Manager Tang's eyes bulged out in surprise, and he felt uncomfortable.

What does this mean? Is it a teaching operation?

He looked at the leaded glass in shock, and the two people on the operating table, and the hemostatic forceps were still whistling on Director Zhou's wrist.

Director Zhou, who has always been high and serious, is tamed like a little sheep. Although he has been beaten a lot, his smile on his face has become more and more gentle.

The young Boss Zheng raised his hand from time to time, made a gesture that looked very ordinary, and communicated with Director Zhou.

Although the puncture kit was in, the needle had not moved for a long time. Director Zhou continued to adjust the hand shape according to Zheng Ren's gestures.

It is mainly the angle of the wrist.

Maybe it was because Zheng Ren's surgery was different from Director Zhou Chunyong's habits, or for some other reason, it took nearly five minutes before Director Zhou pulled the button.

Is it successful? Manager Tang didn't notice it, and he didn't care whether the operation could be successful.

All his attention was focused on Director Zhou Chunyong's attitude towards Boss Zheng.

This is not the attitude of an old director toward the backbone of the new generation. He guessed it wrong from beginning to end!

This is the attitude of the students towards the teacher.

After the puncture, Director Zhou Chunyong carefully took out the puncture kit. When he was about to get off the bracket, he turned his head and looked at Zheng Ren.

His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was laughing, thanks, nervousness, excitement, and the eyes in a moment were filled with countless meanings.

Is this the Director Zhou I am familiar with?

Manager Tang remembers that when he just put the consumables into the hospital, Director Zhou Chunyong was picky and was not good at it, but something was wrong there.

In Manager Tang's impression, the two eyebrows are always slightly raised, and they are powerful without anger, which is particularly difficult to deal with. Unlike now, it is like a child completing a very difficult Olympiad math problem, full of joy and showing off to his parents.

It's really...fuck!

Comparing Zhou Chunyong's attitude in the past two days, Manager Tang suddenly understood why Director Zhou didn't want to talk to him at all.

The reason was not the limping little dealer, but the young man next to Director Zhou.

I thought about it before, but now Manager Tang has finally confirmed that it is.

The bracket went down and it went smoothly.

Manager Tang saw that the operation was about to be completed, so he should have left at this time. However, when he saw the limping small dealer sitting on the sofa, he couldn't hide his nervousness and cramping. He moved and sat down.

"Young man, your surname is yours." Manager Tang did not mention that he was also a dealer, but instead made a gentle and familiar style.

Sure enough, the young Feng Xuhui was fooled. He thought that this was the doctor of the Imperial Capital Liver and Gallbladder Hospital. He wanted to stand up, but Manager Tang pressed his shoulder down.

"Sit down and say, don't be so polite."

"My surname is Feng, Feng Xuhui, and he is Changfeng's salesman." Feng Xuhui carefully introduced himself.

"Young and promising."

"You've been awarded."

"Boss Zheng is young, you are even younger. You will be the world of young people in the future." Manager Tang said half-truely, but he felt a little sad for no reason.

Perhaps, the future is really the ones of these young people.

Not maybe, but certainly, this is the law of nature.

"Boss Zheng is of high quality, I don't have much ability." Feng Xuhui said politely.

"When did you and Boss Zheng meet?"

"When I was in Haicheng," Feng Xuhui said: "Then Mr. Zheng came to the imperial capital, and I followed him."

"Xiao Feng, that's wrong with you." Manager Tang smiled and pulled into the relationship between the two and said, "You call Boss Zheng General Zheng because Boss Zheng is in Haicheng. Did you meet the hospital officer when you met?"

"Um."

"I'll say something to you with heartfelt words. If the leader is promoted, the title will rise. Even if it is a deputy, you have to call it as the forehand." Manager Tang said earnestly: "Who did you hear of a certain vice president? Don't they all call the president? Well, of course, it's in the absence of the president."

Feng Xuhui was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he felt that this big brother was right.

"What is Boss Zheng's current identity? The Nobel Prize candidate, you also call Mr. Zheng. It sounds like he is close. In fact, Boss Zheng is not sure whether he is happy or not."

This... won't be... Although I think so, Feng Xuhui's heart began to shake.

After recovering from the injury, Mr. Zheng became much closer to himself after he was discharged from the hospital.

But my attitude...

Feng Xuhui fell into deep thought.

This is just a very ordinary workplace experience. Manager Tang said it to Feng Xuhui because this is not a problem, but he can tell a lot of things from Feng Xuhui's expression.

As we were talking, the operation was completed.

The air-tight lead door opened, and Director Zhou accompanied Zheng Ren out and performed the silhouette of the surgery while picking up the patient.

"Boss Zheng, there is a big difference between listening to your lectures and doing it yourself." Director Zhou took off his mask and looked excited on his face.

"Well, you'll get started very quickly." Zheng Ren said casually, then sat directly in front of the machine and started making silhouettes.

Generally speaking, Zheng Ren does not do this kind of work, but today Director Zhou’s attitude and behavior are too cooperative, and he chases Gao Shaojie from the Affiliated Hospital of the Provincial Medical University, so Zheng Ren doesn’t mind saying a few more words to Zhou Chunyong after the operation.

"Here, you still have problems when you do it. Pay attention to the second operation." Zheng Ren directly adjusted the picture to a certain period of time, which was exactly where Zhou Chunyong was hesitant at the time.

"Yes." Zhou Chunyong said: "With one experience, the next surgery will be better."

After the two of them exchanged their experience of the operation, the second patient had been sent and lay on the operating table.

The nurses were busy, monitoring the ECG and preparing surgical instruments in an orderly manner.

"Boss Zheng, you watch the movie first, I'll clean my hands and disinfect it." Zhou Chunyong said happily, holding the movie bag.

"Okay." Zheng Ren took the bag.

"Zheng..." Feng Xuhui stood up and said, "Boss Zheng, Professor Mu is preparing to buy a plane ticket. He lets you take a look at the time."

"Huh?" Zheng Ren was about to enter the operating room, but when he heard Feng Xuhui's words, he was stunned for a moment, and looked back at him, a little strange.

"..." Feng Xuhui felt a burst of tears when he was seen.

"It's good to call Mr. Zheng." Zheng Renwen said gently: "The operation will end in about seven or eight hours. You can calculate the time and don't need to prepare for the meal time. Just catch the plane."

After saying that, Zheng Ren walked into the operating room with a pouch and inserted the pill into the pill viewer.
Chapter completed!