In the operating room 912, Su Yun tilted his mobile phone on the sofa.

"Boss, Nanshan city said it wanted to invite us." Su yundao.

Zheng Ren looked at the operation wholeheartedly and asked, "what's up?"

"Isn't the diagnosis of celiac disease clear? President Wu wants to talk to you about what disease should be sent to the people's Hospital and what disease should be left in the mental hospital."

"..." Zheng Ren was silent and shrugged slightly.

"This topic is too big. I'll go back directly." Su yundao.

"Er... Don't wait." Zheng Ren said, "let me think, what day of the week?"

"Hmm? I seldom see you so interested. What do you think?" Su Yun asked strangely.

"This topic is very big, but it is also more important." Zheng Ren said, "it's like the patient yesterday. He can be well without pasta. If he is sent to a psychiatric hospital, he won't be useless."

"I'll summarize the relevant condition. You should come down first." Zheng Ren said softly.

"Tut Tut, the boss is powerful." Su Yun said absently.

"Lin Yuan, lower your back hand. I've said you three times." Zheng Ren didn't answer Su Yun, but pressed the intercom and said to Lin Yuan who was undergoing surgery.

"Your requirements are too strict. Lin Yuan still has little contact. It is estimated that there will be a breakthrough only after another 200 operations." Su Yun commented in the back.

"Well, with her savvy, it's almost that number." Zheng Ren nodded.

"See the result on the side of the small stone."

"Yes." Zheng Rendao, "I'm still a little dissatisfied with the effect of phase I."

Su Yun was stunned. "Boss, some tumor cells in the blood have been found to be under control. Are you not satisfied? Want to go to heaven? This is still the initial effect. It is estimated that it will be better after corresponding improvement in a few days."

"Yes." Zheng Ren said, "I should be able to do better. But little stone surprised me. So far, he has no side effects."

"The child is resistant." Su Yun said, "just say that he is ill. If others had died, he would still carry it."

"Let's talk about little stone. On the way back, I sorted out my ideas and I'll contact bota again." Zheng Ren said, "the oral effect of this medicine can be stronger."

Su Yun looked at the back of his boss. Sometimes he really didn't know what he was thinking.

The number of scattered tumor cells did not increase significantly by controlling the reverse transcription process of tumor cells and curbing mitosis. Fuguier said that bota laboratory had been excited to prepare a cocktail party to celebrate, but the boss was not satisfied.

Is this really ready for heaven?

Sometimes I think this silly goods is really interesting. Su Yun shook his head slightly and suddenly said, "by the way, boss, little stone asked me for my internet account today."

"Account? What extranet?"

"The Chinese biomedical literature database was given to him before he left." Su Yun said, "he said it wasn't enough. I gave him the account of Excel medica database and MEDLINE account."

"What does he do on these professional websites?" Zheng Ren suddenly looked sideways at Su Yun and asked.

"Learn." Su Yun said, "he may feel that he has been his own for a long time and wants to learn by himself and then treat himself. I guess this child, like you, has some disdain for others. This is heartfelt pride or arrogance."

"He is too young to understand many things." Zheng Ren shook his head.

"Who said he was born with knowledge some time ago?" Su Yun seized a flaw and smiled back. "I read his browsing records in the Chinese biomedical literature database, which are related to the research direction of bota laboratory."

"Well, look." It doesn't matter if Zheng Ren wants to see it. It's just some public information. I thought I would give him a mobile phone and he would use it to play qualifying and kill time. But unexpectedly, he began to study bioengineering. Zheng Ren didn't report any hope.

Although some peerless geniuses, such as Einstein, do not need any laboratory to make a guess, it turns out to be correct afterwards, which will at least provide an idea for scientific research.

But Zheng Ren doesn't think little stone will do this. Genius like Einstein can't be caught casually.

……

……

Ningqiao is preparing for a nap.

Unlike others, he has no desire for nap and lunch break, but has a certain fear.

Since the diagnosis of depression, ningqiao felt that the whole person was not good.

Work pressure is great, life has no place to attract him, the sky has become gray, and I don't know how long I haven't seen the sun.

Others nap is rest, while ningqiao nap will fall into an endless nightmare.

But the rest at night itself is not good. If you don't sleep for a while at noon, I'm afraid you have no spirit in the afternoon and have to be scolded by the boss.

In fact, not every time you fall asleep, you will enter that endless nightmare. Every day you sleep is like lucky luck. Ningqiao has nothing to say.

Secretly took out bupropion for lunch and ate it. Ning Qiao didn't tell anyone about depression. He was always afraid that others would look at him differently.

In Ning Qiao's view, depression is a mental illness. He doesn't want others to say that he is a mental illness behind his back.

He didn't want to sleep from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't stand it, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse at any time.

He found a sofa and lay down. He covered his coat, greeted his colleagues and closed his eyes.

I hope it's all right. I hope it's all right. Ning Qiao thought silently in his heart.

Close your eyes, but ningqiao didn't feel sleepy at all. His mind seemed to be full of paste. He was confused and his temples hurt.

It's really suffering. When is the end, Ning Qiao thought in frustration. Death may be the end. In a daze, he thought of death.

It seems that only when his life is over can he sleep quietly. Ning Qiao sighed and became more confused in his mind.

Thinking of all kinds of messy things, Ning Qiao felt that he had "slept" one sleep after another. It's just that the quality of sleep is quite poor. Sleeping is more tired than not sleeping.

"Xiaoqiao, get up and work." The colleague shouted.

"Oh." Ningqiao felt pain in his bones and joints. He didn't know what to do in the afternoon.

It's estimated that the boss will scold himself. Maybe life is really boring.

Ning Qiao got up and thought about what he should do once he was fired by his boss.

But the next second, he was stunned.

The office was so empty that there was no one in it.

A cold wind blew, the paper on the table moved gently, and the brushing sound was gloomy.