Chapter 1216： Saliva

Dongcheng, a seven-star hotel.

Dr. Mehar was a little stunned and his mental state was much better.

He sat in a chair and looked at the lights of the emperor at night, and said to his assistant: "When can I send it?"

"Dr., I am going through the immigration formalities. If it goes well, I can see that set of equipment tomorrow afternoon," the assistant replied.

Dr. Mehar nodded slightly.

The assistant hesitated, and finally whispered: "Dr., the expert group's opinion is that you should not communicate with Dr. Zheng during the operation to avoid uncontrollable situations such as emotional excitement. Surgery, you can watch the video. Or your body is tight."

Dr. Mehar smiled slightly and shook his head.

The doctor is very stubborn, and once he makes a decision, no one can persuade. This point, his assistant knows.

Just now, I just want to give it a try. After all, I have to observe the surgery for myself. This kind of incredible thoughts, as long as I think about it, feels that there is a huge risk.

Sure enough, as expected, the doctor simply ignored the proposal of the expert group. According to Dr. Mehar, the members of the expert group are students of his students, and the level is not enough.

When he can't keep his mind awake, that's no way, only the doctors of the expert group can do the treatment. But now, all treatments are Dr. Mahal himself has the final say.

As for the operation of Dr. Mehar, he had to see the surgery in person and discuss the matter with the surgeon... The doctors of the expert group did not agree with anyone, but no one dared to question it in person.

The assistant went out, and Dr. Mehar looked out the window. After a long time, he muttered: "You don't know how strong Zheng's surgery is. If he met him in the early years, how good it would be."

If it was in the early years, how good would it be? That transparent ceiling should not be a hindrance.

Dr. Mehar regretted indefinitely and sighed.

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In the office of President Guo, the lights are still on.

After sitting at his desk with his face on his face, Mao had a long head and couldn't look at him.

After receiving Dr. Mehar, if the other party ignored it, Miss Guo was very uncomfortable. Although Yuan Yuan is the executive deputy, the work of science and education is in charge of himself, belonging to one acre of three points.

Today, seeing Director Yuan’s intention to intervene, this makes President Guo very unhappy.

But he has no way.

Dr. Mehar's position in the medical profession can completely ignore any invitation. It’s definitely not useful to speak for yourself. This is what Guo’s dean knows.

If you want Dr. Mehar to give lectures or even become a visiting professor, you must ask Dr. Zheng Ren Zheng to make suggestions, so that there will be some possibilities.

But... At the thought of this, Master Guo’s heart was hard to suppress.

He looked at Director Mao and really wanted to marry her. You said it is good, what do you have to do for Dr. Zheng?

Now, take the wax. Not only did he have to watch the deputy director Yuan’s hand reaching into his own three-point land, but he also had to ask for someone to reach out.

This is all about it!

After a long time, Dean Guo said with a deep voice: "Mr. Zheng's work, or you do it."

Director Mao felt very embarrassed, and his lips moved subconsciously, but he did not say a word.

In front of her eyes, she was holding a red chief physician certificate and a professor's certificate in her hand, full of joy. However, it was Zheng Ren’s indifferent face and Su Yun’s ruthless ridicule.

A real authority of his own, will be ignored by clinicians?

The initiative to extend the olive branch was also rejected, and it could even be said that it was the indifference and rejection of the torn skin, which made Mao feel unacceptable.

At this time, let her go to make up for the crack between Zheng Ren and the self-drying thing. Mao can't do it.

"This is the meaning of President Yan. You have to hurry and do it." Director Guo saw that Mao did not speak, and he said it was very tough.

In the words, the meaning is still unfinished.

If you can't do it, you will be saddened by the future. Not only Mao, but even President Guo will be sad.

"Is there no?" Dean Guo saw that the savvy and competent Director Mao said nothing, and he was very dissatisfied and knocked on the table with his fingers.

"President, Dr. Zheng may have misunderstood me... that..." Mao’s chief could not pass, but had to say it.

"Misunderstanding? All are comrades. What misunderstandings can't be made clear? Explain immediately! This is your business and has nothing to do with the work in the courtyard." Dean Guo said coldly: "Internationally renowned experts and scholars come to our hospital." Surgical treatment, the significance of this matter, I believe you know."

Mao has a head down and some grievances.

Zhao Wenhua, the bastard, has passed so many years, and it has brought such a big trouble to the old lady!

Looking for an opportunity must let him know what his name is, and Mao’s thoughts in his heart are hateful.

"Yan Dean is not at home. If he is, he is afraid that he will also meet Dr. Mehar today." Guo Yuan said: "But the date of Dr. Mehar’s operation is fixed and must be reported to Yan Dean. He must Fly back directly."

"If the work is not completed yet, what the consequences are, you can do it yourself."

Mao long nodded and was somewhat depressed.

However, she did not speak, did not turn and left, still standing like a woodcarving at the desk of Guo Dean.

“唉Guo Dean sighed and said: “I know your thoughts, but this matter is highly valued by the dean, and you must do everything you can. The face is lost by myself, and I will come back. ”

"President..." Mao said, muttering.

"Don't be embarrassed, I think Dr. Zheng is still very good at talking. You are looking for opportunities to talk to him well, or to find an acquaintance to eat together. Normal communication, you still can't?"

Mao’s heart was complaining.

She inquired, Zheng Ren this product is a surgical dog. When he eats, he also goes out to eat, but most of them are after surgery.

The goods have no hobbies, they are willing to see a doctor and do surgery.

This kind of person is a hard walnut for Mao’s director... No, not a walnut, but a special hedgehog, all of which are thorns. Don't talk about it, feel a move when you move.

How can there be such a person under the sun? Mao’s thoughts of grievances.

Even if he wants to plead guilty, he pulls his face and asks for mercy, but there is no chance at all.

I can't go directly to the intervention department. When I handed in the class early, I said to Zheng Ren. I was wrong. Please forgive me.

If that is the case, Director Mao would rather wait to meet the anger of the strict president.

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