What if an awesome genius who is less than 30 years old becomes a bitch for once? Zhu Liangchen... By the way, Zhu Liangchen has something going on. I was so shocked by what Su Yun said that I actually forgot to say it.
Zhou Chunyong held his forehead, sighed, and turned back.
Along the way, he walked around like an old man suffering from Alzheimer's disease.
"Su... Doctor Su, please come again." Zhou Chunyong's waist was bent to 25 degrees, which was a bit difficult and looked very old.
Su Yun frowned, what happened to Director Zhou? There was something going on here today, and he was still hesitant.
Walking out, Su Yun was a little impatient.
"Dr. Su, Boss Zheng is in a bad mood. I won't talk to him about something. I'll let you know." Zhou Chunyong said.
"What's going on?" Su Yun was a little curious.
"Zhu Liangchen is cooperating with a multinational medical and beauty institution to prepare for gastric fundus and left gastric artery embolization." Zhou Chunyong said, "Originally, I was the first person to be contacted about this matter. I inquired about it and she said it was Lin Jiaojiao. I asked Boss Zheng to do it with Director Kong, so I didn’t take over.”
"Huh?" Su Yun mouthed the word "hmm" in eighteen different tones.
There are eighteen bends in the mountain road, not as many as his. Zhou Chunyong could feel that at this moment, countless things must have gone through Su Yun's mind.
"Some things that international beauty institutions do are not very authentic. I know that Boss Zheng doesn't care, but isn't this to guard against villains?" Zhou Chunyong said.
"Thank you, Director Zhou." Su Yun said politely.
"Has Boss Zheng made a breakthrough?" Zhou Chunyong asked tentatively.
"How can the boss have time? Besides, Johns Hopkins has only done phase one clinical trials. How dare you launch it directly in the hospital?"
"I guess I have seen the prospect and am excited." Zhou Chunyong recovered a little and said with a smile.
"Prospect, if you are not afraid of something happening, just let them do it. There will be a day when you cry." Su Yun said coldly.
"Dr. Su, I took a look at the paper from Johns Hopkins Hospital. The surgery is not difficult." Zhou Chunyong asked tentatively.
To be honest, he was really excited about this surgery after seeing the information. The operation is simple and has broad prospects. Anyone who engages in interventional surgery will be aware of it as long as they are not blind.
"Haha." Su Yun smiled coldly and said, "Director Zhou, please read the article I posted in New England."
Zhou Chunyong nodded.
"You can't learn anything just by reading articles. Many failure cases will not be written in the paper, only the success rate." Su Yundao: "They are all interventional doctors. If you don't rotate in the Department of Gastroenterology and General Surgery for a year and a half, Zai, you want to develop this new surgical technique that is still in the first phase of clinical trials? You are really not afraid of death."
Just as he was talking, Zhao Wenhua walked past Su Yun, his face turned frighteningly pale.
"Well, this guy is not afraid of death." Su Yun looked at Zhao Wenhua with disdain and said.
This was 912's housework, and Zhou Chunyong didn't want to get involved. He spent all his energy on learning new techniques and how to kill Zhu Liangchen.
If Zhu Liangchen was killed from the perspective of the boss of Zhu Liangchen's dormitory, wouldn't that guy's expression be wonderful? Zhou Chunyong felt very happy when he thought of this.
Xiang agreed to pass over the information from the foreign professor and helped pick it up before saying goodbye to Su Yun. When Zhou Chunyong left, he felt refreshed and could walk a little faster.
Su Yun turned around and saw the phone at the nurse's station ringing, and then the head nurse began to arrange for the patient to be transferred to another department.
Did Zhao Wenhua just go to the chest department? Su Yun thought in his heart. Even if he gave in quickly, if he had been slower for a few hours, he wouldn't have been able to kill him!
Su Yun felt a little regretful, but thinking about it, Zheng Ren was right, he wanted to kill Zhao Wenhua... This guy is not in the eyes of the boss at all, okay, kill him? Don't have that time.
The patient should be fine and don't get into trouble. Who is in the mood to argue with a small teacher? Su Yun was slightly startled when he thought of this.
When did 912’s teaching staff become so worthless
He returned to the office and said to Zheng Ren: "A few things, Zhou Chunyong took the initiative to pick them up, so Xiao Feng doesn't have to be so busy."
"Well, go ahead, it doesn't matter." Zheng Ren was a little perfunctory.
"The patient has been transferred to the thoracic department. During the operation, I will go up and take a look."
"It's not necessary." Zheng Ren said, "It's just a clip of the intercostal artery under thoracoscopic surgery. The anesthesia time is longer than the operation time. Why are you joining in the fun?"
"Go and take a look. Anyway, I have nothing to do." Su Yun said as he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Fang Lin, asking him to inform him about the operation.
"Furthermore, Zhu Liangchen cooperated with an international medical aesthetic institution and started the gastric artery embolization surgery first."
"His level is not good enough." Zheng Ren said with certainty.
"Who knows, what Zhou Chunyong said, I don't know if this guy wants to provoke. But I think it's okay, that's it. The community hospital won't be renovated in a while." Su Yun didn't care either.
"You are so ignorant and fearless." Zheng Ren sighed with emotion.
Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren condescendingly, thinking that this guy was really confident. What I know is that he is talking about the director of a liver and gallbladder ward in the Imperial Capital, who is ignorant. I don’t know, I thought I was talking about some little doctor.
Turning back, Su Yun smiled when he saw Liu Zewei's shining bald head, selflessly writing medical records.
It's so special, this life is a bit dreamy.
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In the office of the chairman of Yimei Beauty, Lin Jiaojiao looked at the woman in front of her with a serious expression and said nothing for a long time.
"Sister Lin, the child is too willful. Here..." the woman sighed and said.
"It's not that I have to stay here for the operation. There are so many girls in the world who want to have the operation, at least one or two." Lin Jiaojiao's voice was slightly cold and she said: "You know I will give it to you Who is the person you are looking for to perform the surgery? Boss Zheng, who is nominated for the Nobel Prize this year and serves as a visiting professor at the world's number one hospital, no matter how many people try to find him for the surgery, they can't find him."
The woman wanted to say something, but in the end she remained silent.
"This treatment method is still in the first phase of clinical trials in the United States. Boss Zheng also wants to be on the safe side. I have tried my best to promote the construction. We are all old friends. Let me give you a solid foundation. This kind of surgery is the best. If you don’t do it, the risk is too great. Even if you want to do it, you have to find the best one.”
"Hey, Sister Lin, I know everything you said. I'm sorry for you this time, but from now on..."
"It's okay." Lin Jiaojiao shook her head, "I hope nothing happens."
The woman said a lot of sorry words, but seeing that Lin Jiaojiao was distracted, she left after a while.
When she walked out of the office, her expression was a bit disdainful, "Director Zhu said, it's a minor surgery, just to deceive people."