It is said that only the surgeons with the most violent typhoons will beat and scold them on the operating table. These people are generally unwelcome to them. The young doctors and nurses respect each other in person and hate them in private.

Even if you encounter a bad tempered travel nurse, you will be scolded by the surgeons who throw equipment in the operating room.

However,

Boss Zheng’s hemorrhagic pliers and the “rough” typhoon, 912 are well known.

But when everyone talks about it, they just joked that Boss Zheng was young but arrogant and domineering, and the typhoon was not good. However, there were many people who wanted to get hit by the hemorrhagic pliers.

But Boss Zheng rarely knocks on people.

Zhao Wenhua also thought that his level was much better than the bald training doctor from other places in Boss Zheng’s group. If he were to be knocked out by Boss Zheng two...

But I can only think about it.

Who is here to receive the baptism of hemostatic forceps? Zhao Wenhua looked at him with his head protruding.

"Gaha stuff?" The professor heard a voice at the door, looked at Zhao Wenhua, and asked with a straight look.

When Director Kong did not come back, Zhao Wenhua said that the medical team was eating more and taking more food. Professor Rudolph Wagner still remembers it.

Although the boss didn't say anything, the professor was not very sensible. Every time he met Zhao Wenhua, he would stare at him.

"Professor Rudolph, why didn't you come on stage?" Zhao Wenhua smiled gently, and didn't mind the professor's tone. Seeing that he was discovered, he walked in.

"I'm going back to Germany. The boss said he knocked on two new surgeries and asked me to take them for a few more days. After I left, someone would have the surgery." Professor Rudolf Wagner said, "What are you thinking? I don't accept it. What are you looking at?"

Zhao Wenhua really wants to tell you what to do.

Forget it, let's bear it, not just as good as an international friend. He comforted himself.

Professor Rudolph Wagner is a tall and powerful man, and he will suffer a loss if he really fights.

Through the leaded glass, Zhao Wenhua happened to see Boss Zheng holding a hemostatic pliers in his hand. The pliers reflected the light of the shadowless lamp, like a magical tool.

"Eat more and take more, and say what are you looking at?" Professor Rudolf Wagner said unhappily, "You have no surgery on that side?"

"This is not the morning when Boss Zheng said that I had a wrong diagnosis. I have some understanding and want to communicate with Boss Zheng." Zhao Wenhua was very dissatisfied with the word "eating more" and taking more, but he still said with a smile.

"Communication? You've misread the whole wave, but you're just talking nonsense!" Professor Rudolf Wagner's tone seemed to Su Yun in contempt, "It's useless to squat here by begging for nothing. I'm so stupid. You can't learn anything the boss said."

Zhao Wenhua was stunned for three seconds.

Professor Rudolf Wagner is scolding himself in Northeastern dialect?!

A stream of passion surged over his head, and Zhao Wenhua felt that Venus emerged in front of his eyes.

No, your scheming should be deeper, and more deeper, Zhao Wenhua told himself in his heart.

With a long sigh, he quickly returned to normal.

"When I see fast in and out, I think it is a malignant tumor. I can watch a movie and it's like a blind man." The professor continued to speak in fluent Northeast dialect.

I endured it, Zhao Wenhua took a deep breath to keep himself calm, and then asked with a smile, "Professor Rudolph, who is the artist inside?"

Professor Rudolf Wagner was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Zhao Wenhua to change the topic so quickly.

"Everyone said it was new." The professor ignored Zhao Wenhua and turned to see the operation.

The operation was very slow, but it was still stable, step by step with a scheming and eye-catching step by step.

Doctors from professional backgrounds, especially doctors from the world's top hospitals, have their own advantages and solid basic skills.

After seeing Xiao Yi Zhou's surgery, she had dozens of them, and Lin Yuan was very impressed countless times. Today, she was not afraid of getting on stage.

Zhao Wenhua smiled and saw Professor Rudolph Wagner turn around to see the operation. He stood next to the professor and smiled and looked at the "newcomer" for the operation.

The craftsman is not doing it quickly and can see a hint of awkwardness.

There were at least two points in one operation, Zhao Wenhua thought.

However, seeing the bleeding-stopping pincers shaking from time to time, the sound of slapping echoed in my mind, I was really envious.

Zhao Wenhua also wanted to be fucked by Boss Zheng twice, even once.

Alas, what a pity, who made me misunderstood before?

He sighed in his heart, and looked at the slightly clumsy operation of the craftsman on the screen, feeling infinite regret.

If there was a chance in the world to come back, Zhao Wenhua would definitely not turn against Boss Zheng because of that hospital bed.

Maybe... forget it, there is no regret medicine at all.

Seeing that the time was coming, his surgery was about to begin, he walked out quietly.

If you go back to the past and everything happens again, Zhao Wenhua feels that he will understand the key points of life.

Giving all the beds to Boss Zheng also needs to enter his medical team. If that happens, there will be no setbacks and blows, and there will be no empty complaints.

After walking out one move, Zhao Wenhua sighed.

Unfortunately, there was no chance to have another chance. I couldn't just accept it. I could only watch others being fucked by Boss Zheng with envy and jealousy, rather than being fucked by Boss Zheng.

To cheer up, Zhao Wenhua cleanly completed the interventional embolization surgery for three liver cancers today.

The operation was done beautifully, one per hour. Zhao Wenhua felt that he was stimulated by Professor Rudolph today, and his level increased.

After making the last one, he tore off the sterile clothes, thorned the lead clothes and hung them on the shelf.

After looking at it, it was almost twelve o'clock.

I have three surgeries a day, but it’s still a bit difficult, so I’ll do two in the future.

Gradually, I got older and stopped eating for lunch. I started sweating during the last surgery.

If this continues, the body cannot bear it. Interventional surgery is different from other surgical procedures. After all, taking radiation. If it is really time, don’t get cancer.

But if you fool it hastily, it won’t work, but Zhao Wenhua can’t overcome that hurdle in his heart.

It is better to do less surgery and earn less money than to be more meticulous. One is one.

He turned around and left, and before he could reach one move, he heard Professor Rudolph Wagner's voice coming out, "Boss, you're done with an old nose!"

Well……

Isn’t that new girl with a ponytail undergoing surgery? Why did Boss Zheng come on stage by himself?

Zhao Wenhua was a little curious and looked at him again.

Boss Zheng walked out of the surgery room and said as he walked, "Fuguier, go and send the patient, I will tell Lin Yuan about the operation."

"Yes!" Professor Rudolf Wagner no longer had the rebelliousness he had when he talked to Zhao Wenhua before, and happily went to see the patient off.
Chapter completed!