After the banquet, Zheng Ren was exhausted.
This is a kind of tiredness that comes from the soul. Finally, he agreed to Dean Zhang to teach a doctor from the Second Hospital to perform tip surgery, and then Dean Zhang let him go.
Zheng Ren knew that facing this kind of activity, as a social animal, no matter how much he disliked it, it was absolutely unavoidable.
But I just don’t like it.
Feng Xuhui didn't drink. He always acted as a waiter, running around, pouring wine and tea. From time to time, he also told some dirty jokes and flattered the leaders present to adjust the atmosphere.
Feng Xuhui, who has experienced several baptisms, has grown very fast. Now he has initially shed the definition of a rookie in the workplace and looks like a mature professional manager.
He was also very tired, but extremely excited, and his body was in a state of excitement.
Every hospital is like a fortress that has been breached by itself, products have entered, and sales have increased significantly. Then the performance improved by leaps and bounds, and the year-end bonus was so generous that I couldn't spend it all.
These, when you think about it, are all so beautiful.
Feng Xuhui trusted more and more that the boss in Imperial City had given him the advice by chance that Mr. Zheng was a big thick leg and he must hug it.
Feng Xuhui didn't understand what tip surgery was. But he could understand the attitude shown to Mr. Zheng by everyone in the Second Municipal Court.
After the banquet ended, Feng Xuhui pulled Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner out of the second hospital.
"Mr. Zheng, should I send you off first or the professor first?" Feng Xuhui asked.
The professor drank a lot and started snoring in the back seat.
"Let's send the professor to Shangri-La first." Zheng Ren rolled down the window, lit half of a purple cloud, and took a deep breath. Feeling the pungency of the tobacco and the refreshing cold wind from the northeast, he felt better. "Send him upstairs." , I will have a cleansing session down below.”
"Yeah." Feng Xuhui knew Zheng Ren relatively well. Seeing that he was upset, he didn't bother to chat and drove straight to Shangri-La.
After sending Professor Rudolf Wagner to the hotel room, Feng Xuhui asked where Zheng Ren was going.
Feng Xuhui's face changed slightly when he heard the name of the community reported by Zheng Ren.
No wonder Mr. Zheng doesn't care about money, he just focuses on surgery. Look at people, they live in the most luxurious villa area in the city.
Only rich people can escape from low-level interests and devote themselves to doing what they love.
Surgery is just a hobby for Mr. Zheng.
In an instant, the image of Zheng Ren in Feng Xuhui's mind changed again and again, going further and further in the unrealistic and wrong direction, like a stiff wild dog.
Zheng Ren fiddled with his phone and chatted with Xie Yiren.
He wanted to go to the Shea's house, knock on the door, greet the Shea good night face to face, then hug and say goodbye.
If it can be like this, it will be a perfect night, like a tip surgery done by myself.
But Chu Yanzhi lives at Xie Yi's house, and today she is on flexible duty.
With Xie Yiren's character, someone was... Zheng Ren was a little distressed, and finally decided to forget it.
It's already very late and there are a lot of things to do tomorrow.
Zheng Yunxia's 64-slice CT scan needs to be reconstructed three-dimensionally to see how effective the treatment is after two interventional embolizations.
Post-operative patients need ward rounds, and there is an old man pretending to be sick in the ward.
Forget it... let's go home and take a bath to wash away the fatigue, and then go to bed early. Su Yun has also been on duty for two days, so it's time to replace him.
Following Zheng Ren's guidance, Feng Xuhui drove to the villa.
Seeing Zheng Ren open the door and enter the villa, Feng Xuhui was still very emotional.
What does a dog that doesn't bark bite? Mr. Zheng is. He is usually not seen showing off, he wears ordinary clothes and is not picky about his food, but he lives in a villa.
Man, the gap is huge.
Feng Xuhui sighed and left immediately.
After returning, there is still a lot of work to be done. For example, evaluate the situation of today's surgery and analyze the amount of surgical consumables used in tips from the Second Hospital of the City in the future.
Although this should be the job of the group's data analysts, Feng Xuhui still firmly believes that they are out of touch with reality and the estimated values are much worse than the "real" values he calculated.
Work hard, I hope that one day I will live in a villa like Mr. Zheng's house.
Feng Xuhui cheered himself up and disappeared into the vast night.
