Chapter 1945： I saw it for almost 1 minute.

The back pot is also a qualification, how big is the small shoulder, what can it resist? Retreat 10,000 steps, if you have an accident, let me back the pot, can I treat you badly?

That is to be blessed in disguise.

Zheng Ren did not care so much, he sat on the side, still watching the film over and over again.

"Boss, what are you looking at?" Su Yun asked.

"Idle is also idle, figure out how to do the surgery." Zheng Ren smiled and said: "Overall, there is no big problem, first confirm the angiography."

"You are Dr. Zheng?" Lin Yuan walked over with some hesitation, but once she made the decision, she stopped thinking about anything else and became more generous.

"Yeah." Zheng Ren looked at the film and nodded slightly. Standing next to him is a ponytailed beauty, or a bald old man, completely unnoticed.

"Who are you?" Su Yun looked up unhappy, and sighed, and the black hair floating in front of his forehead was also expressing dissatisfaction.

"My name is Lin Yuan, it is..."

"Harvard Medical School, doctor, you know." Su Yunzhen Zheng Ren did not reach out and directly interrupted Lin Yuan’s words.

Lin Yuan stretched out and kneels in front of Zheng Ren.

"Dr. Lin, please sit down." Zheng Ren was very gentle, but still didn't look at her. Even her outstretched hand didn't notice, "What advice?"

"I..." Lin Yuan had not spoken yet, and the words were interrupted by Su Yun.

"Boss, do you think you are approachable?"

Hey... Lin Yuan stunned, how to say two sentences with himself is easy to approach.

"You are harming her!" Su Yun made an exaggerated expression. "Her doctoral tutor, I guess you have to be polite to say a boss."

"No." Zheng Rendao: "You don't know what profession she is engaged in."

“There are very few international students admitted to Harvard Medical School each year, and only four degree places in the direction of biology doctors are available.” Su Yun’s fascinating front-through black hair said.

He seems to be very dissatisfied with Lin Yuan’s call to his own boss for Dr. Zheng.

"I am clinical..."

"It's a doctoral student, which is different." Su Yun said disdainfully. "Look at your diagnosis. There is still a routine. When you go to school, you should work hard. Do you feel that you can do everything."

Lin Yuan frowned and looked at Su Yun.

How is this person so rude!

"Forget it, Su Yun." Zheng Ren smiled and said: "Dr. Lin, do you have any questions?"

"Dr. Zheng, how did you think about pulmonary vein stenosis from radiofrequency ablation?"

"Oh, I didn't think of it from radiofrequency ablation." Zheng Ren replied.

"But you..."

"Don't say that Professor Wu can accept it?" Su Yun squinted at Lin Yuan and said: "There is a problem with the pulmonary veins at a glance, it is the boss."

"No, it took nearly a minute to finish."

Lin Yuan thinks that this Zheng boss is more annoying than the flying doctor called Su Yun. What is this? This kind of faint loading is the most annoying.

“Do you want to ask about RF ablation?” Zheng Ren looked at Lin Yuan and said: “The incidence of pvs after radiofrequency ablation was 3%-8% before 2004, and 2%-3% from 2004 to 2016. The rate and misdiagnosis rate are high; the average diagnosis is 16 weeks. It is often misdiagnosed as pneumonia, asthma, pulmonary embolism, lung cancer, etc. The immediate patient is a typical example of being misdiagnosed as lung cancer."

"These data……"

"There is a library. You will see the surgery after a while. If you are interested, you can go back and check it out." Zheng Ren felt that he had said enough, and he ended the conversation.

"Well, save only to say that there is a problem, but I don't know where the problem is." Su Yun followed the knife.

Lin Yuan Mawei gently swayed, a little angry.

But because Su Yun said the truth, she could not refute.

"Zheng boss, ready to send the patient." Zhou Chunyong had a letter on the face, called Zheng Ren.

Lin Yuan looked at Zhou Chunyong's politeness as a report to his superior doctor, and he was puzzled.

Keep up and have a look.

"Boss, Zou Yu arranged well, and Yan Master also arrived." Su Yun took the phone and looked at the message above.

"Oh, OK." Zheng Rendao: "The operation is done very quickly, and the patient is sent back to us."

The last sentence is what Zhou Chunyong said.

"I went... I forgot to call Xiao Feng!" Su Yundao.

"Do you know where this intervention is in the operating room?"

"I have been there twice, who is like you, the house is terrible. It is already fortunate that you can not lose in 912."

Su Yun habitually swears at his own boss.

When I came to the operating room and changed my clothes, Su Yun sat directly in the operating room and had no idea of ​​getting started.

Zhou Chunyong is used to it, but he did not prepare his own knife for this operation.

After all, the anatomical structure is unfamiliar, and the pulmonary veins are not the ones that they are best at. With Zheng Boss, it is not bad to be an assistant.

He honestly greeted Zheng Ren and then went straight to disinfection.

The doctor of the interventional department of the Cancer Hospital stupidly looked at Zhou Chunyong's hand disinfection and looked silly.

The director of the emperor liver and gallbladder has to undergo surgery?

But cross-hospital, interdisciplinary surgery, really compliant?

He didn't know that he should stand up. He accused Zhou Chunyong of righteous words, and gave him a good job, or pretended to be invisible.

Pretend to be invisible, if you have an accident, you have to back the pot.

The doctor on duty was sweating in the back, but he quickly understood.

Call the second-line professor and ask, this pot, you must not back!

Seeing that Zhou Chunyong has begun to prepare for disinfection, the doctor on duty immediately ran to the good signal in the corridor and called the second-line professor Jiang.

When dialing, the ringtone of the phone rings in the locker room.

Already arrived, that's good, that's good.

"What's wrong?" Professor Chiang's inquiry came from the locker room.

The doctor on duty rushed in and whispered: "Mr. Jiang, Director Zhou is disinfecting."

"So fast! Old Zhou is really not authentic!" Professor Jiang said with anger.

Look, what do you want to come to the little doctor on duty has a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Jiang, I think so too."

Professor Jiang did not continue to speak, but speeded up changing clothes. The straps of the trousers didn't have time to be fastened, so I took the slippers and went to the operating room.

"Mr. Jiang, hat."

Professor Jiang took the time to tie the trousers belt, then grabbed the sterile cap and put on a sterile mask while walking and tying the straps at the back.

He walked a little faster, his pants were not fastened, and he didn't wait to get out of the locker room, and the pants fell.

"md!" Professor Jiang sighed, and quickly put the trousers on, hurriedly rushing to the operating room while carrying the belt.

Look at the teacher Jiang!

The doctor on duty secretly rejoiced, but fortunately, there was no appointment at the time for the director Zhou to disinfect.

If Jiang teacher is angry, I am afraid that I have nothing to eat.