It was very late when he went back after supper. Feng Xuhui was a little tired, but he was still very happy.

Returning to Haicheng and returning to the starting point of your work is like having a dream. Along the way, Feng Xuhui was dragged to another level by an invisible force before he could get used to and adapt.

Step by step, step by step, now looking back, he already has a feeling of being extremely cold at a high place.

From childhood sales to ace manager, what have you done? Nothing seems to have been done. Feng Xuhui smiled.

"Manager Feng, what time will you start tomorrow?" Liu Xiaojie asked.

"Check out directly in the morning, go to the operating room at 8 o'clock, and go to the provincial capital together when President Zheng finishes the operation." Feng Xuhui said.

With a small hand, I feel really good. Feng Xuhui thought to himself.

"Those two professors are from the Provincial Academy? They don't look like them." Liu Xiaojie muttered.

"Well, they are all leading professors. Mr. Gao and President Zheng learned surgery earlier and had a better relationship."

"Do you study in 912?" Liu Xiaojie asked casually.

"No, at that time, President Zheng was still the inpatient manager of the emergency department in Haicheng. Mr. Gao learned new tips surgery with President Zheng."

Liu Xiaojie felt that her new manager was somewhat unreliable. If a leading professor from the provincial people's hospital went to study in imperial capital, he could imagine. 912 for the provincial hospital, it is a superior hospital, and it is necessary to learn new technology.

But if you go to Haicheng... Liu Xiaojie has a very strange picture in her mind.

The picture is too beautiful to imagine. It's unreliable, she thought.

……

In the provincial capital, Gao Shaojie and Liu zewei came back with some excitement.

"Lao Liu, are you really going to 912?" Gao Shaojie asked.

"Well, I've been thinking for a long time." Professor Liu nodded and said, "I envy you for your progress. We get involved. You know, we are all halfway monks. At the best time, we don't do this. The level is really limited. Now it's absolutely impossible for me to make further progress through my own ability."

Gao Shaojie was silent.

As a leading professor of the Provincial Academy, he knows what it means for Liu zewei to make this decision.

The first is income.

If you don't work at home, you don't have all kinds of money. Bonus, red envelope, consumables, plus the red envelope cost of throwing knives in the province, combined, it is a big figure. It hurts to think about how much you lose in a month.

But this is not the key. Making money is sometimes not a big deal compared with some things. However, once the professor with the group leaves for too long, his bed will be squeezed, and his doctors will be merged into other groups.

When he comes back, the provincial hospital may or may not have a place.

You can't even keep your job. That's a big deal. Gao Shaojie has also considered about going to 912 to study with boss Zheng, but he can't be cruel.

In addition, the wife and children will be thrown into the provincial capital for at least half a year. How ugly the wife's face will be when she comes home. It's frightening just to think about it.

It's not like going out to fly a knife and bringing back a pile of cash. My wife's face is full of smiles.

"Lao Liu, you're great." Gao Shaojie said with emotion.

"It's nothing bad. I envy you for your technological progress. To tell you the truth, I have to thank you for it."

Gao Shaojie smiled and didn't speak.

He knew that when boss Zheng came to the provincial hospital for surgery a long time ago, Liu zewei wanted to learn. But boss Zheng was still very comfortable. He asked his own opinions.

At that time... A few months ago, it seems that many years have passed.

"OK, you go. I'll take care of this side of the house for you. There won't be no place." Gao Shaojie didn't do everything, but he certainly did.

"Thanks."

Gao Shaojie knew that boss Zheng was there. According to the old saying, he and Liu zewei were brothers in the same school. There are some things that are not necessary.

The level of boss Zheng is unfathomable. If you take a long-term view, if you and Lao Liu change to learn from boss Zheng, the technical level will not say how it is in the country. At least director Jin will be nervous.

Although the technical level is not necessarily related to the director, the level is much higher, and director Jin won't go too far in many things.

These things go through in my heart, and the stakes will be clear.

……

Zheng Ren sat in the car. Like last winter, the car slowly drove back to the villas by the lake behind the first courtyard of the city in the night of Haicheng.

If Chu Yanzhi hadn't sat in the back seat, the night would have been almost perfect.

This girl is really annoying. Zheng Ren sincerely shows deep malice to Chu Yan's investment.

But there's no way. The two girls are talking happily. If you want to drive Chu Yanzhi away, you can't say it all the time. Zheng Ren estimates that if someone is expelled, it can only be himself.

It's really distressing. Why doesn't Chu Yanzhi have a boyfriend?

Sure enough, as Zheng Ren expected, he was thrown at the door of the familiar villa. The light of the villa was on. Xie informed the housekeeper of this side and cleaned the house without turning off the light.

"Rest early." In the car, Xie Yi waved and the light and shadow crisscrossed. Zheng Ren wanted to hold the little Yi, but it was a pity that Chu Yanzhi's face with the same youthful color was in the same frame.

It's hateful. Zheng Ren waved and saw Volvo XC60 flying away. He clenched his hands and felt some regret.

Zheng Ren walked into the yard and didn't go back to sleep directly. Instead, he lit a cigarette, sat on the steps and looked at the night sky.

There is less haze, but the light pollution is still very heavy. There are only a few first-class stars blinking at Zheng Ren in the night sky.

From Dr. Charles to director Miao, director Kong and old director Pan, there are a lot of people and things. The past slipped through his heart like water, and Zheng Ren was quiet like a stone.

Half an hour later, Zheng Ren returned to his room to wash and sleep.

Before going to bed, habitually turn on the mobile phone and greet the little Iraqi good night. Zheng Ren points to open QQ to see what the little boy says.

Recently, the little boy updated very frequently. He updated it once a day and never changed.

From study to travel, there is everything. If you don't know what his disease is, you can't see that he is a terminally ill child.

He is happy. That's good. Zheng Ren smiled after reading today's talk. Unfortunately, my level is still not enough. What a wonderful thing it would be if I could recover the flowers that are about to wither before they are in full bloom.

Director Pan is right, but neither is he. Zheng Ren has his own ideas, but after the old director hit the head, his heart knot precipitates to the bottom of his heart, and he doesn't think about what he doesn't understand. This is a good habit.

He smiled, closed his eyes and fell asleep.