Chapter 1090 Boss Zheng Is Very Busy

Soon, the directors of all relevant departments in the hospital rushed over.

There were a little more people, a dozen or so standing in the operating room, whispering in a low voice, Zheng Ren also felt a little noisy.

He was very impatient, especially the blood in his heart could not be erased.

"Boss, go have a cigarette, we don't have anything to do with this." Su Yun whispered. He saw that many directors and agency personnel were standing, and the boss sat there with closed eyes and rested, feeling very inappropriate. In order to make Zheng Ren less hateful, he wanted to pull him out.

Zheng Ren nodded, opened his eyes, and walked out with Su Yun.

Director Xu of the Department of Anesthesiology has already taken over the anesthesia, and Lao He has calmed down. His attention was always on Zheng Ren, and when he saw him leave, he immediately explained to his deputy - if the director asked, he would say that he was going to the toilet, and he would also leave with him.

"Boss Zheng, are you tired?" Lao Hezui asked from behind.

"fine."

Lao He, who has always been long-winded, didn't say much, and today's matter makes people speechless. Everyone's heart felt like a big stone was pressed down, heavy, and it was particularly difficult to even breathe.

When he came to the duty room, Lao He took out a cigarette, flicked his wrist, and a cigarette stuck his head out of the cigarette case, very skilled.

Zheng Ren picked up the cigarette, his hands trembling slightly.

In the previous operation, his hands were as steady as a rock, like someone else.

When Lao He saw it, he felt uncomfortable. He took out the lighter, lit a cigarette for Zheng Ren, gave Su Yun another one, and opened the window.

"Boss Zheng, when did you come back?" Lao He asked.

"Just got off the plane." Zheng Ren said.

"I'm going to participate in the commendation conference." Lao He grinned, wanting to show a smile, but it was a bit uglier than crying.

"Yeah." Zheng Ren was very dull, especially dull, his hand holding the cigarette trembled unevenly.

The surgeon's hand pressed firmly. Just now, Lao He saw with his own eyes that Boss Zheng double-exercises his hands, and his skills are amazing. When I got off the stage, my hands were shaking like this.

"Lao He, what's going on?" Su Yun asked directly.

"Oh, don't mention it." Lao He sighed, "I have seen a lot less surgery outside the urology these days. It just happened that Mr. Yu came to the hospital to perform a kidney cancer case in the morning, so I went to ask. Mr. Yu said, During the recent period, the patient's family members are still the same as before, either going to the ward director's office or the outpatient clinic."

"..." Zheng Ren and Su Yun were silent, they could already imagine the scene at that time.

"When I met, I didn't speak, just knelt on the ground and cried."

"Howling? I've seen a lot." Su Yun sneered.

"No, it's the kind of grief-stricken. President Yu... Alas, this is really helpless." Lao He said, looking out the window.

It was in the afternoon, and there were a few clouds in the blue sky, floating like cotton candy, making the sky extraordinarily beautiful.

The hearts of the few people who spoke were full of dark clouds, thunder and lightning from time to time, and violent storms.

The matter is actually very simple, Lao He doesn't know much, he just listened to Mr. Yu's words.

"Boss Zheng, can people live?" Lao He finally asked nervously.

Zheng Ren thought for a while and said solemnly: "If there is no serious intracranial hemorrhage, the ICU side should be adjusted properly, it should not be a problem."

With this conclusion, both Lao He and Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's the matter!" Su Yun was out of anger, "In Rochester, Wu Hui didn't have a single appendicitis, and he didn't cry. Director Miao said before the operation that the possibility of success is very small, but Lay it out."

"Wu Hui? What's the matter?" Lao He was very gossipy. As soon as he heard that he was a celebrity, he immediately changed the subject.

Regarding the matter of Director Miao, Zheng Ren and Su Yun are still not reconciled if they don't understand it. But once it was really said, the three of them didn't want to mention it.

In this tangled state of mind, talking about other gossip can still make the atmosphere as relaxed as possible.

Su Yun told Lao He about what happened when Wu Hui saw a doctor in Rochester. Lao He was also quite emotional, what washing the bowels sounds like nonsense. They are all old Chinese medicine practitioners, and they are not complicated diseases. After listening to a few key words, you can probably guess the truth of the matter.

"The technical level of the US emperor is also average." Lao He sighed.

"It's a community hospital. In fact, Mayo's technical level is very high." Zheng Ren told the truth.

"There are still few good doctors. By the way, Boss Zheng, I heard that you were hired as a visiting professor at Mayo?" Lao He asked.

If it weren't for Director Miao's matter, He Zao would have gonessip about this matter.

"Yeah, right?" Zheng Ren began to be a little vague, then looked at Su Yun and asked.

"Yes, I finished contacting. When we were in Heidelberg, Dr. Smith confirmed this matter and sent a letter to the hospital. Didn't I tell you?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

"I forgot, there was jet lag in those days, and there were a lot of surgeries. No one remembers this." Zheng Ren said indifferently.

After a few words of gossip, Zheng Ren felt much better.

Lao He was stunned.

Mayo's visiting professor, has become a trivial matter with Boss Zheng? This pretense is too much.

"Aside from surgery, I really doubt you'll starve to death on the streets if you go to Rochester by yourself."

"Always scolding people proves that you are mentally unhealthy." Zheng Ren took a cigarette and said lightly: "On the Internet, you are a troll. In fact, this is the same as the American hippie culture. Authoritative mental activity.

Deconstructing everything, breaking all normal moral standards. At the same time, under the background of alienating people, one after another unemployed or low-level young people inclined their anger and rebellion against the society to the Internet out of a sense of powerlessness about their own destiny. "

Zheng Ren was very depressed, and his mind was full of blood red. The heart is not smooth, the thoughts are not well understood, and it is quite sharp to fight people.

Lao He hurriedly stopped the bickering between the two, tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and said, "Two, two, wait."

"What's the matter?" Zheng Ren and Su Yun asked in unison.

"..." Lao He was fine, he just didn't want to hear their bickering. What hippies, what cultural differences, what small individuals struggle, work hard, and struggle in the ocean of society but go with the flow, express their dissatisfaction through the Internet, etc., to Lao He, it sounds like nonsense.

An honest person like Boss Zheng would also say this.

"Have a meal together in the evening?" The old congratulations were poor, so he had to find a noir.

"It's an appointment." Su Yun said, "I just picked up the plane, and there is an acquaintance in Director Kong's side who has a dinner party. Zhou Chunyong, the daring of the imperial capital, also said that he will have dinner in the near future. Let me tell you, come first, then come, you want to invite us to dinner, a week later talk later."

Lao He spreads his hands, and Boss Zheng is very busy.