During the exchange of greetings, we arrived at Xie Yiren's car. Director Kong sat in the passenger seat, while Zheng Ren, Su Yun and Chang Yue squeezed in behind. Feng Xuhui simply didn't get in the car, and saw from a distance that Zhou Chunyong seemed to be dragging Feng Xuhui away.
Su Yun sighed, Zhou Chunyong was considered a discerning person, no wonder Zhu Liangchen couldn't beat him for so many years. Being so thick-skinned is not something ordinary people can do. He sighed in his heart and prepared to learn from Zhou Chunyong.
"Boss Zheng, is it true about Mayo's visiting professor?" Director Kong got into the car, closed the door, and asked impatiently.
"Director Kong, look at what you said." Su Yun was unhappy, "I informed you immediately, and I delayed Lin Ge's visit for five minutes."
"The hospital is going to give Boss Zheng an unusual promotion as Chief Physician and you as Deputy Chief Physician. Isn't this a confirmation? If there are any setbacks, I'm afraid Dean Yan will slap the table and curse." Director Kong smiled and said .
"No problem. The invitation letter has been sent to the medical office." Su Yun knew everything, but Zheng Ren only knew a rough idea.
"Boss Zheng, I hired you from Haicheng last year, but I didn't expect you to be so capable." Director Kong said with a smile: "In less than half a year, you have become a visiting professor at the Mayo Clinic. To be honest, Now I really believe that you can win the Nobel Prize this year."
When it came to the Nobel Prize, Zheng Ren and Su Yun fell silent at the same time.
Director Kong was a little surprised when he heard the silence behind him, and looked sideways. Zheng Ren sat behind him and could only see Su Yun's face.
There was a bit of sadness and...reluctance on the handsome face.
"What's wrong?" Director Kong was puzzled.
"Director Kong, we met Dr. Charles at the Mayo Clinic. The doctor valued his boss very much and chatted for a while." Su Yundao.
Director Kong was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is it Dr. Charbo?"
"Well, it's that Dr. Charles."
This is a good thing. Why don't Zheng Ren and Su Yun look wrong? Director Kong simply twisted his body, turned sideways, and asked, "What's going on?"
"Director, you also know Dr. Charles' resume. He told his boss that if he wants to win the Nobel Prize, he should give up clinical work. If he wants to engage in clinical work, he should forget about the Nobel Prize."
Director Kong was speechless.
He recalled for a moment, and then he remembered that Dr. Charles Moore gave up clinical practice in middle age, specialized in nucleic acid projects, and finally won the Nobel Prize.
"Boss Zheng, what do you think?" Director Kong asked. He was also a little uneasy. Adults don't do multiple-choice questions, and Boss Zheng's skills don't involve clinical practice, but it's a pity. But the Nobel Prize... is also very, very good.
Director Kong also became confused.
This is a particularly difficult multiple-choice question. There is no right or wrong. No matter which one you choose, it is both wrong and right.
"I don't know either." Zheng Ren shook his head.
"Then don't think about it." Director Kong heard Zheng Ren's inner struggle and immediately changed the subject, saying: "I'm urging you to come back because there will be a commendation meeting in the afternoon. Boss Zheng, you have to go on stage to speak. Are you ready?"
"I think it's more appropriate for Su Yun to speak than for me." Zheng Ren said.
He refused all possibilities of showing his face in front of others, not because he felt nervous, but simply because he felt bored.
Zheng Ren suffered a lot, but he didn't like being a dignitary in public. Director Kong didn't understand this. But Zheng Ren said it, and he didn't force it. There were so many people who wanted to go up and speak, and it was good to sell people's favors.
"Okay, I'll report it to the hospital." Director Kong picked up the phone and started to contact Director Ye.
"It will take at least half a month to straighten things out at the community hospital. We can't rush this matter."
"I know, Director Kong." Zheng Ren nodded.
A week after he ran away, Director Kong contacted the chief physician and the hospital, and almost straightened out all the relationships. One of his biggest problems was solved. Although Zheng Ren didn't talk about this favor, Zheng Ren remembered it in his heart.
"From now on, just let go of your shoulders and work. Dean Yuan said that as big a stage as you have, I will give you a stage. I said to Boss Zheng, if Mayo gives you a tenured professor, will you leave?" Director Kong asked half seriously and half jokingly.
"Probably not." Zheng Ren said, "It's boring outside, so it's better to go home."
In the rearview mirror, the little girl's eyes were wandering, and Zheng Ren felt at peace when he saw those gentle eyes.
A place with a sweetheart is a home, and being a tenured professor is not just an empty name. Although Xiao Yiren can go there, for a foodie, living there is simply hell.
"By the way, Boss Zheng. Lin Jiaojiao has made arrangements several times, and now she comes to me almost every day, saying that she must help you when you come back."
"Sister Lin, that's okay." Zheng Ren said, "You can make arrangements anytime."
"Then I'll inform her." Director Kong said: "You helped her solve several problems, and she was rushing to get closer to her. It's just a meal, but let me say one more thing, Boss Zheng, money Accept it as you should, but you have to think more about other things.”
Zheng Ren was slightly startled. Director Kong's words were definitely not without purpose. This was a rule of thumb.
Although he didn't understand it, it was difficult to ask in detail, so Zheng Ren nodded.
"Boss, Director Kong said that many people will probably offer you a high price." Su Yun said jokingly: "Looking at it now, the price paid by Director Kong to poach him was obviously not enough."
"Don't worry, I only have these old bones. Even if I squeeze them dry, I won't be able to squeeze out much oil." Director Kong said with a smile.
As he spoke, Director Kong's attention turned to the silver box Zheng Ren was carrying. Seeing that Zheng Ren was unwilling to let go for a minute, he felt a little strange and asked: "Boss Zheng, this is..."
"It's the surgical instruments that Dr. Charles gave me." Zheng Ren replied.
"Isn't this still a curiosity? After the operation made me sick, I would hold the box and hang it in front of him every day." Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren and scorned him.
Is the surgery nauseating
It seems that I will never do it in my lifetime.
Even if he was suffering from appendicitis, Zheng Ren felt very satisfied when he saw a patient with a painful face admitted to the hospital and discharged with a smile on his face, even without words of gratitude.
"After the meeting, go to my office and open my eyes to see what surgical instruments the world's top professors use."
"It's custom-made, but unfortunately there are only 300 blades. When you use them up, you have to go to the manufacturer to buy them." Zheng Ren was also very distressed.
Other surgical instruments are okay, but there is no way to deal with disposable blades, which are consumables.
Because they had a meeting, Xie Yi did not go to the parking lot, but drove directly to the government building.
When it comes to meetings, if the leaders are very interested in speaking, I don’t know how long it will take to finish. Zheng Ren was also helpless and really didn't want to have a meeting, but this time was different and he couldn't refuse.
The crowds of people visiting the doctor were bustling, and it seemed that there was never a day when there were fewer people.
It would be nice if there were no more patients, Zheng Ren thought to himself as he looked out the window.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a white figure falling from the upstairs of the clinic.
Someone jumped off the building!