Just as I was eating, my cell phone rang.

Zheng Ren's habitual heart rate was fast, but he immediately realized that it was no longer time to rush back to rescue the emergency department of Haicheng First Hospital.

He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Professor Yang's phone number. Zheng Ren swallowed the barbecue in his mouth and walked aside with his cell phone.

"Brother Yang, what's the matter?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Boss Zheng, the medical department said it was a meeting tomorrow, and the patient with Gosher's disease would have to undergo a live broadcast operation." Professor Yang's tone of speech was a bit strange.

Zheng Ren quietly held his cell phone. Although he was silent on the other side, he did not answer the conversation.

On the phone side, it was a cheerful dinner, singing and dancing, and everyone's face was filled with a real smile.

On the other side of the phone, Professor Yang was feeling hesitant and nervous, and was in a dilemma.

Zheng Ren understands.

After a few seconds, Professor Yang sighed and said, "But it seems that he is not doing live broadcasts from the perspective of our hospital..."

Oh? That means that even if something happens, it has nothing to do with the 912 Hospital. Zheng Ren smiled and said that as long as the medical department is a little responsible, it is a bit cunning.

"Is it in the name of the Nobel Prize project team?" Zheng Ren asked tentatively.

"It is said that the Medical Department will talk to you tomorrow. Things are a good thing, and the hospital also supports it. But you also know..." As he said that, Professor Yang stopped again.

It is not the kind of so-called charitable donations that are difficult to distinguish between true and false. Zheng Ren's work can be said to be the ultimate righteousness.

But I and the hospital cannot give a name. In Professor Yang's opinion, this is just a hooligan.

"It's okay, Brother Yang." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "When will the surgery be arranged?"

"If there is no problem, prepare for the day after tomorrow." Professor Yang replied.

"Okay, then we'll see you tomorrow and have a preoperative discussion together."

The two chatted for a few more times before hanging up the phone.

Zheng Ren held the phone in his hand and looked at the lively colleagues, friends and lovers singing and laughing, and was happy.

This is what the world is like.

...

In a five-star hotel near 912.

Han Guangzhi was holding a 3D model of liver and thinking hard, and from time to time he recorded his own problems in the small notebook around him.

After the operation, Zheng Ren gave a lecture in a simple and easy-to-understand language and always explained the essence of the problem, which quickly gave him a profound and specific understanding of the new tips surgery.

The deeper he understands, the more incredible he feels.

Seeing that Boss Zheng Ren and Zheng had an operation was not difficult, just a few simple steps. But after a deeper understanding, I realized what the difficulty was.

Even if Boss Zheng teaches himself step by step, it seems that he can't learn it in one or two afternoons.

"Xiao Zhi, how about it?" Pei Yingjie asked.

"Teacher, I understand the most basic thing." Han Guangzhi looked at the liver model and whispered: "But there are still a few points that cannot be penetrated."

"It's not your problem." Pei Yingjie was forced to be crammed for one noon and one afternoon, and his mind was dizzy. But with his level, he had already stepped up the threshold.

"The rest is needed to be honed through surgery. Some experiences involving intraoperative positioning are the problem of techniques," Pei Yingjie said.

"Oh, that's good." Han Guangzhi let out a long sigh and smiled: "It's simpler than I thought. I don't think I can start with the paper in "New England"."

"It's a skill to be able to explain things clearly." Pei Yingjie gently rubbed his temples and his eyes slowly closed.

Han Guangzhi was stunned for a moment and immediately thought of his girlfriend.

One day, she praised her girlfriend for her good looks. She was very happy and told herself that she was naked makeup.

At that time, I didn’t know what nude makeup was, so I vaguely changed the topic.

I went back and checked it, and consulted several senior sisters. Only then did I realize that nude makeup is a type of heavy makeup. I had to work very hard to look effortless.

Is it the same for Boss Zheng to give a lecture?

Looking at him effortlessly, who knows how much effort he puts behind it.

"Xiao Zhi, I think it's almost done. You can summarize the problem and ask Boss Zheng to explain it to us tomorrow and then fly back." Pei Yingjie said slowly.

"Okay, but I seem to have many questions." Han Guangzhi looked at the notepad that was put aside, and wrote more than a dozen questions on it.

"No delay." Pei Yingjie said: "After going back, take the patient as soon as possible and find Boss Zheng to fly the knife."

“…”

"If your senior brother doesn't want to study, then you can study with Boss Zheng. You will graduate in a few months. Don't worry about staying in the hospital. As long as you can master the tips surgery, I will do everything you need to stay in the hospital." Pei Yingjie said slowly.

Han Guangzhi's hands trembled.

It was like a dream. The mature young Han Guangzhi thought he could calm down. However, his hands trembled more and more violently, and his heartbeat was the same.

Staying in the Magic City, with a nationally renowned senior tertiary hospital as the beginning of my medical career, the stage is wide. It is completely different from going out to find a job and working in second- and third-tier cities.

Have you really found this opportunity? Han Guangzhi felt a little confused after being happy.

Isn’t this just an opportunity for so many years of hard work and struggle in the hospital day and night?

Unexpectedly, the opportunity came just like this.

"Learn from Boss Zheng." Pei Yingjie closed his eyes and didn't look at Han Guangzhi's shocked look at him. He said slowly: "Last year, I was invited to Haicheng to do Changfeng Micro Invasive Promotion. At that time, Boss Zheng was just transferred to the hospitalization department of the emergency department. Unexpectedly, he grew to this point in about half a year."

Han Guangzhi listened quietly.

How could a young man like him not have any arrogance in his heart? He has been a top student since he was a child, and he would be sad for several days after taking the exam second place.

But this time, he restrained his edge. After Kim Yaowu returned, Teacher Pei didn't talk to him for several days. Han Guangzhi could not realize that there was a gap in the relationship between Teacher Pei and Kim Yaowu.

"Half a year, only half a year." Pei Yingjie sighed a little, his voice trembled slightly, and then he returned to normal. "At that time, I remember that I asked Boss Zheng and gave him a doctoral opportunity without examination. He didn't choose at the time, and I didn't care. I didn't expect..."

As he said that, Pei Yingjie sighed.

"Director Kong's eyes are better." As he said, he opened his eyes and said seriously, "Tips surgery must be learned. This is the most difficult surgery in the interventional department. If someone is left here and wants to chase him again, it will be difficult."
Chapter completed!