Zhu Liangchen sat in the office, staring blankly at the computer screen, countless thoughts in his mind were intertwined, but in the end he turned into blank.

The big news in the ward opposite made him burn all over.

But there is no way, no way.

He was just regretting that all this should belong to him, not Zhou Chunyong!

Early in the morning, Boss Kong called and told him about Zhou Chunyong coming to pick up Boss Zheng in person.

Boss Kong carefully described Zhou Chunyong's status.

Standing at the door of the ward, not to mention the doctor's office, he didn't even enter the ward door. His waist was slightly bent, and he looked respectful.

These descriptions are enough.

Lao Zhou is...

Zhu Liangchen sat in the office, scolding the dog licking countless times in his heart, feeling shameless!

But in the end he sat down dejectedly, knowing that he was wrong, and from the beginning he was wrong.

Speaking of keen sense of smell, I don’t have to be Zhou Chunyong’s fault.

As soon as the earthquake relief and disaster relief ended, Boss Kong came back from the front line and went to the door. But what happened later? Why did he and Boss Zheng go further and further?

Zhu Liangchen made countless reflections.

As time passes by bit by bit, the picture that appears on the computer screen is the picture of the Xinglin Garden surgery live broadcast room.

The surgeon is proficient in operation. Based on Zhu Liangchen's understanding of Zhou Chunyong, he knows that Director Zhou's surgical level has made great progress in just half a month.

I was already thrown away without realizing it.

He quietly looked at the screen, and the hemostatic forceps kept hitting the operator's radial radial process.

In Zhu Liangchen's opinion, the hemostatic forceps are a bit harsh, and he even thought it was intentional.

The young man holding the bleeding-resisting forceps in his hand is showing his majesty!

Those details are insignificant and not even necessary.

But the craftsman did not resist at all and seemed a little cowardly. If he hadn't known that the craftsman must have been Zhou Chunyong, Zhu Liangchen would definitely not have believed it.

A picture appeared in his mind.

When he was intervened in the operating room, Zhou Chunyong was kind-hearted and looked humble, and he let the hemostatic forceps hit his radial radial ridge. When he was beaten, he had to say that he was good at hitting... Is this the master beating his apprentice?

Zhou Chunyong was so willing to accept this behavior that seemed humiliating to Zhu Liangchen. Could it be that he was wrong? Zhu Liangchen looked at the computer screen and was pondering.

What is Zhou Chunyong's level? I have to know better than him.

As an "enemy", Zhu Liangchen carefully studied Zhou Chunyong's surgery countless times!

Zhu Liangchen knew every little problem and every detail that might lead to the failure of the surgery.

But these problems and details are disappearing little by little.

This is not the main thing. With the young boss Zheng beating, it is expected that Zhou Chunyong will make progress.

But what's next?

Zhou Chunyong's technique has added many small details that seem to be completely unnecessary.

At first glance, these details seem to be unnecessary. Zhu Liangchen's first feeling is that it increases the cumbersomeness of the operation, which will shorten his career.

After all, they are all around fifty years old, and deterioration of physical functions is inevitable.

However, Zhu Liangchen looked up the operation that just passed, but he felt a natural feeling.

When watching the live broadcast of the operation, the operation process became fragmented due to the haemorrhagic forceps.

But if you focus your eyes on the image and then remove the fragments that are hit by the hemostatic forceps, the overall operation is almost perfect!

Is this the meaning of being hit by the hemostatic forceps?

Zhu Liangchen's hands were trembling.

He also longs for progress, and only progress can be invincible.

After fighting with Zhou Chunyong for so many years, he did not decide the winner because the skills of the two were similar. Zhou Chunyong was domineering, and Zhu Liangchen was not slightly worse than him.

It is difficult for both of them to distinguish between head-on or soft power.

Although Zhu Liangchen was at a disadvantage, this weakness was nothing in the battle at this level.

However, with the appearance of Boss Zheng, the balance began to tilt. It also tilted with acceleration, which made Zhu Liangchen extremely frightened.

regret?

That makes no sense anymore.

The past has passed, and no matter how much I regret it, it will be useless.

What to do next? Zhu Liangchen knew that this was something he should think about.

In an instant, Zhu Liangchen even had the impulse to resign directly and went to Boss Zheng's medical team of 912 to study hard.

There are some surgery on that side.

Boss Kong said that the community hospital is under renovation. There are 100 beds and can also have an extra bed with almost unlimited limit.

In other words, in one month, Boss Zheng's surgery volume on 912 will exceed the sky. in the country, it is unparalleled.

Even the interventional department of the largest rural hospital in the universe cannot be compared with Boss Zheng.

There is no doubt that I have had surgery when I went there.

Whether it is technical level or Boss Kong's relationship, Boss Zheng will treat him differently.

But this idea only appeared for a moment and was wiped out by Zhu Liangchen.

After a lot of years, I was forced to stand Zhou Chunyong and was promoted to the position of director of the second department of liver and gallbladder intervention in the imperial capital. Now I want to give up all this and start over?

Impossible!

Zhu Liangchen knew that he didn't have that courage.

Maybe twenty years ago, my mind went away as soon as I heated up, and at worst I could start over again.

But now, I am fifty...

What should I do?

When Zhu Liangchen thought of this question, Zhou Chunyong's face was like licking a dog.

Not to mention a doctor who is a doctor or even a professor in the group, he rarely sees Zhou Chunyong's smiling face.

His naturally gloomy face seemed to have disappeared completely in front of the young Boss Zheng, as if he had become a different person.

md!

Zhu Liangchen was angry when he thought of Zhou Chunyong standing at the door of the 912 interventional department ward, his waist bent slightly to 5°, and he looked respectful.

What he can do, why can't he do it?

This belief supported Zhu Liangchen to improve his technical level and finally gave up half of the world from Zhou Chunyong.

And now, this belief has appeared again.

Face? That doesn’t matter. Face is given by others, not by yourself.

Zhu Liangchen closed his eyes and stopped watching the live broadcast of the surgery.

At his level, it is enough to see this. If you want to make further progress, you need the hemostatic pliers to constantly hit your wrist, so that the pain stimulation of the radial diameter can be upgraded.

Then let it be, Zhu Liangchen stood up, his eyes becoming calm and gentle.

The struggle and hesitation disappeared were just the firm belief that he had when he resisted Zhou Chunyong several years ago.

He put on his white suit and tidied it up in front of the mirror.

He wanted to show a smile, but his muscles were stiff. Zhu Liangchen frowned, put his hands on his face, and smiled.

Yes, that's it!
Chapter completed!