Chapter 2239 the Distress of Happiness

Domingo Paul spoke to Boss Zheng in Portuguese.

Except for Su Yun who could understand a little, no one else knew what he and Boss Zheng said.

Yunze has nothing to doubt this time.

From the moment Dr. Domingo Paul broke in, Yunze felt that he had time-traveled. After flying for so long, his legs were swollen, and finally he saw this top doctor in the world who he had worked so hard to hire again in the imperial capital.

Is everything you do useless? Not only useless, but caused more damage?

Thinking of the cause and effect here, Yun Ze was a little at a loss.

He couldn’t understand what Dr. Domingo Paulo was saying to Boss Zheng. But it seems that an excited blood pressure is much higher than his height, and the blood is about to come out from the top of his head. The other one looked indifferent and spoke simply.

It's like... a conversation between the student and the teacher. In this conversation, the younger Boss Zheng played the role of a teacher.

Yunze stared blankly, Song Ying looked at the audience calmly, very satisfied with Yunze's performance. You should be surprised. If you don't know it, you will be at a loss.

Boss Zheng is indeed powerful. This incident once again refreshed Song Ying's perception of Boss Zheng.

After chatting for nearly half an hour, Song Ying noticed that when Xie Yiren sitting next to Boss Zheng put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue, Boss Zheng wanted to end the conversation.

Although Dr. Domingo Paul was very unhappy, Boss Zheng had a tough attitude, greeted him and left directly.

Song Ying sent everyone in the medical team away, keeping an eye on Dr. Domingo Paulo. The internationally renowned expert that Yunze had worked so hard to recruit stood in a daze in the night of the imperial capital, as if he was dumbfounded.

"Xiao Song, I was wrong this time." Yunze stood beside Song Ying, looking at Domingo Paul, and said helplessly.

Dr. Domingo Paulo was as arrogant as he was in Brazil. Only Yunze knew how much he had paid for asking him to undergo surgery.

But now in the night of the imperial capital, Dr. Domingo Paul is like an old homeless man, muttering something in his mouth.

Let alone arrogance, as he just stood there, Yunze was afraid that some kind-hearted person would give him a few dollars or a hamburger later.

"Director Yun, look at what you said." Song Ying smiled, "It's all for the good of the old man. After a while, the old man will come back, as long as there is nothing to do."

Yunze was embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Linge was distressed, Boss Zheng went back, but he couldn't leave at all.

I used to think that the Science and Education Department was simpler, more relaxed, and purer than the Medical Affairs Department. But when I sat in this position, I found that things were not as I imagined.

If you are like Director Mao, you will learn to be a doctor one by one, and you will get it easily. It's really hard to do something.

Boss Zheng is so capable of tossing around, he "picked up" a patient with advanced dilated cardiomyopathy from outside, and directly performed a world's first surgery, and... what a fucking live broadcast surgery.

Although he has long been accustomed to Boss Zheng's way of doing things, Ringer is still very confused.

Dare to use immature surgical methods for live broadcast, is Boss Zheng out of his mind?

Of course not, if the brain gets flooded, it can only be my own brain flooded.

Faced with letters from major medical institutions around the world, Ringer was in pain and joy.

Logically speaking, according to the agreement with Boss Zheng, these are all his "achievements" in the Science and Education Department. If you were in a private company and evaluated performance, you must be the trump card salesman.

But that's where the trouble lies.

With so many things piled up, and so many top medical institutions in the world requesting to communicate, Boss Zheng would definitely not agree.

Leaving aside Boss Zheng's personality issues, just saying that he still has a Nobel Prize project in his hand is enough to reject all invitations.

What should I do? Reject one by one? When did 912 become so "arrogant" in front of top foreign hospitals?

Linger looked at Dr. Domingo Paul in front of him, feeling a little helpless.

This guy broke in by himself after watching the live broadcast of the operation. A few hours ago, he had been squatting in the ward listening to the patient's heartbeat with a stethoscope.

It's like listening to a piece of music you like, and it is still playing in a loop. After the patient's family raised an objection, he seemed to have not heard it, and almost caused a dispute.

When Ringer thought of this, his head hurt a little more.

Boss Zheng is very capable of tossing around, ordinary medical disputes and foreign-related disputes, can that be a concept?

Letters from many of the world's top medical institutions have not been answered, and the troubles on this side have not been dealt with. Boss Zheng is very cold in the face of all this...

All the things made Ringer feel in a trance, how great it would be if he was still a salted fish in the medical office.

Although there is no status, but the wife and children are hot on the kang every day, and there is also family happiness. When I came to the Science and Education Office, I was so busy that I didn't even have time to go home.

How many days have you not been home? Ringer himself forgot the exact time.

Domingo Paul was contemplating, and Linge contacted a Portuguese translator to deliver the goods to the hotel. Linge pondered for a while, and ignored this professor who is known as the world's top cardiothoracic surgery.

Not to mention much, if a doctor of Dr. Domingo Paulo's level came to China a year ago, he must have come to give lectures.

No amount of entertainment can be overstated.

But now, he came to study.

Do you need to be so nice to a student? Linge quickly corrected the three views he had formed over the years, and was only responsible for sending Dr. Domingo Paul to the hotel, communicating with the front desk staff, and letting him check in by himself.

Finally finished, Ringer drove home, exhausted.

Although there are still many things to do, he knows that he can't finish it. Unless Dean Yan sent more staff to the Science and Education Department, a few people would not be enough, at least a dozen capable officers could handle it.

Stop dreaming, Ringer made up his mind on the way home. Tomorrow, I will ask the higher-ups for instructions, and Vice President Guo and President Yan, who are in charge of science and education, must inform me. What needs to be done is still decided by the superiors.

As for myself...

Linge felt that it would be good to stay by Boss Zheng's side, watch the excitement safely, and be a salted fish with ideals and aspirations.

Which is more important, still has to be carried clearly. Otherwise, it would not be worthwhile to lose Boss Zheng's big watermelon for a little sesame.

At least now I don't have to work overtime and can go home. Linger slowly thought that as long as Boss Zheng doesn't fail, he will be fine.

A young man in his thirties must live longer than himself, so he doesn't think so much. Ringer straightened out his thoughts and seized the time to go home to catch up on sleep.