Chapter 2559

Director Qiu didn't dare to ask what happened. The less you know about things here, the better. You're just an ordinary person. He knows it. He's a little forced.

After going back, you should tell the two nurses not to talk nonsense. Director Qiu kept this in mind.

"Boss Zheng, it's over." Yan Changsen said mindlessly, but his expression was no longer nervous, but showed a heartfelt joy. Even the voice trembled slightly. In a simple sentence, it was like singing a opera, shaking out of shape.

"Change the dressing in three days, remove the suture in a week and take antibiotics orally." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Yan Changsen was stunned, then nodded, "I know, boss Zheng is at ease."

"I'm going to fly back tomorrow." Zheng Ren said, "I'm a little busy at home..."

"Boss Zheng, you don't know my old man's temper." Yan Changsen smiled bitterly and said, "if you leave your front foot, I guess I'll go back to DIDU to have an operation on you soon. My old man can break my leg, really!"

"...." Zheng Ren was speechless.

"One day, take a day off tomorrow. When my old man comes down the mountain, we'll have a meal and meet." Yan Changsen said, "I will never find many people, nor will I delay you too much time. What do you think?"

It's all said like this. What else can Zheng Ren say? Looking at Yan Changsen's appearance, if he insists on refusing, he can kneel down and say it.

Why.

Director Qiu saw an opportunity, immediately smiled and said, "if boss Zheng is bored, visit our operating room early tomorrow morning?"

"Oh? Visit the operating room?" Zheng Ren suddenly became interested.

Yan Changshen took a grateful look at director Qiu.

"What a big operation you had at the weekend, director Qiu." Zheng Ren asked.

"I read the operation list in the morning. Tomorrow morning, a patient with mitral stenosis with incomplete closure and huge left atrium will have an operation." Director Qiu said, "you and Dr. Su have done a good job in cardiothoracic surgery. It is inevitable to come to Yangcheng to guide the operation."

"The guide didn't dare to say, so I went up and had a look." Zheng Ren smiled.

If you invite a cardiothoracic surgeon, you'll be on stage. But if the director of the Anesthesiology Department invited himself, it would be difficult to do it. But being idle is also idle. It's good to look at it.

This kind of operation is still very difficult. Zheng Ren feels that he may not be sure that one operation will succeed. The completion rate of the operation is 100%. If you pursue perfection, you don't know how much operation training time you need to spend in the system operating room.

When it comes to surgery, Zheng Ren is happy, and the atmosphere in the car is much easier.

When he came to a hotel standing by the Pearl River, Yan Changshen sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun up, repeatedly expressed his thanks and made an appointment to contact tomorrow. Then he turned and left.

"Boss, what do you think of it?" Su Yun didn't leave. He stayed in Zheng Ren's room and asked while looking at the night view of the Pearl River.

"I don't know."

"If you can't open his Changqiang cave, he will change."

"Transformation?"

"Er... The oldest two-dimensional joke, you are really boring." Su Yun took out his cigarette and shook one. "Do you want to smoke?"

"Take one. I'm a little nervous, too." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "I've never seen a Kirschner needle run so far before."

"Do you still think it's a Kirschner wire?"

"With my logical analysis, it can only be so." Zheng Ren lit a cigarette and looked at the dim lights outside the window. There were neon boats floating across the Pearl River. It was beautiful to see fireworks in the world and three feet in the world of mortals.

"It's time to sit down. I was worried that Yan Changsen would cheat. Those skills are very valuable. If Kerry is still a little stingy, he only gives money and hides technology." Su Yun lay on the chair in front of the window and watched the lights wane.

Just the same scenery, but not necessarily the same mood in their eyes.

Zheng Ren smoked gently. He didn't try to draw different patterns from the green smoke calligraphy without effort. These handsome moves seemed meaningless to him.

Smoking is smoking. Watching the scenery is watching the scenery. Just concentrate.

"Today is a duck listening to thunder." Su Yun said with a smile, "I'm worried that if a lightning bolt hits the car, we'll all turn into coke."

"No, brother Yan is ready." Zheng Ren said, "but I thought you had to wait for lightning and thunder to finish before you would go down the mountain. After running so far, you must see the excitement."

"Don't be ridiculous. Curiosity will kill the cat." Su Yun said, "according to master Yan, we all belong to those who have no talent for cultivation. Boss, what do you say cultivation is?"

"I don't know." Zheng Rendao said, "when I was a College Intern, I bought tender tofu, put gauze on it, and took it away a little bit with tweezers. I think this is cultivation."

"You're too low. I operate on mice."

"All right." Zheng Ren didn't care what Su Yun said. He stood in front of the window and was very relaxed.

"Why are you so anxious to go back?" Su Yun suddenly said, "I sold a big favor. You can see from brother Yan's later appearance that it must be good to stay."

"Haven't the benefits been given?"

"It's different. It's like playing online games. You don't pick up after playing strange games. You don't even bother to bend down." Su Yun sighed.

"Never played online games."

"Should life be so boring?"

"I think it's OK. Who knows if the world we see now is a virtual world. Is it interesting for you to play online games in an online game?"

Su Yun found that today's boss was really nervous and talked a lot. If in the past, he would laugh it off and never say so much useless nonsense to himself.

Also, the deafening thunder is still ringing in my ears. The bright lightning almost blinded the krypton gold dog's eyes. It's really a little dangerous.

But it's all over.

The boss doesn't want to mention it, so don't mention it. Su Yun is paralyzed in the sofa, lazily, allowing a wisp of smoke to penetrate the black hair in front of his forehead and float freely.

……

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In the old house on the top of the mountain, master Yan stood with his hands on his back. His old face seemed to be 20 years younger. There was a force of life in his blush.

"Congratulations, master Yan." Song mofax whispered.

"Younger martial brother, keep up your spirit and keep your name in history. It's been hundreds of years, hundreds of years!" Master Yan clenched his hands behind him and managed to contain his surging excitement.

"Tomorrow will be very busy, so I won't bother." Song mofax said with a smile, "goodbye. See you tomorrow."

"Thank you, master song."

"You're welcome. It's due. Thank you. You'd better thank boss Zheng."