Zhao Wenhua rested for a few days, put down all his troubles and came back to work.

He has been traveling alone these days, listening to the echo of distant mountains and valleys. It seems that he has realized the true meaning of life in the morning and evening drums.

The whole person was quiet.

Life is like this. It seems that it's OK to live simply.

Although at first, every time I calmed down, I would have that simple and simple face in my mind. But Zhao Wenhua tried to restrain himself and stopped thinking about him.

After a few days of correction, he repaired the trauma in his heart and came to work happily early in the morning after sending his daughter on the plane.

Don't worry about the hospital bed. Just work honestly. What else can director Kong do to himself?

Really kick yourself out? That's impossible! Zhao Wenhua still has this confidence.

Early in the morning, he came to the ward and saw that his ward was empty and there were no patients living in other people. He was a little comforted. After all, only a few days, no one should borrow their own bed.

Subconsciously went to Zheng Ren's ward next to him. It was empty.

Zhao Wenhua was puzzled.

It's a time of complacency. I'm afraid there will be countless patients waiting in line for Zheng Ren's operation.

How can there be no patients?

Is it a medical accident?

As soon as the idea came to mind, he put it out. Boss Zheng knows how good the operation is.

He chose not to fight head-on. In fact, he had completely given up the idea of confrontation in his heart.

It's not a shame to admit counsellor because of insufficient technical level.

In terms of boss Zheng's technology, nothing big should happen. Zhao Wenhua immediately thought of it.

Did Dong tumor dig people away directly?!

This is possible!

Zhao Wenhua felt happy and sour. However, he deliberately controlled his emotional changes and did not let the flame of jealousy burn himself to ashes.

When he came to the office, Zhao Wenhua saw Liu zewei's bald head.

Some bright, like a walnut that has been cooked for ten years, it has been cooked for a long time.

This is a professor from the Affiliated Hospital of Dibei Medical University. He came to boss Zheng to study tips surgery. Zhao Wenhua knows.

Liu zewei sat there bored, which means his guess is wrong.

What happened when I was not at home? Zhao Wenhua began to be curious.

"Professor Liu, are you busy?" Zhao Wenhua took the initiative to say hello.

Half an hour before the early shift, the office was empty. The night doctor was still washing and eating breakfast in the duty room. Only the two of them were there.

Zhao Wenhua obviously has no words to talk to. This man doesn't deal with boss Zheng, and Liu zewei knows it.

But as a doctor in advanced studies, there is no need to rush to the front and confront Zhao Wenhua.

Boss Zheng doesn't speak. He'd better squint quietly.

"I'm not busy. I have nothing to do these two days." Liu zewei was half true and half false, and said with some distress.

Zhao Wenhua pretended to have nothing to do. He wandered around and said with a smile, "boss Zheng has a lot of work. Are you still used to it?"

"Boss Zheng is not here these two days." Liu zewei thought about everything carefully. He felt that everyone in Corey knew that there was nothing to keep secret, so he said directly.

"No? Where's the throwing knife?" Zhao Wenhua asked.

"Feidao... I went too, but I only went for two days. When he came back, he went to the special needs ward. Yesterday, Dr. mehar had prostate surgery..."

Zhao Wenhua was a little disdainful.

It's time to butter up the world's top professors. It doesn't make any difference.

"This is not Dr. Olsen from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences who came and grabbed boss Zheng to make a physical model. President yuan personally ordered that boss Zheng not accept patients for some time."

"What?" Zhao Wenhua felt that he had heard wrong and asked subconsciously.

"Alas." Liu zewei sighed, did not follow Zhao Wenhua's words, but shook his head.

"The Royal Academy of Sciences? Is it related to boss Zheng?" Zhao Wenhua asked in amazement.

"I don't know the details." Liu zewei said vaguely: "a while ago, I couldn't understand what boss Zheng and Brother Yun said about the common sense of medical physics."

Zhao Wenhua was speechless and looked at the special needs ward in the distance through the window.

He did not continue to ask, boss Zheng's sky is obviously beyond his reach. When others deal with themselves, it is a dimensionality reduction blow.

Now it's too late to look back. As long as you want to understand, it's not too late.

Just a doctor, what's the connection with the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences? He won't win the Nobel Prize in physics.

Zhao Wenhua smiled at the thought. If you can't get the Nobel Prize in medicine, let alone the physics prize.

I think too much.

From today on, be a happy person.

From today on, we will go out of the clinic and receive patients, and treat patients, operate and fly knives quietly.

From today on, facing the sea, spring flowers bloom.

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Zheng Ren's life is worse than death these days.

He continued to rejoice that he had listened to the suggestions of director Pan and did not choose to engage in basic research.

He is used to clinical work. Once he breaks away from it, he listens to physical models and various formulas every day. His head is big for several circles.

Fortunately, the work I participated in has been completed, and the matter has come to an end by sending Dr. Mehal and Dr. Olsen and the huge team away.

For seven consecutive days, only one operation was performed by Dr. mehar's prostate interventional embolization. Zheng Ren felt that his fingers were getting rusty.

Even when I dream at night, I dream of the sound of the emergency department flat car.

Zheng Ren was relieved to see the special plane take off and fly away with Dr. mehar, Dr. Olsen and a huge team.

Shi huairu disappeared long ago and didn't come to see Dr. mehar off at all.

Zheng Ren estimated that he didn't know that he was squatting in the Research Institute and was thinking about the formula of turbulence.

"Boss Zheng, I've worked hard recently." Seeing Zheng Ren's expression, director Kong knew what was thinking in the heart of the goods and said with a smile.

Zheng Ren nodded, then smiled and said, "director Kong, I can finally go back for surgery."

"Really don't have to rest for a few days?" Director Kong asked with a smile.

At present, the attributes of the operating dog should not be too obvious.

As soon as the front foot sent the Swedish doctor and research team away, the back foot was eager to go back for surgery. Why bother.

However, seeing that he was full of interest, director Kong didn't want to persuade him deeply.

"I feel like I haven't had an operation for a year. I can't wait." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"President yuan has put everything down these days. Early tomorrow morning, you will set aside time for Mr. Li to do all the CT." Director Kong said.

"Li Lao agreed?"

"Well, boss Zheng, is it possible to find out the location of the tumor?" Director Kong asked.

"Not much." Zheng Ren sighed.