The next day.
Fan Tao woke everyone up early in the morning and got in the car to go back to Haicheng and the Imperial Capital.
The mighty convoy looked spectacular, but after leaving the desert, the convoy gradually dispersed.
Zheng Ren appreciates this very much. Keep a low profile and live longer.
Song Ying's brothers are all interesting, not high-profile or ostentatious, but everyone is very capable.
After trekking all the way, fortunately, there is still a lot of space in the car, so I don’t feel tired even if I sit for a long time.
Ten hours later, we finally returned to the Imperial Capital.
Fan Tao's motorcade did not enter the Imperial Capital, but changed to Lin Jiaojiao's motorcade at the previous toll station.
Zhou Chunyong felt a little emotional. Looking at the style of Boss Zheng going out to play, the team still had to hand over. Looking at myself now, it is indeed not enough. From technology to such trivial matters, it is not enough.
He smiled. He benefited a lot from accompanying Feidao this time.
Technology learned. Although there was no surgery, Zhou Chunyong knew that he was better than before.
And that's not all there is to gain.
He witnessed Boss Zheng performing TIPS surgery himself, performing the surgery at full speed when there was an emergency.
The gap between me and Boss Zheng is like a bird and a fish.
In addition, I also saw Lan Ke, the CEO of the East Asia region of an international behemoth, running to Xilin Town.
Boss Zheng was really tough and didn't give him any good looks. But it seems that Lanke's CEO has given up, and he doesn't know what will happen in the end.
This gave Zhou Chunyong a new judgment on Zheng Ren.
Even if Boss Zheng doesn't know anything, if he can do this, he must close the relationship.
These are nothing.
The biggest reward was drinking happily with other members of the medical team in the desert.
Family photo, I squeezed in by myself. Although there is no boss Zheng, which is a pity, but it can still be regarded as a group photo of all the assistants
Zhou Chunyong thought about the group photo in his mind, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Being able to squeeze into the group of assistants is also a huge gain. Zhu Liangchen? Wash it and wait to die!
"Boss Zheng, I haven't seen you idle in the past two days. You must be tired." Zhou Chunyong wanted to get into a car with Zheng Ren, but with Xie Yiren, Su Yun, and Lin Jiaojiao, he seemed to be in trouble.
A word is a word, this is Zhou Chunyong's attitude.
"return… "
Before Zheng Ren finished speaking, Zhou Chunyong's phone rang.
Really! Who is calling me during this time! Delay things!
Zhou Chunyong thought to himself, took a look and saw that it was at home, and picked up the phone.
He didn't speak, and a hoarse cry came from the receiver.
The thick palms were stiff, like weathered stones in the desert, as if they would be broken into pieces by the warm April wind in the imperial capital.
Zheng Ren vaguely heard what happened on the phone and was also shocked.
"Zheng... Zheng... I have something to do at home, I'll leave first." Zhou Chunyong stammered, turned around, grabbed a car and left.
"Yiren, let me go and take a look." Zheng Ren said hurriedly.
"What's wrong?"
"Director Zhou's son didn't know where he got the pesticide and drank it!" Zheng Ren whispered.
"You go ahead, I'll take Heizi home first." Xie Yiren squeezed Zheng Ren's hand and hugged his arm hard.
Zheng Ren smiled and rushed towards the car that Zhou Chunyong had grabbed.
"Director Zhou, where did you send your son?" Su Yun actually appeared in the car at the same time.
"Our hospital's emergency department can't handle it, so we sent it to 912." Zhou Chunyong's voice trembled slightly, and he was obviously extremely panicked.
"Director Zhou, don't panic." Zheng Ren comforted, "Let me ask."
After saying that, he picked up his cell phone and dialed Zhou Litao's number.
"Mr. Zhou."
"There is a child who drank pesticide. Has he been to the hospital?"
"Uh... Okay, I understand, we'll be there soon, trouble."
He put down the phone and said immediately: "She is fine, and we are about to have a gastric lavage."
Zhou Chunyong's stiff body seemed to loosen a little.
"Director Zhou, how old is your son? Why is he still so..." Su Yun asked disdainfully.
"Alas." Zhou Chunyong sighed and said, "I..."
He only sighed, said one word, and then paused.
Tears flowed freely.
Zheng Ren thought of Liu Xuzhi, a mantra that was difficult for his family to recite and had nothing to do with his identity or status.
If you have money and status, you will have fewer troubles, but you will definitely not have none.
Various big families have caused a lot of troubles over money and inheritance rights.
After a few seconds, Zhou Chunyong's mood stabilized and he did not cover up. He wiped his face randomly with his hands.
"I didn't get married until I was 30. At that time, interventional surgery was just emerging. I thought about being a radiologist who reads films and writes diagnoses every day. It's boring and doesn't look like a doctor. So I went to study before having children. Interventional surgery.”
"After studying, I couldn't avoid the line even when I came back. It wasn't until 10 years later that I became the director and my position was stable. Only then did I avoid the line for half a year and have a child."
Zheng Ren sighed, it was not easy to get those involved.
"You can be considered a child of old age. Although I also know that it is wrong to pamper a child, it is my own child, and I feel very sad."
"I... alas..." Zhou Chunyong sighed deeply, stopped talking, and looked out the window.
The street scene flew by quickly, because we were entering the Imperial Capital and did not take the first ring road to the third ring road, so it was not considered crowded.
Otherwise, Zheng Ren estimated that Zhou Chunyong could get out of the car and run all the way over.
He and Su Yun looked at each other, but neither of them said anything as they had a tacit understanding. The air in the car seemed to be frozen, and it was so dull that I couldn't breathe.
The driver knew something big was going on, so he used all his skills and drove to 912 as quickly as possible.
When they arrived at the emergency room, before the car had stopped, Zhou Chunyong opened the car door and ran in.
Zheng Ren was really afraid that if he lost his footing, he would suffer double or triple ankle fractures. If that were the case, it would add to the chaos.
As we ran all the way to the emergency room, the roar of a middle school boy came from far away.
"I won't do gastric lavage, please let go of me!"
"It's no use gastric lavage. I'll jump off the building when I get home!"
Zheng Ren paused. Listening to the voice, he was full of energy. He should be fine.
It's just that with this temper, Zhou Chunyong has a really good way of handling children.
Teenage is the rebellious period. If you are looking for life and death now, what will you do in the future
Zheng Ren walked slowly to the door of the emergency room and saw a boy about twelve years old struggling hard. The system background panel is light green, which is healthy and not unnecessary.
"Boss, if this was my child, I would strangle him to death." Su Yun said at the side.
Nonsense, Zheng Ren thought to himself. If your own child feels sorry for you, you can't strangle him to death.
But looking at this, Zhou Chunyong had a headache.
The gastric tube was placed aside, and the gastric lavage machine was ready. The motor was roaring, but I didn’t know why it hadn’t started yet.
A woman was holding a baby and crying, squatting and kneeling next to the rescue bed.
Zheng Ren sighed.