After eating, we dispersed.
Back home, Su Yun felt that he had not drunk enough, so he took Chang Yue and started drinking again with peanuts.
Zheng Ren sat on the sofa and had a video chat with Director Pan.
Old Director Pan's complexion is obviously much better than before. His disease must have been discovered early, otherwise no matter how strong a man is, he will eventually be "eaten" by bacteria like a skeleton.
Because of the timely treatment, the germs are now under control, and it is estimated that it will take some time to completely recover.
"Director, I may have to go to the provincial capital for surgery in two days." Zheng Ren said.
"Provincial capital? Are you going home to visit your relatives?" Old Director Pan said with a smile.
"Hey, that's right. I'll bring you some Maotai back. It may not be as good as the one bowl per person you had before the war, so it's just fine." Zheng Ren talked a lot when chatting with Director Pan.
"There are still two bottles at home, and you don't drink either!" Old Director Pan was obviously a little dissatisfied, or more regretful.
After all, in his day, those who could drink were the best soldiers. This view has long taken root in Director Pan's heart and will never change in his lifetime.
Zheng Ren also felt a little regretful about this.
"By the way, Director Sun came to me recently and said that there was a tumor patient who wanted to ask you to come back for surgery. But I only found one, and I was afraid that you wouldn't want to come back."
"One?" Zheng Ren was puzzled.
Ordinarily, given Haicheng's population and coverage area, it should not be too easy to find tumor patients suitable for surgery.
"Isn't it that everyone who has some money goes to the Imperial Capital to see a doctor? The transportation is convenient now. What is that often mentioned on TV? Big city area! Now it only takes a few hours to go to the Imperial Capital from our home, unlike in the early years when we had to leave A day or two.”
This is a change in the last twenty years, and moisturizing has silently changed the ecological environment of all walks of life in the country.
Medical care is one of them, and the changes have been huge and eye-popping.
"It's okay, I just happened to go back to see you, so I did it casually." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "When you meet Director Sun, ask him to show me the film."
"How many days do you plan to stay when you come back this time?" Old Director Pan asked.
"It's probably just one night at most." Zheng Ren said, "The Imperial Capital is quite busy."
"How is your Nobel Prize project going?"
"The volume of surgeries is accumulating, but once the volume is enough, that's all. People just find any reason to stop surgery without consulting me at all." Zheng Ren took this matter very openly and said it very casually.
In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the artificial insulin project was definitely Nobel Prize-level. But what happened in the end? Wasn't it because of the strange look under the colored glasses
"You always have to work hard. I can't be of much help here." Old Director Pan was a little regretful.
"It's okay, director." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "I met several review experts and professors in Sweden. I have done enough surgeries. I will go talk to them when I have time."
"Leave the relationship that needs to go," Director Lao Pan warned.
"Yeah, I know. Although we don't do things based on relationships, too many Nobel Prize winners... are just like the kings of Europe. There are incest marriages and the like everywhere, which is annoying. Recently, there are a lot of 23-body breeding. Syndrome.”
"The development of TIPS surgery is of great significance, and you have to be attentive. How many nails can you twist just by yourself? How many nails can you twist? Only by spreading it globally can more patients benefit."
"I know!" Zheng Ren said with a smile.
He would always pretend to listen attentively to the old man's nagging, but he would usually listen to the left ear and listen to the right ear.
"Director, how is Mr. Wang doing?"
"It's good. Many surgeries are available. Recently, Director Sun has also lowered his profile and started to perform surgeries together with Mr. Wang." Old Director Pan said proudly.
"Well, that's good. After Mr. Wang leaves, I estimate that the level of general surgery in our hospital will reach a higher level."
"Patients with some money have all gone to the imperial capital. We need to change our thinking and face patients from counties and townships below." Director Pan looked at the problem deeply and got to the point directly.
"Don't be too tired. Just go for a checkup every day. Don't do surgery. I'm telling you, you need to rest for this disease. Don't be brave. It won't be easy to handle when it gets worse."
Director Pan shook his hand impatiently, indicating that he understood.
The two men chatted for a while, and Su Yun shouted three or five times in the room before Zheng Ren took the tablet in and placed it on the wine table.
Seeing Tie Gai Moutai, Zheng Ren felt that Old Director Pan was much more energetic.
He hasn't been able to drink recently, probably because he was too greedy.
When Su Yun drinks, he doesn't have so many serious words. He began to tell Director Pan about the European visitor who was almost smoked to death by Xie Yi's garlic fish two days ago.
When we went to the Alps, Director Pan was stunned by the strange cases of patients after sex reassignment surgery in the castle.
Did the little bird under his wings soar into the sky so quickly? Old Director Pan was just a little emotional, but then he turned his attention to the iron-covered Maotai.
"Director, you can't drink yet. We'll wait until you recover." Zheng Ren said firmly: "Wine... Su Yun, how much more do you have?"
"You can take care of Song Ying as much as you want." Su Yun said nonchalantly.
Although Tiegai Moutai is one of those rare items that can be consumed less than once per bottle, it is estimated that if Song Ying is looking for it, he will definitely be able to find it.
"Oh, I'll bring you two boxes of wine back, but I have to give it to my wife, I can't leave it in your hands." Zheng Ren said.
Director Pan was a little regretful, but more excited.
Sickness always gets better one day. But wine tastes better if you leave it for a few months.
Two boxes of Maotai with iron lids... For old Director Pan, this was as happy as the Chinese New Year.
It was getting late, and seeing that Director Pan was a little sleepy, Zheng Ren ended the video.
He thought for a moment and said, "There might be some at Songying. Don't tell the director. We'll let the pigeons go when the time comes."
"You underestimate Song Ying too much." Su Yun laughed and drank all the wine in the glass. "He has a lot of energy, so you can ask him for it. But if you call him, he will be very happy."
"Okay, then I'll call and ask."
Zheng Ren picked up his phone and found Song Ying's number. After a moment of hesitation, he asked: "It's after ten o'clock, will you go to bed?"
"Do you think the Imperial Capital is the same as Haicheng?" Su Yun said disdainfully: "Brother, there's nightlife! At this time, Song Ying is hugging some girl and having fun!"
Chang Yue frowned, finished his drink, picked up the wine bottle and filled it up for Su Yun.
Zheng Ren chuckled, this is Chang Yue about to use the great punishment technique. But he didn't drink much today, but Su Yun wasn't afraid. For Su Yun, this amount of wine was just a mouthwash.
I wanted to make him drink too much, but time didn't allow it. Zheng Ren's schedule was very regular, and he was urged to sleep when the time came.
Just as I was about to make a call, a WeChat message came in.
Boss Zheng, are you asleep
What a coincidence, it was sent from Song Ying.