"Say!" Ma Quan's voice was a bit heavy, and the voices of the financial boss and sales director who were arguing were small.
They are the old buddies who played together in the world. They can feel the anger of Ma Quan’s heart.
This anger is sure to be directed at oneself, but it has not been vented. I don't know which is the bad luck. I called in at this time...
"What? Let me go?"
"What a joke!"
"roll!"
The horse is like a volcano that emits endless anger.
With the increase of age, with the improvement of status, Ma Quan has rarely sweared. The two directors looked at each other and ended the quarrel quietly.
Ma Quan hangs up the phone in anger, throws the phone on the table and makes a "squeaky" sound.
"Playing the piano!" Ma Quan said with anger.
"Ma Dong, who made you angry?" asked one of the subordinates.
"Hey!" Ma Quan did not speak, he suddenly stunned, as if thinking of something.
"Ma Dong? Where are you uncomfortable? Need to call a doctor?"
"Ma Dong?"
Ma Quan’s secretary saw that he was in a wrong situation and asked quickly.
"I'm fine." Ma Quan waved his hand. "Don't talk."
The big conference room fell into a dead silence, everyone looked at each other and said nothing.
After ten minutes, Ma Quan slowly stood up and picked up his mobile phone. Every movement is slow, as if it were slow motion.
"Check it out, there is no ticket to Haicheng before 8 o'clock tonight." Ma Quan said, the expression is a bit strange.
Haicheng? where is that?
Everyone here, few people knew the name of the city a few months ago. Recently, however, this name has always existed in the Changfeng Mini Creation.
As the policy tilted toward Haicheng, many people in the company have expressed their dissatisfaction.
Ma Dong wants to lay down the board of directors that is vital to the company and rush to Haicheng?
The secretary does not ask why, please check immediately.
"Ma Dong, there is no ticket today." Secretary said.
Haicheng is a third- and fourth-tier city, and the plane between the city and the capital is not every day.
"Then drive." Ma Quan has returned to normal at this moment, calmly speaking, and the fierce horse a few minutes ago.
After that, Ma Quan called out the phone.
"Feng Xuhui?"
"I will go to Haicheng at noon, and I will see you at the first hospital."
After that, Ma Quan hung up the phone.
Changfeng has created a lot of middle and high-level surprises. What happened to Ma Dong? Was it called by a regional manager with almost no sales?
How can this thing reveal a strange taste?
"You continue to argue." Ma Quan said coldly.
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Feng Xuhui's heart is like a roller coaster ride, slipping down the bottom of the valley, but flying high in the next moment.
The hand holding his mobile phone shivered slightly, and his back and palms were full of sweat.
Although I have been resigning, I really have to make up my mind to resign. How easy it is.
When Feng Xuhui was Ma Quanzhen, he was so desperate. However, I did not expect that a few minutes later, Ma Dong called and said that he was going to drive directly.
This is simply the most bizarre story.
After the end of life, Feng Xuhui raised a strange idea in his heart, and he firmly believed that the immortal of the Emperor was guiding the way.
Returning to the operation room, watching Zheng Ren's skillful completion of tips surgery, Feng Xuhui's heart gradually stabilized.
Hold Zheng always thighs, sure!
If you can't do anything with your thighs, what else can you do!
There is no difficulty in Zheng Ren's surgery. Before the operation, the patients who have no indications for surgery have been removed. And with a new method to determine the way of puncture points, Zheng Ren is more and more skilled.
Four sets of tips, each using less than half an hour on average. The same is true for the second-stage surgery, which is generally skilled.
Skilled surgery, excellent techniques, not only bring Feng Xuhui confidence, but also let Kong Director firmly believe.
Sure enough, at eleven o'clock, all the tips surgery was done.
"Bring up patients with Budd-Chiari syndrome." Zheng Rendao.
After that, he suddenly realized that "Yes, did the patient explain it before surgery?"
"..." Dean Zhang’s heart was full of joy and he completely forgot about it.
What is Budd-Chiari syndrome, where there are tips for surgery.
As for Wang Qiang, this patient is Cheng Lixue and has nothing to do with him.
Looking at the expression of Zhang Dean and Wang Qiang, Zheng Ren smiled. This is a hot hair, and it’s hard to do.
"Mr. Zheng, do you want to have a meal at noon." Dean Zhang smiled. "The thing that was explained before the operation was that I was negligent. I arranged for people to get it."
Zheng Ren hesitated a bit. After all, it is not a hospital in the city. If you cross the director Zhang, if you have to do surgery, will it be too arrogant and too overbearing, too tempting?
Sighed, Zheng Rendao "Zhang Dean, not that I have to do surgery, Bujia syndrome looks particularly heavy, in fact, interventional surgery can be cured."
"..." Although Director Zhang was involved in the intervention, he did not know anything about Bujia syndrome.
This kind of rare disease can't be encountered in one part of life. Is there any good research? If you encounter it, isn't there any superior hospital like Emperor and Modu?
With that energy, it is better to study more common diseases.
When Gao Shaojie saw it and knew Zheng Ren’s thoughts, he and Wang Qiang tried their eyes.
Wang Qiang hesitated for a moment, but after thinking about it, this is a good opportunity for Cheng Lixue to face his face. Then he smiled and said to President Zhang, "Dr. Zhang, if you go to eat a meal, you are busy for one morning. On the patient side, I will communicate."
Dean Zhang nodded, and even greeted Zheng Ren to eat a meal.
Zheng Ren is tired and hungry, and it is impossible to hold on to the arrogance of a child.
President Zhang’s attitude towards Zheng Ren has changed.
It is a skill to do surgery, but it is not a big skill.
People who can do, can do surgery without surgery, trip over a lifetime, or be decentralized to the farm to raise rabbits, it is not without but that will only do, but absolutely It is not the total extent of hospitalization in the emergency department of the city.
You see, in a few days, even the medical academy of the provincial capital did not go, directly jumped to the third level and went to the emperor.
Such a person, not to mention the knot, how to leave a good relationship. After the reunion of the landscape, I will definitely ask for it.
At noon, eat in the small stove canteen of the hospital.
Although repeatedly banned repeatedly, the small stove canteen and the city's first hospital shrinked a few round trips. But the guests who the Dean valued, still made a very rich meal.
No drinking, less atmosphere. However, Zhang Yuan’s long sleeves and good dances talked about the anecdotes of many medical circles, and everyone’s chats were smooth.
Speaking and talking, a slight snoring came.
Zhang Dean headed, see Zheng Renzhen in the chair, fell asleep.
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