Chapter 2683 Venting Anger

Then he contacted a doctor in the county hospital who would do interventional surgery, and asked him to help him inquire about new surgical techniques.

When he learned that the answer was no, Xiang Heping knew that he might have encountered a liar.

But what does the liar lie to himself?

He didn't want to think about it anymore, at his age, cheating about sex is nonsense, even if he thinks about sex, he has to be able to do it.

money? This is possible. After a while, when they came, what would you say if you were talking about flying knives money? Xiang Heping thought about it.

Don't talk about saving Taiwan, just talk about flying knives.

Because the rescue of Taiwan is an emergency situation, people are far away from taking risks, and what they look at is not money but friendship. But the flying knife is another matter. The surgeon knows the patient's condition in advance, negotiates a good price, and then performs the operation.

There is generally no charge for saving Taiwan. If you talk about this issue after meeting, you are definitely a liar!

Xiang Heping figured out the ins and outs of it, and even imagined the scene at that time - "Boss Zheng" would definitely not talk to him about money, it must be someone standing behind him who secretly pulled him into a corner , said this in a low voice.

MD! He even lied to himself! Anger blazed in Xiang Heping's heart. Isn't this taking advantage of people's danger and looting!

He was furious.

Originally, I was under anesthesia today, and I was in an extremely bad mood, and I met a liar again! Xiang Heping has a lot of hearts in his heart, and wants to beat up these liars.

Really bullying Lao Tzu is a soft persimmon easy to pinch? Xiang Heping thought viciously in his heart.

The shame of being anesthetized, and the humiliation that no one replied to his messages flooded his heart like a tide.

Xiang Heping picked up his mobile phone and first called the County Public Security Bureau.

Langshan County is not big, and he is familiar with all the bureau chiefs, and the task of eradicating crime and evil is very heavy now, and it is not a quota to catch liars. Xiang Heping came forward happily, and Xiang Heping felt a little calmer.

To perform a full set of dramas, we must see how far the scammers are now. Xiang Heping contacted the director of the interventional operating room and informed the doctor on duty to open another operating room to prepare for the operation.

After everything was ready, he stood silently in the darkness of the fire escape, with mixed feelings in his heart.

In fact, whether or not to catch liars is only secondary, and things like venting anger are largely meaningless. I still have to pray for the good luck of my old man, and the catheter left in the epidural must not...don't press the nerve.

Although there is still a dura mater separated from the nerve root, I always worry about local tissue congestion and edema. Xiang Heping silently prayed for good luck. He was very depressed and wanted to curse or even hit someone.

After a lifetime of anesthesia, he finally made something happen to his old man. This... Alas, Xiang Heping sighed.

This tone was like the darkness of the fire escape, boundless. Instead of feeling relaxed, he felt even worse.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiang Heping received a call from his younger sister. He had just undergone surgery, and he had to be busy with many things. Who made him a doctor, who made him the director, he is the backbone when he comes to the hospital.

He had to contact the police at the sub-bureau and take care of the old man. Xiang Heping, an old man with old arms and legs, really couldn't bear it. But it's good to be busy, and the sense of guilt and guilt is much lighter.

After being busy for a long time, the ringtone of Xiang Heping's WeChat voice call rang again. Even the ringtone has vibration, so you can't even hear it.

Xiang Heping took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. The words 912 Lao He marked on it were particularly eye-catching.

Dead liar! Xiang Heping cursed secretly in his heart.

The old man was falling asleep in a daze, he picked up his phone and went out.

"Mr. He." Although Xiang Heping still called the person on the other side of the phone Mr. He, his tone of voice was gone from the first respect, even awe, to indifference and flatness.

"Oh, general surgery on the fifth floor."

"I'm taking care of the old man here, so I won't go down to pick you up."

Xiang Heping hung up the voice communication, and he sneered. To be honest, he was already a little bored. It doesn't matter whether the liar is a liar or not. The most important thing is what the old man will do in the future and how he will explain it to his family.

Until now, I still hide it from my brothers and sisters, and they don't know what happened.

If I acted so indifferently, if Boss Zheng and the legendary Lao He were real, he would have run away in anger. Only liars will persistently come up, after all, they haven't succeeded yet.

I've already given you a chance, if you don't open your eyes again, don't blame yourself for being rude!

Xiang Heping thought bitterly in his heart.

These liars were like flies, buzzing continuously.

Standing at the door of the ward and taking a few breaths, Xiang Heping was very depressed. The catheter in the epidural was like a fishbone stuck in the throat, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

How to deal with it in the future, this question made Xiang Heping feel particularly uneasy, his heart was pounding, and there were already signs of sinus tachycardia.

After a few minutes, a group of strangers walked in from the gate of the sickness. Xiang Heping glanced at it, feeling ruthless.

There is also a cripple pulling a trolley case, pretending to be that, but this group performer is simply too bad, no matter what, I have to find a normal person. It happened to be agitated in my heart, so I caught these liars first.

Xiang Heping thought so in his heart, but he had to get real evidence. He put on a smiling face and greeted him.

He vaguely remembered the face of the legendary Lao He seen at the annual anesthesia meeting, and it seemed that this person was right.

Xiang Heping stretched out his hand, pretending to be a little guilty and said: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, there are few people in the family, so I didn't go to pick you up."

Lao He looked a little unhappy, but said nothing, and introduced Boss Zheng and Su Yun to Xiang Heping. As for Feng Xuhui who was at the back, because his identity was a little sensitive, he didn't say much.

This "fake" Boss Zheng looked similar to the one on TV, and Xiang Heping was a little puzzled. But he already knew which green onion he was through his indifferent WeChat reply.

Even if he could invite a certain professor from the imperial capital, he would definitely not be able to find Boss Zheng, the Nobel Prize winner. Even if Boss Zheng could be invited, he would definitely not be there on call. Even if you are on call... how is it possible! Daydreaming!

"Boss Zheng, you have worked hard." Xiang Heping is not a good actor, and his expression is very stiff.

But Zheng Ren didn't care. The patient's family members were in all kinds of conditions, and they had seen it many times. Although this Director Xiang showed extremely low EQ and refused to connect even once, Zheng Ren's focus was not on this.

After the operation, go home quickly, and don't delay going to bed at night.

"Which room is the patient in?" Zheng Ren asked.