Dongcheng, a seven-star hotel.

Dr. Mehal took a nap and his mental state was much better.

He sat in his chair and looked out the window at the bright lights of the imperial capital at night. He said to his assistant, "when can it be delivered?"

"Doctor, I'm going through the immigration formalities. If it goes well, I can see that set of equipment tomorrow afternoon." The assistant replied.

Dr. Mehal nodded slightly.

The assistant hesitated and finally whispered, "doctor, the opinion of the expert group is that you'd better not communicate with Dr. Zheng during the operation to avoid uncontrollable situations such as emotional excitement. You can watch videos during the operation, or your body is important."

Dr. Mehal smiled and shook his head.

The doctor is very stubborn. Once he makes any decision, no one can persuade him. His assistant knows that.

Just now, I just want to have a try. After all, it's ridiculous to observe and operate on yourself. As long as you think about it, you feel there's a huge risk.

Sure enough, as expected, the doctor ignored the proposal of the expert group. In Dr. mehar's opinion, the members of the expert group are all his students, and the level is not enough at all.

When he couldn't keep his mind awake, there was no way but to let the doctors of the expert group do the treatment. But now, all the treatment methods are Dr. has the final say.

As for the operation for Dr. mehar, he had to see the operation process in person and discuss it with the operator... None of the doctors in the expert group agreed, but no one dared to challenge it face to face.

When the assistant went out, Dr. mehar looked out of the window and murmured after a long time: "you don't know how strong Zheng's operation is. It would be nice to meet him earlier."

If only it had been a few years earlier? That transparent ceiling should not be an obstacle.

Dr. Mehal sighed with infinite regret.

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In President Guo's office, the light is still on.

He sat flat behind his desk. Director Mao lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him.

After receiving Dr. mehar, the other party ignored him, which made president Guo very uncomfortable. Although President yuan is the executive vice president, he is in charge of the work of science and education, which belongs to a third of an acre.

Today, President yuan meant to intervene, which made president Guo very unhappy.

But there was nothing he could do.

Dr. mehar's position in the medical community can completely ignore any invitation. It must be useless to speak by yourself. President Guo knows this.

If you want to invite Dr. mehar to give lectures or even become a visiting professor, you must ask Dr. Zheng renzheng to make suggestions, so that there is some possibility.

But... At the thought of this, President Guo's anger could not be suppressed.

He looked at Director Mao and really wanted to scold her. What do you have to do for Dr. Zheng?

Now, sit tight. Not only do you have to watch vice president yuan reach out to his third acre of land, you also have to ask others to reach out.

What's all this!

After a long time, President Guo said in a deep voice, "you should do Dr. Zheng's work."

Director Mao felt very embarrassed. His lips moved subconsciously, but he didn't say a word.

In front of her eyes, she was holding the red chief doctor certificate and Professor Certificate in her hand, full of joy. But it was Zheng Ren's indifferent face and Su Yun's ruthless ridicule.

As a powerful director, will he be ignored by clinicians?

The initiative to stretch out an olive branch was also rejected. It can even be said to be the kind of indifference and rejection that tore his face, which made Director Mao feel unacceptable.

At this time, Director Mao can't let her make up for the rift with Zheng Ren and do it by herself.

"This is what Dean Yan means. You should hurry up and do it." When President Guo saw that Director Mao didn't speak, he said it very strongly.

In the words, the meaning is still incomplete.

If you can't do it, I'm afraid you'll be sad in the future. Not only Director Mao, but also president Guo will be sad.

"Do you hear me?" When President Guo saw that Director Mao, who had always been smart and capable, was silent, he was very dissatisfied and knocked on the table with his fingers.

"Dean, Dr. Zheng may have misunderstood me... That..." Director Mao couldn't survive, so he had to say in embarrassment.

"Misunderstandings? They are all comrades. What misunderstandings can't be explained clearly? Explain immediately! This is your business and has nothing to do with the work in the hospital." President Guo Lengleng said: "international well-known experts and scholars come to our hospital for surgical treatment. I believe you know the great significance of this matter."

Director Mao bowed his head and felt wronged.

Zhao Wenhua, that bastard, has caused so much trouble to my mother after so many years!

When looking for an opportunity, he must let him know his last name. Director Mao thought of it in his heart.

"Dean Yan is not at home. If he is, I'm afraid he will meet Dr. mehar today." President Guo said, "but Dr. mehar's operation date has been set and he has to report to President Yan. He must fly back directly."

"If the work has not been completed by then, you can see what the consequences are."

Director Mao nodded, a little depressed.

But she didn't speak, nor did she turn around and leave. She still stood at President Guo's desk like a wood carving.

"Alas." Director Guo sighed and said, "I know what you think, but President Yan attaches great importance to this matter. You must go all out to achieve it. Face is lost by yourself, so you can get it back by yourself."

"Dean..." Director Mao murmured.

"Don't be embarrassed. I think Dr. Zheng is very easy to talk. You should find a chance to have a good chat with him, or have dinner with acquaintances. Can't you communicate normally?"

Director Mao complained endlessly.

She inquired. Zheng Ren is a surgical dog. He also went out to eat, but most of them were after the operation.

The goods usually have no hobbies, so they are willing to see a doctor and have an operation.

For Director Mao, this kind of person is a hard walnut... No, it's not a walnut, but a hedgehog, all of which are thorns. Don't say anything. You feel pricked when you move.

How could there be such a person in the world? Director Mao thought wrongfully.

Even if you want to plead for mercy, you have no chance at all.

I can't go directly to the intervention department. When I handed over my shift early, I told Zheng Ren that I was wrong. Please forgive me.

In that case, Director Mao would rather wait to meet President Yan's anger.