Fortunately, director Pan didn't stay. Zheng Ren thought to himself. The old man is old. What if he is in a hurry and his blood pressure is high?

But Zheng Ren always ignores one point - when he is away, the days are the same. Similar things have been solved by director Pan, and there are no problems.

Care is chaos. Everyone in the world is average. In this world, everyone will be the same without boss Zheng.

Zheng Ren looked at his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were going to fight in front of him. He felt that it was really difficult to live like this.

"Dong Dong Dong ~ ~ ~" Zheng Ren knocked on the table and said in a deep voice: "first of all, I inform you that you have entered the monitoring area..."

Just then, director Pan suddenly pushed the door in.

He glanced at Zheng Ren and came to the table. Zheng Ren subconsciously stood up and looked doubtful. In the past, director Pan trusted himself very much and would not do so.

But he didn't ask anything. He went aside and gave his seat to Director Pan.

When passing by, director Pan said in a very small voice, "your relationship is no longer in Haicheng. I'll monitor it."

Er... Zheng Ren forgot that.

Haicheng first hospital is familiar with every plant and tree, but I'm not here anymore

Zheng Ren sighed when he said this.

Old director Pan sat down like a mountain, tall and towering, as if a shadow was cast on the two people opposite.

"First of all, I'll inform you that you have entered the monitoring area, and your words and deeds will leave photocopies. Please pay attention to your words and deeds." Old director Pan said faintly, and his fingers habitually knocked on the table, as if it were his old pipe cone.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at each other.

Ordinary people are nervous in the face of monitoring or violent organs, or even a little more people.

This kind of thing is very common. When the family members of this pair of patients face Zheng Ren, the young face can't bring them a sense of oppression. They still yell and fight as usual.

But old director Pan sat here. It was as heavy as a mountain. They even breathed a lot more gently.

Old director Pan glanced at them and was not satisfied or dissatisfied. All this is normal. Then he began to talk about the patient and the subsequent treatment plan.

Lao Pan's level is not enough to talk about his illness. Especially in the need for interventional therapy, he has little contact. It is certainly not as vivid as Zheng Ren, but at least it can be said correctly.

It seems that Lao Pan's understanding of intervention is still useful.

"Doctor..." the middle-aged woman was interrupted by her mother-in-law as soon as she spoke.

"It's really unruly. Call the director!" Mother-in-law squeezed out a smile on her face, but it was ugly. "Director, don't scare us. My son is really so ill?"

"Frighten you can cure?" Old director Pan said with a tiger's face, "keep your voice down. If you want to quarrel, go out and quarrel. I tell you, every second you delay, the patient may die suddenly. I said this in front of the monitoring, which has a legal effect. How about? You go out and quarrel first, wait until the anger subsides, and see your son..."

Then old director Pan turned an angle, looked at the middle-aged woman and said, "your husband, is his life so good that he can live until you end the quarrel."

That's right... Zheng Ren is sweating.

He was sure that if he spoke like that, he would be looking for a fight. But director Pan said so, it's all right.

Not for anything else, because the murderous spirit of director Pan and the white haired "old doctor" temperament.

Doctors, the older the more valuable, the older the more trustworthy, this is the idea of ordinary people. Because the longer you work, the more cases you have seen and the richer your experience.

Moreover, the murderous spirit experienced by director Pan on the battlefield makes it easy for ghosts and gods.

So what he can't do, old director Pan can do it. As long as he sits there, it means almost unlimited authority.

"Big... Director, we can do it here." With that, the woman finally realized the danger and shed tears.

"Our hospital and 912 help each other and build together. What can't you believe about the medical level of 912? It's not good to say. Even if you die, you'll have a bad life. This is the top level in our country!" Old director Pan was talking nonsense. Every word was right, but it was wrong.

But whether right or not, every word brings almost unlimited hope to the patient's family.

"Do you know how much it costs to hang up a 912 expert number in DIDU? You can't hang up! Buy a scalper ticket, 5000. Here, you don't need to register. You can have emergency surgery directly. It's good for you. You can't forget your family's short life. All the noisy people have come to the hospital."

Old director Pan's face has always been tiger. The truth is that a hungry tiger looking for food down the mountain makes people shudder.

"When the patient dies, you'll be happy, won't you!" Director Pan continued to steal the white, saying that the faces of his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were very white.

Zheng Ren sat and listened. The goods finally realized their shortcomings.

Old director Pan has a "bad reputation" in the first hospital of Haicheng City. No one dares to provoke him, not because he is old and high-level. No matter what industry, the level is high, but there are many examples that people can't turn over all their life.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, who made themselves helpless and made the patients depressed and world weary, were made honest by director Pan, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Zheng Ren was also convinced.

In a few words, it seems that old director Pan is very disorganized, and even has gossip from family leaders, but the effect is surprisingly good. In less than three minutes, they honestly signed the preoperative words, and then pulled director Pan's white clothes with snot and tears, pleading to save the patient.

Old director Pan still has no good face and shows some impatience. In fact, Zheng Ren knows that this is a play, and old director Pan is the star of this play.

This kind of performance at the elite level really opened Zheng Ren's eyes.

But he also had questions in his heart. When Zheng Renhe and Lao pan returned to the ICU after signing, the patient's family left, Zheng Ren whispered, "director, why haven't you seen you before..."

"What? Wronged?" Lao pan glanced sideways at Zheng Ren. The awe inspiring pressure was transferred to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren shook his head and said nothing. There is a strange mood in my heart, floating.

"I'm old and can't work for a few years." Old director Pan said faintly, "when I dug you up, I thought that after I completely retired, even if you were the attending doctor, you had to be the director."

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Note: there was nothing I could do about this mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. I know that it will be effective to change an old doctor with white hair. It's a pity that I don't have director Pan to support the field.