Chapter 2677

"Boss, the annual salary in this letter of appointment is empty." Su Yun turned over the document and said with a smile.

"Oh, is it for me to fill in?"

"You see, it's cool and fast enough for others to handle affairs!" Su Yun exclaimed.

"I don't know what to eat at home at night." Zheng Ren stood in the elevator, watching the numbers changing, and said to himself.

"With your strength, what's different?" Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren smiled. The document didn't seem to exist and didn't attract his attention at all.

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It's getting colder and colder. I see it's going to snow recently.

Zheng Ren's impression of the last snowy day seemed to celebrate Yi's birthday in Haicheng. On this birthday, I seem to be going to Stockholm.

What he doesn't know is that the waves stirred up inadvertently are rippling and expanding in circles, changing the world. Among them, Lao he's feeling is more obvious. Finally, one of the salted fish turned over.

Near the middle of November, the annual meeting of the Department of anesthesiology in DIDU was held.

Lao he received more attention, and even many directors attending the meeting inquired about who Lao he was.

Lao he is very busy these days. He has more than 100 friends in wechat, all of whom are the directors who chat up at the annual meeting of emperor anesthesia.

For a moment, Lao he even understood the agony of being accosted.

Once upon a time, I was just a little transparent and no one noticed. Although I complained occasionally, my life was still normal.

But now it has attracted more attention, which seems to annoy him even more. During the two days of the annual meeting, Lao he was tired with backache and leg pain.

Don't attend the national annual meeting this year. Lao he has a headache when he thinks that more people are looking for him.

He knew all these things in his heart, not because of his high level of anesthesia, but because everyone was curious about boss Zheng who broke the dimensional wall with clinical surgery. As boss Zheng's anesthesiologist, I naturally love Wu and Wu.

Today, director Xu talked to Lao he and said that he would be promoted after the year and the position of deputy director.

If he had been a year earlier, he would have been too excited to be the deputy director of the 912 Department of anesthesiology.

But now Lao he's heart is like an ancient well. These things are really not as simple as being a full-time anesthesiologist next to boss Zheng.

In recent years, the news of sudden death of doctors has been reported repeatedly, and the Department with the most deaths is the anesthesia department. High pressure and shaft rotation are all problems.

But with boss Zheng, these troubles no longer exist.

There is more work, but the pressure drops sharply. Behind him stands a performer with a higher level than himself. What are you afraid of.

Although boss Zheng doesn't show the level of anesthesia many times, Lao he firmly believes in this. Therefore, no matter what anesthesia, Lao he can easily deal with it and play an unconventional level.

In the face of director Xu, Lao he expressed his gratitude to Director Xu through his superb acting skills without physical performance. Although they both know what's going on, Huahua sedan chair people can't lift people. It's also their ability to see through without telling.

When it was time to get off work, Lao he didn't leave. He was waiting for Su Yun's call.

This evening, Professor Yang, who has liver and gall, invited him to dinner. Apparently, he expressed his gratitude to the pancreatic pseudocyst operation rescue table a few days ago, but Lao he knew that Professor Yang was looking for an opportunity to get close to boss Zheng.

He was really lucky. Lao he thought with a smile.

When boss Zheng came to 912, he knew there was such a person very late. But I can't stand my thick skin and bright eyes.

Why are your ears a little hot? Who is whispering behind your back? Lao he smiled and touched his ear.

It's a little hot, not only hot, but also hot.

At Langshan county hospital 156 kilometers away, someone is really talking about Lao he.

The director of the Department of Anesthesiology of the county hospital personally anesthetized an emergency operation for acute appendicitis. The patient is an old man of his family. He is 76 years old.

Xiang Heping, director of the anesthesiology department, didn't have the problem that his family couldn't get off his hands. He went straight to the battle and did epidural anesthesia.

"Director, isn't it very boring to go to the imperial capital for a meeting this time?" The assistant was chatting.

"It's really boring, but I added he junjin's wechat and left a phone." Director Xiang sat on the chair, opened the puncture kit and prepared for disinfection.

"He junjin, who is that?"

"During this time, someone in the wechat group always asks who Lao he is. Don't you know?" Director Xiang disdained.

In the large and small groups of anesthesia, director Qiu of Yangcheng began to look for Lao he, which has become a stem.

Who is Lao he? The more you think about it, the more funny it is.

"It's him, boss Zheng's exclusive anesthesiologist! Director, is he very arrogant?" Asked the assistant.

"No, they are the kind with ability and no temper." Director Xiang said, "it's very kind. It's not like you. Your tail has long been up in the sky."

"Hey, hey, director, look at what you said. How could it be?"

"Why not." Director Xiang said, "look at Lao he..."

"Director, Lao he..."

"You called Lao he, too? You have to call Mr. He!" Director Xiang corrected, "people have a high level. It is said that boss Zheng's anesthesia skills are taught by Lao he."

"Isn't boss Zheng an interventional doctor? Why is he still anesthetized?"

"You know shit! The top professors don't know anything. They all say that imperial experts have a big mouth and can make regular diagnosis directly. That's the ability. The patient who underwent cholecystectomy to cut off the common bile duct a few years ago went to Chaoyang Hospital to wipe his ass."

With that, director Xiang has brought the topic to the most practical ass wiping.

Langshan is not far from the imperial capital, but the patients are also sucked by the imperial capital so much that the medical level here has not been developed.

Wiping his ass was a matter of being prepared. Director Xiang actually admired his face. At that time, so many people wanted to add Lao he's wechat, and he was a hard way to kill himself.

"Dad, give you a needle. It doesn't hurt!" Director Xiang finished detoxification, raised the volume and said to his old man.

His father is in the right knee bending position, a very ordinary position. Director Xiang took the puncture point of chest 11 ~ 12, and there's nothing to say. Although he was an old man of his own, and looked a little nervous, his limbs were slightly stiff and trembling, director Xiang was not soft at all.

After routine disinfection and towel laying, bypass puncture was performed, and the tube was placed upward after reaching the epidural space.

Just an epidural anesthesia? Don't be too simple!

Director Xiang then withdrew the puncture needle and adjusted the epidural catheter. Just adjusted the angle, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong. The strength of the catheter was wrong!

What's going on? Director Xiang's heart suddenly hung up, and a bad idea appeared in his mind.