Zheng Ren was busy in the provincial hospital, and another 12 hours passed.
When the silence ended, he lowered his head and raised it again.
"Next one." Zheng Ren took a long breath and said.
"Dr. Zheng, we just received the order from the previous commander. The follow-up medical team has arrived. You have to go back." Director Chen said.
Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment. Are you going back? So suddenly
Although he heard Su Yun talk about the approaching troops, he was still a little stunned once he received the order.
"The flight is at 6pm." Director Chen looked at the timetable and saw that the 912 doctor was on the flight back to the Imperial Capital at 6pm.
He saw the look of regret on Zheng Ren's young face, walked over, patted Zheng Ren on the shoulder, and said, "Thank you and your help, it's time to go back and take a rest."
This is an order and cannot be refused.
Zheng Ren thought for a while and nodded.
Seven days have passed, and the golden 72 hours have long become history. The injured who were rescued have been treated. Although the remaining surgeries are still very heavy, with the help of the follow-up medical team, there should be no major problems in Chengdu.
Suddenly hearing the news, Zheng Ren felt disappointed.
The strong breath in my heart dissipated, and fatigue was like a tide that was about to submerge my whole body.
"Boss, they're here." Seeing that Zheng Ren didn't speak, Su Yun pointed to the person in the corridor who had just changed clothes and said.
Zheng Ren nodded and remained speechless.
"Dr. Zheng, go and take a photo." Director Chen said.
This is a time-honored rule. Take photos and commemorate them. When you see the photos a few years later, it can dilute the traces of time and make the memory of this moment clear.
"Boss, do you want me to put some makeup on you? Your face is bruised and purple, but it doesn't look good." Su Yun rarely relaxed and asked jokingly.
"Yiren, come here." Zheng Ren waved to Xie Yiren who was busy in the operating room.
"Ah? What's wrong?" Xie Yiren was about to prepare the next surgical instrument when he saw Zheng Ren waving to him and walked out in confusion.
"The subsequent medical team is here, we are going home." Zheng Ren said.
Xie Yi was stunned for a moment, he had only been here for less than a day.
Damn it, it’s all this bastard Zheng Ren!
Xiao Yiren immediately recalled that when she was in the supermarket, this guy turned off his phone and refused to reply to her messages.
However, she was not persistent or willful, she just nodded, her ponytail raised slightly.
"Yiren, how are you going back?" Su Yun asked.
"Put the car here. I'll tell my dad and find someone to drive it back." Xie Yiren leaned closer to Zheng Ren and said, "I want to fly back with you."
She was very cautious, as if she was afraid that Zheng Ren would leave without saying goodbye again.
"When I go back, I want to get a massage first, and then sleep well for three days and three nights under the quilt. I'm exhausted!" Su Yun muttered.
Passing by the new doctors, their eyes met, full of determination and belief.
No words were spoken, just eye contact was enough.
Arriving at the locker room, Zheng Ren sat quietly in a corner, silently dazed.
It’s been a long time since I’ve enjoyed a daze time. I’ve been running around hard since I entered Sichuan, trying to save every minute and every second.
Suddenly I feel free, and this feeling is really weird.
"Boss, have a cigarette." Su Yun conjured up a box of cigarettes like magic and threw one to Zheng Ren.
"Where did it come from?" Zheng Ren was surprised.
"Is it difficult to ask anyone for a pack of cigarettes?" Su Yun looked down upon Zheng Ren's question. The surgery was good, why did he have to think about these things
Zheng Ren smiled, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and held it in his mouth.
A disposable lighter in Su Yun's hand took on the posture of a zippo, rolling and jumping between his fingers, as if it were an elf.
Zheng Ren didn't smoke much, and he never studied these dazzling things. In his opinion, smoking is smoking, just smoke seriously. Eating is also eating, just eat seriously. Whether it tastes good or not is another concept.
Opening the window, warm and humid air came in. He approached the window and took a puff of cigarette.
"Take a shower, change clothes, it's time to go home." Su Yun's voice was a little ethereal, as if he was lost in memories.
"When we go back, there are still a lot of things to do." Zheng Ren thought about it and asked, "When the time comes to vomit after the tip surgery, don't complain."
"It's okay. There is a rich man here. It has nothing to do with me. I only need to be responsible for data processing, as well as collecting and organizing information. For me, these things are enough." Su Yun didn't care and raised his hands to move. Click your little finger.
"I think the place is a bit small and the ward is not big enough." Zheng Ren felt a little regretful.
Now that the level of intervention is close to the peak level, Zheng Ren feels that the speed at which he performs tip surgery is absolutely unparalleled.
Facing a huge patient population in the imperial capital, the only problem that restricts the volume of surgeries is insufficient wards.
Moreover, there is still a second phase of tips surgery, which is a headache.
"Boss, do you know that Xiehe didn't intervene in the ward at all?" Su Yun said leisurely.
"Uh... I don't know." How did Zheng Ren know these gossips? He shook his head.
"The old director of Union Medical College back then was an academician of the two academies, and he had the highest status in the world. As you know, Union Medical College is an extremely small place. He wanted to be given a small ward in the hospital, but the old man refused." Su Yundao.
"Why?" Zheng Ren was puzzled.
Giving it to the ward, or in Union Hospital, is a great thing. Will anyone say no
"I don't know either, I just know this. Director Pan of Union Medical College now has no ward, so he can only go from department to department and perform surgeries in other wards." Su Yun said.
Um? This is an idea.
"And if you want to increase the number of surgeries, I think it's one thing to only do it in this hospital. The more important thing is to do the flying knife." Su Yun is very active in making suggestions. It seems that this matter has passed through his mind recently. several times.
"I've thought about this." Zheng Ren nodded.
But to run the flying knife, you need to take advantage of the weekend. I don’t know if going out is considered off duty...
"For the rest, my mind has been confused recently and I haven't thought of much. Just take one step and look at it." Su Yundao
Yes, we can only take one step at a time.
As long as the craftsmanship is there, there is nothing to worry about.
As for the time, Zheng Ren was unsure and had to wait until Dr. Mehar came to discuss it. By then, precise information will be available.
After finishing his cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt into the toilet and flushed it away. Zheng Ren started taking a shower.
Just take a quick shower and be quick and clean, but it will definitely not wash away the fatigue and dust all over your body.
Going back does not mean that it will be much easier for Zheng Ren. It is a new journey.