The Surgeon’s Studio

Chapter 586: 579 Midnight call

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When Zheng Ren went upstairs, Xie Yiren had already closed the bedroom door and told him to sleep in another room, and then there was no sound again.

Wash and lie down, Zheng Ren lies on the bed.

Although there is a little regret in my heart, but more of it is joy.

Thinking about tonight's scenes, Zheng Ren's eyes gradually closed and he quickly fell asleep.

Dean Qi of the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University walks for an hour every day after dinner, goes home and writes calligraphy, then watches TV and goes to bed early.

People in their fifties should take care of their bodies. When you reach a certain age, living a long life is the last word, and money and other things are not so important.

It's the same today. Dean Qi went to bed at around nine o'clock.

At eleven fifteen, the cell phone rang.

So jarring in a quiet room!

In order to avoid being disturbed, he only set up a few calls that could be made at night. Dean Qi sat up suddenly. His first thought was that there was a major social mass casualty incident!

It feels like I am back to the time when I was still working in the clinic twenty or thirty years ago. Dopamine and adrenaline are secreted in large amounts in my body, and my whole body wakes up instantly.

Picking up the phone, Dean Qi's lover said something dissatisfied, turned around and fell asleep again.

He glanced at his phone and found that it was a classmate working in the United States whom he only contacted once or twice a year.

Weird, why is he calling? Are you going back to China soon

Due to the time difference, most of the contacts between this group of students were through messages on chat software. After all, I'm older, and I still understand the principle of not doing to others what you don't want others to do to you.

If you call yourself at this time, there must be something big going on.

But after all, it was an overseas call from the United States. Dean Qi felt that nothing would happen, so he picked up the phone and tiptoed out of the bedroom.

When you relax, your dopamine and adrenaline levels decrease, and your muscles throughout your body feel a little uncomfortable.

"Old Wu, what's the matter?" Dean Qi's tone was a little impatient. He always wanted to express his unhappiness.

"Lao Qi, have you read the latest issue of the new england journal medicine?" The other person seemed not to hear the displeasure in Dean Qi's tone and said excitedly.

"There is no first-hand information available in China."

"It's on the website!" the other side said: "There is a latest paper on tip surgery. The first author is Chinese, and the second author is Professor Rudolf Wagner from Heidelberg University."

"Oh, although the New England Journal Medicine is very strict, publishing one or two papers is nothing. Last year our hospital published two papers... "

"No, no, Lao Qi, you misunderstood what I meant." Lao Wu said quickly: "You are not engaged in intervention, and you do not know the value and significance of this paper.

According to the paper, using liver MRI diffusion localization can make puncture easier. Lao Qi, you know, this is subversive! "

Dean Qi was silent and narrowed his eyes.

He was guessing what his classmate meant by calling him.

"I just asked the people at the Heidelberg University Medical Center. It is said that Professor Rudolf Wagner has arrived in China a long time ago. I asked someone to inquire again. Professor Rudolf's assistant also went there later. The coordinates are at your place!"

"Huh?" Dean Qi frowned, "Am I here?"

"It's Dibei Province. I'm not sure about the details. But the only doctors from Dibei Province who can publish articles in the New England Journal Medicine are probably the doctors from your hospital." Old Wu said: "I owe you a favor, so hurry up. Time to ask, is this true or false? When I looked at the paper, I felt so unbelievable."

"..." Dean Qi was reflecting on his control over the hospital. How could you not know about such a big thing

"Lao Qi, let me tell you, if it weren't for Professor Rudolf, I would definitely think it was academic fraud. But the famous Professor Rudolf is only the second author. I really don't understand. You should seize the time to implement it. I'm waiting for news from you."

Dean Qi was also very curious and hung up the phone after agreeing.

He frowned and pondered, who in the interventional department and the group of people under his command could cause such a big thing.

No, even if the German professor comes to China and has a personal relationship, it is reasonable for him not to know. However, if you apply for scientific research, the hospital will allocate funds. Moreover, he is also one of the judges for provincial scientific research funds and will not go around him.

There's something weird about this.

Dean Qi picked up the phone and just dialed the number of Director Intervention Co., Ltd. when an idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

Then he hung up Director Jin's phone call and found another number to call.

"Director Lin, a few days ago you told me that there was... a young doctor somewhere who was very skilled and helped us solve a medical hazard?" Dean Qi asked.

Director Lin on the other side was obviously a little tired and was still half asleep and half awake. He didn't recover for a while and was stunned for a moment.

"Director Lin, let me ask you a question!" Dean Qi's voice was a bit colder, and the dark meaning turned into invisible electromagnetic energy and was transmitted to Director Lin's ears, which instantly condensed into ice, making Director Lin wake up.

"Dean!" Director Lin shuddered, jumped up, and walked to the living room regardless of his lover's eyes. "This is Dr. Zheng Ren, the chief resident of the emergency ward of Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital."

"Intervention?"

"yes!"

"Did the surgery go particularly well?" Dean Qi suddenly felt that he was so bored. A young doctor from Haicheng couldn't possibly be so-called subversive...

Just as he was thinking about it, Director Lin's voice came from the phone.

"Tip's surgery is very good. It was the boss of the interventional department who invited him to come to our hospital to teach." Director Lin said.

Dean Qi was stunned.

Is it true? teaching? Gao Shaojie? What is this guy doing? A doctor from Columbia University leads a team at the hospital affiliated to a provincial medical university, and he still needs to be taught

Countless questions poured into Dean Qi's mind, but he sorted them out instantly and asked: "The level is really high?"

"Yes, that's why I suggested keeping him in our hospital." Director Lin smiled bitterly.

"Have you discussed this matter with Dr. Zheng?" Dean Qi asked: "If not, hurry up and talk about it. I have approved the house matter."

An intuition told Dean Qi that the person Lao Wu was talking about should be the person Director Lin told him.

In this case, what can I do if I am given a house

This year's funding... is a bit tight, but not bad. Besides, it takes a long time to go through the formalities, which is enough time to verify the authenticity of the matter. If it's fake, just kick it away.

If it's true, hey.

"Dean Qi..." Director Lin's voice was hoarse.

"Um?"

"I already said that."

"When will people come?"

"Mr. Zheng didn't agree to come. When I went there, the director of the interventional department of the Imperial Capital 912 Hospital also went and poached him to Imperial City."

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