Qin Liren was like an ant on a pot lid, restless.

It was possible that the surgery was today, but early in the morning, the doctor under the professor who had the surgery ran over and said the operation was delayed, and then disappeared without a trace.

He wanted to find someone to ask about the situation carefully, but after wandering around for a morning, there was no sign of a doctor in the entire ward.

It's so fucking!

Let’s ask the nurse. The nurses are busy with their feet on the back of the head. There are 54 beds in the ward, and only 8 or 9 nurses are working. They don’t have time to chat, so who has the time to take care of them?

It’s so good to be at home, but it’s hard to be outside for a day.

At this time, Qin Liren truly realized this.

Very difficult... it's really difficult.

But he didn't give up, after all, his illness could not be delayed. He didn't eat or drink water, just wanted to try if there was a slight possibility of the operation today.

Unfortunately, no one can be found when sending red envelopes.

At this time, Qin Liren felt so much regretful. If he had known this, he would not have come to the imperial capital for medical treatment. It would be as comfortable as possible to invite a professor to go to the provincial capital for surgery.

Although I have retired, I still have the energy to find a single room in the Second Affiliated Hospital of the Provincial Medical University.

If my wife hadn't been worried that asking a professor would have been wasted any more time, and she said she would do it in the imperial capital, Qin Liren would have returned to the provincial capital.

Soon, at around nine o'clock, the first patient was relieved.

Qin Liren walked around the patient's ward, wanting to go in and ask about the situation, but he couldn't take off his face.

However, seeing that the man seemed to be in good condition, he was chatting and laughing, and nothing happened, Qin Liren was confused.

It must be because the surgery is not serious. How can it be so easy if it is really done?

But listening to the patient's narration and constantly praising the surgeon today, did you guess wrong? Qin Liren suddenly realized that the surgeon today's surgeon was really high!

Qin Liren was a little envious, but at the same time he felt more hatred.

I'm retired and I'm leaving and I can't find a good doctor for surgery?

A breath of air was filled with old blood, and Qin Liren's face, which had originally been black, became even more ugly.

In less than an hour, a second patient was also sent.

Qin Liren didn't care about his face. When the doctor hurriedly asked to return to the operating room, he stopped him and asked: "Doctor, please ask, who is undergoing the operation today?"

"Boss Zheng has an operation." The doctor was very anxious, and sometimes he was a little impatient.

Impatient emotions are rarely seen on the doctor's face, and they are only more common in emergency rescue. But at that time, life was at stake, so why is he so anxious now?

Boss Zheng? Qin Liren immediately remembered the little doctor from Haicheng who asked about his medical history.

But then he threw this idea out of the sky.

Haicheng, the place where birds do not shit, a little doctor, how can a doctor from the imperial capital call him Boss Zheng?

It's just the same surname, yes, that's it.

Qin Liren barely shook the muscles on his face, accompanied him with a "smiling face", and asked again: "Doctor, I think the patient's side effects are very small, and the surgery is very good."

"Of course, today is a demonstration operation. Are you doing something? If not, wait until the operation is over and then come down." After that, the doctor bypassed Qin Liren and trotted all the way.

Qin Liren was very envious, but envious. The stronger his yearning was, the more hatred he felt in his heart.

However, flowers have a day to bloom, and people will never be young.

His son works in Silicon Valley and didn't tell him that he was sick this time, for fear of delaying his work. His son couldn't count on him and he quit. In the future... he will probably be like this in the future.

Qin Liren sighed and felt depressed.

Soon, the third patient was sent down.

The patient was the black-faced man who greeted him at the same ward in the same ward in Qin Liren. This morning, the patients who were in the surgery changed to a ward. Qin Liren talked to the patient for a few words, but he met him, so he squeezed in.

The doctor who sent the patient down was not the one who just now, but another one was replaced.

But the expressions and behaviors of both of them were the same. They hurriedly came down and ran away hurriedly.

"Is the operation going smoothly?" Qin Liren asked in front of the patient with some reservations.

"It's going well, brother, let me tell you that the doctor who performed the surgery today is so awesome." The man with a black face was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.

"Ah? Do you still know the surgery?" Qin Liren was stunned for a moment.

"How can I understand? But I understand the truth!

When I was lying down on the operating table, I saw through the glass that there were doctors in another room, with only a few directors sitting in the seat, and the other doctors standing. There were still a few who couldn't stand down and were in the corridor." The black-faced man said: "Today I said it was a demonstration operation. At first I thought it was a foreigner who came to perform the operation on me? Anyway, there were so many people watching."

"..." Qin Liren despised the black-faced patient who had never seen the world, and at the same time felt sad.

"The operation was done quickly and well, and it was very good. I didn't feel it yet. I just closed my eyes and wanted to have a sleep, but the operation was over." The man said: "But I didn't choose a hemostatic plate. I had to lie in the bed for a day. You said that a hemostatic plate would be more than one thousand. Although I could go to the ground four hours after the operation, I could earn more than one thousand yuan if I lie in one day. Where can I find such a suitable deal, right, brother."

"..." The black air on Qin Liren's face became heavier.

"But I don't look like a foreigner. The doctor who performed the surgery on me had a dark eye, which made people feel very relieved." The black-faced man was still smiling and talking to Qin Liren.

Qin Liren was not interested in listening anymore. His liver fire was so strong that he felt uncomfortable all over.

He turned around and left, forgot to even say hello to the black-faced man.

Back on the hospital bed, Qin Li sat on the hospital bed with a thrill of enthusiasm, not willing to say a word.

"Old man, what's wrong?" My wife picked up an apple and wanted to peel it to Qin Liren.

"I won't eat, I'm going to have surgery!" Qin Liren was furious.

"If you don't eat, I'll eat it." Qin Liren's wife had long been used to his temper.

Being angry is a useless emotion, and everyone understands this principle. However, patients with liver disease have a bad temper and cannot control themselves.

Qin Liren was angry, and the last patient was sent down.

This time, the doctors were not in a hurry. After the two doctors sent the patients down, they slowly walked and chatted.

Qin Liren immediately rushed out, wanting to ask himself when the surgery would be possible.

"Boss Zheng is so awesome," said a doctor.

"Nonsense, if it's not powerful, can Director Kong ask for a demonstration operation?"

"Didn't Director Kong say that he also participated in the research process."

"You believe the boss's words. Look at how Director Kong is busy every day and has time to do scientific research?"

"But Boss Zheng is really young and promising. You must leave him a contact information so that you can ask him to go to our place for surgery in the future."

Qin Liren walked behind the two doctors and eavesdropped.

At this moment, a familiar voice came, "Brother Liren."

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Chapter completed!