Zhao Wenhua sat at home smoking a cigarette.

On the desk in front of him was a PAD, and a message was scrolled on it - [Doctor Zheng Ren plans to have a TIPS live operation at Mayo Clinic today.]

This message was so eye-catching that Zhao Wenhua's eyelids kept pounding.

"Old Zhao, don't smoke so much." His lover reminded him as he watched the TV.

Zhao Wenhua was very unhappy, so he was too lazy to answer, just silent.

Mayo Clinic, it’s a bad teaching and live broadcast! When did the threshold for Mayo Clinic be so low?

Because Zheng Ren went, the level of Mayo Clinic has also dropped a lot in Zhao Wenhua's mind.

From a world-class hospital to a rural health center.

When I think of Zheng Ren, my honest face seems to be full of evil.

Last night, Linger asked Zhao Wenhua out and told in detail what happened recently.

After listening, Zhao Wenhua was also scared and sweated.

Looking at being honest and honest, he is actually as cunning as a fox and as cruel as a wolf. This is Zhao Wenhua's evaluation of Zheng Ren.

Who are these people? OK, just go to the normal application procedures. You can do it now. You are so fucked by a doctor who can run away from the flying knife, and you still spend some time doing these small tricks just for some possible or impossible problems.

It's so sinister.

Lin Ge finally told Zhao Wenhua earnestly that it would be no benefit to not provoke Boss Zheng.

Zhao Wenhua stammered his neck and didn't speak.

It was not until this time that Lin Ge sighed and told him that Director Ye said that Dong Tumor had come to poach people, saying that he wanted to open a new ward for Boss Zheng.

When he heard this, Zhao Wenhua felt like he was directly struck by a thunderbolt, and his whole heart was charred and he couldn't even be able to fight.

I, a master's supervisor and a postdoctoral fellow who graduated from a prestigious overseas universities, could not catch up with a young man who had not washed up in a prefecture-level city!

In the imperial capital, Zhao Wenhua knows how difficult it is to have a ward in a large tertiary hospital.

I dare not think about the difficulty. From another perspective, at least Zhao Wenhua has worked hard for ten years, and it is still very vague to become the chief director of the ward. Perhaps he will not become the director in his lifetime.

And this is still the original director. Even if he treats it, he will have to face the provocations and constant intrigues from the following three or five professors leading the group.

Opening a brand new ward is more incredible than Zheng Ren going to Mayo for surgery or doing live teaching surgery.

Dongtumor, what is that? Its foundation is no worse than 912. It is one of the signature large-scale hospitals in the Huaqing Group. It is located on the Third Ring Road, and every inch of land is valuable.

Isn’t this nonsense to open a new ward?

Do they have a place?

The smoke filled the sky and the light blue mist floated gently, making Zhao Wenhua's vision blurry.

And Xinglin Garden's scrolling advertisements don't seem that dazzling.

After a long silence, he picked up his cell phone, searched it, and finally fell on someone's name, but he didn't move for a long time.

Although Zheng Ren went to Dongtumor, he would naturally return his bed to him, which would be equivalent to no loss.

But Zhao Wenhua was unwilling to accept it.

If it was brought back by himself, it would be fine. The key is that Zhao Wenhua can't accept this way of getting it back.

Zheng Ren doesn't want it, he picked it up, just like a beggar.

How could Zhao Wenhua, who is arrogant and arrogant, accept this kind of "allowing gift"?

He finally called the phone to confirm the reliability of the message.

"Director Hui, is it easy to speak?" Zhao Wenhua smiled on his face. Although there was still some voice, he could no longer hear anything in his words.

This is his classmate. After graduation, he went to Dongtumor and has now left the clinical stage and has become the director of the dean's office.

The energy of this director is not inferior to that of an ordinary director, and is even a little larger in a sense.

"I'm at home, so why are you doing something?" The voice on the other side was very dull.

"Inquiry, it is said that you are coming to poach our boss Zheng?" Zhao Wenhua said.

When he said the three words "Boss Zheng", he felt a little fucked. But he couldn't just casually see that he and Zheng Ren were not in a relationship. If he had to be cunning, how old he was.

Zhao Wenhua repeatedly warned himself that he must pay attention to his words and actions.

"Old Zhao, you are not the director of the intervention department, don't get involved in this matter." Director Hui's voice was a little cold.

Zhao Wenhua was stunned for a moment, what was going on?

Director Hui usually speaks kindly and never gets angry, and he is very thoughtful. Under normal circumstances, he will not speak harshly.

Really, before we were in the middle of the downs, we were all rushing to bully ourselves? Zhao Wenhua felt a little angry.

This is true for Linger, and so is Director Hui.

But he didn't show it, but asked, "Lao Hui, we are classmates, I have no other intentions, just ask."

"Old Zhao, I just had an intention in the yard, why did you know the trouble? Your Director Kong just came to me to find out the situation, so he was so arrogant."

Zhao Wenhua's heart sank. Could it be that this is the truth?

"You are really going to dig Boss Zheng? I heard that I was going to open a new ward. This is a big deal. I am so envious of me." Zhao Wenhua said, and he could feel a sour smell in his mouth.

"The dean just had the idea, but he hasn't attended the meeting yet. However, the dean found several departments to talk to. If Boss Zheng agreed on it, I would probably move a ward for him."

"..." It turned out to be true!

"Old Zhao, aren't you here to persuade me not to poach Boss Zheng?" Director Hui asked.

"No, I just heard of it. I feel curious and ask casually." Zhao Wenhua made his tone as relaxed as possible.

"That's good. The hospital probably has to do something recently. Let's talk to Boss Zheng first. As long as Boss Zheng agrees, I don't believe what else can 912 do."

Listening to Director Hui's tone of speaking, Zhao Wenhua felt that the East Tumor was determined to poach people.

this……

There was a burst of confusion in his mind.

As for? What kind of big hand will be brought out to a brand new ward when it comes.

When Zhao Wenhua thought of the brand new ward, all the envy, jealousy and hatred surged.

He no longer had the interest to be perfunctory. He said a few casual words and hung up the phone.

"I want to give a new ward... I want to give a new ward..." Zhao Wenhua murmured.

"Old Zhao, the hospital wants to give you a new ward?" Zhao Wenhua's lover heard a few words and was so excited that he didn't even wear slippers. He ran to the door of the study and asked.

"ah?"

"The hospital wants to give you a new ward?"
Chapter completed!