Hang up the phone. President Wang was just about to go out. A figure crept open the door.

"Mr. Wang, you are here." President Wang saw that it was the patient's family just now, but it was not the person who let the patient eat, but another person.

"Hmm? What's the matter?"

"Mr. Wang, I'll trouble you to go on stage when I have an operation later." The patient's family members bowed slightly, smiled politely, closed the door back, took out a thick envelope from their arms, and were about to put it into President Wang's arms.

"What are you doing?" President Wang was unhappy and said, "I don't accept red envelopes. Besides, I didn't do the operation."

"This is not a trouble for you. Please come on stage. After all, you are an expert in the imperial capital. What good doctors can we have in Haicheng." When the patient's family members saw Mr. Wang, they were not polite and worried. They threw the envelope on the bed in the duty room, bowed deeply and said, "Mr. Wang, please trouble you during the operation."

With that, he turned and ran away without giving president Wang the chance to refuse.

This matter made trouble. President Wang smiled bitterly with the envelope, and his mind was full of President 912 Kesu's words.

Has boss Zheng's operation been so severe? First in the world? President Su is usually very steady. How can he give such a judgment?

No!

Boss Zheng's operation is really powerful, but it will not be regarded as a teaching operation. The chief director of 912 a department left the general department and was still studying so late.

And learning is a good saying.

He thought and weighed the red envelope.

It was about two thousand yuan. President Wang smiled.

If you do your own surgery, you'll take it. But boss Zheng in the operating room did it. If he accepted it, things would be wrong.

It's really troublesome. I have to pay the hospitalization fee. President Wang weighed the money and thought of it in his heart.

……

Zheng Renhe explained the patient's condition and said a lot. He found that even his ability to explain his illness seemed to have been improved after he climbed to the peak of his intervention skill tree. The language is more concise and easier to understand.

Maybe it's a deeper understanding of anatomy and disease.

Before the operation, he told President Wang that Zheng Ren greeted him and went to the operating room. Holding his mobile phone, he left a message for Xie Yi and walked out of the ward. Zheng Ren saw Feng Xuhui standing at the door of the ward, looking out of the window and waiting quietly.

The largest trolley case was placed next to Liu Xiaojie, quietly waiting for the call.

"Xiao Feng, let's go." Zheng Ren said hello.

"Zheng Zong, is it thrombectomy?" Feng Xuhui asked.

"Yo, do you know the thrombectomy?"

"I've learned all the procedures related to intervention, but I'm just looking at it. I thought, I always have to know what you need, President Zheng." Feng Xuhui smiled and said to Zheng Ren.

"Well, keep trying." Zheng Ren patted Feng Xuhui on the shoulder and passed Liu Xiaojie. He still didn't notice her when she was air.

Liu Xiaojie wondered whether boss Zheng pretended to be a gentleman or didn't see himself? At the time of the emperor's courage, Zhou Chunyong talked to himself with a smile even if he insisted.

She has confidence in her appearance. She must be pretending. Men are big pig hooves. Liu Xiaojie secretly thought of it.

When he came to the operating room, Zheng Ren changed his clothes and went in.

"Zheng Zong, you said how busy you are." Chu Yanzhi complained, "shouldn't you lie at home and chase the play? You have to work overtime."

"Come 912." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "I'm free. It's nothing."

"Cut, brag."

"Really, I'm not in charge of the emergency, so I can go to work during the day, take weekends, and go out to run throwing knives. By the way, Su Yun said that I might go to Inner Mongolia recently. Are you two interested?"

"Inner Mongolia? Why?"

"In a hospital in Horqin Right Wing Middle Banner, someone asked me to have an operation and play there by the way. I haven't been there. I heard Su Yun say that there is a desert, you can go camping and have a bonfire."

"Good!" Chu Yanzhi jumped up excitedly.

The generation who grew up in the city rarely saw such rare things as camping campfires and the full moon in the desert.

Don't mention the full moon in the desert. If the haze is lighter, it must be good weather to see the moon.

"By the way, the patient has local anesthesia. What are you doing here?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Wang always said to cut intestines, so I didn't go." Chu Yan said, "you don't need me."

"I think the intestines can still be preserved, so don't go first. If I can't do it, I have to call you over."

"Zheng Zong, do you think it's really good to cultivate students with such a rule?"

"OK." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Gui Peisheng can't be on duty independently. There are few people in our hospital. Don't you still use it to report to the foreign teachers?"

"At first, but my sister and I have a high level. What can I say?" Chu Yanzhi said with a smile, "who says that Gui Peisheng can't be on duty? My sister and I have a certificate, and according to the national requirements, we must be on duty independently."

"Go to anesthesia. I'm kidding. I still have to have general anesthesia." Zheng Ren smiled.

"Huh?"

"The patient has severe abdominal pain. There will be a risk if he is under local anesthesia. Although he can do it reluctantly, general anesthesia is better." Zheng Ren smiled.

The patient has been sent. Chu Yanzhi jumps to anesthetize the patient. Zheng Ren looks at Chu Yanzhi's back and still doesn't understand. Even if it's fraternal twins, the personality gap is too big.

"Xiao Feng, where's the box? Let me see." Zheng Ren walked into the operation room and asked.

Liu Xiaojie pushed the box over and stood quietly watching. When Feng Xuhui saw that Zheng Ren wanted to reach out, he immediately pulled the box and opened it.

"Slow down, don't worry." Zheng Ren squatted down and began to pick all kinds of consumables.

"Mr. Zheng, take a look by the way. What else do you lack?" Feng Xuhui said, "it's all my own thinking and preparation. I haven't had a chance to give you a slap."

Zheng Ren took a look and found that he had all the basic consumables. Some do not, they can also use the existing consumables to replace, so they smile and don't talk. Pick up what you want and give it to the itinerant nurse.

"Where's Yi?" Asked the itinerant nurse.

"Send the director home. He'll be back soon." Zheng Ren goes to brush his hands.

Then Zheng Ren sat on the back sofa and saw Chu Yanzhi busy through the lead glass, thinking about the recent things in his heart.

If the thrombus removal is successful, there is no need to place a catheter for thrombolysis. In this way, you can go back to the provincial capital to continue tips surgery. It is said that Dr. mehar is also coming. The difficulty of the second stage operation should not be very great. Just give him the prostate.

As for the Nobel Prize, Zheng Ren doesn't think about it anymore. If you can't get the clinical operation, you can't get it. It doesn't matter.

I'm happy. Everything is good.