Zheng Ren was busy in the provincial courtyard, and another 12 hours passed.

After the silence ended, he lowered his head and raised his head again.

"Next." Zheng Ren breathed a long sigh and said.

"Doctor Zheng, just received the order from the front, and the subsequent medical team has arrived. You are going back." Director Chen said.

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, was he going back? So suddenly?

Although Su Yun talked about the fact that the subsequent troops were approaching, he was still a little surprised once he received the order.

"The plane at 6 pm." Director Chen looked at the schedule. The doctor of 912 was returning to the imperial capital at 6 pm.

He looked at Zheng Ren's young face with regret, walked over, patted Zheng Ren's shoulder, and said, "Thank you and your help, it's time to go back and take a rest."

This is an order and cannot be refused.

Zheng Ren thought for a while and nodded.

Seven days have passed, and the golden 72 hours have become history. The rescued wounded were treated. Although the remaining surgeries are still very large, with the help of subsequent medical teams, Rongcheng should not have any major problems.

When Zheng Ren suddenly heard this news, he felt lost.

A strong breath in my heart dissipated, and my fatigue was like a tide that was about to flood my whole body.

"Boss, they are here." Seeing that Zheng Ren didn't say anything, Su Yun pointed to the person who had just changed his clothes and came in the corridor, and said.

Zheng Ren nodded and was speechless.

"Doctor Zheng, go and have a picture." Director Chen said.

This is a rule that has always been taken, taking pictures and taking souvenirs. Seeing photos in a few years can also dilute the traces of time and make the memories of this moment clear.

"Boss, do you want me to put on makeup for you? Your face is blue and purple, but it looks bad." Su Yun rarely relaxed and asked jokingly.

"Yiren, come." Zheng Ren waved to Xie Yiren who was busy in the operating room.

"Ah? What's wrong?" Xie Yiren was about to prepare the next surgical instrument when he saw Zheng Ren wave to him and walked out in confusion.

"The subsequent medical team is here, we are going home." Zheng Ren said.

Xie Yiren was stunned for a moment, and she had only been here for less than a day.

Damn it, it's all this bastard Zheng Ren!

Xiao Yiren immediately recalled that when she was in the supermarket, this guy turned off his phone and didn't reply to his message.

But she was not persistent or willful, just nodded and raised her ponytail.

"Yiren, why are you going back?" Su Yun asked.

"When the car is put here, I will tell my dad that I can just find someone to drive back." Xie Yiren leaned against Zheng Ren and said, "I want to fly back with you."

She was very cautious, as if she was afraid that Zheng Ren would leave again without saying goodbye.

"When I go back, I have to have a massage first, and then sleep well for three days and three nights with the quilt. I am so tired!" Su Yun muttered.

Passing by the new doctors, eyes staggered, full of firmness and belief.

No words, just eye contact is enough.

When he arrived at the locker room, Zheng Ren sat quietly in a corner, silently dazed.

I haven't enjoyed the time of dazedness for a long time. After entering Sichuan, I have been running around and trying to save every minute and every second.

Suddenly I got idle, this feeling was really weird.

"Boss, smoke a cigarette." Su Yun turned into a box of cigarettes like magic and threw it to Zheng Ren.

"Where did it come from?" Zheng Ren was surprised.

"Why is it difficult to ask anyone for a cigarette?" Su Yun despised Zheng Ren's question. He did a good job in the operation, why did he still have to be smart about these things?

Zheng Ren smiled, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and held it in his mouth.

A disposable lighter in Su Yun's hand played with the zippo posture, rolling and jumping between his fingers, as if he was an elf.

Zheng Ren didn't smoke much, and he had never studied these dazzling things. In his opinion, smoking is just smoking, smoking is just smoking. Eating is just eating, eating is just eating, eating is just eating. As for whether it tastes good or not, it is another concept.

Open the window and the warm and humid air penetrated in. When he approached the window, Zheng Ren took a puff of cigarette.

"Take a shower, change your clothes, it's time to go home." Su Yun's voice was a little ethereal, as if he was lost in memory.

"When I go back, there is still a lot of things to do." Zheng Ren thought about it and asked, "When the tips surgery is done, don't complain."

"It's okay, it has nothing to do with me. I just need to be responsible for data processing, collecting and organizing information. For me, it's enough to move these things." Su Yun didn't care, so he raised his hand and moved his little finger.

"I think the place is a little small, and the ward is not big enough." Zheng Ren felt a little regretful.

Now that the intervention level is close to the peak level, Zheng Ren feels that his tips surgery is absolutely unparalleled.

Faced with a patient group like the sea of ​​the imperial capital, the problem of not enough surgery is limited.

Moreover, there are two phases of tips surgery to be performed, which are all headaches.

"Boss, do you know that Union He has not intervened in the ward at all?" Su Yunyouran said.

"Uh...I don't know." Zheng Ren didn't know about these gossips, so he shook his head.

"The old director of Union Medical College was an academician of the two academies back then, and his status in the world was so high. Union Medical College, you know that the place was so small that it was so small. He had to give him a small ward in the hospital, but the old man refused." Su Yun said.

"Why?" Zheng Ren was puzzled.

It’s a great thing to give it to the ward or at Union Hospital. Will anyone refuse?

"I don't know either, I only know about this. Now, because Director Pan of Union has no ward, he can only go to the department and undergo surgery in other wards." Su Yun said.

Well? This is a way of thinking.

"And if you want to increase the amount of surgery, I think it's one thing to do it in this hospital, and more importantly, it's going to run the flying knife." Su Yun actively made suggestions. It seems that this incident has been through his heart several times recently.

"I've thought about this." Zheng Ren nodded.

However, I need to take advantage of the weekend to run a flying knife. I don’t know if I usually go out of work...

"I've been confused lately and didn't expect too many things. Take one step and look at it." Su Yun said

Yes, I can only take one step at a time.

As long as you have the skills, you won’t have much to worry about.

As for time, Zheng Ren was not sure, and he had to wait until Dr. Mehar came before discussing. Then, there would be a definite information.

After just smoking the cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt into the toilet and flushed it away. Zheng Ren began to take a shower.

Just rush it out and hurry up and be more nimble, and you will definitely not be able to wash away all your fatigue and dust.

Going back doesn’t mean it’s much easier for Zheng Ren, it’s a brand new journey.
Chapter completed!