Chapter 1312： Walking the dog

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Zhu Liangchen sat in the office, staring at the computer screen, and the countless thoughts in his mind were intertwined, but in the end it became a blank.

The big movements in the opposite ward allowed him to burn inside.

But there is no way, no way.

He is just repenting, all this should belong to himself, not Zhou Chunyong!

Early in the morning, Kong’s boss called and told himself that Zhou Chunyong personally came to pick up Zheng’s boss.

Kong Boss very seriously described the state of Zhou Chunyong.

Standing at the door of the ward, not to mention the doctor's office, he did not even enter the ward. The waist was slightly bent, a respectful attitude.

These descriptions are enough.

Old week, this is...

Zhu Liangchen sat in the office, and he licked a lot of hyenas in his heart, not knowing shame!

But in the end he sat down and knew that he was wrong, and he was wrong from the beginning.

Speaking of a keen sense of smell, I don't have to worry about Zhou Chunyong.

When the earthquake relief was over, Kong’s boss came back from the front line and touched the door. But what happened in the end, how do you go farther and farther with Zheng Boss?

Zhu Liangchen made countless reflections.

Time passes by bit by bit, and the picture that appears on the computer screen is the scene of the Xinglinyuan surgery live broadcast room.

The surgeon is skilled in the operation, with Zhu Liangchen's understanding of Zhou Chunyong, he knows that Zhou's surgical level has made great progress in just half a month.

I have been unknowingly opened.

He quietly looked at the picture on the screen, and the hemostatic forceps continually tapped on the surgeon's humeral diameter.

In Zhu Liangchen's view, the hemostatic forceps are a bit harsh, and even some times he thinks it is intentional.

The young man with hemostatic forceps in his hand is showing his majesty!

Those details are simply insignificant and even unnecessary.

However, the surgeon did not resist at all, and it seemed a bit embarrassing. If you don’t know that the surgeon is definitely Zhou Chunyong, Zhu Liangchen will not believe it.

A picture appeared in his mind.

In the intervention room, Zhou Chunyong was kind and eye-catching, with a humble expression, letting the hemostasis pliers hit his own sacral spur. Being beaten, you have to say that you are playing well... Is this the master playing the apprentice?

This kind of move that Zhu Liangchen seems to have a humiliating nature, Zhou Chunyong is so eager. Is it wrong? Zhu Liangchen looked at the computer screen and was thinking.

What level is Zhou Chunyong, he knows better than him.

As an "enemy", Zhu Liangchen studied Zhou Chunyong's surgery carefully, countless times!

Every little problem, every detail that may lead to surgery failure, Zhu Liangchen is clear to the chest.

However, these problems and details are disappearing a little bit.

This is not the main thing. The young Zheng boss beat and Zhou Chunyong’s progress is expected.

But what about next?

In Zhou Chunyong's technique, he added a lot of small details that he didn't seem to be necessary at all.

At first glance, these details are not necessary at all. Zhu Liangchen’s first feeling is that it increases the cumbersomeness of the operation, which will shorten his career.

After all, people around the age of 50, the degradation of bodily functions is inevitable.

However, the surgery that just passed, Zhu Liangchen looked back, but it produced a natural feeling.

When watching the live broadcast of the operation, the surgical procedure became fragmented due to the hemostatic forceps tapping.

But if you focus your attention on the image and then remove those fragments that are beaten by the hemostatic forceps, the overall surgery is almost perfect!

Is this the meaning of being beaten by a hemostatic forceps?

Zhu Liangchen’s hand was a little trembling.

He is also eager for progress, and only progress can be invincible.

And Zhou Chunyong has been fighting for so many years, regardless of the outcome, because the technical level of the two is similar. Zhou Chunyong flew and Zhu Liangchen was no worse than him.

Hard hit or soft power contest, both of them are difficult to distinguish.

Although Zhu Liangchen has a slight disadvantage, but at this level of combat, this weakness is nothing.

However, with the appearance of Zheng Boss, the balance began to tilt. Moreover, it is tilted with acceleration, which makes Zhu Liangchen extremely fearful.

regret?

That is no longer meaningful.

The past things have passed, and how you regret yourself will not help.

What to do next, Zhu Liangchen knows that this is something that he should think about.

For a moment, Zhu Liangchen even had the urge to resign directly, and went to the medical team of 912 Zheng Boss to study hard.

There is surgery on the other side.

Kong Boda said that the community hospital is in the process of transformation. One hundred beds, and an almost unlimited number of extra beds.

In other words, after a month, Zheng’s surgery at 912 will break through the sky. In the country, no one is comparable.

Even the interventional department of the largest rural hospital in the universe cannot be compared with Zheng Bo.

There is no doubt that there is surgery in the past.

Regardless of the level of technology or the relationship between Kong and Boss, Zheng Boss will treat each other differently.

But this thought only appeared for a moment, and was annihilated by Zhu Liangchen.

After many years of shackles, Zhou Chunyong was forced to rise to the position of director of the Second Division of the Emperor's Hepatobiliary. Now give up all this and start all over again?

impossible!

Zhu Liangchen knows that he does not have that power.

Maybe twenty years ago, my brain went hot, and I couldn’t come back from the beginning.

But now, I am already fifty...

so what should I do now?

At the thought of this problem, Zhu Liangchen’s mind is the face of Zhou Chunyong’s dog.

Not to mention the training doctor, even the doctor, even the group professor, rarely see Zhou Chunyong's smile.

He seems to be a gloomy face in front of the young Zheng boss, completely no longer exists, like a person.

MD!

Zhu Liangchen thought that Zhou Chunyong stood at the door of the 912 interventional ward, his waist was slightly bent into 5°, and his face was full of respect and anger.

What can he do, why can't he do it?

This belief supported Zhu Liangchen to upgrade his technical level. In the end, he came out from Zhou Chunyong’s hands and split half of the world.

And now this belief reappears.

face? that's not important. Faces are given by others, not by themselves.

Zhu Liangchen closed his eyes and stopped watching the live broadcast.

At his level, seeing this is enough. The rest, if you want to make progress, you need the hemostasis pliers to continue to hit on your wrist, and the painful stimulation of the humerus can be upgraded.

That's it, Zhu Liangchen stood up and his eyes became calm and gentle.

Struggling, hesitating and disappearing, some are just the firm beliefs of Zhou Chunyong when he resisted Zhou Yongyong a few years ago.

He put on his white suit and put it in the mirror.

I want to show a smile, but my face muscles are stiff. Zhu Liangchen frowned, put his hands on his face and pulled a smile.

Yes, that's it!

"Wang!" Zhu Liangchen called out in the mirror.