Mayo?"

"Yes!" Zheng Ren blurted out.

"Yes." Dr. Charles nodded, stood up, closed the document and walked to Zheng Ren with his back hands: "is your Chinese friend clear?"

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

"That's good. It's this operation. When my assistant brings back the previous medical record, you can refer to it and do a perfect appendix operation for me." Dr. Charles said faintly.

Then he waved and someone brought a shiny silver box. I don't know what precious metal it was made of.

Zheng Ren took it over. It was not as heavy as expected. The box itself was very hard, but very light. The material alone was estimated to be worth hundreds of thousands.

"Open it." Said Dr. Charles.