After hanging up the phone, Mr. Wang was about to go out when a figure tiptoed open the door.

"Mr. Wang, you are here." When Mr. Wang saw that it was the patient's family just now, but it was not the one who asked the patient to eat, but another person.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"Mr. Wang, during the operation, I will ask you to go on stage." The patient's family members hunched their waists slightly, smiled politely, closed the door with a back hand, took out a thick envelope from their arms, and stuffed it into Mr. Wang's arms.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Wang was displeased and said, "I won't accept red envelopes, and I won't do the surgery."

"Isn't this a bother, please come on stage? After all, you are an expert in the imperial capital. What good doctors can we have in Haicheng?" The patient's family saw that Mr. Wang was not polite and was very anxious. They threw the envelope on the bed in the duty room, bowed deeply, and said, "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry for you during the operation."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away, not giving Mr. Wang a chance to refuse.

This matter was a mess, and Mr. Wang smiled bitterly with the envelope, and his mind was filled with the words of Mr. Su from 912 Vascular Science.

Is Boss Zheng's surgery already so powerful? The world's number one? Mr. Su is usually quite steady, how can he make such a judgment?

No!

Boss Zheng’s surgery is indeed amazing, but it is not considered a teaching operation. The chief director of a department in 912 left the general subject, and he was still studying so late.

And it is a good idea to say that it is learning.

He thought about it and weighed the red envelope.

It costs about two thousand yuan, Mr. Wang smiled.

If you have the surgery yourself, you will be taken away. But if you do it in the operating room, it will be wrong.

It's really troublesome, and I have to pay the hospitalization fee. Mr. Wang weighed the money and thought to himself.

...

Zheng Ren explained the condition to the patient's family and said a lot. He found that after he intervened and climbed to the top, his ability to explain the condition seemed to have been improved. His language was more concise and easier to understand.

Perhaps it is because of a deeper understanding of the anatomy and condition.

Before the operation, Zheng Ren called out to Mr. Wang, and then went to the operating room. He took his cell phone and left a message to Xie Yiren. When he walked out of the ward, Zheng Ren saw Feng Xuhui standing at the door of the ward, looking out the window, waiting quietly.

The largest trolley case was placed next to Liu Xiaojie, quietly waiting for the call.

"Xiao Feng, let's go." Zheng Ren greeted.

"Mr. Zheng, is it an thrombectomy surgery?" Feng Xuhui asked.

"Yohe, everyone knows about thrombectomy surgery?"

"I have learned all the intervention-related surgeries, just read them roughly. I thought, I must know what you need, Mr. Zheng, right?" Feng Xuhui said with a smile to Zheng Ren.

"Well, keep working hard." Zheng Ren patted Feng Xuhui's shoulder and passed by Liu Xiaojie. He still didn't notice her existence, thinking that she was air.

Liu Xiaojie was curious. Did Boss Zheng pretend to be a gentleman, but he really didn't see him? When he was in the imperial capital, Zhou Chunyong still talked to him with a smile no matter how persisted he persisted.

She has confidence in her appearance and must be pretending. Men are all big pig's hooves, Liu Xiaojie thought to herself.

When he arrived at the operating room, Zheng Ren changed his clothes and walked in.

"Mr. Zheng, you said you are so busy." Chu Yanzhi complained, "Aren't you supposed to be lying down at home and following the drama? You even have to work overtime."

"Come to 912." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "It's so idle, nothing is wrong."

"Tsk, brag."

"Really, I'm not in charge of the emergency room, so I can go out to run a flying knife during the day and weekends. By the way, Su Yun said that I might have to go to Inner Mongolia once recently. Are you interested?"

"Inner Mongolia? Why do you go?"

"A hospital in Korqin Right Wing Central Banner asked me to have surgery and I was having fun there. I haven't been there before. I heard from Su Yun that there is a desert, so I can go camping and bonfires."

"Okay!" Chu Yanzhi jumped up excitedly.

A generation who grew up in the city rarely sees rare things like camping bonfires and full desert moons.

Not to mention the full moon in the desert, it is a good weather to see the moon with a lighter smog.

"By the way, the patient is numb, what are you doing?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Mr. Wang said he wanted to cut the intestines, so I didn't leave." Chu Yanzhi said, "It turns out that I don't need me."

"I think the intestines can still be retained, so don't leave now. If I can't do it, I have to call you over."

"Mr. Zheng, do you think it's really good to use a regular trainee like this?"

"It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "The students who are trained in the school cannot be on duty independently. There are few people in our school, so don't you use it the same. By the way, do you still need to register with the teachers from the University of Foreign Affairs now?"

"I still have to start, but my sister and I are of high quality, what's there to say?" Chu Yanzhi said with a smile. "Who said that the students who are not allowed to be on duty? My sister and I have certificates, and according to national requirements, we must be on duty independently."

"Go to anesthesia, just kidding, you still have to have general anesthesia." Zheng Ren smiled.

"Um?"

"The patient has severe abdominal pain, and there will be risks if there is local anesthesia. Although it can be done with slack, it is better to have general anesthesia." Zheng Ren smiled.

The patient has been sent, and Chu Yanzhi jumped to anesthetize the patient. Zheng Ren looked at Chu Yanzhi's back and still couldn't understand. Even if it was a fraternal twin, the personality gap was too big.

"Xiao Feng, where is the box? Let's take a look at the consumables." Zheng Ren walked into the operation room and asked.

Liu Xiaojie pushed the box over and stood aside and watched quietly. Feng Xuhui saw Zheng Ren about to reach out, so he immediately pulled the box over and opened it.

"Slow down, don't worry." Zheng Ren squatted down and began to pick various consumables.

"Mr. Zheng, you can take a look at it by the way, what else is there?" Feng Xuhui said, "I have thought about it myself and I have never had the chance to give you a look."

Zheng Ren looked at it and found that there were all basic consumables. Some of them were not available, and he could also replace them with existing consumables. He smiled and didn't say anything. He picked out what he wanted and handed it over to the tour nurse.

"Where is Yiren?" asked the tour nurse.

"Send the director home, I'm almost back at this time." Zheng Ren went to brush his hands.

Then Zheng Ren sat on the sofa behind and saw Chu Yanzhi busy through the leaded glass, thinking about what happened recently.

If the thrombectomy is smooth, there is no need to place the thrombolysis. In this way, you can go back to the imperial capital to continue the tips surgery. According to the saying, Dr. Mehal is about to arrive, and the second phase of the surgery should not be very difficult. Just give him the prostate.

As for the Nobel Prize, Zheng Ren no longer thought about it. If you can’t get the clinical procedure, you can’t get it, it doesn’t matter.
Chapter completed!