Fan Tao stood not far away, not in a hurry, just looked at him. He rarely looked at the patient's family, and his eyes were more on Smith.

Zheng Ren had no choice but to stop the man from kicking his wife. He tried hard to comfort him for ten minutes before breaking out of the woman's arm.

After the emergency rescue was over, the irritable Hulk transformed and returned to be gentle and elegant.

"Mr. Fan, let's go." Zheng Ren waved and said.

"Yes." Fan Tao didn't talk much.

"Old Liu, contact us on WeChat. President Wang, are the provincial experts here?" Zheng Ren was worried and asked again.

"It will arrive soon." Dean Wang said. He looked at Fan Tao with a vague fear.

Zheng Ren calmed down and left with Fan Tao.

"Doctor Zheng, please wait a moment." President Smith shouted quickly and followed him trotted.

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren glanced sideways, not giving President Smith a good look at all.

President Smith was a little embarrassed, but he witnessed everything in it with his own eyes, so he couldn't help but bow his head.

Whether it is the pressure from the upper level of the company or the attitude of those high-ranking experts and professors in the academic circle, this young Dr. Zheng has refreshed President Smith's cognition.

"I deeply reflected on my mistakes." President Smith changed to seventy-six-minute Chinese and said in a tone of reporting to his leader: "I regret that such a thing happened. I promise you that the business sold in China will be completely rectified."

As he said that, he bent down and said seriously: "The sales manager on this side has been fired."

Zheng Ren glanced at him and didn't see the young man who handed him his business card yesterday. He nodded and greeted Fan Tao to leave.

President Smith shrugged his shoulders, looking angry and frustrated.

He dared not provoke this young man who could not tell the depth of his own, but could make an independent director call the headquarters and also be able to carry a large hand of international intervention to remote mountain villages.

I could only watch the young back go further and further until it disappears.

Go back and explain this to the independent director. It’s really a disaster. What does it have to do with me? Smith thought hatefully.

There was a Wrangler downstairs, with square and few electronic components, which exuded a sense of simplicity and toughness.

"Boss Zheng, please." Fan Tao gave Zheng Ren to the passenger seat and started the car.

The roar sounded, and Zheng Ren felt something strange.

“Modified?”

"Yes." Fan Tao responded.

"The roads in the desert are not easy to walk, and civilian vehicles will fall into it. Even if they are modified, some roads should be avoided." Fan Tao's voice was very heavy, which matched the modified Wrangler.

"I thought it was a small desert, the kind that could reach the center in half an hour." Zheng Ren smiled.

It wasn't about going to Lop Nur or Sahara, there was a big desert on this side. But Zheng Ren's idea was very clear that it was wrong, and the Wrangler silently told him the truth.

The car has a lot of space. Zheng Ren sat in it and felt that the seats were a bit hard, which was completely different from Xiao Yiren's Volvo x60. But it doesn't matter. Someone took him to the desert, so what else is there to be picky about?

He posed in a very comfortable position to relieve the poor return of veins in both legs caused by long-term standing.

As the legs moved, Zheng Ren could feel some slight changes in the large saphenous vein in his legs.

Pay more attention in daily life, so that you won’t wear stockings like Director Wei when you are old.

A big man is really weird in stockings. The women's clothing boss Zheng Ren didn't object, but he felt a little weird when he turned into a women's clothing boss.

"The little desert is boring. It's spring now, and some stars are invisible." Fan Tao said: "Thinking that you have to go back to the imperial capital, there may be some problems in time. Dr. Su Yunsu and I discussed it. When we go back, we will not take a plane and will be delivered by my car."

"Oh." Zheng Ren had no feeling about this. It was not very far anyway. It was a seven or eight hour drive. If it was to catch a plane, it would delay more time.

"Boss Zheng, is the rescue of the little girl today going smoothly?" Fan Tao was silent for a while and barely found a topic.