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The next day, Zheng Ren was called to have breakfast by Xie Yiren.
Chu Yanzhi was very interested in him going to the City No. 2 Hospital to "fly knives" and asked questions. Xie Yiren just ate his breakfast quietly, occasionally looking up at Zheng Ren secretly from the corner of his eyes, and then lowered his head.
Arriving at the emergency ward, Zheng Ren asked about the conditions of the emergency patients in the past two nights.
Unexpectedly, Su Yun was extremely relaxed these two days. There are no emergencies bothering him, he is relaxed and at ease.
"You must have ignored the blessing of the night shift god." Su Yun laughed and mocked Zheng Ren.
This cargo luck is really good, Zheng Ren also sighed.
At 7:55, Professor Rudolf Wagner went to work on time. As soon as he saw Zheng Ren, he grabbed him and wanted to talk about his reflections on yesterday's tip surgery.
His idea was directly rejected by Zheng Ren.
There are so many tasks to be done, shifts to be handed over, ward rounds to be made, and patients to be seen, who has time to study with him
This is not Heidelberg University and there are not that many medical staff working.
Medical staff have long been smoothed out by life. In today's terms, they have been beaten by life.
Under the premise that there are not enough staff, they desperately squeeze their energy to treat every patient. As for scientific research... it's a long way off. You can't even take care of your wife and children at home, so you still have the time to study these things
After the ward rounds, Director Pan was sitting in the office. The professor was called away by Chang Yue and asked to help. As for what kind of help, Zheng Ren didn't know and didn't want to ask.
Zheng Ren took Su Yun around to see the patients after surgery. What is the patient's blood ammonia level after tips surgery and when can the stent be removed and retrieved? How is the serious illness of ICU? There are many things like this.
As soon as the two of them walked out of the emergency ward door, Zheng Ren saw a bunch of people.
There are a bunch of children, not very old, about 8 or 9 years old. There were two adults leading the way. The adults were polite and didn't look like bad people.
Which teacher is sick? Now that teachers have a very high status, if there is something going on at home, parents have to rush to help solve it.
Zheng Ren once heard a colleague say that the thing he regretted most in his life was joining the Q group in his child's class. After joining, the two things I do every day are: one is to get scolded by the teacher; the other is to flatter the teacher.
Zheng Ren recalled carefully that there were no sick teachers in the ward.
Judging from the age of the children, they are not very old. Could it be...
Zheng Ren was still in a daze, and an older child raised the newspaper in his hand and compared it with Zheng Ren carefully.
"Uncle, are you Dr. Zheng?" The child is not very old and speaks in a baby-like voice, which is really cute.
"Well, I am." Zheng Ren glanced at it. The child was holding the Haicheng Metropolis Daily. The date could not be seen clearly, but his photo on the front page was eye-catching.
"Hello, uncle, we are students from the Ninth Primary School, and our class teacher is Teacher Yang Lili." The child in the lead said seriously: "We are here to visit Teacher Yang and thank you."
Zheng Ren smiled and touched the child's head and said, "No, this is what it should be."
At this time, the adults who came with the children walked up to Zheng Ren, bowed, and said politely: "Doctor Zheng, it is the children's strong request, and we have no choice, so we come to disturb you. What's wrong with Meng Langzhi?" Please be kind to me."
"You're welcome, you're welcome." Zheng Ren was a little flustered.
Faced with this situation, Zheng Ren didn't know how to deal with it and was at a loss.
Su Yun stood behind Zheng Ren, smiling at the joke.
"Students in Class 1, Grade 2, Teacher Yang's condition has gradually improved. We will visit her again in a few days. This is Dr. Zheng who gave Teacher Yang a second life. What are you going to do?"
The older child who looked like the leader should be the class monitor. She had a serious expression on her face and said to her classmates: "Everyone in Grade 1, Class 2, stand at attention!"
The children quickly stood up in a small square formation as if they were doing exercises between classes.
The squad leader turned around. Although he tried his best to act like an adult, he still made a babyish sound.
"Dr. Zheng, all the students in the second grade of the No. 9 Primary School in the city would like to express our most heartfelt thanks to you." As she said this, she raised her right arm and performed a Young Pioneer salute.
More than thirty children behind him raised their arms almost simultaneously.
It's not quite the same, but the sincere feelings are overflowing.
Hot yet restrained, Zheng Ren's heart was boiling.