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1437 How to please Boss Zheng?

Su Yun outlined a picture of the future. Although Zheng Ren knew it was true, he still couldn't accept it for a while.

Knowing that he was joking about himself, he simply ignored this guy, so that he would avoid getting more annoyed.

Zheng Ren closed his eyes, entered the system space, and began to think about the biopsy of the pathological tissue between the vertebrae.

With a lot of surgical training time, Zheng Ren is not so cautious.

The progress of the third phase of the long-term main task has reached 595/1000

As the first batch of doctors from the training class returned around the world, the number of tips surgery completed is rapidly accumulating.

With "cash" in hand and expectations, Zheng Ren felt that he got rich overnight.

As for the checks handed over by Qin Tang, Zheng Ren didn't feel anything at all.

I arrived at the airport, changed into a special plane, and arrived at the Imperial Capital International Airport in three hours.

He didn't sleep all night, but Zheng Ren was not tired. Su Yun and Fan Tianshui slept on the plane and recovered quickly.

Su Yun expressed his regret for not drinking alcohol, and pulled Fan Tianshui and said that he wanted to go out for a big meal together at night and would not return without getting drunk.

Get off the plane and get on the black phantom.

Although Phantom did not enter the Imperial Capital International Airport, which is different from Xiangjiang, Zheng Ren felt that if he could do this in the future, it would seem that he would save a lot of time.

In the car, Zheng Ren called Director Kong and reported that he had returned, and then called Vice President Yuan.

Vice President Yuan was in the office, and Zheng Ren told Qin Tang that he would go directly to the agency.

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom drove directly to the entrance of the machine building. Zheng Ren got out of the car and saw Lin Ge hurriedly walking out.

Linger was stunned for a moment and repeatedly confirmed that it was Boss Zheng who walked out of the Rolls-Royce Phantom. He touched his nose and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Director Lin, I'm busy." Zheng Ren smiled and said hello.

"Boss Zheng, you are..."

"This is not the old man from Xiangjiang's Qin family is sick. He kept looking for me after Dr. Mehal's surgery. He had a cardiac arrest yesterday, so he took the time to take a look." Zheng Ren explained briefly.

"..." Lin Ge looked at Zheng Ren speechlessly, and finally sighed, "Boss Zheng, has he finally solved it?"

"Well, I've had a minor surgery and it's okay."

Minor surgery...this is said.

"Director Lin, where are you going?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Go to iu." Linger then remembered and said, "There is a patient with pulmonary embolism. The effect after thrombolysis is not good and his condition is very poor. I am afraid he will not be able to get through today."

"Supervising the whole hospital consultation? Then you are busy, you are busy." Zheng Ren said politely to Linger.

"Then you are busy, I'll preside over the hospital consultation." Linge said.

Seeing Zheng Ren walking into the office building, Lin Ge thought about the fact that Zhao Wenhua asked him to have dinner not long ago and wanted to stumbling on Boss Zheng, which was a bit ridiculous.

Although I subconsciously didn’t “involve” with Zhao Wenhua at that time and didn’t think too much about it. But now it seems that this decision is really wise!

Taking a private plane, Rolls-Royce Phantom, went to see the rich man in Xiangjiang and had a minor operation...

Thinking of the minor operation, Linger once again complained about it.

The rich man in Xiangjiang is probably countless famous doctors who have consulted.

Boss Zheng said that he would solve the problem after going there for a small operation, which is a bit too pretentious.

But the level of others is that, Linger thought while walking.

The patient with mediastinal abscess, Boss Zheng, took a microscope and directly performed the operation.

At this level...you should know that Boss Zheng’s practice scope is only two types: intervention and general foreign policy.

The mind is also top-notch, and this guy really has no limits.

I am still wise, and I didn’t listen to Zhao Wenhua’s instigation at that time.

Thinking of this, Linger really feels like walking on thin ice.

How about Director Mao? He and Zhao Wenhua are childhood sweethearts. In the end, they are too late to kneel down. They are still "ill" at home.

Does Boss Zheng have any needs?

Linger thought as she walked towards iu.

IU's patients, based on Ringer's years of extensive clinical experience, will definitely be out of reach.

Pulmonary embolism and thrombolysis are not effective. Even if there is a ventilator to assist breathing, death in a short period of time is inevitable.

There is nothing to think about this, and the whole hospital consultation is just to carry out normal medical procedures. Besides, even if there is a solution, it is not something that the medical department can think of. There are so many directors and professors in each department, no one understands better than himself.

I'd better think about how to flatter Boss Zheng.

912. If you can’t hide Boss Zheng, you will leave sooner or later.

Linger has been thinking for a long time.

When Boss Zheng leaves, he maintains a good personal relationship with him. If someone needs a doctor, he rushes up to contact Boss Zheng and rejuvenates his life...

Will your career have a second spring?

What does Boss Zheng need?

Money? I will definitely not satisfy others.

The Medical Office is a Qingshui Yamen, which is good to work with the medical record office every year to organize excellent medical record reviews or something.

No matter how many there are, it’s nothing, Director Ye is very strict.

Originally, the Medical Department was not a good place and had no financial flow.

Rights? This is nonsense. Lin Ge himself doesn’t have much real power, so let alone satisfy Boss Zheng.

Besides, Boss Zheng is a very pure surgical dog, and his technical satisfaction is stronger.

As for the rights that most people like, he doesn't seem to be interested.

The resources in my hands seem to be only a little bit of authority from the Science and Education Department that is helpful to Boss Zheng.

While Director Mao was away, let's try it for yourself, Linge thought.

The full professor, going to school to teach, seems to satisfy the vanity of many medical dogs, but I don’t know if Boss Zheng is interested.

The students of Yingying Yanyan must look much more pleasing to the eyes than the patients.

Thinking of it, I have arrived at iu.

Linger did not go to see the patients, and there were a few days and a dozen hospitals to consult. He was just a mascot, just sit down.

If you encounter a difficult condition and shirk each other's blame, you will come forward and make an idea.

This is my job.

As for treating diseases and saving people, just let those directors and professors do it.

When I arrived at the office, I hadn't arrived yet.

Linger took a look at the time and the hospital's consultation stipulated that it was necessary to arrive 10 minutes after receiving the notice.

There are 2 minutes left... I will go to school to give a lecture, so it won't delay Boss Zheng's surgery. If I don't get a flattery, I will slap it on the foot and get kicked, I will suffer a great loss.

People like Boss Zheng look kind and honest, but in fact they are not the case. If they really touch his cake, they will probably be a situation that will never stop.

Although Linge knew that he didn't have the ability to touch Boss Zheng's cake, he always had to think more about it.

The professors and directors in charge of consultations from each department came to iu's office one after another.
Chapter completed!
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