"Have you been rescued?" Zheng Ren asked, his heart tightening.
"I can definitely save him. In the ICU, dead people can live for three more days." Su Yun's tone was slightly wrong. Zheng Ren felt strange and glanced at him.
"The patient's family has figured it out now and asked for surgery." Su Yundao, "But I want you to do the surgery. What do you mean? When the hospital is opened by their family and they are named? Dr. Mehar asked you to do the surgery. You have to make a reservation.”
"Looking for me?" Zheng Ren was surprised.
"Just now, I heard someone say that the master was rescued and came to the ward to find you." Su Yun showed a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth, "Who knows what he wants to do."
Zheng Ren didn't think there was any problem. It was broad daylight and the world was clear. How could he be afraid of a charlatan
"So many things happened?"
"Yes, you have shown your magical powers, and your family now thinks that you can change your fate against the odds." Su Yun lowered his voice, full of ridicule, and said: "Boss, why don't you find time to go to Xiangjiang to develop, there are more people there. Believe this."
"Don't talk nonsense. This is feudal superstition and will be cast aside." Zheng Ren said, "We'll talk about it when we get back."
"Surgery? Or did you refuse it directly?" Su Yun asked.
"Of course surgery." Zheng Ren said. As he spoke, a relaxed expression appeared on his face. It disappeared in a flash, but was captured by Su Yun.
"You wouldn't use surgery to avoid the reception banquet in the evening, right?" Su Yun immediately understood Zheng Ren's thoughts. This bitch actually wanted to escape through surgery.
"Welcoming and sending guests off is the most boring thing. If you don't want to eat, you can consider it." Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"Boss." Su Yun spread his hands, "Getting acquainted with internationally renowned experts and Nobel Prize judges, this is..."
As he spoke, he suddenly paused, with a strange expression on his face.
Does the boss need to know Dr. Mehar? The doctor came all the way from Sweden to perform life-saving surgery.
Dr. Mehar's cardiac interventional surgery can only be performed by his boss if others cannot do it; or only the boss dares to do it if others dare not do it.
This is a technical barrier. Is there any need to rush to curry favor with Dr. Mehar? I'm afraid the doctor is worried about his boss not getting the Nobel Prize.
If he really can't get it and disappears in anger, Dr. Mehar will suffer from the same disease in just half a year. By then, this life will probably be sealed.
"What are you talking about?" Vice President Yuan asked, seeing Zheng Ren walking and talking to Su Yun, feeling a little strange. Shouldn't Dr. Mehar be introduced to China at this time? Talking and laughing with Su Yun, what is this
"There is a patient in the hospital who wants to see me for surgery. His heart has stopped twice and he has fainted several times. His condition is quite serious." Zheng Ren reported honestly.
Vice-President Guo was chatting next to Dr. Mehar, and the translator was whispering beside the doctor. Suddenly, the doctor noticed Vice-President Yuan talking to Zheng Ren. He immediately asked the translator to stop talking about Vice-President Guo and turned to And translate Zheng Ren’s words.
Vice President Guo felt a little embarrassed, but there was no better way. The person in front of me is a Nobel Prize judge, and his international academic status is very high.
And the most important thing is that this is Dean Yan's request. Even if he doesn't want to, he still has to hold his nose and admit it.
The translator is shrewd and multitasking. He is translating while listening to what is happening around him. He quickly told Dr. Mehar what Zheng Ren had just said. Although it was not complete, the meaning was roughly the same.
"Zheng, do you want to go back for emergency surgery?" Dr. Mehar asked.
"I'm sorry, doctor. The patient's condition is quite urgent, but the operation will be quick." Zheng Ren made up his mind that even after the operation was completed, he would still have to see if the hospital would provide Dr. Mehar with an emergency.
If it were the case, I would rather squat in the operating room and read a book than rush over there "as soon as possible".
A bunch of people, sitting at the wine table, talking insincerely, are as boring as they want.
"Zheng, I want to see your surgery." Dr. Mehar said.
"Doctor, we have arranged a reception dinner for you." Vice President Guo said.
"No, I want to see Zheng's surgery." Dr. Mehar said firmly.
The two vice-deans were stunned for a moment. Is it normal to pick up the airport, pick up the guests, and have a lively meal
But now, Dr. Mehar has just arrived in the imperial capital and wants to visit the 912 operating room? At this time, it was already afternoon. After a day of surgery, the staff in the operating room were exhausted, and some operating rooms probably hadn't had time to clean yet. Is it really okay to be seen by Dr. Mehar in a mess
Zheng Ren also knew that he couldn't make the decision without permission at this time, so he had no choice but to look at Vice President Yuan helplessly.
He's not stupid, he just doesn't want to socialize. Knowing that in this situation, even looking at Director Kong would be of no use. It was Vice President Yuan who finally made the decision.
"Since the doctor wants to visit the operation, let's go." Vice President Yuan said with a smile: "Zheng Ren, you have to do a good job."
Zheng Ren was helpless. A God-given escape plan was ruined.
Vice President Yuan was also helpless. After confirming Dr. Mehar's itinerary, he deliberately slowed down and walked behind. Find an opportunity to arrange for someone to notify the operating room immediately, and seize the time to clean up to avoid seeing anything you shouldn't see.
Director Ye must have been the one who took the order. While he was on the phone making arrangements, he took the car and left first.
After receiving the call, the circulatory catheterization laboratory suddenly roared like a machine. The head nurse was standing in the corridor giving instructions, and everything was busy.
The news spread everywhere, and the whole hospital became excited.
Dr. Mehar, like his wife, is a top international expert in circulatory medicine. After arriving in the imperial capital, he didn't even drink water, so he had to see Boss Zheng for surgery.
This thing got crazier and more outrageous the more it spread, and in the end it became impossible to listen to it at all.
Ye Qingqiu stood in the corridor of the circulatory catheterization laboratory, carefully checking every inch of space.
Although it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, only one of the twelve operating rooms was empty, which was prepared for emergency patients.
Director Zhang Lin stood next to Director Ye. Seeing his unkind expression, she carefully talked about the preparations.
"What's going on with the patient's family?" Director Ye is mainly concerned about this matter.
There are unstable factors in the patient's family, and it would be embarrassing not to mention making a fuss in front of Dr. Mehar. When Dean Yan gets angry, no one from Vice Dean Yuan, the vice president in charge of clinical affairs, to himself, to the entire Circulation Department will get any good results.
This matter seemed to be getting out of control, and Ye Qingqiu felt helpless.
"The patient's family..." Director Zhang Lin hesitated slightly, as if thinking about what to say, but did not say it.
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