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2592 Six yuan in a row?

If there is no tension pneumothorax, Zheng Ren believes that the patient can go home after waking up with general anesthesia for 12-24 hours, which is already considered to be cured.

After all, interventional removal of foreign objects in the airway is not an invasive operation, and the patient recovers quite quickly.

For patients like Xiao Shitou, Zheng Ren would follow him all the way and send him to ICU. Zheng Ren had no idea of ​​sending her back in front of him.

Cut the film and change the clothes. At this time, Xie Yiren had just brought the surgical box to the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University.

The operation was performed too quickly, Zheng Ren sighed, hoping that Yiren would not be unhappy about this.

I still remember a long time ago, Yiren solemnly told herself that she must notify her of the surgery.

It's a notice today.

Zheng Ren felt guilty and went up to take the operating box and reported the operation to Yiren first. A complex but simple operation was extremely simple because Zheng Ren said. Yiren smiled and looked at Zheng Ren with a nervous look.

"Boss, this is not how you lick the dog." Su Yun sarcastically said coldly.

Zheng Ren ignored this guy at all, until he saw Xiao Yiren laughing and seemed to carelessly. But if there was a next time, the operation would have to be done. It wasn't possible. We can't delay the operation in order not to be told.

But Yiren didn't take it seriously, and Zheng Ren felt that he was thinking too much.

"Boss Zheng, all the arrangements have been made. The patient's house is crying so hard that he can save his life." Zhou Chunyong walked back happily and said happily: "You have done this surgery today!"

As he said that, Zhou Chunyong gave a thumbs up.

Zheng Ren smiled. It was Zhou Chunyong's statement that he saved his life and didn't need to take it seriously.

"Director Zhou, let's hurry up." Su Yun said, "I'm hungry."

"Oh, right away." Zhou Chunyong went to change his clothes, and Lin Ge chatted with many doctors from the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University and the leaders of the Medical Office.

Soon, Zhou Chunyong changed his clothes and left talking and laughing with Zheng Ren and others.

Director Geng came to Director Ma and asked, "Director Ma, why don't you invite Boss Zheng to a meal? Is this suitable?"

"Boss Zheng won't go." Director Ma sighed: "Zhou Chunyong is really lucky..."

As he said that, he sighed without a trace.

...

...

"Director Zhou, is the patient in a stable state?" Zheng Ren asked casually.

"Fortunately, I woke up from anesthesia and felt a little restless." Zhou Chunyong said, "The rest is fine. I also explained the situation to the patient's family."

"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded, took the Volvo who was in Xie Yiren and followed Zhou Chunyong's car to the restaurant for dinner.

I saw Xiao Yiren talking and laughing all the way, but I was not angry because I didn’t see the operation. Zheng Ren was really relieved.

When he arrived at the hotel, Zhou Chunyong was very excited, and it was a big deal for him to invite Boss Zheng.

Dr. Liao, brought by Zhou Chunyong, was very diligent in his legs and feet, and his face was always filled with a smile, but he was not flattering, which made people happy to see him.

"Manager Feng, I'll help you carry it." As soon as I got off the car, Dr. Liao came to Feng Xuhui with a little familiarity and said respectfully.

"Doctor Liao, you are so polite. I'm a habit, I'm a little obsessive-compulsive, sorry." Feng Xuhui had to carry the big trolley case wherever he went. He had already formed a habit over the past year. Just like a gun in the hand of a soldier, he would restless as long as he was not around.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Dr. Liao said attentively: "It's definitely not beyond your vision, so don't worry. It's obsessive-compulsive disorder. No one in the medical field has ordered it. I didn't dare to drink water for a while. As long as I drink water, there will be problems with the patient. It's strange! It's really a harsh person to have a year left."

Although there was a small deviation, the flattering smile showed why Zhou Chunyong wanted to bring him to the banquet.

In particular, he did not show any special actions to Boss Zheng and Su Yun, but instead took good care of Feng Xuhui and even helped Feng Xuhui to pull up the chairs, which made Xiao Feng very uncomfortable.

Zheng Ren was interesting to see. I don’t know if it was Zhou Chunyong’s intentional instructions or Dr. Liao’s intentional actions when he saw Feng Xuhui’s legs and feet were inconvenient. No matter which one, Zhou Chunyong’s evaluation must be higher than the next level.

Zhou Chunyong was joking and deliberately said a few more boring operations to make Boss Zheng happy.

But for some reason, Boss Zheng, today, had to distract the topic when he mentioned the operation, which made Zhou Chunyong a little scared.

Has Boss Zheng changed his temper? Or something happened that he didn't notice?

When they all sat down, Dr. Liao saw that the arrangement was correct, he subconsciously wanted to pick up his phone and open it for a look. But immediately realized that it was at the restaurant, so he put the phone on his left and observed who had any needs during the meal.

"Doctor Liao, don't be so cramped. They are all their own people. If you are so polite, you will make the boss feel uncomfortable." Su Yun smiled and said, "It's right for you to ignore him. He would rather be a transparent person than be the focus of others."

As he said that, he glanced at Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren nodded slightly.

Dr. Liao felt a little strange. The focus of everyone is a kind of glory and represents many things. Has Boss Zheng been in the spotlight for too long? How could he be disgusted and become the focus?

He suddenly remembered the old-fashioned stutter that "no longer coughs", and smiled slightly, not commenting on Su Yun's words.

"If you want to take your phone, you can take it. I can't live without my phone now." Su Yun said with a smile: "Director Zhou, I still have something to contact. You can chat, don't mind."

"Xiao Su, what are you busy with?" Zhou Chunyong asked.

"Didn't you take a patient to Germany for examination in a few days? The CT of the new algorithm can see the three-dimensional distribution of tumor cells." Su Yun said: "Fugui'er has almost contacted that side, so I'll check it out."

"I heard that Boss Zheng and you have already had a surgery on a child." Zhou Chunyong smiled, "Are you two preparing for the Nobel Prize 2 combo?"

Zheng Ren shook his head slightly.

"Director Zhou, don't be nonsense. Who are you going to put on the fire? You said the Nobel Prize is really useful, is it really useful... Hahaha, why isn't it a six-for-one strike? It's the same as the previous six-yuan win?" Su Yun said, suddenly raised his head and asked.

Zhou Chunyong laughed. The Nobel Prize was not won by Boss Zheng’s house. Isn’t that nonsense?

Su Yun glanced at Dr. Liao. It was obvious that Dr. Liao's care for Feng Xuhui just now made everyone feel good.
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