Chapter 390 Heartfelt Thanks

After the banquet was over, Zheng Ren was exhausted.

This is a kind of tiredness from the heart. Finally, he agreed to Dean Zhang to teach a doctor from the Second Hospital to perform TIPS surgery, and then Dean Zhang let him go.

Zheng Ren knew that facing this kind of activity, as a social animal, no matter how much he disliked it, it was absolutely unavoidable.

But I just don't like it.

Feng Xuhui didn't drink, and he always played the role of a waiter, pouring wine and tea before and after running, telling dirty jokes from time to time, flattering the leaders present, to adjust the atmosphere.

Feng Xuhui, who has experienced several baptisms, has grown very fast, and now he has initially shaken off the definition of a rookie in the workplace, and looks like a mature professional manager.

He is also very tired, but extremely excited, and his body is in a state of excitement.

Every hospital is like a fortress, which has been breached by itself, products have entered, and sales have increased greatly. Then the performance improved by leaps and bounds, and the year-end bonus was huge, which could not be spent no matter what.

These, think about it, are so beautiful.

Feng Xuhui trusted more and more the advice given by the boss of the imperial capital by chance—Boss Zheng has a big thick leg, so he must hug it.

What is TIPS surgery, Feng Xuhui does not understand. But he could understand the attitude of the city's second hospital to Mr. Zheng.

After the drinking session was over, Feng Xuhui pulled Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner away from the Second Hospital.

"Mr. Zheng, should I send you off first, or the professor first?" Feng Xuhui asked.

The professor drank a lot and started snoring in the backseat.

"Send the professor to Shangri-La first." Zheng Ren rolled down the window of the car, lit half of a purple cloud, took a deep breath, and felt the pungentness of the tobacco and the refreshingness of the cold northeast wind, which made it better. "You send him upstairs , I will clean up the meeting below."

"Yeah." Feng Xuhui knew Zheng Ren better, seeing him upset, he didn't hesitate to chat, and drove straight to Shangri-La.

After sending Professor Rudolf Wagner to the hotel room, Feng Xuhui asked Zheng Ren where he was going.

After hearing the name of the community reported by Zheng Ren, Feng Xuhui's face moved slightly.

No wonder Mr. Zheng didn't care about money, he just focused on surgery. You look at the family, living in the most luxurious villa area in the city.

Only rich people can get rid of vulgar interests and devote themselves to doing what they love.

Surgery is just a hobby for Mr. Zheng.

In an instant, the image of Zheng Ren in Feng Xuhui's mind changed again and again, going further and further in an unrealistic wrong direction, like a wild dog that had lost its stiffness.

Zheng Ren fiddled with his phone, chatting with Xie Yiren.

He wanted to go to the Shay's house, knock on the door, say goodnight to the Shay face to face, and hug and say goodbye.

If I could do that, it would be a perfect night, like my own TIPS surgery.

But Chu Yanzhi lives in Xie Yi's family, and she is on the flexible shift today.

With Xie Yiren's character, someone was... Zheng Ren felt a little distressed, and finally decided to forget it.

It's already late, and there are a lot of things to do tomorrow.

Zheng Yunxia's 64-slice CT needs to be three-dimensionally reconstructed to see how the treatment effect is after two interventional embolizations.

After the operation, patients need to make ward rounds, and there is an old man pretending to be sick in the ward.

Forget it...it's better to go home and take a bath, soak away the tiredness, and then go to bed early. Su Yun has also been on duty for two days, so it's time to change him.

According to Zheng Ren's guidance, Feng Xuhui drove to the front of the villa.

Seeing Zheng Ren open the door and enter the villa, Feng Xuhui was still very emotional.

What is a dog that doesn't bark and bites? Mr. Zheng is. I don't usually see him showing off, he is dressed in general, and he is not picky about his meals, but he lives in a villa.

Man, the difference is huge.

Feng Xuhui felt emotional, and left immediately.

After returning, there is still a lot of work to be done. For example, evaluate the situation of today's surgery, and analyze the application of TIPS surgical consumables in the Second Hospital of the city in the future.

Although this should be the job of the group's data analysts, Feng Xuhui still firmly believes that they are out of touch with reality, and the estimated value is much worse than the "real" value calculated by himself.

Work hard, I hope that one day I will live in a villa like Mr. Zheng's.

Feng Xuhui cheered himself up, cheered, and disappeared into the vast night.

