Xie Yiren smiled brightly and said: "No way, this car drove here early in the morning and has only been driven for one day. Today, my dad's secretary went to pick up an xc60, and I can't get used to driving one77."
"What?" Zheng Ren was confused.
"Oh, Aston Martin One77. There are only 77 units sold worldwide, so it's called One77." Xie started the vehicle, and the roar of the motor was a little gentle.
"Oh." Zheng Ren said expressionlessly. He didn't understand a word of what Xie Yiren was saying.
Global sales are limited, which sounds very high-end. Zheng Ren had no idea how much it would cost. This car doesn't look as practical as a Volvo, and it can't seat four people.
Acceleration from 100 kilometers to 100 kilometers? horsepower? Just kidding, can the Imperial Capital run? No matter how much money it costs, Zheng Ren doesn't care too much. After all, it can't compare to the recent distress of having to pay homage to the directors. Zheng Ren seems to be worried.
"What are you thinking about?" Xie Yiren could feel Zheng Ren's distress and looked sideways at him and asked.
Zheng Ren told Xie Yiren all his troubles. He was most relaxed when talking to Xiao Yiren.
"Do you want to grow up?" After hearing this, Xie Yiren just smiled and said: "How far do you have to go from a boy to a man? This is one of the steps, come on."
"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded seriously.
He shouldn't be so afraid of difficulties, Zheng Ren mentally encouraged himself. After all, I am considered a candidate for the Nobel Prize, so the directors should be the ones who are under pressure.
But Zheng Ren still doesn't understand how to maintain a good relationship.
Xie Yiren didn't take Zheng Ren to eat all kinds of weird delicacies, but took Zheng Ren to have porridge, and then went all the way to the 912 Hospital.
When Professor Rudolf Wagner saw Zheng Ren finally appearing in the hospital, he was so excited that he danced and introduced the post-operative patients of tip surgery to Zheng Ren.
He had performed second-stage surgery on several post-operative patients this morning, but not all.
Three patients felt that their symptoms were relieved after the tip surgery, so they refused to undergo the second-stage surgery and went home.
The remaining professors performed 6 surgeries, and there were 3 patients. The professor assessed that the second-stage surgery was more difficult, so he left it directly to Zheng Ren.
I looked around at the patients and found that they were all stable. The patients after the second-stage surgery are expected to be discharged from the hospital and go home tomorrow.
The professor's surgical skills were still pretty good, Zheng Ren thought, but he just didn't know what he would be able to do if he underwent tip surgery after his skills improved significantly again.
"Boss Zheng, why are you here?" After Zheng Ren finished checking the room, Dr. Shen just walked out of the duty room, bleary-eyed.
Dr. Shen is also back and goes to work and outpatient clinics early in the morning.
There was still fatigue on his face, and he looked as exhausted as Zheng Ren. As for Su Yun, he fulfilled his promise perfectly and slept under a quilt for three days and three nights.
"Let's take a look." Zheng Ren smiled.
Dr. Shen looked at Zheng Ren. Su Yun did not follow him. He seemed to relax a little and said with a smile: "Director Kong specially asked me to go out to the outpatient clinic to collect patients when I come back."
"How many have been collected?"
"Six. The patients will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow after surgery. They will move in. I have left my phone number. Boss Zheng, you don't have to worry about these things. I will report to you then." Dr. Shen said.
"By the way, do you have anything going on this afternoon?" Zheng Ren asked.
Dr. Shen immediately replied: "I'm fine. It doesn't mean much if we can't get out of the outpatient clinic. We have few beds. The number of patients we can admit in the outpatient clinic in one morning is enough for a week."
Seeing that Dr. Shen's attitude was obviously unintentional, Zheng Ren sighed inwardly and said, "If nothing happens, take me to other related departments."
"What are you..." Dr. Shen was just confused for a moment, and then he understood that Zheng Ren wanted to visit the dock to let the directors of each department get familiar with him, so that he could start work.
"Which department do you want to go to first?" Dr. Shen immediately changed his question and asked.
"Relevant departments, Department of Gastroenterology... We won't decide whether to go to general surgery." Zheng Ren had already thought about it and said directly.
"Okay." Dr. Shen responded crisply, "I'll ask if Director Luo from the Department of Gastroenterology is here."
Zheng Ren smiled and nodded.
This time Dr. Shen called and Xie Yiren said: "Then I'm going to the operating room. I'll put it in your cabinet for you. You can see what's missing when you have time."
With that said, Xie Yiren took out the key from his bag and handed it to Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren nodded and watched Xie Yiren leave.
It's such a good day to go home.
"Boss Zheng, Director Luo is in the ward, can we go there right away?" Dr. Shen asked.
"Okay. Rich son!" Zheng Ren called out.
"Gah, boss?" Professor Rudolf Wagner poked his head out of the office. He had just checked the ward, and the professor then went to sort out the information.
"I'll go out for a while while you take care of the house." Zheng Ren said.
The professor was stunned, his eyes a little complicated.
Zheng Ren was a little puzzled when he saw the professor's reluctant expression, but then he realized what this guy was thinking.
"I go to other wards to try to increase the number of patients and the volume of surgeries, instead of traveling far away." Zheng Ren explained.
"Huh..." Professor Rudolf Wagner took a deep breath, patted his heart, and said, "Boss, I was thinking that you were leaving again. Good luck will not always be by your side..."
Zheng Ren missed Su Yun so much and didn't know if Su Yun took seriously what he said about tearing the professor's mouth apart when the plane landed at the Chengdu International Airport.
"I'll leave first, see you later." Zheng Ren waved his hand and said. Comfort yourself mentally, these are all cultural differences, cultural differences, don't be angry.
I am a man with lucky +12 protection, but rich people don't understand.
"Boss Zheng, Director Luo's name is Luo Zhongwen. He is fifty-two years old, a doctoral supervisor, and has a very high level." Dr. Shen introduced Director Luo to Zheng Ren as he walked away.
He is not a member of the gastroenterology department, and he only knows a little bit about Director Luo's specific situation. He cannot understand the more specific situation.
In fact, Zheng Ren also knew that it would be better to wait for Director Kong to come back and let Director Kong take him to visit the directors. With Director Kong's face, the directors will not embarrass themselves in person.
But we still don’t know when the earthquake relief work will end, and Director Kong’s return is far away, so we can’t just hang around like this.
Zheng Ren did not forget about the prosthetic limb.
This is a long-term job, not just a week.
It was indeed a bit abrupt... Zheng Ren thought about it and sighed slightly.
What did you say? Do you want to tell Director Luo that you are a Nobel Prize candidate? This is not to pay homage to the dock, this is to ruin the place.
Zheng Ren was thinking about it, he probably went there today, just to go through the motions and get acquainted.
Well, if you set your goals lower, it won’t be so difficult.