Chapter 1139

912, took a piece of broken paper and stressed that it was Zheng Ren's patient

You have to be known about your registration number. Just take this paper and go to the director of B-ultrasound room of 912?

He shook his head, but when he remembered what Dean Xiao said to himself yesterday, he was confused again. No wonder my distant relatives don't believe it. I don't believe it now when I see the legendary president Zheng.

So young, can you really see a doctor?

Lao pan, without any doubt, took a look at the list and said, "the difference between ovarian malignant tumor and sakazaki fetal tumor is very small, so you can judge. Be specific, wait until after the scheduled diagnosis."

Zheng Ren immediately understood what director Pan meant. When he was excited, he almost made a taboo.

Who is sure that he will never be misdiagnosed in his life? It is an unspoken rule that peers help each other. If it weren't for the great event of anger and resentment, generally no one would directly tell the patient that the doctor in front was wrong.

Even if it is wrong, it should be euphemistic to say that you can't make trouble for others. Besides, director Pan is right. I really can't blame the doctors in the provincial capital for this.

It's really hard to distinguish. If you don't have the ability to rebuild, you won't know. You can't have a big pig's hoof alone.

"It's really hard to tell. The teeth inside are not well developed. They're too small to look good." Zheng Ren added with some embarrassment.

Lao pan smiled and said, "this is president Xiao's friend, Mr. Wu."

He didn't mention the specific position and department, only president Xiao. Zheng Ren understood, smiled and stretched out his hand, "Zheng Ren."

"President Zheng, I've heard a lot about you." The man also reached out and shook Zheng Ren warmly.

"There's no big name. It's just an inpatient around the director." Zheng Ren said politely.

"You're welcome." Lao pan waved his hand and said, "director Xia said that the patient is ready to be sent to the operating room. Let's talk after the operation."

"Director, I'm afraid I can't eat after the operation." Zheng Ren hurriedly pushed off the dinner.

If you have dinner with director Pan, it's nothing. But Mr. Wu is here. It's estimated that President Xiao will have to go too. It's boring.

"Oh? In such a hurry to the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University?" How can Lao pan not understand Zheng Ren? He said half true and half false, "is Professor Gao in such a hurry?"

"The Affiliated Hospital of Medical University? What are you doing?" Mr. Wu asked suspiciously.

"Do teaching surgery. Urge Zheng Ren to teach them surgery. It's outrageous that he can't wait for a meal." Old director Pan said this too bluntly, but bluntness has the advantage of bluntness, that is, you don't have to think about it.

Just literally, Mr. Wu was subdued. Who is the master who can teach surgery to professors in the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University?

If Zheng Ren says so, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

But director Pan is as thick as a mountain. Even if Zheng Ren is given more charm value by the system, he can't catch up with director Pan's white hair. This is an objective law, and there's no way for a big pig's hoof.

"Mr. Zheng, you are now at 912? When you have time to come back, I'll treat you out and get together." Mr. Wu's speech has become a lot more polite, and his address has changed from you to you.

"It's very kind of you. You'll have trouble coming back later." Zheng Ren was perfunctory and replied.

Looking at the three figures disappearing at the door, the girl took the paper in her hand and asked suspiciously, "doctor, who was that... Doctor just now?"

She has fallen into chaos and can't speak neatly. take escape from death? It's almost this feeling. She can't tell how complicated the mood in her heart is.

I wanted to believe what the doctor said, but I was worried that I believed it. In the end, I was still disappointed.

"That's president Zheng. He used to be the inpatient manager of our emergency department. Later, he was poached by director Kong of 912." Sun Chao looked at Zheng Ren admiringly and said with envy.

"Now is the doctor of 912?"

"You can say so. You're lucky to meet President Zheng. By the way, keep the paper. If you go to the imperial capital, according to President Zheng, go directly to 912 and find the director of the B-ultrasound room?"

"Director Qi, the level of the health care group is high." Li Sumei said with emotion: "I went to study. My teacher was the apprentice of director Qi's apprentice, and it was also the first-line level in China."

She said, in a trance. Look at Mr. Zheng. He went to 912 for less than half a year. Write a piece of paper and take it to find director Qi. See that meaning, director Qi will not refuse. How good is the relationship between the two?

That's great!

Li Sumei shook her head, began to clean up the machine, smiled and said, "little girl, your luck is really good. I think President Zheng's diagnosis is right. You go directly to 912. Don't go anywhere else. This paper is equivalent to a registered ticket. The ticket dealer's expert number of director Qi can be three or four thousand."

The girl folded the paper seriously and put it in her pocket. But then he felt insecure and took out the paper to find a safer place.

"Don't be nervous. It's all right. President Zheng will return to 912 these days. If you lose it, you can go directly to the intervention department to find him." Li Sumei said with a smile.

"Intervention department?" The girl wrote down the name of the Department and engraved it in her mind.

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Zheng Ren came to the operating room and Mr. Wu stayed outside.

"Zheng Ren, when are you going to come back next time?" Old director Pan asked as he changed his clothes.

"Come back when you have time. I really miss you." Zheng Rendao.

"Don't be ridiculous. Have you figured it out yourself?" Old director Pan asked.

"Well, thank you, director."

"Don't think about so many messy things, but don't ask about your future if you do good deeds. You can take any Nobel prize if you can. If you can't get it, you won't do clinical work?"

"Yes, yes." Zheng Ren smiled. What Lao Pan said was not very clear. The contradiction between clinical and basic research had not been solved, but he simply and rudely cut Zheng Ren's heart knot.

So, it's also very good, Zheng Ren thought. But if you do good, don't ask about your future. It seems so. I just care about curing the disease and saving people. What kind of Nobel Prize? That's it.

Changed his clothes and entered the operating room. See little Yi busy helping to pack up things for surgery.

The patient has been lying on the operating table, and the head nurse is chatting with him to relieve tension. Zheng Ren knew that the head nurse would come forward only after President Xiao gave special instructions.

Director Xia arrived with the patient. She smiled and said, "President Zheng, I haven't seen you have an operation for a long time. My classmate's portal hypertension has been cured. He told me to take it for you."

Zheng Ren smiled.

"During the Chinese new year, he prepared pig killing dishes, but it's a pity that you weren't at home at that time. You can only invite director pan out for a meal, assuming you were there." Director Xia joked.

"Well, the food is good, and the blood sausage is very good." Old director Pan sat directly on the chair in front of the console screen and said, "director Xia, kill the pig in the new year. Remember to call me."