Are you poaching people in front of Director Pan
Embarrassed.
Professor Pei didn't think anything of it, he just loved talents.
If a young man like Zheng Ren, whose level is comparable to his own, is placed on another high-level platform, wouldn't it mean that the sea is vast and fish can leap, and the sky is high and birds can fly
How many people finally fell down on the platform.
Zheng Ren quickly grinned and said, "Professor Pei, thank you very much. I'm quite busy here and have work, so I won't consider studying for a Ph.D. for the time being."
Hearing what Zheng Ren said, Old Director Pan felt a little relieved.
Professor Pei also smiled and stopped mentioning this matter. We are all adults and we have to make our own path. The opportunity is in front of him, and it can only be said to be a pity if he doesn't cherish it.
The operation was a complete success and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed. Zheng Ren wanted to push Professor Pei out, but Chang Yue snatched the wheelchair away.
"Just follow along and go back and have a good rest." Chang Yue said to Zheng Ren with a rare and pleasant look.
After one operation, Zheng Ren felt that his status in the world had become higher. Although the system task was not completed, it was not a problem.
What could be more pleasurable for a doctor than to perform a perfect operation
The patients in the operating room were handed over to Su Yun and sent back. One of the Chu sisters left behind to help Su Yun and Xie Yiren. Director Lao Pan, Professor Pei, Zheng Ren and others left the operating room.
The door opened, and the third floor of the emergency building was deserted and empty. Although the lights were bright, it made people feel even colder.
Just as he was about to go out, he saw a figure hovering anxiously at the door.
Zheng Ren was allergic to alcohol and could smell the smell of alcohol coming from that person only three to five meters away.
It's just dinner time, why does he smell like alcohol
If I drank it at noon and the smell of alcohol is still there, how much should I drink
Because he has rescued too many patients who were involved in car accidents caused by drunk driving, Zheng Ren has some prejudice against people who drink heavily.
When the door finally opened, the man stopped quickly, bent down with his head almost touching the ground, and asked with a humble look on his face: "Who is the manager of Changfeng MicroPort?"
Feng Xuhui took a few glances and recognized this person.
He quickly walked a few steps and came to the man, "What?"
"My name is Li Huai. What happened today was an accident. Please forgive me. Please, just treat me like a fart." After saying that, he kept bowing and his attitude was as humble as the dust.
"My wife has a malignant tumor, and my family needs money for medical treatment. Please, please."
Feng Xuhui knew that he was the man who hit Professor Pei's car with his tricycle in the afternoon. His face was a little ugly, but he stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man. Looking at Li Huai's humble appearance, he also had difficulties at home and did not want to say too much. What.
Even if he was asked to pay, he wouldn't be able to pay much. He would be separated from his wife and children, and would even have no money for medical treatment. No one wanted to see this happen.
Just when Manager Feng wanted to say something, Master Gao let him go.
Chang Yue, who was pushing Professor Pei out of the operating room, stopped suddenly and stared at Li Huai. After a few seconds, he asked one word at a time: "Li Huai? Are you 30 years old this year?"
"Ah?" Li Huai was stunned, but immediately said with a smile: "Yes, yes, you have really good eyesight."
"Your birthday is November 2nd?" Chang Yue's eyes became sharp.
"..." Li Huai was stunned.
You can tell how old she is, but how did she know her birthday? Could it be that because I bumped into someone, the other person has figured out eight generations of him
Li Huai trembled all over when he thought of this, and even forgot to answer Chang Yue's words.
"Your ex-wife's name is Zheng Yunxia?" Chang Yue didn't care whether he answered her questions or not, and kept asking in a fixed rhythm, sentence by sentence, like a knife.
It turned out to be him!
Zheng Ren suddenly understood why Chang Yue, who was usually gentle and kind-hearted, would be like a knife, questioning the pitiful car owner who caused the trouble.
Anyone with any intelligence will understand that there is something going on here.
"Zheng Yunxia?" Professor Pei asked, "Are you a surgery patient?"
"Professor Pei, yes." Chang Yue stopped pressing, lowered his eyes, and pushed the wheelchair towards the elevator entrance without looking at Li Huai, "Your current wife also has a malignant tumor? That is really unfortunate."
As Chang Yue walked, he explained Zheng Yunxia's matter to Professor Pei.
Behind the scenes, Li Huai was extremely lonely.
Although driving a three-wheeler while drunk is considered drunk driving, it is a three-wheeler after all, not a regular motor vehicle, and there is still room for maneuver.
It took a lot of effort for him to convince his current brother-in-law to fish him out through his buddies.
However, civil compensation still has to be paid. Once the car owner raises objections, he will be detained for half a month for drunk driving alone.
But... when did Zheng Yunxia have such a good relationship with the doctors at the hospital... Li Huai watched blankly as all the people disappeared. He wanted to muster the courage to pray again, but when he thought of Chang Yue's sharp eyes like knives, his whole body was filled with tears. Feeling of powerlessness.
The lie has just been exposed, should he still be sent forward to be slapped in the face
But don’t go…
He was so entangled, so lonely, and even felt regretful. But then the regret turned into anger. This prodigal old woman had such a good relationship with the doctor in the hospital, and she didn’t even know it!
…
…
Back in the emergency ward, when Zheng Yunxia came down, Professor Pei insisted on taking a look at the patient, and then felt relieved.
Zheng Yunxia was instructed to turn her head to one side to avoid aspiration of vomitus into the respiratory tract when complications such as nausea and vomiting occur after infusion of chemotherapy drugs.
The ending was very happy, the operation was successful, Changfeng Minimally Invasive Surgery got the best promotional materials, Feng Xuhui whispered to Chang Yue with discernment, and he would definitely help her out.
Everyone is happy.
Because he is a professor from Shanghai, according to the rules, he needs to eat after the surgery, see him off, and leave a network of contacts in the medical circle. It will be easier to do some things in the future.
Director Lao Pan was worried that Zheng Ren was too tired, so he asked him to look after the house and also kept Yang Lei. If anything happens, Zheng Ren can be the hands-off shopkeeper, as long as he takes a good rest.
It was getting late, and the sharp north wind outside carried the remaining snowflakes and slapped them on the window.
Zheng Ren was sitting in the office, chatting with Yang Lei.
In the past, in the Department of General Surgery, Zheng Ren and Yang Lei could chat easily.
Yang Lei's parents are laid-off workers from Haicheng, and his family conditions are very average, but he is quite enthusiastic and always invites Zheng Ren to his home for dinner after working together.
He has no talent, he just works hard. He seems to be a transparent person, working hard and without complaint in the hospital, but no one remembers him.
Yang Lei reported the big event to Zheng Rentong under great pressure some time ago.
Although Zheng Ren didn't say it, he kept it in his heart.
Yang Lei expressed emotion about Zheng Ren's fate and envied Zheng Ren's surgical skills. However, these are just the rewards of the ancestors. What each person can do depends on his talent, his personal efforts, and the arrangement of fate.
The cold wind was howling outside, and the house was as warm as spring. Zheng Ren was sitting lazily at his desk, chatting with his friends. The most comfortable time in life was like this.
It would be better if I could not be in the hospital and don't have to worry about the emergency room that I don't know when it will come.
Yang Lei ordered food online, and while waiting for the food to be delivered, there were sounds from the nurse station and the ward in front of him at the same time.
When the phone rings at the nurse's station, there's a 30% chance it's an emergency.
What about the ward? I just took a look around, nothing happened.
Zheng Ren stood up, ready to see what happened.