Chapter 2789

“……”

Zheng Ren was speechless. Facing the brave child, he didn't know how to answer.

"Self study class?" Su Yun glanced at the boy and asked, "what grade?"

"The second day of junior high school."

"Learn the peach blossom origin. Since Yun's ancestors avoided the chaos of the Qin Dynasty, he led his wife and city people to this desperate situation. They didn't come back, so they separated from outsiders. Ask what age it is, but I don't know whether there is a Han Dynasty, whether in the Wei and Jin Dynasties."

"...." the boy on the second day of junior high school stared at Su Yun in amazement, as if he saw a devil. Is he a teacher? I'm a new Chinese teacher, otherwise I can't recite the text so well.

"What's next!" Su Yun breathed, his black hair floating on his forehead.

The boy on the second day of junior high school grinned. He didn't cry. He turned and ran away. This time I really met the teacher. What's the next sentence? This is the teacher's standard question. I have to go back and recite the text quickly.

"Why are you so hard for children?" Zheng Ren sighed and asked.

"Look at his smelly fart. Have you recited it?"

"It's not difficult to recite." Zheng Ren shook his head and said.

"Teacher... I know the next sentence." A little girl blinked her bright eyes and came timidly. The little face is red. It seems that he has summoned up the courage of his life and came to "chat up" for the first time.

"Dinosaurs are everywhere. Can they recite?" Su Yun didn't ask about the peach blossom garden, but said something strange.

Zheng renleng said, "dinosaurs are everywhere" is a short article by Asimov. Su Yun took Asimov to test junior middle school students. It's a little too much.

"..." the female student looked at Su Yun in a daze and then lowered her head.

"I thought you knew. I want you to tell me about the background information of Asimov Galactic Empire. Go out and play after self-study class. Don't make fun here. If we are really bad people, what do you do?" Su Yun's voice and tone of speaking to the girl are obviously much softer than the boy just now.

"Uncle, are you a teacher? Which grade will you teach in the future?" The girl summoned up her last courage and asked.

"I'm a doctor of 912, not a teacher." Su Yun replied.

The girl tries to write down 912, peeks at Su Yun, turns around and runs away.

"You've gone a little too far. You can ask junior high school students such a difficult question." Zheng Rendao.

"The Chinese textbook has been changed, and the ubiquitous dinosaurs have been included in the Chinese class. Don't you know, this is the basic knowledge." Su yundao.

"Uh... How do you know?"

"You don't know how much I pay! When you weave the red rope, I'm doing scientific research; when you sleep, I'm doing..."

"Don't be ridiculous. What's going on?" Zheng Ren interrupts Su Yun's words. He knows that the goods are what he said to him before going back against himself.

"Shi huairu divorced. He has a son. He will take the high school entrance examination next year." Su Yun shrugged. "You don't know how difficult it is for me to do scientific research and help people take care of children. In order to do scientific research, I have started to become a cram teacher. I'm proficient in mathematics, physics and chemistry. Now I look back... It's meaningless. I can't pass the exam in Qingbei."

"Shi huairu? He's motionless and lazy, and a woman will marry him?" Zheng Ren asked suspiciously.

"So regret? That's a big pit." Su Yun said, "what's the next step?"

Zheng Ren looked at a group of girls whispering in the distance. In his eyes, he could vaguely see the light of a small animal. He knew that Su Yun was a disaster. He took the orange and left immediately.

"Take the orange and test it."

The three went back to find ringer and gave the orange to the CDC.

"The children in 912 have only one thing in common - drinking freshly squeezed orange juice. If you suspect there is something wrong with the orange, test it first." Zheng Renhe explained to them.

Ringer is also quite convinced. Generally, this kind of joint law enforcement is a formality. No one can take the lead, and no one will be particularly serious. This is an offensive job. It's hard to do.

Well done. People say you take credit and are greedy for profit. If you can't do it well, carry all the black pots on your back.

Boss Zheng seems to know nothing about it. His purpose is simple and doesn't pay attention to the careful thinking of others around him.

Cure, save, that's all.

It seems that you still have to say something for yourself to avoid boss Zheng making too many enemies. If you don't know when a trip will pop up on the way in the future, you'll be fucked.

"Oranges?" The leaders of the CDC couldn't cry or laugh with more than a dozen oranges.

[they said write a love song soon...]

Zheng Ren's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone and took a look. It was Fang Lin.

"Sorry, hospital phone." Zheng Ren smiled apologetically and went to answer the phone.

Ringer said with a smile, "check it out. I'll follow you and coordinate if anything happens."

"There must be something wrong with the orange." Su Yun said with certainty, "from the perspective of Statistics..."

Facing the expression and look of some doubt from the CDC, Su Yun began to speak from the statistical formula.

"Lin Chu, let's go back first." Zheng Ren answered the phone and interrupted Su Yun's nagging, "I met a strange patient in the chest department."

"Well, boss Zheng, you go back first and I'll follow you to the CDC. I'll report the results as soon as possible." Ringer said naturally.

People at the CDC know that ringer is a department level cadre and an old and powerful director of 912, a large class III hospital. He doesn't understand the word "report".

The Nobel Prize has such a big aura that even an old and powerful director has to report to him? It shouldn't be. Even academicians, director Lin may be polite, but he will never use the word "report".

Zheng Ren smiled slightly and left in a hurry.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Su Yun asked.

"Fang Lin said he received a patient from a car accident, left traumatic pneumothorax, rupture of spleen and right heart."

"It's just a right heart. Why are you panicking?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

"It is not a simple normal right heart, pulmonary artery and aorta transposition to the right, two atrial transposition and two ventricular transposition." Zheng Rendao, "it is suspected that the cardiac torsion caused by trauma."

"..." Su Yun was stunned. "The form of cardiac torsion not only affects the normal systolic function of the heart, but also promotes ventricular filling in the early diastole. The abnormal form of torsion suggests changes in myocardial structure and function."

"It's rare. Go back and have a look." Zheng Ren said, "Zhao Yunlong is hesitating whether to open his chest and reset."

"How are the patient's vital signs?" Su Yun asked.

Zheng Ren tells Su Yun everything he knows, but it's useless. A phone call can't explain everything. And Fang Lin is also very busy. It is said that now the patient is on the stage and the anesthesiologist is consulting on the stage.