"Say!" Ma Quan's voice was a little heavy, and the voices of the financial boss and sales director who were arguing suddenly became weaker.

They were all old buddies who fought together back then, and they could feel the anger in Ma Quan's heart.

This anger must have been directed at me, but I didn't vent it. I don't know which unlucky guy called in at this time...

"What? Let me pass?"

"What a joke!"

"roll!"

The horses burst out with endless anger like a volcano.

As he grew older and as his status improved, Ma Quan rarely sweared. The two directors looked at each other and ended the quarrel quietly.

Ma Quan hung up the phone angrily, threw his phone on the table, and made a "bang".

"Play the piano randomly!" Ma Quan said angrily.

"Mr. Ma, who made you angry?" a subordinate asked with concern.

"Hey!" Ma Quan didn't say anything, he was stunned suddenly, as if he had remembered something.

"Mr. Ma? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you need to call a doctor?"

"Mr. Ma?"

Seeing that his situation was wrong, Ma Quan's secretary quickly asked.

"I'm fine." Ma Quan waved his hand, "Don't talk."

The conference room fell into a dead silence, and everyone looked at each other without saying a word.

After more than ten minutes, Ma Quan slowly stood up and picked up his phone. Every movement was very slow, as if it was slow motion.

"Check, is there any air tickets to Haicheng before 8 o'clock tonight?" Ma Quan said, with a strange expression.

Haicheng? Where is that?

Few people here know the name of this city a few months ago. However, recently, this name has always existed in Changfeng mildly invasive.

Many people in the company have expressed dissatisfaction with the policy tilting towards Haicheng.

Mr. Ma wants to put down the board of directors that is crucial to the company and rush to Haicheng?

The secretary doesn't ask why, check it immediately.

"Mr. Ma, there are no air tickets today." said the secretary.

There are not airplanes between the third and fourth-tier cities like Haicheng and the imperial capital every day.

"Then drive." Ma Quan had returned to normal at this moment, and said calmly, completely different from the angry Ma Quan a few minutes ago.

After saying that, Ma Quan called out the phone.

"Is Feng Xuhui?"

"I will go to Haicheng at noon and see you in the first courtyard of the city."

After saying that, Ma Quan hung up the phone.

Changfeng Slightly Invaded Many middle and senior management were surprised. What happened to Mr. Ma? He was called by a regional manager with almost no sales?

This matter has a strange smell.

"You keep quarreling." Ma Quan said coldly.

...

...

Feng Xuhui's heart slid down to the bottom of the valley like a roller coaster, but then flew high in the next moment.

His hand holding the phone trembled slightly, his back and palms were filled with sweat.

Although I once threatened to resign, it was not that easy to make up my mind to resign.

When Feng Xuhui was scolded by Ma Quan, he was completely disappointed. But unexpectedly, a few minutes later, Director Ma called and said he wanted to come here by car directly.

This is simply the most bizarre plot.

After living in a desperate situation, a bizarre thought arose in Feng Xuhui's heart, and he became more and more determined to believe that the immortal guided the imperial capital.

Back in the operation room, watching Zheng Ren skillfully complete the TIPS operation, Feng Xuhui's heart gradually calmed down.

Holding Mr. Zheng’s thigh, sure!

If you can't even do the things that hold your thighs well, what else can you do!

Zheng Ren had no difficulty in surgery on the other hand. He had already eliminated patients without surgical indications before the operation. Moreover, Zheng Ren became more and more proficient in judging the puncture points by using new methods.

There are 4 TIPS surgeries, and each one takes less than half an hour on average. The same is true for the second phase surgery, and you are generally proficient.

Proficient surgery and excellent techniques not only give Feng Xuhui confidence, but also strengthens Director Kong's belief.

Sure enough, all TIPS surgery was completed at around 11 o'clock.

"Bring the patients with Buga syndrome," Zheng Ren said.

After saying that, he suddenly realized something, "By the way, did the patient give a preoperative explanation?"

"..." Dean Zhang felt refreshed and completely forgot about this.

What is Bugat syndrome and where is TIPS surgery important?

As for Wang Qiang, this patient belongs to Cheng Lixue, and it has nothing to do with him.

Seeing the expressions of Dean Zhang and Wang Qiang, Zheng Ren smiled bitterly. He was so hot that he was shaving his head, so it was difficult to deal with it.

"Teacher Zheng, why don't we have lunch?" Dean Zhang laughed and said, "I was negligent about what I told before the operation. I will arrange for someone to do it now."

Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment. After all, this place is not the first hospital of the city. If he crosses Dean Zhang and insists on undergoing surgery, would he be too arrogant, too domineering, and too hateful?

Sighing, Zheng Ren said, "Director Zhang, it's not that I have to undergo surgery. Bugat syndrome looks particularly serious. In fact, interventional surgery can cure it."

"..." Although Dean Zhang was involved in the intervention, he had no idea about Buga syndrome.

There is no case of this rare disease in half a lifetime. What is there to study? If you encounter it, wouldn’t there be higher-level hospitals such as the Imperial Capital and the Magic City?

If you have that energy, it is better to study more common diseases.

Seeing this, Gao Shaojie knew Zheng Ren’s thoughts and gave Wang Qiang a wink.

Wang Qiang hesitated for a moment, but then he thought that this was a good opportunity to wipe out Cheng Lixue's face. He smiled and said to Dean Zhang, "Director Zhang, why don't you go to have a meal and you'll be busy all morning. I'll communicate with the patient."

Dean Zhang nodded, and then warmly greeted Zheng Ren to have a meal.

Zheng Ren was tired and hungry, and could not hold on with a strong aura.

President Zhang's attitude towards Zheng Ren has changed again.

Being able to do surgery is a skill, but not a great skill.

People who can do surgery are suppressed without surgery, and they are in a miserable life, or are sent to the farm to raise rabbits.

But that's just know how to do it, and it's definitely not enough to reach the level of hospitalization in the emergency department of the first hospital in the city.

Look, in a few days, they didn’t even go to the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University in the provincial capital, and just jumped to the imperial capital at a triple level.

If such a person doesn’t say he is flattered, he will have to leave behind Duan Shanrong. In the future, he will definitely be on the head of others.

At noon, I had a meal in the hospital's small stove canteen.

Although the small stove canteen has shrunk several times and the first hospital of the city, but the guests who were valued by the president still made an extremely sumptuous meal.

There was no drinking, and there was less atmosphere. However, Dean Zhang was good at dancing and talked about many strange stories in the medical circle, and everyone was having a lot of fun chats.

As he spoke, a slight snoring came.
Chapter completed!