"Well……"

Everyone was stunned.

Zhou Congwen didn't say much, and the game continued.

But no one talked about it next, and no one chatted with Zhou Congwen about the hospital, and the atmosphere became strange and inexplicable.

Playing cards one by one, Zhou Congwen's "card skills" seemed to have made great progress, and the next company was seen so hard, and the other two companies were also miserable.

The weirdest thing is that Zhou Congwen doesn't even look at the cards, and doesn't use his thumb to touch the cards. Each one seems to be transparent to him.

"Touch yourself."

"Professor Zhou, you are..." Dr. Zang asked in surprise.

"Good luck." Zhou Congwen said, "What is the most important thing on the card table? You can play blindly. If you get lucky, you can't stop it."

“…”

“…”

Several people were speechless.

It is obvious that Zhou Congwen is talking nonsense. No matter how lucky he is, he can touch himself without reading the cards? But how did he do it?

Countless questions rose above the heads of several people.

After Zhou Congwen touched his own hand several times, everyone's faces were gray and choking. Dr. Zang asked tentatively, "Professor Zhou, have you remembered all the cards?"

"Absolutely." Zhou Congwen admitted directly, "Are we doing microsurgery? Each card has a slightly different texture, so I can remember it."

“!!!”

"Or how can I change cards when playing a regular game? It's almost the same principle. It's not difficult to have a trick." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "Is playing cards? For me, it's basically a bright card, so I said I won't let you go."

"Those few hands..." Dr. Zang asked stammeringly.

"I have to touch it myself or watch you play to know what each card looks like." Zhou Congwen took out Bai Lingzhi and pointed a stick on his own, "Don't be stubborn, who dares to be fooled? Be careful that I will hold a grudge."

Still bringing this?

Dr. Zang, Liu Wei, Shen Lang and others were confused.

"I have always been very stingy. When I was in the Third Hospital of Jianghai City, the old director refused to let me go to the outpatient clinic. " Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, flipped the cards, and touched himself again.

Everyone was speechless.

"Crash~" Zhou Congwen began to shuffle.

"I promised to have an hour, just one hour. How much you lose, I just want to relax. By the way, playing cards is really easy, remember to call me when playing cards in the future."

After Zhou Congwen shuffled the cards, he took out the white Ganoderma lucidum, and trembled his wrist and jumped out and held it in his mouth.

The wrist flipped again, and the flames rose between the fingers.

He looks like an old gambling man.

“…”

"I will write down the tricks if I play tricks, and I will be in the surgery and anesthesia department in the future... Hahaha, don't be afraid of me, but I have a good relationship with Han Chu." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "If you don't want to play, you can't just play, but maybe Han Chu will fall from the sky at any time."

The three people on the poker table burst into tears.

This is... I told myself openly that Zhou Congwen was playing the clear cards and could only play the dark cards. The key is that he had to play the same thing.

Losing some money is nothing, once Han Chu falls from the sky...

When they thought of Director Han who was as fat as the ball, they felt ashamed.

I have no idea, I just hope that I can lose less when an hour arrives.

Less than points.

But wishes are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Zhou Congwen has never been there since he went to the village. As he said, he was playing Ming Card himself.

Zhou Congwen rarely plays the cards that others want. Although some cards looked a bit weird at the time, it was obvious that Zhou Congwen played wonderfully when he showed up in the end.

It's really a bright card.

After a few moves, Zhou Congwen's words were confirmed--he was indeed a clear card.

If you can't leave, no one will be so stupid that you provoke Director Han for this little money, even if it's just a possibility.

"Old Liu, it's actually quite interesting to play cards, especially bullying people." Zhou Congwen said with a smile while playing, "Remember to call me when playing cards in the future."

Liu Wei cried the most sadly.

He has been struggling in society for so many years and has seen many things about his immediate bosses who love to play mahjong.

What will happen if your subordinates have a little bit of motivation?

Let's play with it.

Those with high level can feed their leaders comfortably, while those with low level can only lose with a tough bullet and win.

Leaders like Zhou Congwen are so abominable!

It is very worry-free to play mahjong with him, so you don’t have to think about how to control the game, because the whole situation is under the control of Zhou Congwen.

But he hugged him too hard!

In less than half an hour, the game ended.

In Liu Wei's expectation, Zhou Congwen should have waved his hand generously and returned the money to others.

After all, Zhou Congwen was so generous to the medical team, so how could he care about the three melons and two dates in front of him?

But everyone was silently watching Zhou Congwen put the money on, and they were speechless.

"Then I'll leave first." Zhou Congwen smiled, "Call me next time I come and play."

Zhou Congwen said to Liu Wei while leaving.

Liu Wei sighed deeply. Zhou Congwen smashed his way to play mahjong completely. Who dares to call him in the future?

Even if you call yourself, would you be embarrassed to go?

If Zhou Congwen comes again, his reputation in this circle will completely ruin the streets.

key!

key!!

Zhou Congwen even threatened people while playing cards, and it was impossible not to play.

The whole hospital knows that the orthopedic bone cement caused heart problems with orthopedics. Zhou Congwen and Han have a good relationship so much that they wear a pair of pants.

With Han in the hospital, who dares to offend Zhou Congwen because of the big sanitary mahjong.

Liu Wei looked at the mahjong on the table reluctantly and sighed.

"Actually, it's pretty boring. What do you think, Lao Liu."

After leaving, Zhou Congwen asked.

"Yes, it's quite boring." Liu Wei replied disdainfully.

"I'm asking you for something today." Zhou Congwen said, "The day after tomorrow, spinnaker technology is required."

"What technology?" Liu Wei was stunned.

"How to say it." Zhou Congwen naturally knew what to say, and he just said it casually, "Because it is a small incision, the pericardium and fat may block the operative field. You know this."

"I understand." Liu Wei was cautious.

A small incision of 6,7cm was performed for heart bypass surgery, and every millimeter had to be fully utilized. And Liu Wei still couldn't understand how such a small hole could be performed.

In Liu Wei's limited experience, the surgical field of Zhongzheng's sternum was sometimes not big enough, let alone the small "hole" chosen by Zhou Congwen.

"This technology is to relieve stress for you." Zhou Congwen continued, "A normal operation requires ventilation at times and ventilation at times, which requires a high level of demand for anesthesiologist. The boss brought relevant equipment, and I thought this was to lower the threshold."

"After all, finding an anesthesiologist with a high level and able to cooperate with the surgeon requires a medical team to run in for enough time. This alone is enough to block most hospitals."

"Come on a little bit, I'll tell you in advance."
Chapter completed!