That day, was it referring to Professor Senyu coming for surgery
Zheng Ren didn't know why Director Ding mentioned this matter, so he cautiously remained silent.
"Your level is really good." Director Ding said with a smile: "Old Director Pan also has a keen eye for recognizing talents. He just guessed something, so he went to slap the table with Dean Fu and scold her for asking for someone."
"Haha." Zheng Ren laughed dryly. The laughter was like his state, listless.
"You have to remember me as a favor in this matter." Director Ding glanced at Zheng Ren from the corner of his eyes while driving, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Dean Fu tried his best to offend old Director Pan at that time, and he also I won’t let you go. I asked Dean Xiao and then I transferred you to the emergency department.”
"Thank you." Zheng Ren didn't want to think about the meaning of Director Ding's words at all. These people in the agency were too dirty and it was too tiring to talk to them.
If given the choice, Zheng Ren would rather undergo ten more surgeries.
"Xiao Zheng, the documentary is really good. It creates a very three-dimensional and vivid image of you. You young people are capable, but I can tell you from the bottom of my heart that you are still a little impatient." Director Ding seemed to be chatting casually, saying something here and there, and then brought the topic back to documentaries.
"This kind of thing, when you are forty years old, you will be successful and famous, and you will do it if you do it. People, fame and fortune are two words. Tell me, what are you so anxious about now."
"I don't know about this at all." Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes unconsciously, and said while half asleep, "I only saw it after I came back."
The sound became smaller and smaller, and he fell asleep before he could see it.
Director Ding was startled for a moment. A car in front wanted to accelerator and pass the yellow light, but hesitantly, another sudden brake came on.
While he was pondering Zheng Ren's words in his mind, when he saw the car in front of him suddenly brake, Director Ding broke into a cold sweat and stepped on the brakes as hard as he could.
There was no accident, and Zheng Ren, who was wearing a seat belt, rushed forward with inertia, but it did not affect his sleep.
Zheng Ren fell into a deep sleep. Director Ding glanced at him but did not wake him up. He was thinking about the documentary over and over in his mind.
In the agency, a tofu piece of propaganda in the newspaper can trigger a bloody battle, let alone a fifteen-minute documentary on the TV station.
Although it is only Haicheng TV station.
Young people don't know the pros and cons... Director Ding then realized, how many days has Zheng Ren just returned from the imperial capital? The director of the Imperial City rushed Baba to Haicheng to discuss matters with him.
This unconventional operation reveals a subtle energy.
Director Ding had never been exposed to this kind of thing before and was puzzled.
The car was silent except for Zheng Ren's slight snoring.
Soon, when it was time to arrive at Shangri-La, Director Ding made a call to Director Kong.
When the car arrived, Director Kong had already completed the formalities and stood at the door looking around.
"Director Kong." Ding Zhongtai got out of the car and extended his hands enthusiastically.
Holding the three hands together, Director Kong smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Where is Xiao Zheng?"
"He performed ten operations on the night shift last night and fell asleep in the car because he was so tired." Ding Zhongtai said with a smile.
Director Kong calmly took out his hand, shook his head, and said, "Director Ding, you really dare to use people."
"Huh?" Ding Zhongtai was puzzled.
"People like Xiao Zheng have to be supported in any other place. You guys are so good here, they can be used as livestock." Director Kong walked to the car and said casually.
"Well, you see what you said, Director Kong." Ding Zhongtai got into the car, started the engine, shifted gears, and started, "I guess you have heard about the situation in the Northeast. There are too many people leaving, and there are not enough people in many clinical departments. All Overloaded. One shift every three days, very long."
Director Kong stopped answering, glanced at Zheng Ren who was sitting and sleeping, and did not wake him up.
"Director Kong, please forgive me for the poor hospitality you received this time when you came to Haicheng." Ding Zhongtai said in a scene, trying to shorten the distance between himself and Director Kong as much as possible.
"It's okay, I'm here to find Zheng Ren." Director Kong said, "It's enough to find him and say a few words. The twelve surgeries at home are scheduled for the afternoon, and I have to go back quickly."
"You're still going on stage in person?"
"If you have a good relationship, I will go up and take a look. For ordinary patients, doctoral students are enough." Director Kong said lightly.
What he said was true, and Ding Zhongtai also knew it. But the topic has been brought to surgery, even if it has achieved its goal.
"Director Kong, I have two friends and colleagues I know, and I originally wanted to go to Shanghai. But the relationship there is not very appropriate. You see..."
"Come to me, just say it's Xiao Zheng's relationship." Director Kong didn't care.
Xiao Zheng's relationship... Ding Zhongtai received a 10,000-point critical blow in his heart.
The chief dean accompanied him to dinner, and the director of the dean's office drove him to see him off. He didn't care, saying that Zheng Rencai was useful
"Go to the office to find you directly?" Ding Zhongtai did not express dissatisfaction.
Facing the master of the imperial capital, he had no right to express his dissatisfaction.
"Okay, you can just find any doctor who says he is Zheng Ren's friend." Director Kong said with a smile: "Xiao Zheng went to the Imperial Capital. After he left, my graduate students and doctoral students all complained that he spent too much time in the Imperial Capital. short."
“…”
Ding Zhongtai smiled dryly and said something in his heart, but he hesitated and finally refused to say it out.
He has a good relationship with Liu Tianxing, director of the First Department of General Surgery. Just a few days ago, Liu Tianxing was found to have a space-occupying lesion in his liver, and he was highly suspected of liver cancer.
I have been relying on connections these days and want to go to the Imperial Capital or the Magic Capital to see a doctor.
A director of Haicheng, to be honest, if you go to the imperial capital or the magical capital, without classmates and other people to take care of you, you are really no different from an ordinary citizen.
Just queuing up for hospitalization can turn early-stage liver cancer into late-stage liver cancer.
But reporting Zheng Ren's name... Damn it, Liu Tianxing is willing to do this? Isn't this a joke
"Director Ding, if it's surgery... I have never seen Xiao Zheng perform liver cancer resection. You can go to me and I will contact the general surgery department for you.
But if interventional surgery is required, I think there is no need to bother. Face is not important. Xiao Zheng does better in interventional surgery than me. It is so convenient to stay in Haicheng for the surgery. There is no need to bother. "
Ding Zhongtai was confused again.
Is Director Kong rejecting his request? It shouldn't be. Generally speaking, directors and professors in the imperial capital or the magical capital would not say such things easily.
After all, it's not a big deal. Why would you say such offending words for a patient
But…
"You really don't know?" Director Kong felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, and when he saw Ding Zhongtai's expression in the rearview mirror, it was weird and strange.
"What do you know?" Ding Zhongtai asked subconsciously.
"I came to see Xiao Zheng to finalize his decision to go to the Imperial Capital for liver cancer intervention."
Ding Zhongtai's hand shook, and the car trembled.
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