Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to change their clothes and prepared to go for a meal.

At this time, Wei Feng's interview had just begun. He faced Director Sun Chao and Sun. After the "normal" interview, he finally gradually got closer to the question he really wanted to ask.

"Director Sun, our interview has ended. Please accept my respect and admiration for doctors as an ordinary person." Wei Feng complimented Sun Chao without any concealment. He tried his best to keep the distance between the two and lay the foundation for the upcoming real visit.

The "boring" topics before this were all Wei Feng's strategy. When an interview ended, the real interview was about to begin.

"This is all what you should do. Doctors, treating diseases and saving lives are all duty." Sun Chao smiled and watched Wei Feng pack up his notebook, and he was also ready to go home.

"Director Sun, have a sip of prawn together tonight?" Wei Feng asked.

"No." Sun Chao said, "The food is ready at home. If you don't know how to eat, you will be nagged for three days and three nights when you go back."

"You are really humorous." Wei Feng said with a smile, "Director Sun, the interview is over. Can I ask you a few questions in private?"

Sun Chao disagreed and thought it was a matter of consultation on the condition. He nodded with a smile. Even if he met this reporter Wei in the future, he would probably be troubled by himself. He would also trouble him if he had any publicity needs.

Social favors are just that.

"That's right." Wei Feng asked: "You give me the impression of a humble and gentle doctor. I can just infer from the interview that your career has saved countless people. In the old saying, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a living Bodhisattva."

"I've passed it, I dare not say that." Sun Chao waved his hand repeatedly, "I'm doing this job. I'm satisfied if I can do my job well."

"But a generous elder like you actually have a young doctor who dares to offend and insult you. This is simply unreasonable."

"Hmm?" Sun Chao was stunned.

As soon as Wei Feng said that, he remembered that during 912, Boss Zheng took out a 12cm-long blood clot, walked forward, and then the hemostatic forceps that flew towards him... This matter will never be forgotten in his life.

"When I interviewed other doctors, I heard what others said. They were chatting afterwards, and everyone talked about this incident inadvertently." Wei Feng explained, "It's so inappropriate, and others are also upholding you. Such a bad typhoon, but facing a kind elder like you, who doesn't know how to get into our medical team."

Although Sun Chao felt a little strange, he was also touched when he saw Wei Feng’s words sincere and emotional.

"Oh, the young people nowadays are different from ours." Sun Chao sighed, "We respected the old director from the bottom of our hearts at that time."

"You are right, technology needs to be passed on." Wei Feng said: "As soon as I learned something, I was thinking of an old senior like you, how could I be a doctor? If it weren't for an old doctor like you who taught me in person, they..."

Wei Feng kept talking, these were all thought in advance, and they were things that he thought would resonate with Director Sun Chao and Director Sun the most.

But when Sun Chao heard these words, his heart trembled, and it seemed as if a hemorrhagic forceps flew towards him and hit the radial styloid process of his right hand.

With a bang, he couldn't help but tremble.

"Director Sun, you..." Wei Feng asked carefully.

"Nothing." Sun Chao replied calmly, "It's all over, so I won't talk about these things."

Wei Feng was stunned for a moment.

If you don’t say this? How can you do it!

"Director Sun, are you worried that I will write these in the report and cause conflicts between the two hospitals? Don't worry, I respect you very much, so I feel unfair for you from the bottom of my heart." Wei Feng said sincerely.

Sun Chao sighed, feeling slightly strange in his heart.

"My leader above arranged for me to interview Dr. Zheng, but I refused all of them." Wei Feng said.

"Reject? Why?"

"I heard that his typhoon was particularly bad. He used hemostatic forceps to hit people on the operating table once or twice. What's the best interview for such people!" Wei Feng said as he expressed his true feelings and disgust from the bottom of his heart.

"Well, I can't say that." Sun Chao remembered the operation, and Boss Zheng was still very honest. He was the assistant next to him, so he was so arrogant.

"You are just modest. The surgery they have had is a minor surgery in your eyes and is not worth mentioning at all."

When Sun Chao heard this, he recalled that Boss Zheng took out a 12cm large blood clot from his pulmonary artery, as if he had taken out a big bug. He thought to himself that if this was a minor operation, he really didn't know what the surgery was considered big.

If you stand on the operating table, the patient may not be able to be rescued. Even if you can step down alive, you will definitely have to lie in the ICU for at least half a month and will never recover quickly.

After so many years of clinicians, they have performed thousands of large surgeries. Sun Chao is still aware of what he can do and what he cannot do.

If he didn't want to say anything, he would admit it. He had done this. But Sun Chao really couldn't get through this level of difficulty by saying that he could do such a difficult operation at will. This bragging was so big that he subconsciously thought it was impossible.

"Boss Zheng's surgery is indeed good, let's just talk about it." Sun Chao thought for a while and said in a deep voice.

"You are so humble. He is a young doctor from Haicheng. No matter how good the surgery is, how good it can be."

Sun Chao felt a sudden stern, and he suddenly realized that the purpose of the person in front of him seemed to be a little more than simple.

Boss Zheng is from Haicheng. He does know this kind of thing, but the hero does not ask about his background. When communicating, he only says what surgery he will do, what mistakes he has made when he sees a doctor, and who cares about where his hometown is.

Wei Feng did not notice the subtle changes in Director Sun. He said that he was rising and continued: "Although I am not a doctor, I also know that surgery requires repeated training. As a young doctor, the amount of surgery is not enough. Even if he does it well, how good can it be."

"And he is so ostentatious. Nobel Prize in Biology, Medicine, you know."

Sun Chao nodded.

"The list of recommended Nobel Prizes is strictly confidential. Now, when searching online, there are only information that was just declassified 50 years ago. He was so good that he got a recommendation, afraid that others would not know, so he told people everywhere that he was a Nobel Prize candidate."

As he said that, Wei Feng sneered: "If it weren't for the Nobel Prize candidate, could 912 allow him to airborne? Can he be so arrogant and use hemostatic forceps to smash people on the operating table?"
Chapter completed!