He is not good at chatting, just like himself. This blunt topic and awkward atmosphere gave Zheng Ren a very friendly feeling.

"Fortunately, although we don't cooperate well, it's enough to have a sterile operating room and disinfected equipment." Zheng Ren replied.

When Zheng Ren answered questions, he basically did not use questions, nor did he leave a thread, so that the other party could easily pick it up. He found the topic and chatted easily and happily.

Zheng Ren is at least a master-level title as a topic terminator.

Fan Tao was very straightforward. He was silent for a long time when facing the ending topic.

Xilin Town is not big, and it takes more than ten minutes to drive out of the town. On a straight road, the Wrangler drove rapidly.

Although it is April, there is still not much green around it. Yellow and white spots appear between the earth and the sky, making it a little desolate.

After more than ten minutes, Fan Tao asked slowly: "Boss Zheng, are my brother sure of his surgery?"

"I have only seen Director Mao's surgery once, and the level is very high. Mr. Chu Huainan's aortic dissection aneurysm is not serious, just the next stent is enough, and it is not very dangerous." Zheng Ren said.

"My brother said he wanted to have surgery for you, and now he is waiting for you to go back in the ward."

"..." Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.

"He has a stubborn temper and we can't persuade him." Fan Tao said in a deep voice: "I also know that the risk of waiting for a few days is not great, but I'm still a little worried."

Zheng Ren remembered the old man wearing a Chinese double-breasted coat, why did he have to wait for himself to go back for the surgery? It was just the next thoracic aortic stent. This kind of surgery is too difficult.

"Mr. Chu is already hospitalized?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Well, I guess he has been hospitalized before you arrive and has made pre-operative preparations." Fan Tao said: "Actually, according to my idea, I will send you directly back to the imperial capital and have surgery first. As for this, my people will arrange for Boss Zheng to have fun all the members of your team."

"..." Zheng Ren was speechless, thinking about what Fan Tao said, and felt chills in his heart.

"As for Boss Zheng, if you want to play, I have friends in Chile, so I can arrange for you to have a fun time in the Atacama Desert for 1 week.

There are the most astronomical observatorys in the world on that side, and there are many constellations that cannot be seen in the northern hemisphere in the southern hemisphere. In theory, it is much more fun than this side." Fan Tao looked ahead and said seriously.

It sounds good, Zheng Ren has an impression of the Atacama Desert, which is located between the three countries of Chile, Argentina and Peru.

If you have enough time, you can travel in the desert. After enjoying your life, you can go to the Pampas Grassland to eat ten miles of steak...

That feeling is really great.

But Zheng Ren expressed his dissatisfaction with this by being half-kidnapped.

"Later Yingzi insisted that it was not possible." Fan Tao smiled, "I am now at the perspective of the patient's family. I have some ideas, so let's just say it, but please don't care, Boss Zheng."

Zheng Ren nodded.

If this sentence is considered a threat to yourself, it will really hit the weak point. There is no good idea for the patient's family.

Although he knew it was a joke, his smile still became a little stiff.

"To be honest." Fan Tao's muscles on his face were as hard as rocks, and his smile was not soft at all, as if it had never changed. "After I learned this news, I wanted to take my brother to the United States for surgery. I've seen a patient with aortic dissection. He sat up from the bed, his face turned pale as paper, and then he died."

"But Yingzi said, you are a visiting professor at Mayo Clinic and gave a class at Mayo Clinic a while ago." As he said that, Fan Tao turned his head and looked at Zheng Ren, as if he still refused to believe Song Ying's words.

Zheng Ren looked too young, and he didn't look like a doctor who could do surgery himself.

"Well, it's not considered a lecture. I just received an email from Mayo's research team to help them solve a medical problem." Zheng Ren looked at the Gobi outside the window and said lightly.

"I didn't believe it at first." Fan Tao said frankly, "but I happened to encounter emergency rescue. I learned about the relevant situation and made a basic judgment on Boss Zheng's surgical level."
Chapter completed!