The patient's condition was a little calmer. The anesthesiologist was facing a great enemy, carrying tracheal intubation, balloon and rescue medicine, and sat on the flat car covered in blood, and followed the iCu.

Xie Yiren put on a pair of gloves and helped clean up the operating room.

Zheng Ren wanted to help, but was squeezed out by Xie Yiren on his shoulder.

"Boss Zheng, you're amazing! You're so amazing!" Director Luo was convinced this time, and did not hide his emotions at all.

Looking at Director Luo's thumb up, Zheng Ren smiled, bent down slightly, and said politely: "Director Luo, what you said is just a basic operation."

"..." Zhao Wenhua was speechless, and he hated him in his heart.

He had already entered a misunderstanding, and he was getting further and further away, and could not turn back. Every word from Zheng Ren seemed to be directed at himself in his heart.

Basic operation? Emergency tips surgery, do you actually say it is a basic operation? Only you can do it, but everyone else is fucking eating?!

Zheng Ren didn't expect that his humility would actually cause hatred. Even if he knew, he didn't care.

If you break ten times with one force, Zheng Ren will crush everyone with his technical level. So what can he do if he hates him?

As a doctor, can't get the surgery down?

"Boss Zheng, I won't be so humble." Director Luo said with a smile: "I have encountered many patients who vomited blood in the emergency department and have failed laparoscopic cleavage, and they all died after a mouthful of blood."

Director Luo said, as if he had remembered many cases, many vivid faces gradually became pale and his emotions were a little sad. However, this time he succeeded, and he was particularly curious.

"How did you succeed in the puncture just now?" Director Luo asked.

"As I do it too much, more information can be provided on the image. Is practice making perfect?" Zheng Ren couldn't explain the passive ability of [Reconstruction], so he pushed it to practice making perfect.

"How many surgeries can be practiced..." Director Luo sighed.

But he immediately remembered that when Zheng Ren first came, he said that he had had an emergency tips surgery.

Just how familiar one?

This... Director Luo is a little unbelievable, but the facts are right in front of him, and he has nothing to say.

"Boss Zheng, I made an appointment with several patients for MOD, and I will be admitted to the hospital after the completion of the patient. Then I will watch your surgery live broadcast." Director Luo said with a smile.

Zheng Ren was really grateful to Director Luo, and this kind of support was unimaginable.

At least when he returned to work in 912 and went to the dock to worship, Zheng Ren did not expect that the situation would be opened up so soon.

"Thank you, thank you." Zheng Ren thanked repeatedly.

"Boss Zheng, a few of my classmates contacted me today and asked if I knew the person who was broadcasting the surgery. Hahaha, you really gave me a face." Director Luo said, laughing out loud.

The characters are broken all over the ground.

Zheng Ren could feel Director Luo’s inner compliment. Although the operation was not done by him, the patient was provided by him, and he had the opportunity to watch a tips operation up close.

Although he is late, isn't there another time? Zheng Ren estimated that Director Luo would have to send the patient with him next time.

The classmates he mentioned are probably very high in the world, and they are all directors of major tertiary hospitals in the country.

These people are usually polite, but no one can relax even if it involves academic matters.

Compete with each other, compete.

God knows, is there any chance to compete with the academician of the Academy of Engineering.

The live operation was done on Director Luo's side, and he said it, and there was light on his face. But the premise was that the tips surgery must be successful. Once it failed, even Director Luo would take the lead.

But the emergency tips surgery was successful, and there would be problems with the slow diagnosis surgery? After this incident, Director Luo strengthened his idea of ​​joining forces with Zheng Ren.

It’s no longer a helping, nor a random gift, but a collaboration!

Isn’t it just a bed? The gastroenterology department with more than 100 beds is still missing these three melons and two dates?

Zheng Ren and Director Luo were polite words, and Zhao Wenhua's face turned red and white, and the struggle was very fierce.

It is obvious that relying solely on his strength can no longer curb Zheng Ren's growth so savagely.

But if he really breaks his face... he is a member of the health care group and a candidate for the Nobel Prize. The surgery was performed unparalleled and he is confident that he can start a live broadcast.

There are no beds in the department, and they have a senior director of the Department of Gastroenterology to provide the source of the disease and beds. The ward with nearly 100 beds is enough for Zheng Ren to scatter it... Damn, when did Director Luo be so approachable?

All the small tricks that Zhao Wenhua is familiar with cannot be used on Zheng Ren.

He had thought about Zheng Ren's Raptor crossing the river countless times. Now, in less than half a month, the Raptor had already soared up to 90,000 miles, and the waves he stirred could drown himself.

Zhao Wenhua immediately calmed down and stopped thinking about the messy things. Instead, he changed his smile and took off his sterile mask and said, "Boss Zheng, your surgery is really high! I can't wear more than ten needles, you can go in with one injection."

Let’s be honest, flatter Zheng Ren first, let him relax his vigilance, and then find an opportunity.

Zhao Wenhua still doesn’t believe it anymore, someone can do the surgery without failing!

Let you be crazy first, let’s see if the villain succeeds, and wait for the day when you fail the surgery!

Thinking of this in his heart, Zhao Wenhua's expression did not change. He was confident that the warm and gentle smile would definitely add some impression points.

At least he won't let Zheng Ren be wary of himself.

But Zheng Ren looked at Zhao Wenhua in surprise, with a strange look on his face.

"Zheng...Boss Zheng, what's wrong?" Zhao Wenhua couldn't understand Zheng Ren's eyes and asked in a low voice.

"Uh..." Zheng Ren didn't say anything, but continued to look at him.

Zhao Wenhua was a little panicked, and she was so panicked.

Could it be that he said something wrong? No. But why did he look at himself with such a look?

"Professor Zhao, you are drooling." Zheng Ren hesitated for a while and told the truth. He made a saliva move with his right hand, implying Zhao Wenhua.

"..." Zhao Wenhua was speechless.

He covered his face and found a piece of paper to wipe off his saliva. The muscles at the corners of his mouth were still trembling, and Zhao Wenhua was frightened.

Did you say you had a stroke?

The weirdest and funny stroke is the most popular one. What about your own? The technique is the best?

He didn't care about anything else, so he quickly changed his clothes and went to the emergency room to do CT to determine if it was a cerebral infarction.

Zheng Ren looked at Zhao Wenhua's back as he ran out and asked strangely: "Director Luo, has Professor Zhao had this problem before?"

"Who knows, maybe I'm in a hurry, it's okay. You can't hear him talking, you must be stupid when you see the surgery." Director Luo didn't care at all. You can tell the problem by simply analyzing the symptoms.

"Boss Zheng, the patient's magnetic dispersion will be completed tomorrow. I will contact you." Director Luo finalized this matter.

"Okay, okay, please trouble you."
Chapter completed!