Zhao Wenhua hid in the corner, his teeth almost shattered.
He could feel the envy in the eyes of many directors present. How could an undergraduate student from this small place, the chief resident, be so lucky!
Let’s not talk about going to Mayo. Once I went there, I was invited to do the surgery instead of the manufacturer spending money and traveling.
This is incredible!
Not to mention, if you go there once, you can get a visiting professor to come back and make you look disgraced. Now that Director Mao saw him, he didn't even say anything, and it seemed that he was going to switch sides.
Not counting being a visiting professor, he was also favored by a Nobel Prize winner, who gave him a set of personally customized surgical instruments.
Isn't it enough that directors of major clinical departments such as Director Kong, Director Luo and Director Xu are covering up and running 912
He snatched the hemostatic forceps from Director Jing's hand. Director Jing didn't say anything, but looked at the silver box and drooled like a pitiful puppy.
md! All this made Zhao Wenhua unbearable.
No more, no more!
Zhao Wenhua really can't look directly at him. Director Jing, a veteran director, is getting angry! Why aren't you angry at all? !
It's so outrageous.
Zhao Wenhua lowered his head and edged out from the corner, hoping not to attract anyone's attention. In fact, no one paid attention. Everyone's eyes were on the two deans and the silver box in Zheng Ren's arms.
"Boss, it's done." Su Yun walked out, "Director Jing, come on. My blood pressure is fine now, so hurry up and send me to the ICU."
There is nothing to be polite about during emergency rescue, although Su Yun's words were a bit excessive.
This was Director Miao who was rescued, and he was talking about his condition. Director Jing said nothing, nodded, and led his troops to wash hands, disinfect, lay out sheets, and perform surgery.
Originally, the orthopedic surgery was not so urgent, but Director Miao's femoral shaft was fractured, and the tip pierced the muscles and skin, exposing it to the outside. If it is not treated immediately, serious complications such as osteomyelitis may occur, leading to death.
"If you need anything, just tell Dean Yuan directly." Dean Yan stood up, looked around, and said, "Old Yuan, I'll leave this to you."
Vice President Yuan nodded.
"Dr. Zheng, you just came back and participated in emergency rescue again. Go back and rest early." After saying that, Dean Yan walked out of the operation room with his hands behind his back.
Zheng Ren looked at Dean Yan's back and felt a little relieved.
"Follow." Director Kong suddenly came to Zheng Ren and reminded in a low voice. Dean Yan had something to tell Zheng Ren, but Boss Zheng didn't hear it.
Young people still don’t have much experience.
"ah?"
"After the dean has finished telling you, tell me and I'll go find you." After Director Kong finished speaking in a low voice, he stood calmly in front of the leaded glass and pretended to watch the surgery inside.
"Let's go, boss." Su Yun stretched out his hand, and Zheng Ren hesitated.
"You think I'm willing to carry a box for you? I'm a future Nobel Prize winner! If you hadn't carried the box so cheaply... When have you ever seen Zou Jiahua take anything?" Su Yun despised Zheng Ren's stinginess.
Zheng Ren thought about it and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Then he handed the silver-white box to Su Yun, greeted Xie Yiren, and walked out of the operation room.
Vice President Yuan shook his head, nodded again, and said, "Director Kong, keep an eye on Zheng Ren for me. If he is poached, you know the consequences."
This is already a very straightforward threat, and there will be no more straightforward words.
Director Kong was very embarrassed and sighed and said: "Dean, it's easy to talk about East Cancer, but Mayo..."
"I don't care!" Vice President Yuan said coldly: "You have to keep an eye on the cooperation with the Mayo Clinic. As far as you are concerned, you have been kind to Zheng Ren recently, and the little guy is repaying the kindness. Yes, even Haicheng was unwilling to leave back then."
Before I finished speaking, everyone knew the rest.
"Dean, it's not what I said." Director Kong has a strong ability to seize opportunities. At this time, the dean is handing over tasks and also begging himself. If he doesn't explain clearly, he will miss a good opportunity.
"There are a lot of things that are out of the norm and are caused by someone stumbling upon them. I can only monitor the department, but..."
"As long as I'm here, if it really doesn't work, I'll go to Dean Yan's house and sit there. I won't leave until the matter is resolved." Vice President Yuan said calmly, this was the greatest convenience he could give.
Director Kong smiled and stopped pestering him.
Even so, he still had no idea. If the opponent is the Mayo Clinic, is it still useful to show off this old face
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Zheng Ren and Su Yun followed Dean Yan upstairs and came to the locker room. There is only one director of the dean's office beside Dean Yan, who seems to really want to say something.
"Xiao Zheng, living here in the imperial capital is not bad. The conditions in the dormitory are not very good. Are you used to it?" Zhang Yang, director of the dean's office, said with a caring smile.
"I'm not in the hospital." Zheng Ren said.
"Renting a house outside? Make sure you get a good rest. If you have any difficulties, just come to me directly." Director Zhang said.
"The Palme d'Or is a bit far from the hospital. I'm thinking of finding a suitable place near the hospital," Zheng Ren said.
The smile on Director Zhang's face froze as if he had encountered a cold wave.
He was cursing in his heart!
How come this Zheng Ren is so invulnerable!
I want to care about him in life and let him feel the warmth of the courtyard. But I live in Palme d'Or!
This is a very old community, and the people who live in it are either rich or noble. It is located on the East Third Ring Road, next to Chaoyang Park, and the location is not very good.
The price of one square meter of that surface starts at 120,000 yuan... The hospital can't afford the money to pay for Boss Zheng's settlement expenses.
Palme d'Or, it would be great if I could buy a house in Palme d'Or if I work hard all my life. Director Zhang suddenly made a scene.
Su Yun was carrying a white box, his head slightly lowered, his black hair floating in front of his forehead, and he felt a little happy.
Zheng Ren is always pretending to be invisible.
"Xiao Zheng, has anyone contacted you recently?" Dean Yan suddenly asked from the front. Out of everyone's sight, Dean Yan also began to call Zheng Ren Xiao Zheng, showing a sense of intimacy.
"Contact?" Zheng Ren didn't understand what Dean Yan was talking about.
With that said, the four of them walked into the locker room.
"That's it..." As soon as he said these two words, Dean Yan saw Zhao Wenhua sitting on a chair in the locker room smoking.
Zhao Wenhua looked out the window melancholy. He couldn't figure out why Zheng Ren was just a little doctor from Haicheng. He was like a big stone. Every attack on him would be invisible and cause unlimited damage to himself. What about critical damage
"Huh?" Dean Yan hummed. Director Zhang understood and immediately came to Zhao Wenhua and said with a smile: "Professor Zhao, are you taking a rest?"