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The next day, Zheng Ren was called to have breakfast by the Xie Yi people.

Chu Yanzhi was very interested in the fact that he went to the Second City Hospital to "throw a knife", asking questions. Xie Yi just ate his breakfast quietly, occasionally raised his head to peek at Zheng Ren out of the corner of his eyes, and then lowered his head.

Coming to the emergency ward, Zheng Ren asked about the situation of the emergency patients in the past two nights.

Unexpectedly, Su Yun has been extremely relaxed these two days. There is no emergency to bother him, and he is at ease.

"You must have overlooked the blessing of the God of Night Shift." Su Yun mocked Zheng Ren with a smile.

This guy is really lucky, Zheng Ren also sighed with emotion.

At 7:55, Professor Rudolf Wagner went to work on time. As soon as he saw Zheng Ren, he stopped him and wanted to talk about his reflection on yesterday's TIPS operation.

His idea was directly rejected by Zheng Ren.

There are shifts, ward rounds, and patient visits. There is so much work to be done, who has time to study with him?

This is not Heidelberg University, there are not so many medical staff working.

The medical staff have already been smoothed out by life. In today's terms, they have been taken care of by life. Infested pulp, not necessarily, anyway, the disk has lost its edges and corners.

Under the premise of insufficient personnel, he desperately squeezed his energy and admitted every patient. As for scientific research... so far away. You can't even take care of your wife and children at home, so you still have the mind to study these things?

After the ward round, Director Pan was sitting in the office, and the professor was called away by Chang Yue and asked him to help. As for what to help, Zheng Ren didn't know, and didn't want to ask.

Zheng Ren took Su Yun to start wandering around the department to see the condition of the postoperative patients. The amount of blood ammonia in patients after TIPS surgery, and when to withdraw the recoverable stent. How about the serious illness in the ICU? There are many things like this.

The two had just left the gate of the emergency ward when Zheng Ren saw a group of people.

A bunch of children, not very big, about 8 or 9 years old. There are two grown-ups leading them, the grown-ups are gentle and gentle, they don't look like bad guys.

Which teacher is sick? Now that the teacher's status is extremely high, if there is something wrong at home, the parents have to rush to help solve it.

Zheng Ren once heard his colleagues say that one of the things he regretted the most in his life was joining the Q group of his child's class. After adding it, two things to do every day, one is to be scolded by the teacher; the other is to flatter the teacher.

Zheng Ren recalled carefully, there was no sick teacher in the ward.

Judging by the age of the children, they are not very old, could it be...

Zheng Ren was still in a daze, and an older child lifted up the newspaper in his hand and carefully compared it with Zheng Ren.

"Uncle, you are Doctor Zheng." The child is not old, and he speaks in a childish voice, which is really cute.

"Well, I am." Zheng Ren glanced at it. The child was holding the Haicheng Metropolis Daily in his hand. He couldn't see the date clearly, but his own photo stood out on the front page.

"Hi uncle, we are students of Ninth Primary School, and our class teacher is Teacher Yang Lili." The headed child said seriously: "We are here to visit Teacher Yang and to thank you."

Zheng Ren patted the child's head with a smile, and said, "No, it's all as it should be."

At this time, the adult who came with the children walked up to Zheng Ren, bowed, and said politely: "Doctor Zheng, the children strongly requested it, and we have no choice but to disturb you. What's wrong with Meng Lang?" Please forgive me a lot."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Zheng Ren was a little flustered.

Faced with this kind of situation, Zheng Ren didn't know how to deal with it, and was already at a loss.

Su Yun stood behind Zheng Ren, watching the joke with a smile.

"Students in Class 1, Teacher Yang's condition has gradually improved. We will visit her again in a few days. This is Dr. Zheng who gave Teacher Yang a second life. What are you going to do?"

The older-looking child in the lead should be the class monitor. With a serious expression, she turned to her classmates and said, "Everyone in Class 1, Year 2, stand at attention!"

The children quickly stood in a small phalanx as if they were doing exercises between classes.

The squad leader turned around, and although he tried his best to act like an adult, he still sounded like a child.

"Doctor Zheng, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to all the students of Class 1, Grade 2, No. 9 Primary School in the city." As she spoke, she raised her right arm and gave a Young Pioneers salute.

More than 30 children behind him raised their arms almost at the same time.

It's not very neat, but the sincere feelings are overflowing.

Hot and restrained, Zheng Ren's heart was boiling hot.