842 Relying on luck, can Boss Zheng do it?
Zheng Ren wanted to be polite, but Lin Jiaojiao left a sentence as a consultation fee, and then turned around and left with a smile.
"Boss, that's OK. One consultation, I saved a small 100,000 yuan." Su Yun said, tasting the alcoholic smell of vodka.
Little one hundred thousand... Zheng Ren's heart is bleeding.
I really have no common language. After coming to the imperial capital, I am arrogant and extravagant, and I will have to spend a meal of 100,000 yuan?
"What kind of expression do you have? You don't have to spend money. Why do you feel so distressed?" Su Yun said: "Boss, you can't be too stingy, otherwise it will give people the feeling of doing careers with you and having no future."
"I can give you the 20 million euros of the fund to you with confidence. Will there be no future?" Zheng Ren sat down expressionlessly.
Just when Zheng Ren got close to Xiao Yiren, he felt better.
Su Yun ate a meal worth 100,000 yuan, which was called squandering, which was called slutty, and it was called playboy.
Xiao Yiren spends 100,000 yuan on a meal, which is taste and the artistic conception of life.
Well, that's what Zheng Ren thinks.
"Boss, this caviar is really good, you can try it again," said Professor Rudolph Wagner. "I just ordered some more, and the caviar in stock here is gone."
Zheng Ren knew that the professor was talking about the more expensive ones, not ordinary caviar.
Really... no one saves a little?
Looking up, I saw Chang Yue drinking and dancing, and the vodka empty bottles beside me were almost piled up again.
Zheng Ren really has nothing to say to these drunkards.
A waiter wanted to remove the bottle of wine, but was driven away by Su Yun. Zheng Ren estimated that for Su Yun, this was a kind of show-off, a deterrent, and a way for him to show off the whole world.
Fortunately, Chang Yue is here, otherwise, this guy might be arrogant.
Zheng Ren sat down and chatted with Xiao Yiren in a low voice, talking about the patient he had just met. The other four people were cheering and drinking, making them happy.
Whether it is caviar or vodka, it is all covered with a pure word.
In Su Yun's opinion, vodka with ice or other beverages is a waste of resources. Their vodka is made of a whole bottle of ice without a trace of water.
Everyone seemed to be used to this kind of atmosphere, and they didn’t think it was strange that Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren didn’t drink.
As time went by, the atmosphere at the table became more and more intense.
The professor obviously drank too much again, but this time even Oliver had drunk too much. Su Yun's black hair kept floating in front of his forehead, and the light in his eyes was as dazzling as a needle... It should have been measured.
Chang Yue was still the same. Zheng Ren guessed that she had taken off her shoes long ago, and she probably had sweated a lot under her feet.
Although Zheng Ren didn't drink, he felt at ease and didn't feel bored when he saw these guys drinking.
The guests walked one after another, and the newcomers looked surprised when they saw the mountains of vodka bottles.
This is what Su Yun wants, and it feels so refreshing.
Just as Su Yun was planning to clink glasses again, Zheng Ren's cell phone rang.
At this time, Zheng Ren gradually accepted the rhythm of the imperial capital, unlike in the Haicheng emergency ward. As long as the phone rings, the rhythm of emergency rescue will be the rhythm of emergency treatment, and the heart rate will unconsciously speed up.
On the way of drinking, Zheng Ren took out his cell phone and took a look. It was Director Luo.
It’s already past ten o’clock, why did Director Luo call himself?
Could it be that the patient who had tips surgery today had something wrong? Zheng Ren immediately became nervous.
While recalling the operation in his mind, Zheng Ren did not notice any mistakes, and answered the phone.
"Hello, Director Luo." Zheng Ren said first.
At the same time, Director Luo's voice came over, "I'm sorry to bother Boss Zheng so late."
"You're welcome, Director Luo." Zheng Renke replied politely.
"I have an emergency room here, can you take a look?"
"Okay. What emergency room?"
"The varicose veins in the stomach rupture and vomiting of blood, and laparoscopic entrapment. Because the pressure is too high, the blood cannot be stopped at all." Director Luo briefly mentioned the situation.
This is because the pressure of the portal vein is too high, which causes blood leakage at the ligation site after ligation, or the pressure is too high, which directly causes another vein to explode.
Do you need tips surgery in the emergency room?
"I'll arrive as soon as possible." Zheng Ren said, already standing up.
"In the interventional operating room." Director Luo asked.
Zheng Ren nodded, spoke to Director Luo, and then hung up the phone.
"Boss, what's the matter?" Su Yun asked.
"I guess I need to have an emergency tips surgery." Zheng Ren said.
"I and..."
"You have drunk, and you haven't drunk enough, don't go." Zheng Ren refused directly, "I can do it myself, drink less, remember to send Fuguier and Xibaoer back to the hotel safely."
"Okay, you are careful about the surgery." Su Yun said, "Is the roller coaster's problem getting better?"
As he said that, Su Yun laughed.
This guy had drunk too much, and Zheng Ren had no choice but to grab Xiao Yiren's hand and leave quickly.
While getting on the bus quickly, Zheng Ren was thinking about the live broadcast of the surgery.
It was an emergency surgery at night and I didn’t have time to communicate with the patient’s family. It’s a pity that I had a live broadcast of the emergency tips surgery.
Because of the emergency room, Xiao Yiren's car was driving at a speed limit.
It was getting late and the road was still smooth. Fortunately, the exhibition center was not far from 912 and I quickly returned to the hospital.
The two got off the car, but Zheng Ren didn't even change his clothes and went directly to the interventional operating room.
"Yiren, I'll go change my clothes. Let's see you in the operating room." After Zheng Ren said that, he entered the locker room.
Zheng Ren changed his clothes as fast as possible, entered the operating room, and saw that the lights in the operating room were on.
When he arrived at the operation room, Director Luo saw Zheng Ren coming in and stood up.
"Boss Zheng, this patient is a bit tricky. Xiao Zhao did 8 punctures, but none of them succeeded." Director Luo said with a frown.
There was no way, so I called Zheng Ren over. When encountering such a thing in the hospital, it was more taboo to have a doctor who failed to get an operation and called another person.
Many contradictions are triggered in this way.
But Zheng Ren's live tips surgery was successful today, which left a deep impression on Director Luo.
After Zhao Wenhua failed in his fifth puncture, he called Zheng Ren.
Human life is at stake, and he cares whether Zhao Wenhua is shameless or not.
"I'll try." Zheng Ren said.
"Have you done it?" Director Luo frowned and stared at Zheng Ren and asked.
Tips surgery for emergency and chronic diagnosis are two different concepts.
"I have had an emergency tips surgery, so there should be no problem." Zheng Ren said.
"Boss Zheng, the patient sent it to the emergency department, and there was no magnetic dispersion." Director Luo said with some concern.
"No problem, I'll do my best." Zheng Ren didn't dare to say too much, although he felt that it was definitely okay.
Director Luo is still a little worried that the new tips surgical treatment method requires nuclear magnetic diffusion for positioning.
Now there is nothing, and I have returned to the most primitive state, which depends on luck.
Chapter completed!