Chapter 1161 Xiao Hu Has a Boyfriend

Sun Ming felt that he had saved his life. He calculated his private money, and finally gritted his teeth and said he wanted to invite everyone to dinner.

This is a life-saving grace, saving the aunt who committed suicide, and also saving more than a dozen people up and down the community hospital.

It should still be a meal.

But as soon as this proposal was made, it was rejected by Director Kong. Sun Ming repeatedly grumbled, sincerely, Director Kong reluctantly agreed.

If Sun Ming treats guests, it must be a small street shop, and the food will not be very good. Let this guy spend a few thousand yuan for a meal, and it is estimated that he will have to come to 912 to be hospitalized the next day.

However, except for big bosses like Lin Jiaojiao, everyone usually eats less expensive food.

Su Yun was worried for a long time to invite him to treat guests, but he still couldn't hurt himself. He asked a lot of people to book a place to eat.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun left the director's office and looked around the patients. They saw that Chang Yue was chatting happily with the patients, and they didn't bother. They just thought in their hearts, when would Chang Yue be able to smile with him? As a lower-level doctor, it is too much to keep a straight face with a higher-level doctor all day long.

Back in the office, he saw Liu Zewei writing his medical records with a sad face.

"Lao Liu, why are you so worried?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Boss Zheng, this... I haven't written a medical record for more than ten years." Liu Zewei sighed and said, "When I wrote medical records in the past, I was fooled. There are more than a dozen medical records a day, both in and out of the hospital. If you are going to have surgery, no one has time to embroider and write no."

Zheng Ren knew that Professor Liu was telling the truth. In the past, when the conflict between doctors and patients was not serious, medical records were handwritten. A medical record for the first step, which takes at least 40 minutes, is still the kind of thing that you can't even recognize what you write.

Just kidding, it's okay anyway.

However, with the increasingly serious contradiction between doctors and patients, the standard of medical record writing has been mentioned again and again in an increasingly important position.

It was just that at that time Liu Zewei no longer needed to write medical records in person.

It is really difficult to pick it up from scratch now.

"Lao Liu, stop writing, let Chang Yue write." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Liu Zewei's face was a little dignified, he shook his head and rejected Zheng Ren's proposal. If you want to be an advanced student, why not write medical records?

If you want to learn surgery, you must make a good impression on Boss Zheng. I am not as lucky as Gao Shaojie, but coming to 912 must be a turning point in my life. Liu Zewei thought about all this very clearly, starting from the simplest things.

Zheng Ren didn't try to force it. He could write if he wanted to. Anyway, it was Chang Yue's business.

In fact, Zheng Ren estimates that Chang Yue doesn't want Liu Zewei to write medical records. After all, teaching people to learn something is a very tedious task, and it might be better for Chang Yue to do it herself.

The most important thing is that Liu Zewei left not long after the church. He is not a 912 person, so there is no need at all.

It's just this layer of careful thinking, and Zheng Ren is too lazy to think about it.

Finding Xiangyang's old seat and sitting down, Zheng Ren took a book and pretended to flip through it and entered the system space.

Since the intervention skill reached its peak, Zheng Ren has not taken a good look at the skill tree.

The peak-level skill tree, like Jianmu, goes straight to the sky, with no end in sight. In the quiet system space, there is a faint sound of rustling leaves rubbing, which makes people palpitate.

Inadvertently, this is already the case, and Zheng Ren is also a little embarrassed. He took stock of the few skill points and experience points he had left, and felt a little empty in his heart.

After all, everyone is accustomed to big things and big things, and if they don't have any experience points to defend themselves, Zheng Ren is still worried that something unexpected will happen and catch him off guard.

Although the intervention skills have reached the peak, the world is no different. His general skills have also reached the level of a master, and he is no weaker than Professor Sen Yu who went to Haicheng No. 1 Hospital last year. He is world-class, but Zheng Ren is still a little worried.

This belongs to the dog's stomach that can't hold two taels of sesame oil.

However, Zheng Ren has no good solution. Apart from system tasks, he can only rely on the long-term mainline tasks to grind a little bit.

Entering the system library to read a book, time passed bit by bit, Zheng Ren pondered the operation of embolizing the fundus of the stomach and the left gastric artery while watching.

This kind of surgery cannot embolize too hard, otherwise there will be necrosis of the stomach wall. It should not be too light. If it is too light, the effect of ischemia, gastric peristalsis and digestion will not be achieved.

The ability to intervene in the peak immediately gave Zheng Ren several ideas. But without surgery training time, Zheng Ren was unable to experiment.

It seems that Lin Jiaojiao's anxiety is useless, and she has to wait until she saves some surgical training time to do experiments.

Time passed quickly, and it was time to get off work.

Zhang Luo went to dinner, Zheng Ren didn't care about these things, just sat in Xiao Yiren's car and it was over.

If you can go to dinner, even if it is not bad, can you ask for more from Boss Zheng?

Coming to a mid-range restaurant, Sun Ming asked everyone about their tastes and what they couldn't eat before ordering.

Su Yun looked at Hu Yanhui with a smile and asked, "Xiao Hu, talk about it, what's the happy event."

There are many people, but they are all familiar. It is a circle of people around Zheng Ren. Although Hu Yanhui is a little embarrassed, blushing and black, he still whispers.

"Isn't this finding a boyfriend?"

"My guess is, let's talk about it, someone blindly found you." Su Yun said, making people want to slap them in the face.

It's just that the face is high, and this hateful thought will be ignored unconsciously.

Zheng Ren felt that if he talked like this, he would definitely not live now, and he couldn't compare with Su Yun.

Hu Yanhui was teased, and her face turned even redder. She whispered, "I rented a house here, and there is no parking space. When I went home a few days ago, I parked my car in front of other cars and left a phone number."

"Just your car..." Su Yun thought about it, and felt that he couldn't describe it.

Zheng Ren had never seen Hu Yanhui's car, so he was a little curious, what kind of car would make it difficult for Su Yun to be like this.

"What car?"

"Ma Liu, Boss, you don't know what it's like. One day I was going to the Bank of China to do business, so I took Xiao Hu's car there. When I opened the door of the passenger, the soft bag on it fell straight off, almost hitting me. ." Su Yun spread his hands and said helplessly.

"I haven't had time to fix it yet." Hu Yanhui explained feebly.

"With your character, are you still a girl?" Su Yun directly sprayed.

"Why not?" Chang Yue glared at Su Yun, took Hu Yanhui's hand, and asked, "Tell me what it is."

Uh... being interrupted by Su Yun, the topic went to the horizon.

"After ten o'clock that night, I received a call saying that I wanted to move the car, so I went downstairs in slippers." Hu Yanhui's face became darker and darker, and his head lowered slightly, "Then Someone told me to move the car."

"He's handsome."