Director Qiu didn't dare to ask what happened. The less he knew about things here, the better. He was just an ordinary person. He knew what he was doing, and he was pretty confident about it.
After returning home, I had to tell the two nurses not to talk nonsense. Director Qiu kept this in mind.
"Boss Zheng, it's over." Yan Changsen said nonchalantly, but his expression was no longer nervous, but filled with joy from the bottom of his heart. His voice even trembled slightly, making a simple sentence sound like he was singing an opera.
"Change the dressing in three days, remove the sutures in one week, and take oral antibiotics." Zheng Ren said with a smile.
Yan Changsen was startled for a moment, then nodded, "I know, don't worry, Boss Zheng."
"I'm preparing to fly back tomorrow." Zheng Ren said, "I'm a little busy at home..."
"Boss Zheng, you don't know my old man's temper." Yan Changsen smiled bitterly and said: "If you leave, I guess I will go back to the imperial capital to see you for surgery soon. My old man can break my legs, really !”
"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.
"One day, you have a day off tomorrow. When my old man comes down from the mountain, we can have a meal together and meet each other." Yan Changsen said: "I will definitely not find a lot of people, and it will not take up too much of your time. You can decide whether it is okay or not."
Now that everything has been said, what else does Zheng Ren have to say? Judging from Yan Changsen's appearance, if he insisted on refusing, he could kneel down and talk about it.
Why bother
Director Qiu saw an opportunity and immediately smiled and said, "If Boss Zheng feels bored, can you visit our operating room early tomorrow morning?"
"Oh? Visit the operating room?" Zheng Ren suddenly became interested.
Yan Changsen glanced at Director Qiu with gratitude.
"How big is your surgery this weekend, Director Qiu?" Zheng Ren asked.
"I looked at the operation sheet this morning. Tomorrow morning, a patient with mitral stenosis, insufficiency, and a huge left atrium will undergo surgery." Director Qiu said, "You and Dr. Su did a good job in cardiothoracic surgery. This time When you come to Yangcheng, it is inevitable to give guidance on surgery.”
"The instructor doesn't dare to say, so I'll just go up and take a look." Zheng Ren smiled.
If the person who invites you is a cardiothoracic surgeon, he will go on stage at some point. But if the director of the anesthesiology department invites me, it will be difficult to get started. But being idle is also idle, and it’s good to take a second look.
This kind of surgery is quite difficult. Zheng Ren feels that he may not be sure that the surgery will be successful and the completion rate will be 100%. If we pursue perfection, we don’t know how much surgical training time will be consumed in the system operating room.
Speaking of the surgery, Zheng Ren became happy, and the atmosphere in the car became much more relaxed.
Arriving at a hotel standing by the Pearl River, Yan Changsen sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun up, repeatedly expressed his gratitude, made an appointment to contact them tomorrow, and then turned around and left.
"Boss, what do you think about this matter?" Su Yun did not leave, staying in Zheng Ren's room and asked while looking at the night view of the Pearl River.
"have no idea."
"Will he open his Changqiang hole and transform?"
"Transformation?"
"Uh... the oldest two-dimensional joke, you are really boring." Su Yun took out a cigarette and shook one, "Do you want to smoke?"
"Take one, I'm a little nervous too." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "I've never seen a Kirschner needle travel so far before."
"You still think it's a K-wire?"
"Based on my logical analysis, it can only be like this." Zheng Ren lit a cigarette and looked out the window at the dim lights. There were boats with neon lights floating by on the Pearl River. The world was filled with fireworks and dust. It was very beautiful.
"This time it's settled. Before, I was worried that Yan Changsen would cheat. Those skills are quite valuable. If Kerry is still a bit stingy, he only gives money and hides the skills." Su Yun Lying on the chair in front of the window, I also watched the lights dim.
It's just the same scenery, but they may not have the same mood in their eyes.
Zheng Ren smoked lightly. He did not try to draw any different patterns on the calligraphy of green smoke without any effort. In his opinion, these cool moves were meaningless.
Smoking is smoking, watching the scenery is watching the scenery, as long as you concentrate.
"It's a duck listening to thunder today." Su Yun said with a smile: "I'm worried that if lightning strikes the car, we will all turn into coke."
"No, Brother Yan is already prepared." Zheng Ren said, "But I thought you would wait until the lightning and thunder are over before going down the mountain. After running so far, you must see the excitement."
"Don't talk nonsense, curiosity killed the cat, okay?" Su Yun said: "According to Master Yan, we are all the kind of people who have no talent for cultivation. Boss, what do you mean by cultivation?"
"I didn't know." Zheng Ren said, "When I was a trainee in college, I bought soft tofu, put gauze on top, and used tweezers to pick it off little by little. I think this is cultivation."
"You are too low-level. I only perform surgeries on guinea pigs."
"It's okay." Zheng Ren didn't care what Su Yun said. He stood in front of the window, very relaxed.
"Why are you so anxious to go back?" Su Yun suddenly said: "It's a big favor. If you look at Brother Yan's behavior later, you will know that there must be benefits to staying."
"Haven't the benefits already been given?"
"It's different. It's like playing an online game. If you don't pick it up after fighting monsters, you really don't even bother to bend down." Su Yun sighed.
"I've never played online games."
"Does life have to be so boring?"
"I think it's okay. Who knows if the world we see now is a virtual world. Are you playing an online game in an online game? Is it interesting?"
Su Yun found that his boss was really nervous today and talked a lot. In the past, he would have laughed it off and would never have told himself so much useless nonsense.
Yes, the deafening thunder is still echoing in my ears. The lightning that was as bright as day almost blinded the krypton gold dog. It was really dangerous.
But everything is over.
If the boss doesn't want to mention it, then don't mention it. Su Yun slumps on the sofa, lazily, letting the wisps of green smoke penetrate the black hair on his forehead and float casually.
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In the old house on the top of the mountain, Master Yan stood with his hands behind his back. His old face seemed to be twenty years younger, and there was a hint of life in his blush.
"Congratulations, Master Yan." Song Mo Ai said softly.
"Junior brother, strive for success and leave your name in history. It has been hundreds of years, hundreds of years!" Master Yan clenched his hands behind his back, barely containing his surging excitement.
"Tomorrow will be very busy, so I won't disturb you." Song Mo Ai smiled and said, "Let's say goodbye and see you tomorrow."
"Thank you Master Song."
"You're polite, as you should. If you want to thank me, you should thank Boss Zheng."