Chapter 1162

Sun Ming lamented that he had found his life. He calculated his private money. Finally, he clenched his teeth and said he would invite everyone to dinner.

This is a life-saving grace, saved the aunt who died, and saved more than a dozen people in the community hospital.

You should have a meal.

But as soon as the proposal was said, it was rejected by director Kong. Sun Ming grinds repeatedly and sincerely, but director Kong has no choice but to agree.

If Sun Ming treats, it must be a small shop on the street and the food won't be very good. Let the goods take out thousands of yuan for a meal. It is estimated that they will have to come to 912 hospital the next day.

However, except for big bosses such as Lin Jiaojiao, the food we usually eat will not be so expensive.

If you want him to treat you, you can't hurt your muscles and bones. Su Yun has been worried for a long time and asked a lot of people to book a place to eat.

Zheng Renhe and Su Yun left the director's office and looked around the patients. They saw that Chang yuezheng was happy to chat with the patients with a beautiful smile. They didn't bother. They just felt sick in their hearts. When can chang Yue smile with himself? As a subordinate doctor, it's too much to keep a straight face with the superior doctor all day.

Back in the office, I saw Liu zewei writing a medical record with a sad face.

"Lao Liu, why are you so worried." Zheng Ren asked.

"Boss Zheng, i... I haven't written a medical record for more than ten years." Liu zewei sighed and said, "in the past, when writing medical records, he was also fooling. There were more than a dozen medical records in and out of the hospital a day, and there was also surgery. No one had time to embroider."

Zheng Ren knows that Professor Liu is telling the truth. In the past, when the contradiction between doctors and patients was not serious, medical records were handwritten. A first-time enlarged medical record takes at least 40 minutes. It's still something you can't recognize when you write it.

Fool me. It's okay anyway.

However, with the increasingly serious contradiction between doctors and patients, the standardization of medical record writing has been mentioned more and more important.

But at that time, Liu zewei didn't have to write the medical record himself.

It's really difficult to pick it up from the beginning.

"Lao Liu, stop writing and let Chang Yue write." Zheng Ren smiled and said.

Liu zewei's face was dignified. He shook his head and rejected Zheng Ren's proposal. If you want to be a trainee, why don't you write a medical record?

If you want to learn surgery, you must make a good impression on boss Zheng. I'm not as lucky as Gao Shaojie, but coming to 912 must be the turning point of my life. Liu zewei thought about all this very clearly, starting with the simplest thing.

Zheng Ren doesn't force it. Just write if you want. It's Chang Yue's business anyway.

In fact, Zheng Ren estimates that Chang Yue doesn't want Liu zewei to write medical records. After all, teaching people to learn something is a very cumbersome thing. It's better for Chang Yue to do it himself.

The most important thing is that not long after the church, Liu zewei left. He is not from 912. There is no need at all.

It's just that Zheng Ren doesn't bother to think about it.

Looking for Xiangyang's old position, Zheng Ren took a book and pretended to read it and entered the system space.

Since the intervention skill reached its peak, Zheng Ren hasn't looked at the skill tree.

The peak level skill tree, like Jianmu, goes straight to the sky and can't see the end. In the quiet system space, there is a faint sound of rustling leaves rubbing, which makes people palpitating.

Inadvertently, it's already like this, and Zheng Ren is also a little sad. He checked his few remaining skill points and experience values, and felt a little empty.

After all, everyone is used to big business and recklessness. If there is no experience value for self-defense, Zheng Ren is still worried about any accidents and takes himself by surprise.

Although intervention skills have reached their peak, there is no other in the world. General foreign language skills have also reached the master level, which is not weaker than Professor Sen Yu who went to Haicheng first hospital last year. It belongs to the world level, but Zheng Ren is still worried.

This belongs to a dog whose belly can't hold two liang of sesame oil.

However, Zheng Ren has no good way. In addition to the system task, he can only rely on a little grinding of the long-term main task.

Entering the system library to read, as time goes by, Zheng Ren ponders the operation of embolizing the gastric fundus and left gastric artery.

This kind of operation cannot be embolized too hard, otherwise there will be necrosis of the gastric wall. It can't be too light. If it's too light, it can't achieve the effect of local ischemia, gastric peristalsis and weakened digestion.

The skill of intervening in the peak immediately gave Zheng Ren several ideas. But there was no operation training time, and Zheng Ren couldn't experiment.

It seems that Lin Jiaojiao's worry is useless, or she has to wait until she has saved some operation training time to do experiments.

Time passed quickly and I got off work in an instant.

Zheng Ren doesn't care about these things. He takes a seat in Xiaoyi's car and is finished.

If you can go to dinner, even if it's good, can you ask boss Zheng more?

When he came to a mid-range restaurant, Sun Ming asked you about your tastes and what you can't eat, and then began to order.

Su Yun smiled at Hu Yanhui and asked, "Xiao Hu, tell me about it. What's the good news?"

There are a lot of people, but they are all familiar. They are a circle of people around Zheng Ren. Although Hu Yanhui is a little embarrassed and blushes and blackens, she still whispers.

"I found a boyfriend."

"My guess is, tell me, who is blind and found you." Su Yun's words made people listen. He really wanted to slap him in the face.

But with a high appearance, this idea of hate will be unconsciously ignored.

Zheng Ren felt that if he spoke like this, he would not live to the present. He could not compare with Su Yun.

Hu Yanhui was teased and her face became more red. She whispered, "I rented a house here. There was no parking space. I went home a few days ago. I parked my car in front of other cars and left a phone."

"Just your car..." Su Yun thought for a moment and felt that there was no way to describe it.

Zheng Ren has never seen Hu Yanhui's car. He is curious about what kind of car will give Su Yun such goods.

"What car?"

"Ma Liu, boss, you don't know what it's like. One day I'm going to Bank of China to do business, so I took Xiao Hu's car. I opened the passenger's door and the soft bag on it fell off directly, almost didn't hit me." Su Yun stood up and said helplessly.

"It hasn't been repaired yet." Hu Yanhui's weak explanation.

"In your character, you are still a girl?" Su Yun sprayed it directly.

"Why not." Chang Yue glared at Su Yun, took Hu Yanhui's hand and asked, "say business."

Er... Interrupted by Su Yun, the topic turned to the horizon.

"At more than ten o'clock that night, I received a call saying that I wanted to move the car, so I went downstairs in slippers." The color on Hu Yanhui's face became darker and darker, and her head lowered slightly, "then someone instructed me to move the car."

"It's a handsome man."