"It's Mr. Zou Jiahua of Zou's real estate." The doctor said calmly. The subtext was clear. Dr. Huo shook his head disdainfully.

"912 hospital is not famous for neurology. If you look for it in the mainland, it should also be hospitals such as Xiehe and the temple of heaven." Another man wondered.

"A while ago, Mr. Zou's Gu poison was diagnosed as cardiac ion channel disease by the doctor and underwent surgery. The postoperative effect was very good without any..."

"It was just a coincidence." Dr. Huo packed up his things and said casually, "without modern scientific evidence, we can diagnose a disease casually.

I believe you have seen a lot in clinical practice. "

"912? Is Dr. Zheng nominated for the Nobel Prize this year? How did he diagnose it?" Dr. Wang suddenly asked.

"He said he had no time and asked Mr. Qin to fly to the imperial capital for further inspection." The doctor who said this can't believe it. Is Dr. Zheng so arrogant?

The doctors present here, from all over the world, are big cattle in their profession. But Dr. Zheng asked Mr. Qin to fly to the imperial capital.

"What is the diagnosis?" Asked Dr. Huo.

"He said in the email that it was initially considered to be acute narcolepsy."

Dr. Wang's eyes lit up.

"Impossible!" Dr. Huo gathered up all his data and resolutely turned away. "Gu poison, witch doctor, even wearing the cloak of modern science, can't change this fact. If Mr. Qin Lu chooses to find a witch doctor, I have nothing to say."

With that, he left the conference room on the top floor directly.

No curiosity about the diagnosis in the email.

This is not like a hospital, but like a top seven-star hotel.

There are not many people, which is the opposite of 912 people.

Dr. Wang thought deeply. Instead of leaving in a hurry, he stopped the doctor who finally said the content of the email.

He vaguely remembers that the doctor is an expert of Heyang hospital and a doctor who graduated from the medical center in Montreal, Canada more than 20 years ago.

It's the same family as yourself.

"Can you tell me how Dr. Zheng diagnosed it?" Dr. Wang asked with a smile.

"There is no exact diagnostic process, only a preliminary diagnosis."

"Did he say anything else?" Dr. Wang first met a doctor with the same diagnosis as himself, so he was particularly interested.

But the answer is No.

He finally asked for Zheng Ren's mailbox and left bitterly.

……

……

When Zheng Renhe and Shi huairu left, it was already 5:30 p.m.

If it weren't for Dr. mehar's energy, Zheng Ren felt that the two doctors would work all night.

The hospital allocated another ward for Dr. Olsen's team to place some urgent instruments. The signal transmitted by the instrument will be returned to a large laboratory in the United States for calculation and corresponding later work.

It was agreed to give Dr. mehar interventional embolization of the prostate three days later. The guide wire used was still a special guide wire, which could transmit blood flow signals.

Zheng Ren didn't ask shi huairu where he was going and what he was going to do.

Watching him leave without touching his toes, like a ghost, Zheng Ren highly suspected that the goods would not report any work, but would find a place to lie down and grow old all the way.

I've never seen such a lazy person before.

But because it is a special task, we can't ask more. When he was in Haicheng, director Pan taught him this lesson.

After leaving the special needs ward, ringer breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss Zheng, I feel tired watching your research this day. Are you in good health?" Ringer asked with a smile.

"OK." Zheng Ren said, "director Lin works hard."

"What director, deputy director, or the one without real power. But it's good to have no real power now. I don't want to make any career at my age. I don't have much pressure. It's very good." Ringer said.

"If Dr. mehar agrees to return to normal after operation, he will give two lectures. What academic conference will the hospital hold?" Zheng Ren doesn't understand.

"Well, I think so." Ringer said: "academic, should be held, is to improve the academic status."

In the face of the influx of patients, it is conceivable that the research is weak. But there is no way, Zheng Ren understands.

"Boss Zheng, have a meal together?" Asked ringer.

"No, I'm a little tired. I'll go home. See you tomorrow." Zheng Ren directly rejected Ringer's invitation.

Just now he said he was not tired, this boy... Linge looked at Zheng Ren's figure turning and leaving helplessly.

There is no resentment, but some envy such young people.

In the hospital, the technical level is high, that is, hard core. It's useless to say anything else.

When the mobile phone rang, ringer took a look. It was ye Qingqiu.

At this point, he didn't let himself stop. He was a little helpless.

"Boss Zheng's side is over." Ye Qingqiu asked on the phone.

"Just finished."

"Cardiothoracic surgery has a whole hospital consultation. Go and preside over it."

"OK."

With that, ringer hung up. He glanced at the time, 17:35. This point must be a big deal for the whole hospital to consult.

"Director Lin, is there a whole hospital consultation?" Zheng Ren, who was going to leave, suddenly appeared around linge and asked with a smile.

“……”

Ringer felt sick in his heart, but there was no sign on his face. He said, "boss Zheng is interested? Let's go and have a look."

"Yes." Zheng Ren happily accepted the invitation. The whole person's state is quite different from that when linge didn't hesitate to refuse to have dinner together.

This kind of surgical dog! Ringer sighed.

They walked all the way to the inpatient department. Zheng Ren looked at the task just issued on the system panel and thought about it in his heart.

[urgent task: a murder case caused by steamed bread.

Task content: successfully rescue a patient with esophageal sharp instrument injury and aortic hematoma

Task time: 24 hours.

Task reward: experience value 100000 points, reputation + 1.]

The task reward is very general, without any highlights, nor the lucky value Zheng Ren craves.

Esophageal sharp instrument injury generally refers to the diagnosis of patients who swallow sharp instruments, such as blades, and commit suicide.

However, this way of suicide is relatively rare, difficult to die and extremely painful. It is difficult for ordinary people to put the blade in their mouth and swallow it in one bite.

Zheng Ren is more interested in this task.

Moreover, cardiothoracic surgery should consult the whole hospital at this time. It must be a particularly difficult patient.

While walking, Zheng Ren called Su Yun and asked him to come with him.

Cardiothoracic surgery, I'm afraid if I don't tell him, I'll have to turn against myself tomorrow.