v3 Chapter 2642： Depressed

In the 912 operating room, Su Yun crooked on the sofa holding her mobile phone.

"Boss, Nanshan said that he wanted to invite us once." Su Yundao said.

Zheng Ren watched the operation intently and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Isn't this clear in the diagnosis of celiac disease? Dean Wu wants to talk to you about what diseases should be sent to the People's Hospital and what diseases should be left in the mental hospital."

"..." Zheng Ren was silent, his shoulders shrugged slightly.

"This topic is too big, then I will return directly." Su Yundao.

"Eh ... don't do it before," Zheng Rendao said, "I think about it, what day is it?"

"Huh? Rarely do you think you are so interested. What do you think?" Su Yun asked strangely.

"This topic is very big, but it is also more important." Zheng Ren said, "It was like the patient yesterday. It would be better if he did not eat pasta. If he was sent to a psychiatric hospital, wouldn't it be a waste."

"I'll summarize the related conditions, you should come down first," Zheng Ren said softly.

"Well, the boss is mighty." Su Yun said absently.

"Lin Yuan, lower back, this one has already said you three times." Zheng Ren did not answer Su Yun, but pressed the intercom and said Lin Yuan who was undergoing surgery.

"Your requirements are too strict. Lin Yuan has few contacts. It is estimated that there will be a breakthrough after 200 more operations." Su Yun commented later.

"Well, with her perception, it's almost that number." Zheng Ren nodded.

"You see the result of the small stone."

"Look." Zheng Ren said, "I'm still not very satisfied with the results of the first phase."

Su Yun froze for a moment, "Boss, the tumor cells in the blood have been found to be partially controlled, and you are not satisfied? Want to go to heaven? This is still the initial effect, it is estimated that it will be better after a few days of corresponding improvements."

"Well," Zheng Ren said, "should be able to do better. But Little Stone gave me a little surprise. He has no side reactions at all."

"That child resisted making," Su Yun said, "Just say that he was ill, and someone else would have died already. Is he still carrying it?"

"Besides the small stone thing, I sorted out my thoughts on the way back and waited for me to contact Bota." Zheng Rendao said, "The effect of this medicine can be stronger."

Su Yun looked at the back of his boss, sometimes he really didn't know what he was thinking.

By controlling the reverse transcription process of tumor cells and suppressing mitosis, the number of scattered tumor cells did not increase significantly. Rich Guier said that Bota Lab had been excited to prepare a reception to celebrate, but the boss was not satisfied.

Is this product really ready for heaven?

Sometimes I think this fake is really interesting. Su Yun shook his head slightly and suddenly said, "To the boss, Xiao Shito asked me for an account on the Internet today."

"Account? What extranet?"

"The Chinese biomedical literature database was given to him before leaving." Su Yundao, "He said that was not enough. I gave him the account of ExcerptMedicaDatabase, and gave me the account of Medline by the way."

"What did he do on these professional websites." Zheng Ren suddenly turned his head and looked at Su Yun and asked.

"Student." Su Yun said, "He may feel that he belongs to him for a long time, and want to learn by himself, and then heal himself. I guess this child, like you, is somewhat disdainful of others. This is from the heart Pride or arrogance is fine. "

"He's too young to understand a lot of things." Zheng Ren shook his head.

"Who said that he was born before?" Su Yun seized a flaw and stunned back. "I looked at his browsing records in the Chinese biomedical literature database, all from Bota Labs. Information about the direction of research. "

"Well, look at it." Zheng Ren didn't care. Little Rock looked at him if he wanted to see it, just some public information. Originally thought he was given a mobile phone, he would use it for qualifying and kill time. However, he did not expect that he started to do bioengineering research, and Zheng Ren did not give any hope.

Although there are some peerless geniuses, for example, Einstein didn't need any laboratory to make conjectures, but it proved to be correct afterwards, at least it will provide a way for scientific research.

But Zheng Ren didn't think that Little Rock would do this. Geniuses like Einstein could not just catch them casually.

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Ning Qiao is preparing for a nap.

Unlike others, he has no desire for nap or lunch break, but has a certain fear.

Since the diagnosis of depression, Ning Qiao feels that the whole person is bad.

Work is stressful, there is no place in his life that attracts him, and the sky becomes grey, and I don't know how long I haven't seen the sun.

Everyone else is taking a nap, but Ning Qiao will be caught in an endless nightmare and difficult to extricate.

But rest in the evening is not good by itself. If you don't sleep for a while at noon, you may have no energy in the afternoon and be scolded by your boss.

In fact, not every time you fall asleep, you will enter the endless nightmare. Every day you sleep, it will be like a luck. Ning Qiao has nothing to say.

Secretly took out the bupropion to be eaten at noon. Ning Qiao did not tell anyone that he had depression. He was always afraid that others would look at himself with a different look.

In Ningqiao's view, depression is a mental illness, but he is unwilling to let others say that he is mentally ill.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to sleep, but he could not stand it anymore, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

He lay down on a sofa, covered his coat, closed his eyes with a greeting from a colleague.

Hope nothing's wrong, hope nothing's wrong, Ning Qiao meditated silently.

Closing his eyes, Ning Qiao didn't have any drowsiness. His head seemed to be filled with paste, and he felt a little confused, and his temples hurt.

It was really a crime. When was the end? Ning Qiao thought in frustration. Death might be the end, and in the midst of ambiguity, he thought of death.

It seems that only after the end of life can I sleep peacefully ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Ning Qiao sighed, and his mind was even more confused.

Thinking of all sorts of messy things, Ning Qiao felt that he "sleeped" for a while. It's just that the quality of sleep is quite poor, and it's more tiring to sleep than not to sleep.

"Little bridge, get up and work," a colleague shouted.

"Oh." Ning Qiao felt pain in his bones all over his body. He didn't know what kind of bear-like work he would do in the afternoon work.

It is estimated that the boss will scold himself or maybe he is really boring.

Ning Qiao got up, thinking in his heart what he should do once he was fired by his boss.

But the next second, he froze.

The office was empty, not even a figure.

A gust of cold wind blew through, and the paper on the table moved gently, and the sound of brushing was somber.

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