After having lunch, it was already very late when I went back. Feng Xuhui was a little tired, but he was still very happy.

Returning to Haicheng and returning to the starting point of his work was like having a dream. Along the way, Feng Xuhui had not had time to get used to it and adapt, and was dragged to another level by an invisible force.

Walking up one step, one step at a time, now looking back, he already feels like he is so cold that he is so cold at a high place.

From a salesperson to an ace manager, what did you do yourself? It seemed that you did nothing. Feng Xuhui smiled.

"Manager Feng, what time will it take to leave tomorrow?" Liu Xiaojie asked.

"Check out directly in the morning, go to the operating room at 8 o'clock, and wait for Mr. Zheng to go to the provincial capital together after the operation." Feng Xuhui said.

With a little subordinate, it felt really good, Feng Xuhui thought to himself.

"Are those two professors from the Provincial College? They don't look like them." Liu Xiaojie muttered.

"Well, we are all leading the group professors. Teacher Gao and Mr. Zheng studied the operation earlier and had a better relationship."

"Are you studying in 912?" Liu Xiaojie asked casually.

"No, at that time, Mr. Zheng was still in Haicheng as the hospitalization director of the emergency department, so Teacher Gao and Mr. Zheng learned a new tips surgery."

Liu Xiaojie felt that her new manager was a bit unreliable. If a professor in a provincial hospital led a group to study in the imperial capital, he could still imagine it. 912 is a superior hospital for the provincial hospital, and it is appropriate to learn new technologies.

But if you go to Haicheng... Liu Xiaojie has a very strange picture in her mind.

The picture was too beautiful to imagine. It was really unreliable, she thought to herself.

...

In the provincial capital, Gao Shaojie and Liu Zewei rushed back all the way, with some excitement.

"Old Liu, are you really going to go to 912?" Gao Shaojie asked.

"Well, I've been thinking for a long time." Professor Liu nodded and said, "I'm very envious of your level. We're involved, you know that we all became monks halfway through. At the best time, we don't do this. Our level is really limited. Now, it's absolutely impossible to improve through my own abilities."

Gao Shaojie was silent.

As a professor in the provincial college, he knew what Liu Zewei made this decision.

First of all, income.

If you don’t work at home, you don’t have any money. Bonus, red envelopes, consumables, and the red envelope costs of flying knives in the province are a big number. It’s a pity to think about how much you lose in a month.

But this is not the key. Is it important to make money? Sometimes it is not a big deal compared to certain things. But once the professor in the group leaves for too long, his bed will be squeezed and his doctors will merge into other groups.

When he comes back, it is possible to see whether the provincial hospital can have a seat.

Even his job may not be able to be kept, this is a big deal. Gao Shaojie has also considered it about studying with Boss Zheng in 912, but he can't make up his mind.

In addition, my wife and children will be left in the provincial capital for at least half a year. How ugly your wife's face will look when she returns home. Just thinking about it makes me feel frightened.

This is not like going out to run a flying knife, bringing back piles of cash, and my wife's face is full of smiles.

"Old Liu, you are amazing." Gao Shaojie said with emotion.

"Nothing is amazing, it depends on your technological progress. I am envious. To be honest, I have to thank you for this."

Gao Shaojie smiled and said nothing.

He knew that when Boss Zheng came to the provincial hospital for surgery a long time ago, Liu Zewei was determined to learn. But Boss Zheng was still very comfortable in doing things, so he asked for his opinions.

At that time...it seemed many years had passed since a few months ago.

"Okay, go, I'll take care of you here, there will definitely be no place." Gao Shaojie was not a big deal, but he agreed with certainty.

"Thank you."

Gao Shaojie knew that with Boss Zheng, he and Liu Zewei were brothers of the same school. There was no need to fight for some things.

Boss Zheng’s level is unfathomable. If you have a longer-term vision and change your mind to learn from Boss Zheng with Lao Liu, your technical level will not be discussed in the country, at least Director Jin will be nervous.

Although there is no necessary connection between the technical level and the director, the level is much higher, and Director Jin will not be too much in many things.

After these things are passed in my mind, I will understand the interests.

...

Zheng Ren was sitting in the car. The car slowly drove back to the villa group by the lake in the night of Haicheng like last winter.

If it weren't for Chu Yanzhi sitting in the back seat, this night would be almost perfect.

This girl is really annoying. Zheng Ren sincerely casts deep malice towards Chu Yanzhi.

But there was nothing we could do. The two girls were just having fun talking. They couldn't say anything if they wanted to drive Chu Yanzhi away. Zheng Ren probably would have to be himself if someone was driven away.

It's really distressing, why doesn't Chu Yanzhi have a boyfriend?

As expected, as Zheng Ren expected, he was thrown to the door of the familiar villa. The lights in the villa were on. Xie Yiren informed the housekeeping department here to clean the house, but did not turn off the lights.

"Go to rest early." Xie Yiren waved his hand in the car, and the light and shadow intertwined. Zheng Ren really wanted to hug Xiao Yiren, but unfortunately, Chu Yanzhi's face, which was also full of youthful colors, was in the same frame.

It's really hateful. Zheng Ren waved his hand and saw Volvo xc60 leaving, clenching his fists with both hands, feeling a little regretful.

The mood fluctuated a lot these days. Zheng Ren walked into the yard and did not go back to sleep directly. Instead, he lit a cigarette, sat on the steps, and looked at the night sky.

There is less smog, but the light pollution is still very heavy. There are only a few first-class stars in the night sky blinking at Zheng Ren.

From Dr. Charles to Director Miao, and from Director Kong, Old Director Pan, there were many people and many things. The past slid through my heart like water, and Zheng Ren was as quiet as a stone.

Half an hour later, Zheng Ren returned to the room, washed and went to bed.

Before going to bed, I habitually turned on my phone and greeted Xiao Yiren good night. Zheng Ren clicked on QQ and saw the little boy's words.

Recently, the little boy has updated it frequently, once a day, and has never changed it.

From learning to travel, everything is available. If you don’t know what kind of disease he is, you can’t tell that he is a terminally ill child.

He was happy, that's fine. Zheng Ren smiled slightly after reading today's talk. Unfortunately, his level is still not enough. If he can, what a wonderful thing it would be to save the more things that were about to wither before it bloomed.

Director Pan said it right, but it wasn't right. Zheng Ren had his own thoughts, but after the old director was upset, his heart was settled into the bottom of his heart, and he would not think about what he didn't understand. This is a good habit.
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