Chapter 389： I have a dream

The surgery continues.

It should have been a constant twist. Every success, it will make the people's heart-topping surgery in Guantai become very boring under the hands of Professor Zheng Renhe and Rudolf Wagner.

The waves were not shocked, and no surgical puncture failed.

Under Zheng Ren's hands, tips surgery seems to be the simplest b-superposition puncture liver and kidney cysts. It even gives people the illusion that he is not an operation at all, just an operation.

One hour and a half, rigorous like a machine, no matter what changes in the surgical approach, regardless of the patient's condition changes, the operation time control is perfect.

In the operating room, the dean, the director Zhang and others looked numb.

This is a deep gap in the mountains, enough to make people desperate.

The end of the last operation, Zheng Ren task panel, the main line task - the second stage of the crown of the Pearl, the completion degree has become 9/10

Still a poor case, Zheng Ren is somewhat gratified and has some expectations.

Radiofrequency ablation, the effect of surgery is equivalent to the cure of liver cancer, which is particularly attractive for Zheng Ren.

It’s a pity that it’s a little bit worse.

Zheng Ren went to the locker room, took off the lead clothes, and put it into the system space. This came to the operation room.

A dozen eyes in the operation room fell on Zheng Ren's body, and the short fat man's feet moved, but he resisted.

A silence.

Zheng Ren feels so strange, why don't they talk?

After a few seconds, the dean was stunned and said: "Zheng Zong, amazing!"

As the dean's voice sounded, as if the Pacific warm current invaded the Arctic Ocean, the huge iceberg melted instantly, and the operating room filled with a warm compliment.

"Fortunately, okay." Zheng Ren smiled.

"Zheng Zong, what do you like to eat?" The short fat man appeared in the right side of Zheng Ren, whispered.

"All right, I am free." Zheng Rendao.

The former dean said that he would eat dinner at night. Zheng Ren did not feel anything about eating, but the dean of the family invited him and his direct rejection was always bad.

What's more, the Second Hospital of the city asked for surgery on its own, and it was full of sincerity.

Each patient has a surgical indication, but there are no contraindications that are severe enough to affect surgery.

This proves that the second hospital's work on tips surgery is quite heart-warming, rather than randomly looking for patients.

This person, Zheng Ren knows.

"Zheng Zong, at this age, you can do the tip surgery to such a degree, let us the old guys really envy." Ren said with a smile.

"It happened that it happened." Zheng Ren said dryly.

I really don't know how to entertain. Zheng Ren can only use the words without nutrition to serve as the dean.

Mr. Zhang’s contact with Zheng Ren was slightly more than that. He knew a little about him. He knew that Zheng, who is quite high at this level, was not good at interpersonal interactions.

The atmosphere was very well regulated by the director, and if his surgery had half the social ability, he was afraid that the second hospital had already started his own surgery.

When the professor stepped down, it was another round of flattering.

The short fat man set the hotel, but Zheng Ren still insisted on seeing the postoperative patients.

Because... this is a habit.

Finding problems and solving them early is always much better than getting sick.

Because they are all medical practitioners, there is no objection to Zheng Ren’s insistence.

This is a serious and responsible performance. No one wants to interact with the doctor who runs the train with his mouth full of mouths.

After the operation, the patient's condition is stable, and the diagnosis given by the system panel can be clearly seen.

Because of the presence of a second retrievable scaffold, venous blood volume that is not metabolized by the liver is controlled, so complications of hepatic encephalopathy occur, but it is not very serious.

Each patient is treated with a drug such as aspartate ornithine to prevent hepatic encephalopathy.

Zheng Ren also recognized the professional standards displayed by the Second Academy. After watching the circle, everyone went to a nearby restaurant to eat.

Here is a farmhouse, but the food is still very special, and many other places can not eat the game, here.

Venison, swan meat, and wild goose meat have their own practices and flavors.

Looking at the dazzling table of food, watching everyone frequently push for a cup, watching Rudolf Wagner's entry into the country to start drinking white wine, Zheng Ren feels lonely.

The more people, the more lively, the more lonely they are.

Uh... If the Xiaoyi people are just fine. Although she will not be able to dance long-sleeved on the wine table, she will be able to see her eyes bright and tasting of all kinds of strange dishes, so I am already very happy.

Now that I have hand in hand, can I give her a dish?

Zheng Ren’s mind, unknowingly, ran to the clouds and went to the Shei people by folding the space.

"Zheng Zong, there is something to trouble you." Dean Zhang, holding a glass of wine, came to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren was shocked. Is this forcing himself to drink?

Will not drink, as long as a cup, Zheng Ren suspects that he will spit directly on the table.

Seeing Zheng Ren’s face changed, Zhang’s thoughts were clear and thoughtful. After guessing the thoughts of Zheng Ren, he said with a smile: “Zheng always gets used to it, does not drink. Drink more wine When the hand shakes, this is really not a good habit. Or Zheng self-discipline, admire admire, no wonder so young can do tips surgery."

As soon as I heard that I was not forced to drink, Zheng Ren’s heart was put down.

"Zhang Dean, polite, there is something to say." Zheng Ren is very good at Zhang’s senses and speaks more relaxed.

"What you do with this tip surgery is really arrogant." Speaking, Zhang’s right hand clenched his fist and made a simple physical movement. He straightforwardly made Zheng Ren feel embarrassed.

"Ha ha ha, you are younger than me, my brother, I call you a brother, not abrupt." Dean Zhang glared at the shoulders of Zheng Ren, passionate like a brother who has been separated for many years.

"Oh...nothing, nothing." Zheng Ren’s forehead has already had some cold sweat.

"Brother, your surgery is awesome, no one can say a word." Zhang Yuan said: "My brother, I have a dream, is to do tips surgery. I am old now, I can't do it, but I still hope that someone in our second house can do it."

I have a dream, Zheng Ren instantly plays, as if by the black man, a goose bump.

"Brother, you must help this." Dean Zhang took Zheng Ren's arm very hard, and Zheng Ren was helpless.

"Nothing, nothing, it's actually very simple." Zheng Ren said quickly: "As long as you have a basic foundation, you can learn. But..."

"Don't worry, it's fine to say something to your brother." Dean Zhang said with enthusiasm.

"Be obedient, I am busy, I don't think there is much time for lectures."

"Well, I will find you a resistance, and if you don't obey, you will smoke him directly."

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