Li Lao said, "manager Feng, isn't it?"

Feng Xuhui didn't sit down, but walked quickly to old Li. His left leg was weak and made a sound of "Dong step ~ Dong step ~" when he walked.

"Who gave you this condition analysis?" Li Lao asked.

"It was written by Brother Yun after Zheng and Yun discussed it." Feng Xuhui said.

Sure enough!

The director of rheumatism and immunology was in a trance.

Boss Zheng, he is an interventional doctor, but he also has surgery.

The scope of surgery is acceptable, but how can he even know rheumatic immune diseases so well? Do not look at the patient, or even the follow-up examination to judge what disease it is!

If you change someone, the director of rheumatism and Immunology must spray him directly.

But in the face of boss Zheng who took the bullet from the interventional embolization, boss Zheng who completed the first intrauterine interventional operation in Asia, and boss Zheng who just broadcast the emergency liver transplantation live two days ago

Without hesitation, she just shut up.

He didn't say anything he wanted to say, but swallowed it with a sullen breath.

"Your legs and feet are inconvenient. You don't have to stand. Please sit down." Old Li looked at Feng Xuhui with a smile and said.

"No, no, it doesn't matter." Where is Feng Xuhui willing to sit? At this time, the directors around in front are standing. If he sits down, I don't know how many people he will offend.

"Manager Feng, I heard from director Zhang Lin that your leg was hurt during the earthquake relief?" Asked the director of circulation.

"Yes." Feng Xuhui still had a professional smile on his face and bent slightly to express his respect for the people present.

"Oh?" Old Li looked at Feng Xuhui and asked, "how did you hurt?"

Feng Xuhui lowered his head, bent slightly, expressed his respect for Li Lao, and whispered, "I accidentally hit it."

"I heard from director Zhang Lin that it seemed that he was sending consumables to boss Zheng. The broken steel bar shot through his left leg. Right, manager Feng." The director of circulation department said in doubt.

"Well, I once had dinner with the bold director Zhou Chunyong of the imperial capital. Everyone laughed at him standing at the door of boss Zheng. He didn't have a seat..." another director said with a smile.

Perhaps she felt a little disrespectful to Director Zhou. She paused after half a sentence.

"Well? Then?" Li Lao asked.

"Director Zhou went to find boss Zheng and wanted to learn tips surgery. He rushed to hand over his shift early." The director said in detail: "everyone stood outside and waited. Boss Zheng moved out a chair and sat manager Feng on the chair."

“……”

Not many people know about this gossip.

At the thought of that situation, the director of the University of science and technology stood outside, which highlighted the arrogance and inferiority of boss Zheng.

This doesn't count. He even let the consumables dealer sit and Zhou Chunyong stand.

But when I think of what I just said, is it true? If it's true, no one has anything to say. But if not, boss Zheng would be too arrogant.

"We laughed at director Zhou, but director Zhou said that there was no problem sitting on him. At that time, Pengxi Township ran out of ammunition and food. Manager Feng opened Changfeng's warehouse in Chengdu and filled a car of consumables to the front."

The next story, everyone can guess.

"Manager Xiao Feng, come and sit with me." Old Li is kind like an old woman, with a kind face, looking at Feng Xuhui.

Seeing Feng Xuhui hesitate, she patted the chair beside her unhappily.

"Go and sit down." The director of rheumatism and Immunology Department pushed him from behind, smiled and said, "old Li called you."

Feng Xuhui sat down shyly. "You're too polite. I should have."

"You should, then we shouldn't?" Li Lao smiled and turned the topic aside. "Tell me what's going on."

As she said that, her fingers gently touched the A4 paper on the table.

"The patient in the hospital was sent by a friend of mine in the early morning. I... I don't believe the Affiliated Hospital of our medical university. I went to talk to boss Zheng and Brother Yun about the operation today." Feng Xuhui said.

"And then?" Asked Li.

"President Zheng pondered over his illness while watching the stage. Finally, after discussing with Brother Yun, he..."

"No." The director of Endocrinology asked suspiciously, "how did so many laboratory tests after admission come from?"

Feng Xuhui was stunned and immediately thought of Lin Yuan.

There was an operation, but Lin Yuan didn't go. President Zheng replaced him and said he was looking for the test results.

"Boss Zheng's new assistant did it." Feng Xuhui whispered, the more he said, the more empty his heart became.

This is a medical document. Although they are all insiders, they do not involve the privacy of patients, and they also have their own family members. But it would be unbearable to be put on the line by someone with a heart and buckle all kinds of big hats.

"Assistant?" The director of Endocrinology said to himself suspiciously, "Xiao Wang, has anyone asked you for information?"

"Director, there is no one except you asked me for it."

"Oh?" Li Lao thought it was interesting, and things became more and more interesting. "Who cares about the information you want?"

"President Lin of emperor tumor." The director of Endocrinology said in a trance.

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered a possible truth - Dean Lin of emperor tumor stuffed his daughter into boss Zheng's medical team!

"What's the assistant's name?" Asked the director of Rheumatology and immunology.

"Lin Yuan."

It's over. That's the truth.

The analysis and discussion of the disease has become unimportant. About the condition, the director of rheumatism and Immunology Department and boss Zheng gave the same diagnosis and treatment. We don't doubt whether it is correct or not.

If this can go wrong... The probability is not too low.

The truth told many directors present who wanted to understand this matter that boss Zheng is a potential stock.

I can't even say the potential. They are blue chips with high performance or those with high growth. For example, the small sales manager follows boss Zheng. He sat and Zhou Chunyong had to stand.

There was silence in front of the meeting.

The doctors behind didn't know what had happened, but they all saw old Li sitting together with the family of the limping young patient.

"Who is that man, Li's family?"

"I don't think so. I don't think the tone of introducing the condition just now is like."

"I know that man. He seems to be a salesman of Changfeng minimally invasive. He has nothing to do with Li Lao."

Everyone was confused and whispered to each other.

After chatting a few words, Li Lao smiled and said, "go back and tell your boss Zheng that you will come and see our major internal medicine tour when you have time and give advice by the way."

Feng Xuhui didn't dare to speak, but nodded honestly and invisibly.

All the directors around were crying in their hearts. This is the rhythm of boss Zheng's fight from the Department of surgery to the internal medicine system of the Affiliated Hospital of imperial Medical University.