"Director Kong, I'm back." Zheng Ren followed Director Kong with a smile and said in a low voice.

"Is that surgery still going well?" Director Kong asked.

"It's okay." Zheng Ren said: "Later, I encountered a patient whose electric chair lift rod exploded and his lower body was injured."

"Oh?" Director Kong paused slightly, "Is the surgery complicated?"

"The operation is fine, and I did it slowly after the pelvic artery is embolized. The rescue awareness on that side is a bit poor and the equipment is not good enough." Zheng Ren told the truth.

"Do you know what I mainly look at when I went to Haicheng?" Director Kong asked with a smile.

"Depending on my skill level," Zheng Ren answered honestly.

"The work is difficult to do in grassroots hospitals, and you can't see the sky at first sight. Basically, those who can go out are the superior hospitals you go to after graduating from a doctorate. You are considered an exception." Director Kong opened the office, sat on a chair, and looked at Zheng Ren.

His eyes made Zheng Ren feel a little guilty.

"I remember when I went there, you had an operation overnight. You had excellent technical skills and the idea of ​​curing diseases and saving lives was pure, so I went to the dean when I came back."

"Hehe." Zheng Ren felt a little embarrassed when he heard Director Kong praise him.

But what Director Kong said was the truth.

The level of people around doctors in grassroots hospitals is similar. Even if a genius falls into that kind of place, he will not be able to change the surrounding environment in the end, and he can only enter the superior hospital through reading and other means.

I have met Director Kong, the man who is the man who is in charge.

"What's going on with the hemodynamics you and Dr. Olson yesterday?" Director Kong asked curiously.

"Oh, it's the problem of blood turbulence." Zheng Ren briefly explained: "There is a problem with turbulence. Physical models are mainly simulated through reynolds time-mean equations. There are also two simulation methods, one is large eddy simulation and direct simulation."

Director Kong regretted asking this question a little, but he couldn't understand what Zheng Ren said.

Zheng Ren saw that Director Kong's expression was a bit strange and immediately said: "To put it bluntly, the solution to turbulence can directly reduce the resistance.

Because of the current technology level and computer running speed limits, direct simulation cannot be done. In that case, too much data will be processed and it will not be achieved at all."

"Well? No supercomputers nowadays work?" Director Kong was stunned.

"Yes. After the E-level supercomputer appears, it should be fine." Zheng Ren said: "But it will take at least thirty or fifty years, which is still an ideal state. Dr. Mehal and Dr. Olson are making similar attempts, wanting to eliminate most invalid and useless data through some technical means and use existing technology for direct simulation."

"Yeah." Director Kong nodded. This time, he understood what Zheng Ren said, "Are you sure about research?"

"My side is fine. After all, the range of the guidewire in the blood vessel is limited, and the amount of data is also extremely large, for the previous research model, the calculation volume has dropped by 85-90%. The existing computers... should be fine."

"Where is the calculation formula?" Director Kong asked cautiously.

"It hasn't been discussed yet. The final naming of formulas may require the three parties to name them together. For example, the zheng-mehar-Olsen turbulence formula, or something else." Zheng Ren smiled and thought that formulas such as ZMO were widely used in the future, he found it particularly absurd.

I just want to be a doctor, and I have no interest in physics.

"If you do this project alone, is there a possibility of success?" Director Kong suddenly asked from a different perspective.

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment and immediately understood what Director Kong meant.

It seems that during this morning's conversation, Director Kong was not representing himself.

"Director Kong." Zheng Ren stood up formally, put his hands on his legs, and said in a deep voice: "There is no possibility."

"Sit down and say." Director Kong knew that Zheng Ren had guessed it, so he changed his expression and said, "I can't guess you anymore. If this is the case, all the progress information of the formula is needed."

"Okay!" Zheng Ren said.

"Comrade Zheng Ren, this matter is not a joke." Director Kong said with his eyes narrowed.

"Director Kong, I know, I guarantee to complete the task!" Zheng Ren said.

"You have equipped an assistant. You don't need to do anything. Just add the assistance you want to help in the agreement." Director Kong said.

"Physics expert?"

"Yes, there may be other identities."

"Okay." Zheng Ren agreed very simply, just right.

There is no room for bargaining for such a thing.

Both emotion and reason must be done. Zheng Ren doesn't want to contact specific things. It's mysterious and mysterious, and he has no gossip at all.

If it is a misdiagnosed patient, Zheng Ren is still interested.

"Okay, go and do it." After finishing a major event, Director Kong smiled and said, "Assistant is at the door. Let's talk to Dr. Mehal and Dr. Olsen later."

"Director Kong, who is it?" Zheng Ren asked with a smile when he saw that Director Kong's face was not so serious.

"I don't know the specific information. This is no longer a matter of my authority." Director Kong said softly.

"Then I'll go out." Zheng Ren stood attentively, saluted, and turned around and left.

When Zheng Ren opened the door, he saw a middle-aged man standing lazily at the door.

Zheng Ren looked at people, his face seemed to be full of mosaics, and he could not remember his face at all. Even if this was not the case, he could not find any characteristics that this middle-aged man could remember with just one glance.

This is the kind of person who can't be found if thrown into the crowd.

"Hello, Doctor Zheng." When the man saw Zheng Ren coming out, he said hello, but his body was still moving, and he was still leaning against the wall. His lazyness made Zheng Ren feel that he was about to sleep on the wall.

Or a humanoid plant growing on the wall.

"Boss, that side... I'm going, why is it you?" Su Yun was about to talk to Zheng Ren, but when he saw the middle-aged man, he was stunned for a moment.

"Do you know me?" the middle-aged man was also stunned and asked in surprise.

"Did you come in Rongcheng a while ago? During the earthquake, you were rescued in the provincial hospital later." Su Yun asked.

"..." The middle-aged man was silent and then asked: "The person Director Chen said is you two?"

"Who is he?" Zheng Ren asked in confusion.

Su Yun knew him at first glance, but he couldn't tell that he had dealt with him before. Could it be that he was a volunteer from Pengxi Township? It's possible.

"Professor Huang Dazhi, the guy who pumped sodium nitroprusside after aortic dissection aneurysm stent surgery, and thiocyanate poisoning was the guy who was in a coma and said code, what are you doing?" Su Yun said.

"..." The middle-aged man was silent.
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