"How can you, Boss Zheng, earn so much money?" Sun Ming's lover asked.
"People don't point to this at all." Sun Mingdao: "Boss Zheng mainly earns lecture fees and live broadcasts of surgeries. It is said that Boss Zheng bought the website. Now he is pursuing his ideals."
"Tch. Show it to me too. If you want to scan the QR code now, you still have to see Qian Qin. On the phone, there are just a bunch of numbers." Sun Ming's lover snatched the banknote detector and checked it one by one. watching.
"Maslow... forget it, you don't understand even if I tell you." Sun Minggang wanted to ramble on, but found it meaningless.
No matter what he said, nothing made him happier than getting the cash in his hand.
My days in the Imperial Capital looked pretty good, but I didn't have much money. How much can a community hospital, even a director, earn
If everything goes well in the first few years, it will be money to do anything you can. Now that the anti-corruption campaign is so fierce, Sun Ming doesn’t have the guts to earn any unscrupulous money.
How did the former dean get in? Sun Ming knew what was going on.
"You know the best!" Sun Ming's wife nagged, smiling and drinking, "You said that when your child comes back from graduation, can you arrange for him to live with Boss Zheng?"
Speaking of this, Sun Ming felt a little depressed.
I told Director Kong twice in a vague way, but was rejected by the old fox.
Thinking of this, he sighed and said: "Dean Lin from Imperial Cancer Hospital, whose daughter graduated with a Ph.D. from Harvard, was forced into Boss Zheng's medical team."
"ah?"
"That's it, Boss Zheng doesn't even give me a good look. He works all day long and doesn't even have time to eat."
That's the way things are. From word to word, I don't know what's going on.
"Boss Zheng is too arrogant."
"What do you know? In the past few days, I heard from the doctor who is studying that that girl comes home after nine o'clock every night and goes to work before six o'clock in the morning."
"You just go die and exploit the doctors. No wonder I have heard of people dying from overwork in recent years." Sun Ming's lover scolded.
"Do you think it's so easy to stay in Boss Zheng's medical team? Boss Zheng is a big shot." Sun Ming said proudly: "If I can get the Nobel Prize this year, I will be a proper member of the Nobel Prize. Work hard for a year , if you have such a name, you won’t have to worry about it for the rest of your life.”
"Telling you about our son."
"It's impossible, don't think about it." Sun Ming said directly: "But it's enough for him to have me as his father."
"You old guy, what's there to say?" Sun Ming's lover said disdainfully.
"After winning the Nobel Prize, 912 and our community hospital will be repeatedly bombarded by the media." Sun Ming laughed and said: "By then, our old Sun will also become famous and one of the key figures for the Nobel Prize. .”
As he spoke, he blew away the beer and opened another bottle.
This makes me happy to drink, and Sun Ming's lover is also happy and drinks with him.
"You said that Boss Zheng abused Dean Lin's daughter so much, would Dean Lin be happy?" Sun Ming's lover picked up a bottle of beer with chopsticks and made a bang.
"What's there to be unhappy about?" Sun Ming said disdainfully: "I told you about the Nobel Prize, why didn't you know about it?"
"Nobel Prize, what don't you know?"
"Let me tell you this, people who can get on the bus now can live a good life just by giving lectures." Sun Ming was a little envious.
It would be great if my level could match that.
However, Sun Ming just thought about this kind of thing. He knew that for him, this was just a daydream.
After taking a bite of spicy fried sea snails, the ulcer in Sun Ming's mouth caused bursts of pain.
But this is also a kind of refreshing. It is said that the spicy and pleasant feeling that pepper brings to people is related to pain.
Sun Ming was chatting while eating and drinking with his wife.
What about life, working hard, for what? It’s not just to think about nothing at this moment, eat some side dishes and drink some wine.
"Lie Ying", when he thought of this word, Sun Ming couldn't help but feel proud.
The mouth ulcer doesn't hurt that much anymore, and I just feel refreshed.
"Old Sun, you can't drink enough." Sun Ming's lover drank happily and laughed at Sun Ming.
"It sounds like you have a good drinking capacity. My face will turn red even if you drink some wine."
The couple drank happily until their faces turned red.
Two people who usually had nothing to do with more than a dozen beers quickly became too much.
The future of the community hospital will be better, and the life of our own family will be able to reach a higher level.
This day is very worth looking forward to.
After drinking several bottles of beer, Sun Ming felt a little uncomfortable breathing. He chuckled and said, "I'm really old. I've been in the hospital for a few days, but why do I feel like I'm not doing well anymore?"
"Wash up and go to bed early. Leave your things here and I'll clean them up tomorrow."
Sun Ming staggered to wash up. He looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly felt something was wrong.
His face was horribly red, and he seemed to be a little swollen, and it wasn't just the redness on his face after drinking wine.
Isn't this a pig's head? Sun Ming thought to himself.
His reaction was a little slow, he was swaying, and it took him a few seconds to realize something was wrong!
After all, he is a doctor by training, and words such as allergies immediately came to Sun Ming's mind.
Then there was difficulty breathing...Laryngeal edema...When he was found, he was already dead, and the body smelled bad.
He immediately threw away the toothbrush and tried to walk out.
There are stars in front of my eyes, my limbs are weak, and my breathing difficulty has worsened tenfold since I figured it out.
Even taking a breath was troublesome.
Sun Ming could even hear the roaring sound of the wind box coming from his own throat.
MD! Laryngeal edema really occurs!
Desperately picking up his cell phone, Sun Ming made a call to the 120 emergency center.
But I don’t know whether it was because of nervousness or other reasons, but I was speechless.
When asked anxiously, Sun Ming just babbling a few words, but let alone talk about the matter, he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
He tried hard to look at his lover, but she didn't know when she had climbed on the table and "fell asleep".
It's over... Sun Ming was covered in cold sweat.
The couple was going to die tragically at home... But Sun Ming had no idea what was going on. What happened, what allergies I had, and my head was dewy.
But now was not the time to find reasons. Seeing that he couldn't explain it, he used his last consciousness to hang up the phone, found Boss Zheng's number and dialed it.
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They said they should write a love song soon...
Zheng Ren's phone rang.
He was enjoying the hand-made noodles made by Liu Xuzhi's wife.
This kind of daily meal is the most... at least makes Boss Zheng comfortable.
It’s simple, clear, and can be eaten in just a few bites without delaying emergency rescue at all.
This is a legacy of being in the emergency department.
"Boss Zheng, please eat slowly."
Seeing that Zheng Ren was eating well, Liu Xuzhi's daughter-in-law was also very happy, and the fierce woman showed a happy smile on her face.
"Hello, Dean Sun." Zheng Ren turned on the phone hands-free and put it on the table to avoid occupying his hand and affecting his eating of noodles.