Chapter 1315 Picking Quarrels and Provoking Trouble

Eating and drinking are interesting things for Su Yun. But for Zheng Ren, it was boring.

Zheng Ren was absent-minded, if it wasn't for Mr. Lin, he would have run away.

Zhou Chunyong admires Zheng Ren very much. This time it is not only technical, but also the level of the platform is indeed high.

Zhou Chunyong was very emotional when he heard Su Yun say that Boss Zheng spent three days and three nights wearing lead clothes in Rongcheng, and then went to the provincial hospital for four days.

[They said to write a love song quickly, and both the refined and the popular...]

Zheng Ren's cell phone rang, and it was rare that Ye Qingqiu called again.

Didn't you just call it yesterday? Zheng Ren quickly picked up the phone.

"Boss Zheng, are you making a fool again?" Ye Qingqiu's voice was a little strange.

"Ah?" Zheng Ren was stunned.

What shit did you do yourself? What have you done yourself? One day of surgery, nothing else.

"The higher-level department's call went directly to Dean Yan's house." Ye Qingqiu's voice became more and more strange.

"..." Zheng Ren was speechless. On the phone, Ye Qingqiu didn't speak anymore, and he was selling off.

After a few seconds of silence, Zheng Ren raised his hand to surrender, sighed, and asked, "Director Ye, what's the matter?"

"For the call from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the nine embassies blew up all the calls in the ministry." Ye Qingqiu laughed and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Zheng Ren turned his head and realized what the problem was.

He glanced at Su Yun, who was talking and laughing and drinking wine, he didn't notice Zheng Ren answering the phone at all.

"Director Ye, wait a moment, I'll ask about the situation." Zheng Ren said, "I'll get back to you in 3 minutes."

"No need." Ye Qingqiu said with a smile: "Just kidding. The relevant departments will find out the reason in minutes. The call is to have fun with President Yan."

"..." Zheng Ren continued to be speechless.

"There are too many things on your side, and the hospital doesn't understand the situation, so it's hard to explain. Pay attention next time!"

"Yes." Zheng Ren replied solemnly.

"In order to let the experts go together, a flight was temporarily added. Because of your trouble, many comrades are still working overtime." Director Ye said: "I will inform you that they should buy tickets as soon as possible. If you can't buy it, you can charter a plane by yourself."

Zheng Ren had a black line on his face, and he had a woolly relationship with him. But still had to thank him again and again, and then hung up the phone.

"Su Yun, why did you go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?" Zheng Ren returned to his seat and asked.

"Oh? It's really been a toss." Su Yun held the glass and was about to drink. Hearing what Zheng Ren said, he put down the glass with a smile, "Boss, it's a good thing."

"Don't talk nonsense." Zheng Ren reprimanded.

Speaking of which, talking to Ye Qingqiu was really stressful.

"Bring a group of foreign professors to fly knives, who has this kind of treatment." Su Yun said with a laugh.

Zhou Chunyong listened to the two of them, guessed a little reason and quickly asked what was going on.

After clarifying the matter in a few simple words, Zhou Chunyong quickly picked up the phone and asked, "Is it tomorrow's flight?"

"Director Zhou, don't bother." Zheng Ren said.

"That won't work." Zhou Chunyong said: "I have no experience today, so I can't be too greedy next time. It is quite difficult to accept 20 patients and have to rush for one day for surgery. Next time, I will accept 10. Boss Zheng, please do more. Work hard."

"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded, "one more time, your side is almost the same."

"Don't tell me, my level is too low, you have to come a few times." Zhou Chunyong looked at Zheng Ren, and he didn't know what to say next.

If it was someone else, he would definitely joke that he would give it at the price of the flying knife.

But Boss Zheng himself did not go out and sent his assistants to give lectures, and Youzai Youzai charged an additional $300,000 in study fees.

Do people care about that bit of flying knife money?

"You are too polite." Zheng Ren smiled.

Zhou Chunyong found someone to inform domestic and foreign experts and directors to buy air tickets on their own, and began to fuss.

After all, Mr. Lin was very old, and he felt tired after sitting for a while. He asked Zheng Ren to go to his place when he had time, so he left first.

This time, Zheng Rensong was much faster. With Mr. Lin away, everything was easy to say.

Knowing his temper, Zhou Chunyong didn't talk to him much, just exchanged drinks with Su Yun.

This person is still very happy, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

While drinking, Zhou Chunyong's cell phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Where are the security guards? They all eat shit!"

"I'll go back right away, be careful, don't get hurt."

Zhou Chunyong said a few words, suddenly stood up, and said, "Boss Zheng, something happened to Corey, I'll go back first, you can take it easy."

Zheng Ren's heart skipped a beat.

It must be a big deal to be able to call back a life-threatening call to the chief director at the wine table.

Immediately in his mind, he began to recall the patients undergoing surgery today.

In the systematic review, 18 patients had 100% surgical completion, 1 patient was 99%, and 1 patient was 98%. There should be no problem.

Could it be that something happened to Zhou Chunyong's surgery a few days ago?

"Director Zhou, what patient?"

"I don't know, it was said that dozens of people were besieging the ward." Zhou Chunyong's face was stern, he grabbed his coat, shook his hands, and put it on his body, "Do you really think I'm old?!"

"Let's go, let's go back and have a look." Zheng Ren was still a little uneasy.

After all, I have done 20 patients in one breath today, and I have no problem with my own surgery, and I can't guarantee that the nursing force of Zhou Chunyong's nurses can keep up.

Don't talk about eating at this time, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you will have to worry for a long time when you get home.

Zheng Ren said he wanted to follow, but Zhou Chunyong did not refuse. Several people went downstairs all the way. A little doctor did not drink and acted as a driver.

Zhou Chunyong was full of suffocation, and he lost his mind to study technology, but he still had some of the style of the past.

Along the way, Zhou Chunyong kept calling.

His expression became more and more weird, but he kept asking the doctor and nurse on duty to protect himself, and leaving the rest to the security.

"Director Zhou, what's the matter?" Zheng Ren asked after listening to a few words, with some speculation in his heart.

"It's not a medical accident, it's a search for revenge between patients." Zhou Chunyong said: "The patient was liver cancer, and I performed the operation the day before yesterday. My son didn't see anything, and his nephew was watching."

"Huh?" Zheng Ren and Su Yun hummed at the same time.

This is not common. The son didn't care, but the nephew came to the hospital to accompany him.

"It's a nephew, but it doesn't look very similar." Zhou Chunyong said: "I also made a special observation. The patient is 71 this year, and his nephew is 22 or 3 years old. He doesn't look like a troublemaker."

The more Zhou Chunyong was mentioned, the more vague he became.

However, the hotel is not far from the imperial capital, and it took a few phone calls and a car to arrive.

As soon as the car door was opened, Zhou Chunyong was not polite and strode in.

When they came to the door of Intervention No. 1, dozens of people were making a mess.