"There is a problem with the fundus artery, why should I contact you?" Director Chu was puzzled.
"Isn't this Lin Jiaojiao's business? If I go back, I have to go back. If I don't go back, I have to go back." Director Kong was helpless.
"Is this Lin Jiaojiao who was beaten that year?" Su Yun suddenly asked.
"Well, it's her. She used to be a nurse in our department. Because of her high technical level, she was transferred to the pediatric department when there was a shortage of high-level nurses. Unexpectedly, within two days of going there, she gave a child a scalp needle. , because the child was crying, he was beaten by the child’s family and suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.
After that, she quit her job and went to practice cosmetic surgery on her own. "Director Kong said: "Now Lin Jiaojiao is the boss of Yimei, the largest medical aesthetic hospital in the country. "
"Boss Zheng, look at what I'm talking about. Go and open a pet hospital. I promise that within five years it will become the largest pet hospital in the country, with branches all over the country. You can just sit at home and count the money every day." Su Yun was very serious. Introduced by Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren didn't even listen to what Su Yun said. When he saw Director Kong starting to get dressed, he asked, "Director Kong, you've been drinking. Can you do the surgery?"
Director Kong's heart moved. Although he didn't need to perform the operation at all, he only needed to observe the stage from below. It was enough to give his own judgment in some difficult-to-decision situations.
But... wouldn't it be a waste to put Zheng Ren, a strong and powerful man, here
"Xiao Zheng, will you go back with me?" Director Kong asked tentatively.
After all, it was already very late.
It's so late and we have to deal with an emergency. Zheng Ren is a doctor from a foreign hospital, so he can't explain it.
"Okay." Zheng Ren was happy.
Instead of sitting here eating, it would be better to go back and see if there is a chance for surgery.
Eating is really boring.
"Let's break up then." Director Chu waved his hand and said, "I'll send you back to the hospital first, then I'll go home. I shouldn't be needed here."
Song Ying sent them off respectfully. During this period, he whispered a few words to Director Chu and decided to go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow.
Feng Xuhui kept staring at the stairs, his eyes were dizzy.
Ever since Zheng Ren came to the imperial capital, Feng Xuhui found that his knowledge of Mr. Zheng was "updated" every day.
Zheng Ren is like a rich mine, surprising himself every day.
Subconsciously, Feng Xuhui tightened his grip. He vaguely felt that Zheng Ren could change his career.
He stood in the hall, watching eagerly, waiting for Zheng Ren and the others to leave. He was even ready to guard him until tomorrow morning.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Ren and his party arrived so early.
Feng Xuhui said hello quickly and jogged to the front desk to pay the bill.
"No bill for today." Song Ying walked over steadily and said gently.
"Okay, boss." The front desk manager showed an ambiguous smile.
"Xiao Song, then I won't follow you." Director Chu said calmly, completely ignoring Feng Xuhui's existence.
A small business sales manager like Feng Xuhui would not be able to attract the attention of senior directors. Those who hand over the building to the chief director must be at least district manager level or above.
"..." Feng Xuhui collapsed immediately.
You've been waiting all night, but you can't even pay for it
Oh my god, why is it so difficult to do something
Feng Xuhui's heart was filled with sadness.
"Manager Feng, thank you for your hard work." Zheng Ren came over and said habitually: "There is also an emergency room here. I will take a look with Director Kong. You go first."
Feng Xuhui was stunned for more than ten seconds. He didn't react. Wasn't Mr. Zheng here for scientific research? Could it be that he completed the procedures so quickly and was transferred to this top tertiary hospital in the country
Why else would emergency surgery be performed
So confused, so confused, so helpless.
Feng Xuhui felt that his understanding of the world had been shattered time and time again by Zheng Ren.
When he reacted, Zheng Ren and his party had already gotten into Director Chu's car and drove away.
Feng Xuhui stood at the door of the hotel, messy in the wind.
Song Ying kept a standard smile and watched Director Chu's car leave. When the car disappeared into the vast night, he relaxed.
As soon as he reached out, the front office manager behind him immediately put a cigarette in Song Ying's hand.
At this time, he saw Feng Xuhui who was messy in the wind, his thoughts were disordered, and he didn't know what to do.
Song Ying smiled.
Song Ying is not willing to do such things as mentioning young people.
No matter who you are, they are all forged from a mountain of swords and a sea of blood. They must have life, strength, tenacity, and...
There are so many things needed. Why should I share the experience I gained through hard work with others
But today, Song Ying's mood also changed somewhat.
As a seasoned person, he could see that Zheng Ren's aura was not weak at all in front of the two chief directors, and he had a fighting attitude.
Today’s young people are really amazing. At such a young age, he has already entered the family life. Is there any need to talk about his future future
So when he saw Feng Xuhui looking like an idiot, he smiled and raised the cigarette in his hand.
"Huh?" Feng Xuhui continued to be in a daze, not immediately understanding what Song Ying meant.
"Smoke?"
"Thank you." Feng Xuhui responded instinctively.
The front office manager behind Song Ying handed over a cigarette.
"Young man, you made the right choice." Song Ying felt that the business man in front of him was cute and cute, as if he wanted to make a few remarks on a whim when he was young.
"Ah? My choice?" Feng Xuhui continued to be confused.
"Boss Zheng, you have a bright future." Song Ying looked at the direction they were leaving and said, "You don't need to do anything, just hug Boss Zheng's thigh tightly, you will have food and drink for the rest of your life, and you will have nothing to worry about. Maybe one day, I can make a great journey, maybe."
"..." Feng Xuhui was surprised.
Is it really possible? Life won't be that simple.
"May I ask you are… "
"I'm the boss here." Song Ying smiled. This young man is so lucky. Where can I find the interest to encourage him today
"Hello, hello." Feng Xuhui nodded, took out his business card from his pocket, and handed it over respectfully with both hands.
But at this moment, Song Ying had extinguished half of the cigarette between his fingers, turned around and left, without even looking at the business card he held in both hands.
Feng Xuhui maintained an awkward posture, not knowing what to do.
He has also heard people say that if you want to succeed in society, you must have an immortal to guide you.
Has this happened to me today
Immortal guide? Actually referring to Mr. Zheng
After a long time, the cigarette between his fingers burned to the roots of his fingers, burning him so much that Feng Xuhui woke up from his trance.
Hug Mr. Zheng’s thigh tightly
Feng Xuhui cried.
I want to hug him tightly, but Mr. Zheng rides in a Rolls-Royce Phantom, wears a famous brand that costs tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, and eats for free by the owner of a high-end hotel in the Imperial City...
What should I do to hold his thigh tightly...
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