"I'm going to have a live broadcast operation tomorrow, and I'm going to have a good rest today. Editor-in-chief Tang, I'm sorry." Zheng Ren "spoken" refused Tang Xiu's kindness.

Looking at Zheng Ren's back as he left, Tang Xiu was stunned.

A photographer holding a camera in his hand said angrily: "What kind of big-tailed wolf is pretending to be a big-tailed wolf, and he also has a live broadcast operation. He is just a little doctor in Haicheng. When he comes to the imperial capital, he thinks he has gone to heaven?!"

Tang Xiu frowned, raised her hand to stop the camera reporter's words.

Is it a live operation? Or is it in the imperial capital? Doctor Haicheng who was invited to the imperial capital for surgery? This seems to be an excellent news topic!

If it is true, that's great.

Tang Xiu immediately asked, "Who knows a doctor you are here?"

A group of three people, another text reporter raised his hand and said, "My high school classmate works as a doctor in the internal medicine department of this hospital."

"Contact now, go find him now." Tang Xiu did not hesitate, and there was no displeasure at all that Zheng Ren refused.

"Editor Tang, what's going on?" The man was also a little dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's attitude and nagged.

"Stupid!" Tang Xiu stretched out his hand and beat the two of them one by one on the back of the head. "I know Dr. Zheng's level. When my father was taken to the hospital by a 120 ambulance, his blood pressure could not be measured. He had an emergency surgery, and my father was transferred from the intensive care unit the next day."

"Editor Tang, I know this. But our kindness has been expressed clearly enough. It is someone who puts his cold butt on our hot face." The photographer said strangely.

"I'm not talking about this." Tang Xiu pondered, "I mean, Dr. Zheng has a very high level, maybe he was really invited to the imperial capital for surgery."

"Editor Tang, it's not that I said you, you're so whimsical. Just Haicheng, are you thinking about it?"

"If you ask, it's all right. Otherwise, we will mobilize all our troops and go back empty-handedly, it's not easy to explain." Tang Xiu used the workplace scriptures to explain, and then convinced the two temporary subordinates.

After calling and contacting the classmate, the three of them hurried to the respiratory ward where they lived.

In the afternoon, it was the time when the internal physician was busy. It was not convenient for the three of them to disturb them, so they stood in the corridor and waited quietly.

Tang Xiu was not idle either. He mobilized his connections in the imperial capital to find the traces left by Zheng Ren in the past few days.

It is really difficult to understand these things without a doctor.

Tang Xiu quickly disappeared from the side, and there was no clue at all. The photographer looked impatient, but Tang Xiu was still higher than him no matter how much he was reluctant, so no matter how much he was, he could only stand in the cold wind of the imperial capital, smoking one by one.

It was not until the evening when the doctor from Haicheng, who was originally from Haicheng, walked out with a look of exhaustion and regret.

"Old classmate, are you here to visit the imperial capital? Do you even remember me if you don't have time?" The doctor reluctantly cheered up and said a few cold and playful words.

"Isn't this what I heard about in the medical injury case that a doctor who was rescued was from Haicheng a few days ago? Let's come and take a look and find news topics. You also know that now, it is easier to achieve results in promoting positive social energy." The doctor's classmate said with a smile.

"Wait until I'll treat you to dinner tonight, let's talk while talking."

Not to mention, I really found the right person.

The doctor was obviously interested in the topic of interviews with Tang Xiu and the others, so he hurriedly changed his clothes and ran out in casual clothes.

It was dark and the few people didn't go far away. They found a familiar restaurant nearby, so they asked for a single room, and started chatting while eating.

"I'm also curious about when such a capable person came out of Haicheng." The doctor sat down and said, "I accompanied my boss out of the clinic early on the morning of the incident. The scene scared me. It was so bloody."

Tang Xiu and the others looked at each other, bloody? What bloody can there be?

"I went to the inpatient department to change my clothes and then rushed to the outpatient clinic. On the way, I saw a flat car pushing over, and someone was driving the way in front of me, just to save some time.

As soon as I saw it, I knew it must be a severe emergency room. But I have seen this kind of thing for a lot of time and I don’t feel anything. Just say, no one will die in the hospital one day." The doctor opened the conversation and talked endlessly.

Several people laughed, they were all veterans at the restaurant. How could they make the atmosphere warm and not embarrassing? This degree is well grasped.

"Later, when the flat car passed by me, I was frightened. The blood flowed down from the flat car without any money. This is not the key, the key is that there is a person kneeling on the flat car and stopping the bleeding with bare hands!"

"What is bleeding with bare hands?" Tang Xiu asked.

"Dr. Fang was stabbed into the liver, diaphragm, and lungs... Let's put it this way, just such injuries can cause shock in one minute and death in five minutes. If President Zheng hadn't made a quick decision, Dr. Fang would have been burning his first seven days now. At this time next year, the grass on the grave would be taller."

Tang Xiu thought about the scene of Zheng Ren kneeling on the flat car, as if back to the day when his father's liver hemangioma broke and fell to the ground.

In just a moment, my whole body was trembling.

Not afraid, but excited.

Before the doctor noticed it, he continued, "My eyes are so sharp that I saw that Mr. Zheng's left shoulder was still bleeding. He was probably injured and wanted to go up and replace him. Unexpectedly, he kicked me in the chest and it still hurts."

"So violent?" The doctor's classmate was surprised.

"Oh, this is not violence. I was just anxious. When I saw a person wearing white clothes on a flat car, and the person who stopped bleeding with his bare hands was a person wearing casual clothes, I subconsciously wanted to go up and help. If I had changed, I would not see that I graduated from a doctorate and stopped bleeding with his bare hands, which was seen in the book. I wouldn't know where the arteries and veins of the liver are and how much force is used." The doctor said.

"What happened later?" Tang Xiu continued to ask.

"It is said that Dr. Fang not only has bleeding, but also has tension pneumothorax. You can check this online by yourself, so I won't give you any popular science. Mr. Zheng used a syringe needle to exhaust gas and added bare hands to stop bleeding, so he sent Dr. Fang to the operating room while living."

"So amazing..." Tang Xiu didn't realize Mingli, his eyes were full of fickleness.

"By the way, we met Dr. Zheng in the afternoon, and he explained that there was a live operation tomorrow? Do you know about this?" asked the doctor's classmate.

"This is not clear. You also know that we are so busy that we have to do scientific research and advance, and some people don't even dare to deal with the partners."

“Why?”

"I don't have time to accompany you. Where did you meet President Zheng?"

"Interventional Department."

"I'll call and ask, wait a moment." The doctor then took out the phone and searched the address book.

Speaking of this "gossip", he asked a few questions and was also curious, so he simply called the interventional physician he knew over.
Chapter completed!