"Boss Zheng..." Mr. Peng pondered for a few seconds and then asked, "why do you say that?"

Why, this question is asked by countless people every day.

Zheng Ren felt unable to answer for a moment and could only smile.

"I've seen a lot of live broadcasts of your operations. The level is really high. It's not too much to say it's a blockbuster. Kong Deming has good eyes and dug you out." Old Peng said lightly, "for the projects cooperated with Nobel laureates, NSFC will naturally give the green light. This is a national policy, so you don't need to lead me."

“……”

Zheng Ren knew that Peng was wrong.

To tell you the truth, Zheng Ren doesn't care much about what Zhou Chunyong does. It doesn't matter who gets on the bus. What matters is the project itself.

"The harder you try, the easier it is to make mistakes." Peng smiled and said, "when my wife was young, she always said to grow old gracefully. Dr. Zheng and Dr. Su, have you considered this problem?"

"Old Peng..."

"Old Peng, I don't know what to say." Su Yun interrupted Zheng Ren and asked softly.

"As long as you say that, you must be followed by ugly words. Say it." Peng Laodao said, "respect is mutual. When facing the objective truth, we should remain rational and objective."

"Old Peng, you're right." Su Yun said with a smile, "in fact, we haven't applied for the natural science foundation. To put it mildly, the money is too little to spend."

Bao Longtao's face changed and stared at Su Yun.

Su Yun smiled and said, "we are connected with some capital parties. Scientific research is a place to burn money. Our country can't burn money on medical treatment for the time being, just like those pharmaceutical and instrument factories, which are mainly based on generic drugs and consumables."

Peng Lao didn't think so. He nodded slightly and recognized Su Yun's statement.

"So, our coming today has nothing to do with NSFC. I just heard about it... Alas, you don't know my boss's temper. It's very fucking." Su Yun complained.

Instead of showing submissive respect for Mr. Peng, he talked like his favorite children and grandchildren, and went straight to what he thought and said.

But Mr. Peng seemed to like this and listened quietly.

"He cares about any patients. You see, his hair is half white. It was caused by a small patient who worried about a foreign scientific research institution a few days ago."

Peng Lao looked at Zheng Ren's hair carefully and smiled.

"I'm refuting what you just said. In the eyes of the boss, your lover is just a patient. We came to visit just to make it clear that there are ways to solve the current problems. It has nothing to do with you just approved... It's the human feelings of President Bao and director Zhou."

"Hahaha, Xiao Su, you're so happy." Peng said with a smile, "we've thought about life and death. My wife just doesn't want to suffer. It's meaningless to see how many people live with ventilators for so many years."

"No." Zheng Renyi changed his ambiguity when explaining his illness to the patient's family members in the past and said with certainty, "I can control the operation in about 40 minutes. According to the situation reported by President Bao, the teachers of the imperial hospital judge that it is still possible for your lover to bear the risk of operation and anesthesia for one hour."

Peng was a little surprised. He had a very detailed understanding of the operation. Finally, he wanted to give up after careful consideration. But Dr. Zheng said that he could finish the operation in 40 minutes. If it were true, it would be a big deal.

Then Zheng Ren paused and said, "when I was in Haicheng, I met an elderly patient. Her lover didn't let me rescue."

Old Peng didn't speak, but looked at the young man seriously.

"I went to the ward round at night and heard her reading the chapter of historical records and Xiang Yu's Benji at the head of the bed." Zheng Rendao said, "it's true that flowers have a reopening day, and no one is young again. But your lover's situation is different. The functions of various organs are still good and your mind is clear. Just now your two elders are still playing chess. It's just a Zenker diverticulum. You should be able to resume eating and your body will get better soon."

"Er..." Mr. Peng was originally determined. This kind of old man can't be said in a few words without an idea.

But he looked at Zheng Ren's steady expression and hesitated.

"The operation plan was sent to the experts by director Bao. Although it was temporarily discussed by Su Yun and I, I think it is reasonable. It's a pity not to try it according to your lover's situation."

"What will happen after the operation? Speaking of high probability, they are all their own people. Don't give me a slap in the face." Asked Peng.

"It relieves the esophageal obstruction caused by the compression of the diverticulum and can eat after a period of time. The operation is not to completely remove the diverticulum, but to shrink and improve the quality of life of your lover."

"To be honest, a thorough operation is not necessary. The purpose of the operation is only to correct the oppression of the esophagus, not to completely solve the diverticulum, so I discussed with Su Yun and reduced the operation again."

"I estimate that the postoperative barium meal examination and electronic gastroscopy of the upper gastrointestinal tract can confirm that the pharyngeal esophageal diverticulum is significantly reduced and the esophageal cavity is unobstructed. As long as you can eat, it's just a diverticulum. There's no need to completely remove it."

Zheng Ren said calmly.

There is no need to completely remove it. This sentence moved Mr. Peng.

This plan is conservative, and conservative contains a bit of radicalism. Peng had already accepted his fate and didn't want to do too much treatment to avoid suffering too much.

He silently looked at Zheng Ren and the young man who had become famous in Beijing in less than a year.

Simple and honest, steady, looking young, but not Meng Lang, giving people a very down-to-earth feeling.

"I'll think about it and discuss it with my wife." Old Peng whispered.

"Mr. Peng, can I talk about the designed operation scheme?" Zheng Ren asked.

"No." Old Peng smiled, waved his hand and said, "professional things are still done by professional people. I'm bold and can't understand what you say."

Peng Lao's words are a little polite, but they show that he has no doubt about his employment.

Zheng Ren nodded, put his hands on his legs, sat upright and watched Peng Lao enter the house.

"Boss Zheng, I'm not skeptical. Can you really do it in 40 minutes?" Bao Longtao asked.

"Almost." Zheng Ren said, "it's possible for my medical team to cooperate with each other. 45 minutes. This time is no problem."

"What about anesthesia?"

"Hmm? 45 minutes is anesthesia time." Zheng Ren said, "don't the operation time you usually say count as anesthesia?"

“……”

Bao Longtao and Zhou Chunyong were stunned. The operation lasted 45 minutes. It was an operation including anesthesia time

Not only them, but also su Yun looked at his boss dumbly.

He really couldn't understand what the boss said to be done in 45 minutes.