Chapter 995

That little doctor Zheng... Thinking of Zheng Ren, thinking of his simple and honest face, thinking of the inexplicable trust in his heart when talking to him, Zou Jiahua was a little puzzled.

Never trust anyone, this has always been his code of conduct.

But why do you have a vague sense of trust in Dr. Zheng Renzheng? Zou Jiahua himself couldn't figure it out.

After changing into the hospital gown, Zou Jiahua walked out.

Su Yun is holding a mobile phone in his hand, what is he playing with.

"Do you treat all patients like this?" Zou Jiahua asked half-jokingly.

"No, I take care of you the most." Su Yun lowered his head, his black hair fluttering on his forehead.

"Um?"

"Because, I never accept patients for surgery." Su Yun said lazily.

"..." Zou Jiahua was in a trance.

Feelings, he personally picked him up on stage, is this the greatest care? The biggest thing is to look at each other differently, add blue eyes?

this……

Zou Jiahua sneered, young man, he is really full of vigor.

Capable people, young people, Zou Jiahua has seen countless in this life. But there are not many who have the ability and can still fight.

To be successful, everyone's basic qualities are just one of the key points. As for the others... Zou Jiahua smiled.

Being so arrogant and domineering will always suffer.

Lin Yuansheng followed closely beside Zou Jiahua, carrying a silver-white first-aid kit in his hand. The various emergency medicines and rescue equipment inside are top-notch in the world.

He really didn't understand why Mr. Zou wanted to have an operation in the imperial capital, and why he was in such a hurry.

In his opinion, surgery is not allowed in Xiangjiang. If you have to do it, you have to go to Mayo Clinic.

As for 912, although it is the top tertiary hospital in mainland China, its overall quality is much worse than that of Mayo. It makes no sense to choose to have surgery here.

But Mr. Zou had already made up his mind and made a decision, and Lin Yuansheng didn't have much to say.

He is just a private health doctor. It is enough to do his job well and get a salary that suits his status.

...

All the way in silence, when they came to the interventional operating room, Su Yun stopped the others outside.

Here, no security checks have been done, and the security chief around Zou Jiahua is particularly worried.

But because of the sudden incident, he always wanted to have an examination, but he was always turned away.

Zou Jiahua didn't care too much, who would ambush him now? In terms of life and death, the head drop technique or Gu poison that disappeared like a maggot attached to the bone is the real thing that kills.

But it is obviously unrealistic for no one to follow up. In the end, Lin Yuansheng, as the health doctor and personal doctor of the Zou family, followed him in with a first aid kit.

Entering the operating room, Zou Jiahua asked with a smile, "Dr. Zheng really treats all patients equally?"

Faint, there is sarcasm, but not very sensitive people can't feel it.

"Boss's patients are all about the same." Su Yun didn't care too much. After changing his clothes, he took Zou Jiahua into the operating room.

When Lin Yuansheng came to the operating room, he first looked at the operating room and the people in the operating room.

People, not many. Two nurses, two doctors, and the foreigner who was said to be a German professor were chatting with Zheng Ren.

The machine is not the latest, but it can be used to make do with it. Lin Yuansheng is neither arrogant nor disdainful. He just gives an objective evaluation of the 912 interventional operating room.

It is not a professional heart intervention machine, but an operating room for ordinary blood vessel and internal organ intervention, which seems a bit unprofessional.

But Lin Yuansheng was not picky, but the machine was slightly different, which was not a problem at all for the Nobel Prize candidates.

If you criticize this point, you will look too unprofessional.

He put the first aid kit in his hand in the most convenient position, so that if something goes wrong, he can rush to it immediately.

Seeing Zou Jiahua come in, Zheng Ren stopped talking.

According to Su Yun's instructions, Zou Jiahua lay down on the operating bed.

Bed, cold and hard. Zou Jiahua's heart suddenly panicked.

He had been trying to stay calm all this time, but at this moment, he finally panicked.

You don't need a mask, you can block other people's desires, including your own children's, on your mind, and face life and death.

Zou Jiahua's heartbeat accelerated suddenly.

Where is Dr. Cheng?

Zou Jiahua thought in a panic, isn't it necessary to appease the patient before the operation? Besides, he is not an ordinary patient, why doesn't he come to comfort himself?

Even if it's not to appease, it's good to say a few words.

But……

Only a petite figure was busy, and the sound of water came from another room not far away.

Hurrah, it seems that the person is still humming.

"Boss, are you playing music today?"

"A few minutes of work, no need." Zheng Ren's thick voice echoed in Zou Jiahua's ears like a bass.

right in front of me.

Zou Jiahua looked at the shadowless lamp that was not turned on, and with a thought, he turned his head sideways hard, and saw Zheng Ren was looking at his own film in front of the film reader.

"Patient, don't move!" An elegant and calm voice said, but still charming.

"It will be fine soon, don't be nervous." Xie Yi said while busy.

"What's your surname?" Zou Jiahua tried to calm down his anxiety by chatting.

"Relax, or just take a nap." Xie Yi said with a smile.

sleep……

As soon as these two words were uttered, Zou Jiahua felt as if his heartbeat had stopped.

"It's okay. Patients who are undergoing surgery for the first time are very nervous." Xie Yi said: "It won't hurt, and there is no special feeling. You just need to relax. The more nervous you are, the more likely something will go wrong."

"Oh." Zou Jiahua reluctantly responded.

Zou Jiahua is basically immune to this level of comfort.

In business negotiations, various tricks emerge one after another. When it comes to psychological hints and micro-expression research, Zou Jiahua is a master.

"Yi Ren, the Kung Pao Chicken you ordered just now tastes good, which store is it?" Su Yun finished brushing his hands and went in to disinfect them.

The cold iodophor gauze fell on Zou Jiahua's neck, making him tremble.

This cold feeling was like the edge of a knife, Zou Jiahua even suspected that he was dead for a moment.

And from Su Yun's words, Zou Jiahua had an absurd illusion that he seemed to be less important than a Kung Pao Chicken from a roadside shop.

"It's delicious." Xie Yi was very happy. "I don't have time today. When we have time, let's go eat together. I went there once with Sister Yue. The store is not big and looks a bit dirty, but the taste is really great. .”

Is this the world? Zou Jiahua was in a trance, like dreaming.

Some live, some die, some laugh, some cry.

All kinds of things in the world of mortals, like a revolving lantern, appeared in Zou Jiahua's mind, and many pictures in his life were so vivid.